Outside Huangyun City.
Under a simple thatched hut, two brothers and a sister lived.
"During this period of time, I'm afraid you and I will have to live a life of men farming and women weaving."
Tang Rou responded with a happy smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you have my brother by your side, anywhere is home."
Such a well-behaved and sensible character made Tang Ming feel a little guilty.
Just as the two were enjoying themselves, Senior Zhili's voice slowly sounded in their ears.
"Someone is approaching here, and his cultivation level is far higher than yours. It's obvious that the person coming is not good."
When he heard the news, a suspicion flashed through Tang Ming's heart.
Could it be that people from Qingxuan Sect are catching up?
In order not to worry his sister, Tang Ming could only make up a lie and said: "I need to be convenient and will be back soon."
After walking out of the hut, Tang Ming looked at the distance with a gloomy face.
"Now that you're here, why don't you show up soon?"
As the words fell, the barrier in the sky seemed to make waves, a figure slowly floated in the air, and a slight sword cry came from the holy sword in his hand.
"It seems that I guessed it right. You have some ulterior secrets, right?"
Hearing this, Tang Ming's eyes flashed with coldness.
To make sure, he still asked Senior Zhili.
"Senior, does the other party know that there is a fairy sword in me?"
Zhili shook his head, "He won't know, but the holy sword in his hand seems to be an imitation of the Qinglian Immortal Sword, and he will not sense the existence of the Immortal Sword."
Hearing this, Tang Ming slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
It's not that Tang Ming is afraid of this person, he just doesn't want Tang Rou to worry.
"I don't have the secrets you want, not to mention the people from Qingxuan Sect are looking for revenge on me. I advise you to leave as soon as possible."
I originally thought of using the momentum of Qingxuan Sect to make the other party retreat, but I never expected that the other party showed a disdainful smile.
"It's just a little Qingxuanmen. In the eyes of my holy son Mu Qingyun, it's just a fart."
"Holy Son?" Tang Ming frowned slightly. He didn't remember having any relationship with this Holy Son.
"Since you are a holy son, what are you doing with me, a country man?"
Mu Qingyun was too lazy to talk nonsense, and immediately pointed his finger at him, "Follow me, I don't want to say it a second time."
"What if I refuse?" A bloody sword appeared in Tang Ming's hand, his eyes filled with scrutiny.
"Then I can only break your limbs and take them back by force."
Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Tang Ming frantically circulated the spiritual energy in his body, stimulating the bloody sword in his hand to exert destructive power comparable to the Yuan-building realm.
"Then there's nothing to talk about."
When Mu Qingyun saw this, he could only draw the Qingyun Holy Sword.
If you want to make the other party obey, you can only use force, just when the two sides are about to start a war.
Tang Rou's voice appeared in their ears.
"elder brother!"
A sudden voice broke the stalemate between the two.
Tang Ming put the blood sword on his back, turned around and whispered: "Go back quickly!"
Seeing the tense situation between the two of them, Tang Rou's eyes showed a bit of fear and confusion.
"Brother, why are we being chased after we escape outside?"
That look in his eyes that showed no hope for life made Tang Mingdun feel heartbroken.
For a moment, it was difficult to describe how I felt at this moment.
When Mu Qingyun saw the deep love between the brother and sister, he immediately put the Qingyun Holy Sword back into its scabbard.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to hunt you down."
In order to eliminate the gap, Mu Qingyun walked up to the two of them and bowed their hands.
"I hope you won't be surprised by my sudden visit to the swordsman saint, Mu Qingyun."
Seeing that the other party had no ill intentions, Tang Ming also put away the blood sword, and then said softly to Tang Rou: "You go back first, he and I have something to say."
Tang Rou also asked more questions. She understood that there were some things that Tang Ming could solve.
Outside the hut, two figures were sitting on a wooden platform.
"Since you are the Holy Son, why would you want me to be a casual cultivator?"
Mu Qingyun placed the Qingyun Holy Sword in front of the table, and a subtle sword sound made a slight sound.
"Since I met you, this sword has been acting strangely, so I have reason to guess that you are closely related to the predecessor of this sword."
After that, he explained why he came here.
Listening to the eloquent speech of the Holy Son in front of him, Tang Ming was a little hard to understand for a moment.
"Wait a minute? Why do you have to tell me so much?"
Mu Qingyun's eyes averted slightly, and then he coughed slightly.
"With your talent, as long as you are willing, the door to the Holy Land of Sword Dao can be opened for you at any time."
Just when Tang Ming was about to refuse, Tang Rou came over with two cups of hot tea.
"I'm in a hurry today and don't have any gifts to entertain the Holy Son. Please don't dislike it."
Although she didn't have a good impression of the so-called Holy Son in front of her, Tang Rou still abided by the way of hospitality.
Mu Qingyun's eyes rested on Tang Rou after taking the teacup. Even though she was dressed plainly, her tenderness and intimacy were not disguised.
Not to mention her stunning face. Even though she could only look at her profile, Mu Qingyun's eyes never left her for a long time.
Smelling that fragrant scent made Mu Qingyun unable to recall it for a long time.
So is this the feeling of falling in love at first sight?
But he didn't wait for him to recall this feeling.
A pair of eyes with murderous intent had already struck his gaze.
"Where are you looking?"
Looking at Tang Ming's copper bell-like eyes, Mu Qingyun broke into cold sweat on his forehead, and he suddenly felt guilty.
He hurriedly pretended to be calm and said with a sincere face: "Even if you don't think about your own future, you still have to think about your sister. Can you bear to lead her around like this all your life?"
