Three thousand worlds

Chapter 149 The fourth incarnation of tens of millions of mysterious swordsman

After Murong Qiniang left, Mr. Mingyue and Sikong sat by the Tianyi Pool and were silent for a long time.

The red wheel falls in the west, and the twilight is vast.

In the end, Sikong's lifeless voice broke this tranquility and sighed quietly, "It seems that we can't stay in Longshan for a long time."

"Hmm."

Sikong said, "You have to go to Mount Tai to report the conspiracy between Bixia Yuanjun Jiangnan Buddhism and Confucianism. Hey, shall we leave tomorrow?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said strangely, "Do you want to go with me?"

Sikong Wuming said seriously, "As I said, I want to accompany you around the world and wander around the world for the rest of my life."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly, only with a wry smile and sighed, "Why is this? Are you going to eat me too?"

Sikong's lifeless heart traveled far away and smiled and said, "Who let you save my life, who let you and I have skin relatives, who let them... Did they all see it? My innocent reputation is to be ruined by you. Who will you eat if you don't eat?

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "You haven't said the most deadly thing. Who let you have feelings for me, a low-level and insignificant downtrod son? Ha ha."

Sikong's lifeless fan fist raised and said, "Bah! Who will like you? If you have no choice but to, you can be intoxicated with yourself.

Mr. Mingyue nodded quickly and said, "Well, I'm intoxicated again, but I don't want to go to Mount Tai first."

Sikong said strangely, "Then where are you going?" Are you going to save the fragrant girls who are under house arrest in Taihu Water Prison?

Mr. Mingyue said, "Exactly! Princess Sikong, would you like to go with me?

Sikong said without hesitation, "Of course, I will go wherever you go."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "You really look more and more like the fragrance in the dark night. Now you are sure about me, but don't you still angry with me when you rescued Xiangmei?"

Sikong said coldly, "Self-proud! Do you think Xiangmei will treat you as always? She really can't wait to eat you now.

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Regardless of her, I'm going to save her anyway. It seems that Shigong on Shigong Mountain and that kind of magic martial arts must not be weak. I don't know if we can fight with the two of us?"

Sikong muttered and said, "I don't know how much Taoism there are. Miaojiaqin demons are the top masters of the four demons of Confucianism in the past, which is much louder than our nameless four famous masters. Although now my skills have basically recovered, you also have all the internal force I passed on, even if you have learned all my martial arts spells. The two of us may not be the opponent of so many people, not to mention that I haven't taught you all the Taoism of Ziwei Guangjue and me.

Mr. Mingyue also nodded and said, "Yes, it's only 20 days. How can you learn everything? Fortunately, after practicing hard these days, I still have your internal strength in my body, at least much stronger than before, the sword spirit is also fierce, and the flying sword light will be a lot. I should try to fight with them.

Sikong smiled and said, "It's up to you. If you fail, you can at most be locked in the water cell with you, but no one will send a letter to Mount Tai."

Mr. Mingyue was silent and meditated for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered something like lightning in his heart, and even his eyes flashed strangely and shouted, "Yes! If you are not sure about the enemy, you can take it wisely.

Sikong was stunned and said, "How to take it wisely? What's the good thing you can do? Tell me.

Mr. Mingyue stretched out his waist and smiled, "I'm a disciple of the old man Tianya. We put on makeup, mixed into Shigong Mountain, Xishan Island, Taihu Lake, and acted on the opportunity. We don't have to worry about not having the opportunity to save the three of them, and Shi Gong and Qin Mo, the descendants of Confucianism, will not be detained."

Sikong nodded and smiled, "Well, if you don't tell me, I will forget that your master is an old man who is alone in the world. I think he will definitely pretend to be true. Who will you become one of the descendants of Confucianism? Is Shigongshan's young master Yu-faced Langjun? That's wonderful."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Cough, I'm not good at learning and can't make masks. There is no jade-faced Langjun in the mask left by the old man Tianya, but there is a mysterious swordsman!"

Sikong said strangely: "Mysterious swordsman! You have to become a mysterious swordsman, hehe."

Mr. Mingyue frowned and said, "What are you laughing about? Don't laugh. Even my master Tianya is easy to tolerate mysterious swordsmen. What can't I do? Besides, my current sword style is not weaker than the mysterious swordsman.

Sikong hid his mouth and smiled and said, "Come on, the mysterious swordsman is against our four unique arrays, and you have learned my martial arts internal strength. At most, it is like me. Even if the swordsmanship is more exquisite, how can you compare with the mysterious swordsman? Ha ha, but I'm still full of confidence in what you will look like.

