Meng Jin's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Didn’t it say that Mr. Chu and Zhao Nianshuang were childhood sweethearts?
Didn't it mean that in their early years, they were only the last layer of window paper away from a private life?
That Rui Xiaozhu waited for twelve years because of Mr. Chu's promise, and was almost possessed.
But Zhao Nianshuang should logically be closer to Chu Qingxiao, so how could she treat Mr. Chu like this...
Such confusion and confusion filled Meng Jin's mind, but she quickly came to her senses.
People's hearts will change.
Twelve years is enough time to change too many things.
After all, there are only a few people who are as infatuated as Rui Xiaozhu. More people in this world are like Xiang An...
Just because Rui Xiaozhu Zhuyu was in front of him, Meng Jin subconsciously thought that this Zhao Nianshuang would be different.
She didn't have time to think too much. At this moment, she hurriedly walked towards Chu Qingxiao who was knocked away. She looked at him anxiously and asked, "Mr. Chu, are you okay?"
Half of Chu Qingxiao's body was almost sunk into the mountain behind him. His clothes were also a little worn, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, he has physical strength that far exceeds that of ordinary people. If it were any other fifth-level warrior, this attack would be enough to kill him on the spot.
Chu Qingxiao exhaled a breath of bad breath, shook his head at Meng Jin, and then with difficulty took his body out of the depression in the mountain.
Then look up and look ahead.
His face was extremely gloomy.
Not only because Zhao Nianshuang attacked him so harshly, but also because of the coldness between Zhao Nianshuang's brows in that quick glance just now.
This doesn't make sense.
It's not like he never thought that after time and circumstances changed, Zhao Nianshuang would no longer have the same feelings for him as before, but no matter what, they were the only ones who grew up together.
They have been together day and night for so many years. Even if there is no love between a man and a woman, there should be some family love left, right?
But at that glance, Zhao Nianshuang looked at him with an extremely cold gaze, as if she was looking at a stranger she had never met before...
This shouldn't be the case.
Chu Qingxiao can accept the fact that Zhao Nianshuang has moved on and is in love with someone else. There is no problem with this. After all, he cannot ask the other party to stay for twelve years for a guy who is likely to die. Such an idea is too selfish.
But what he couldn't accept was Zhao Nianshuang's completely cold attitude.
It's as if she is not the girl who has been with him day and night for more than ten years, she is just a stranger who happens to have the same name and looks the same as her...
This gave Chu Xinghe the feeling that his past eighteen years of life were just a dream he had imagined.
At this moment, Zhao Nianshuang did not care about Chu Qingxiao's thoughts at all. Murderous intent surged in her eyes, and thousands of flying swords infected by her purple energy rushed forward, attacking Nangong Yunfu's face.
Nangong Yunfu was obviously injured to her foundation. She was pale at the moment and unable to deal with this menacing killing move.
She was about to be penetrated by these sword blades.
At this moment, Mu Nanshan took a step forward and came to Nangong Yunfu. The divine sword in his hand trembled and let out a clear sound. Countless sword intentions surged out and spread out in front of him, forming a A huge sword barrier blocked the flying swords all over the sky.
Nangong Yunfu, who thought she could not escape her bad luck, changed her face slightly. She probably didn't expect that there would be someone standing on her side on Tianxuan Mountain.
"If you hurt my Sword Ancestor, can you ask me about the sword in someone's hands?" Mu Nanshan raised his white hair and stared coldly at the girl in front of him.
Zhao Nianshuang frowned slightly, stared at Mu Nanshan with an indifferent expression, and said softly: "Don't seek death."
After she said this, she took a step forward. The purple flying sword with a thousand mouths seemed to be blessed with some powerful power. The purple energy on the sword was even more intense, and she moved forward an inch. The energy inspired by Mu Nanshan On the sword intention barrier, cracks appeared one after another, and it seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"You are no match for her, her methods are very strange..."
"She might be..." Nangong Yunfu came back to her senses, she looked at Mu Nanshan and said softly.
"It's just an ancient god." The corners of Mu Nanshan's mouth raised, interrupting Nangong Yunfu's words.
Nangong Yunfu was stunned and looked at the old man with a somewhat stunned expression.
Mu Nanshan does look much older than her, but Nangong Yunfu's age as a mortal is meaningless. As a reincarnated god, she has all the memories of hundreds of years.
Both his vision and ability are much higher than ordinary people.
But if they hadn't just fought, she still wouldn't be able to confirm the girl's identity.
And this Mu Nanshan was only a nine-level sword cultivator, so how could he see the opponent's background at a glance?
A sharp light flashed in Mu Nanshan's eyes. The next moment, more majestic sword intent surged out of his body. With the blessing of this sword intent, the sword intent barrier that was tending to collapse became a little more condensed. In fact, although they could not force back the thousand purple swords, they could still manage to stabilize the situation and prevent them from being defeated in a short time.
At this time, he turned back to look at Nangong Yunfu and said, "I am the current peak master of Shenhe Peak, Mu Nanshan."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yunfu was stunned for a moment, and then a look of realization suddenly appeared on her face. She murmured: "It turns out that he is a descendant of that lineage... No wonder."
"It seems that you are bent on seeking death." Zhao Nianshuang said personally at this time.
At this moment, she stretched out one of her hands towards Mu Nan Mountain, and the billowing purple energy surged towards Mu Nan Mountain like a river. Those purple swords were infused with purple energy and suddenly became powerful. They were blocked by Mu Nan Mountain's stable sword intention just now. At this moment, there was a tendency to collapse again.
But in the face of such a situation, Mu Nanshan's expression remained normal. He held a sword in one hand to resist the impact of a thousand flying swords, while the other hand reached into his arms and slowly took out something.
It was a red dragon-like seal.
Chu Qingxiao, who had just stood up, looked at this object and suddenly trembled. That was...
Dragon Xiang Seal!
At this moment, the aura around Mu Nanshan suddenly rose, and the Dragon Seal in his hand also trembled.
He looked stern and said in a cold voice at this time.
"The Four Guards of Long Xiang, General Long Xiang of Shenhe Peak Mu Nanshan, please..."
"The ancestral spirit comes to the world!"
As soon as he said this, a red light burst out from the Dragon Seal in his hand and shot into the sky.
The clouds suddenly surged in the dome, forming a huge whirlpool. A terrifying aura surged out of the whirlpool and rolled over the Tianxuan Peak.
Chu Qingxiao saw this scene in his eyes, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if something was being pulled by Mu Nanshan's power and wanted to pour out of his body.
He lowered his head and looked at his chest. The clothes there were torn. He could clearly see that the peach blossom mark left by the old Taoist priest on his chest lit up at this moment...
