Qiu Yutian's face is full of spring, and her cheeks are like peaches and plums. She thinks that Qin Yingjian Zun, who is deeply in her heart, is going to express herself today.

Then, Qin yingjianzun really drank too much.

Her eyes were full of deep feelings, staring at Qiu Yutian.

Qiu Yutian's heart beat wildly.

It's said that after drinking, Qin Ying is going to confess to our headmaster's younger martial sister? They can make it! The whole Lingshan sword sect is looking forward to it.

Who knows, Feng Xingying says two words: "Mo'er."

She also affectionately stretched out her hand and quickly fell on Qiu Yutian's face, but it didn't really fall down. Hanging in front of her like this, she seemed to touch a dream. She didn't dare to do it, for fear that it would be broken.

"Mohr, I miss you so much." Feng Xingying, with the strength of wine, shows deep affection.

Qin Molin, also known as Qin Mo, can also be called Mo'er.

"Mo'er, I haven't eaten your food for many days. I think the whole world is tasteless. I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. I feel my heart is empty. Will you miss me? "

Having said that, she was already drunk and took out her sword and began to dance wildly. The sword is crazy and full of tears.

The sword is the voice of the heart.

Language can deceive people, expression can deceive people, but swordsmanship is very difficult.

Feng Xingying really put the missing of Qin Molin into the sword.

Qiu Yutian looked a little crazy, but quietly retreated to the third martial uncle.

"Oh, what a pity. You met too late. " The third martial uncle shook his head helplessly.

"Qin Ying is really poor." Qiu Yutian could not help sighing: "it must be very happy to be her woman. Fortunately, I haven't been attracted to him yet. I'll find a man who is infatuated with me in the future. "

"The leader is wise."

The Lingshan sword sect is a little bit different now.

……

The next day into the water city, Lingshan sword sent people to Feng Xingying and no different, still think she is a good brother.

Wangshui City, the most is the pub, everywhere is noisy, bold and unconstrained sound of drinking, and dressed in a few inches of silk thread of beauty dancing in the street, this lively, really can be worth a small country.

It's just that Feng Xingying didn't meet the story of murdering women in the street in the land of curse.

Qiu Yutian, a decent woman with some beauty and a pure face, walked into wangshuicheng, which naturally caused all kinds of sighs and teasing, but no one really started, just chanted and talked incessantly.

After Feng Xingying released a powerful sword, almost no one dared to provoke them.

After all, this is a part of Yunxi's mainland. There is no spiritual power, but only the cultivation of force and sword skills. Zun class is already the top class. There is no other Zun class except for the famous men such as wengongzi, jigongzi and qingongzi.

Feng Xingying's sword is so powerful that the effect is really good.

Qiu Yutian can't help looking at Feng Xingying again. It's really handsome, cool and exciting!

Wangshuicheng's worship of the strong is far better than that of other places in Yunxi's mainland, because the spirit of fengxingying's sword has attracted bursts of worship and applause.

The most helpless thing is that the dancing beauties want to get close to Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying has no choice but to help her forehead. She says: the next time a woman disguises as a man, she must dress up as an old man. What's the matter with the peach blossom?

Fortunately, Qiu Yutian and Lingshan sword sent others to help her drive away the rotten peach blossom.

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