Mr. Mingyue can only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Hey, you say so. I'm not even confident in what you said, but I'm a mysterious swordsman. He is a famous figure in Confucianism. Shi Gong and Miaoqin demon mostly recognize it. Don't reveal any flaws. By the way, I have to make up your face again.

Sikong smiled and said, "Oh? Is that right? Isn't it good for me to look like this? They don't recognize me. What's the matter?

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Of course, you look good, but you are so beautiful that you want to kill people. If you meet Confucian descendants all the way, isn't it an uproar that the mysterious swordsman actually walks with a peerless beauty? If you meet your nameless village again, you really jump into the Yellow River and think you can't wash away. It's the enemy."

Sikong said lifelessly, "It's stinky! OK, listen to you. Tell me, who do I look like better? Murong Hongxiu?"

Mr. Mingyue laughed dumbly and said, "Are you easy to become red sleeves? It's really wonderful, but I don't have a mask with red sleeves. Generally, there are many masks for various types of beautiful women.

Sikong was not discouraged when he heard this and sighed, "It seems that you are really not good at learning. When will you go back to the stove of the old man Tianya in Lihua Valley and practice hard."

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "It's good for the old man Tianya to teach me to change my face in less than a year. I have learned all the behaviors of change, voice, and dress up as all kinds of people, just like learning to act, which is called hard practice."

Mr. Mingyue took out the treasured mask sent by the old man Tianya that night and turned out the mysterious swordsman. After wearing it carefully, his voice pretended to be as cold as an iceberg and said coldly, "Shen, do you look like it?"

Sikong smiled with no fate: "Wonderful! It's very similar, even the voice of speech is similar.

Mr. Mingyue returned to the original sound and smiled, "Tomorrow, I'll go to Hangzhou to buy some clothes, as well as the mysterious swordsman's unique red silk-wrapped sword box on my back. If you look at it, it will definitely be exactly the same."

Sikong took the mask, carefully selected, and suddenly said, "Can I dress up as a man?" Do you want to be interesting?

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "You are a peerless beauty, every inch of your whole body. If you want to dress up as a man, hey, it's impossible."

Sikong frowned and said, "Huh? Didn't you say that you can dress up as a woman, and even the old man Tianya can dress up as a noble concubine?

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "You know it took me several months to learn a woman's walking behavior, and the sound is more difficult. It took several years for the old man Tianya to dress up as fake and real. The technique is fast and vivid. Hey, you haven't seen him dress up as a woman, which is unique. At that time, I learned the transfigurement from him because of this bet.

Sikong had no fate to pick around and finally picked out a favorite one. When Mr. Mingyue saw the mask of the melon seed face and the outline of the phoenix, he nodded and said, "Well, this is good. It should be suitable. Come and have a try."

With the help of Mr. Mingyue, Sikong also put on a mask. Mr. Mingyue looked carefully and smiled, "Like! It's very similar, hehe."

Sikong frowned and said, "Isn't it ugly? Like what, say it quickly!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Of course, it's not as good-looking as you, but it's okay. It's really like a maid."

Sikong said happily, "Is that right? I want to have a look."

After saying that, he took out the diamond mirror. In the light of the fire, the curved light willow leaf eyebrows looked slightly upward. As expected, they looked like a beautiful maid. Sikong said happily, "Well, that's right. This is like a maid, but her face is also slightly pale."

Mr. Mingyue said, "Are you satisfied? It seems that you just need to wear a mask and change into the pink shirt you bought the other day. It should be the most beautiful.

Sikong Wuming nodded and smiled, "It's the most like maid in peach red, hehe, you call me maid Shaner on the way. Remember, when you ask, it's a mysterious swordsman's newly received maid."

Mr. Mingyue laughed and said, "The mysterious swordsman has a maid, haha, it's better to say that it's a distant room or a girl next door."

Sikong deliberately said, "The little maid Shan'er has said hi to the prince. We will leave tomorrow morning. The prince has to buy some clothes and sword box in Hangzhou early. Don't let the maidservant down."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Are you pretending to be a maid or a young grandma? Why did you put on the lady's money? Ha ha, have you ever seen a maid get up earlier than the master? Buy the application tomorrow, just for a moment, and you are guaranteed to look like a peerless mysterious swordsman.

Sikong smiled and said, "Oh? Can you change your appearance and temperament? The mysterious swordsman is cold and murderous.

Mr. Mingyue muttered, "It should be okay. He also uses swords, and I also use swords. I used to laugh proudly at the world. Mr. Mingyue, who wants to be defeated and can't get it. I'll try my best to find a feeling."

Sikong sneered and said, "Oh? Is that right? That's in your house. I think you are very guilty.