C26 (1/2)

Come out.

Gu Changge walked out from behind a bamboo branch with Little Fishy in her arms. She looked up at the person on the bamboo branch and felt a little pain in his neck.

Mu Hong leaped down from the bamboo, and after standing firmly on the ground he said: Long time no see.

Changge felt very restless in her embrace. When she thought of the man's flower-like lips on her hands, she felt a little embarrassed, but she still said awkwardly, ”It's been a long time. I sometimes don't even see you when I come here to practice my sword.”

In the end, Little Fishy was still unable to resist the fear of facing Mu Hong. She jumped out from's embrace and ran away while meowing.

Mu Hong asked again: Is there anything I can ask you?

Ask what?

Me, and her. That she was referring to Ling Feiyan, right?

Chang Ge shrugged his shoulders. ”I lazily ask about it, but I'm also lazy to listen to it. However, I recently obtained an excellent sword manual. Do you want to accompany me in a few moves?”

Mu Hong sized her up a few times, then said: No.

With that, he swaggered away.

Chang Ge opened his mouth as if he wanted to scold him, but in the end, all that came out of it was a hollow laugh: Ai, if you won't accompany me, then I'll practice on my own.

She had a special advantage, which was that she had a photographic memory for the things she wanted to remember. As for the things she did not want to remember, even if they appeared in front of her eyes all day long, she would still treat them as fleeting, fleeting clouds.

It wasn't hard to memorize the sword manual, but it wasn't hard to master this set of sword technique with his current Immortal energy and power. The problem was that she couldn't use it …

She waved the bamboo pole in her hand, cutting through half of the arc without causing any damage, as if there was a wall blocking her power from bursting out. She could not help but become a little anxious, and when the bamboo pole hit the bamboo pole, it only made a ”pa pa pa pa” sound that was not painful at all.

Chang Ge threw the bamboo pole out and sat cross-legged to meditate. According to the book, she would use all of her spiritual sense to go through eight extraordinary meridians. She did not believe that she would not be able to cultivate such a simple sword manual.

The bamboo forest was dark and gloomy. Occasionally, there would be birds flying past. As the wind blew past the bamboo branches, there would be a rustling sound.

On a small patch of empty ground in the Purple Bamboo Forest, a petite figure dressed in the attire of an ordinary Qinghua Sect disciple was meditating. A faintly discernible white light surrounded her body, gradually turning purple as the light mixed with the darkness of the night.

That purple brilliance seemed to be alive, seeping into the darkness and being devoured by the darkness.

The full moon in the sky lost its luster, and its shadow moved with her heart. The young girl sitting in the bamboo forest suddenly opened her eyes, alertly using her divine sense to detect the slightest sounds around her.

What was going on?

Chang Ge was astonished, how could she sense an extremely oppressive power?

The surroundings were completely silent. Suddenly, a muffled sound pierced through the air, and a large piece of bamboo forest was broken into pieces as if it was a dried twig.

Changge quickly flew backwards to avoid the incoming attack, but she was still too late. The fallen bamboo leaves caught her clothes and hair and quickly untied her body. She ran forward with her life on the line as a voice roared in her heart: It's a monster! There was a demon!

This is an immortal mountain, this is Qinghua Sect, why would there be demons?

However, her curiosity still drove her to turn around. Behind the bamboo that had fallen to the ground, she saw a pair of green eyes as big as a lantern. The bloody mouth under the lantern opened wide. She heard an earth-shaking roar.