Moon Between Clouds

The subjugated prince Nan Rongyuxiao VS the first-rank military commander Murong Xiao Copywriting The war drums were beating on the battlefield. Nan Rongyuxiao was wearing a golden battle armor and a golden mask. He was riding a white war horse with an upright posture. What is hanging on his waist today is - Yunxiao Sword! Will he use Yunxiao sent by Murong Xiao to fight him on the battlefield? Murong Xiao could see the familiar red sword spikes from a distance, which he had carefully selected one by one. Murong Xiao broke out in a cold sweat the moment he saw Yunxiao Sword appear on his waist. Jiang Heng was also shocked at the same time. He asked Murong Xiao in disbelief: "That is... The Yunxiao Sword? How could Nanrong Yuxiao have that Yunxiao Sword?" Murong Xiao did not answer. He suppressed his rapid breathing, his hands trembled slightly, and he touched the sword spike at his waist. A chill instantly spread throughout his body. After a soreness in his nose, he gritted his teeth tightly and tried to calm down the messy Qi. The war flags were waving, the war drums were beating, and Nan Rongyu Xiao rode his war horse forward. He calmly pulled out the Yunxiao Sword and pointed it at Murong Xiao, intending to fight him alone. These two have fought against each other many times before, but they have never been able to tell the difference. Today, there is a feeling that they must decide the winner before they can give up. Tens of thousands of soldiers from both sides on the battlefield witnessed this scene. They held their breaths and did not dare to make a sound. They could only hear the sound of wind and sand whistling in their ears. Murong Xiao and Nan Rongyuxiao jumped up from their horses almost at the same time, their swords clashed in mid-air, their sword energy traveled horizontally, and their sword light shot out. The sword that Nan Rongyu Xiao used before, and today I saw his swordsmanship... Was so exactly the same as Murong Xiao's. The two men's skills were as fast as lightning, their sword moves were exquisite, and the sword light flickered so hard that people couldn't open their eyes. Both sides had to shout out their excitement, and the victory or defeat of each move was just a hair's breadth away. After a few moves, Murong Xiao gradually became confused. Each move was filled with bits and pieces of their past. The two swords of Yun Ying and Yun Xiao were once so perfect, but now they have reached the point where they can destroy each other. He couldn't help but leave room for his attacks, but that man didn't leave any room today, and it seemed that he wanted to kill him with every move he made. Does he want to use Yunxiao Sword to take his life? The words of the day of the peace talks are still in my ears and in my heart. "Every day and every moment I spend with you makes me feel extremely sick..." "Murong Xiao, I have never fallen in love with you..." "Never..." During the fight, Nan Rongyuxiao's golden mask slipped off, revealing a peerlessly handsome face. He did not have the sad look on Murong Xiao's face, but was very calm and decisive, with indifferent eyes and fierce attacks, seemingly unaffected by anything. After a few moves, Murong Xiao, who was in a state of confusion, had already gained the upper hand. His mind became more and more confused, and the sword in his hand began to tremble slightly. He lost his mind in this confusion, and his arm was deeply scratched by the sword. Blood spurted out instantly, and the opponent suddenly stopped. The beautiful eyes were tinged with moisture at this moment. Murong Xiao would never forget those eyes for the rest of his life. The person he was looking for was right in front of him, but he used the swordsmanship he taught him every move and the sword he gave him to hurt him so much! Nan Rongyuxiao closed his eyes, and when the other party was in a trance, he took the opportunity to pierce the Yunxiao Sword into Murong Xiao's chest. Before the blood in his arm stopped, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. He looked down in disbelief and looked down to see the Yunxiao Sword piercing his chest. This sword that he had cast so much love for in the past, turned out to be so painful. Murong Xiao heard that his heart was completely broken. He stared hard at the person in front of him and saw the Yunxiao Sword he was holding inserted into his chest. Murong Xiao smiled coldly and held the sword blade with his bare hands. The sharp blade immediately cut open the palm of his hand, and blood flowed crazily from the fingers. He used his last bit of inner strength to break the Yunxiao Sword stuck in his chest. This exquisitely forged sword broke into several pieces after a crisp sound. Nanrong Yuxiao was so shaken by this internal force that he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and everything fell from the sky to ashes. Murong Xiao's eyes went dark, and his ears started to buzz. He fell in a pool of blood, and heard the cheers of the Crescent Soldiers before he lost consciousness. "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince killed Murong Xiao." "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is mighty..." "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..." Intention: As white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds