In the vast green sky, several gorgeous sword lights came through the air.
On those long swords, there were young men and women in blue and white Taoist robes.
Just looking at it from a distance, I feel like a fairy stepping on the moon.
When they were close, Su Xi'er, who stood in the front and had not seen much of the world, couldn't help holding his breath.
It's really beautiful, especially the head. It's obvious that the white sword repair of the stars and the moon is not cold at night. Who is it?
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When Su Xier saw these men and women, she felt a little more inferiority complex. When she saw that night Feihan jumped down from the sword and was the first to run to Su Qinghuan in bright red, her heart was even more jealous.
The night was not cold, and naturally noticed Su Xi'er's very uncomfortable eyes.
The man didn't like it, but he didn't have time to pay attention to such villains at the moment. He almost subconsciously held Su Qinghuan's shoulder and tried to look at her from top to bottom to see if the woman had any hair damage.
"Younger martial sister Su, are you all right? I didn't always pay attention to the movement of this confused forest in the cold before. When I heard that the younger martial brother said there was a crazy iron backed black bear, I came here immediately. Are you hurt?"
Su Qinghuan was embarrassed by Ye Feihan's eyes, which seemed to look at fragile porcelain. Especially, ye Feihan didn't come alone. Behind him, there were many young men and women in wenyuezong's blue and white Taoist robes.
Because the night is not cold and has a special attitude towards Su Qinghuan, everyone looks at Su Qinghuan in the same direction.
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In particular, there are several beautiful female practitioners who follow night non cold this time. It seems that they are interested in night non cold, because the performance of night non cold is also meaningful to see Su Qinghuan's eyes.
That look is not very bad, but there is absolutely no welcome.
——Although ye Feihan cultivates the mortal world and can't get a wife and have children for the time being, ask yuezong who doesn't know that this young genius sword cultivation is now the cultivation achievement in the later stage of Jindan. Although there is still a gap from Yuanying, with ye Feihan's ability, it's only a matter of time.
At that time, the night is not cold. As long as we don't find the female monk of the same practice of the world of mortals in xuanjianfeng, isn't that an opportunity to become another Taoist partner? Everyone can look forward to it?
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"Elder martial brother, I'm really fine. Do you think I look like I was bullied by the iron backed black bear?"
Thinking that she would make enemies everywhere before she officially entered the inner door of the hanging sword peak, Su Qinghuan was embarrassed and speechless. She could only take a cold look at the night and signaled that the man could take down the claw holding her shoulder.
If it weren't for the fact that ye Feihan's Kendo couldn't be contaminated with male and female affairs, Su Qinghuan would doubt whether this guy was really interested in himself. Otherwise, why was he so nervous?
It seems to make complaints about the fox's system, and the system is 233 cool.
"Host, of course, people are worried. You don't think about it. Before you officially become a pro disciple of xuanjian peak, you took another 5000 top-grade spirit stones and an incalculable value of naxu ring."
"Why do you have the face to boast of being charming and say that others love you? Can't he love his investment?"
"... well, tong'er, I'll admit that what you said is somewhat reasonable."
Su Qinghuan was defeated, but when he looked at the night's non cold eyes, he still had some helplessness and connivance.
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Night Feihan was obviously a great straight man. He looked at Su Qinghuan vaguely. Obviously, he didn't understand why Su Qinghuan's white eyes came from. Instead, he continued to pull Su Qinghuan up and down with great joy.
"Ah, really? I knew younger martial sister Tianzong was a wizard. I can't feel the iron backed black bear. Was it because she was killed by younger martial sister?"
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Seeing that night is not cold, he still holds on to himself, and even praises himself as a spiritual wizard. Su Qinghuan has a thick skin to boast about himself in system 233.
But at this time, it is inevitable that the roots of the ears turn red.
She chatted up and smiled, but she didn't take up this genius gimmick.
"Elder martial brother, I praise the crazy iron backed black bear. Although I can guide and lure the enemy in-depth, the most important thing is the hand of master Murong. It was the black bear killed by master Murong."
Murong Lingtian will be famous all over the world sooner or later. He can't stop it.
After all, wenyuezong claims to be a famous sect, but the strong ones accumulated over thousands of years can't beat Murong Lingtian, a king like a son of heaven.
Therefore, Su Qinghuan never felt it necessary to take advantage of Murong Lingtian's reputation.
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Hearing that he was named, Murong Lingtian raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the woman in a gorgeous red dress not far away.
The man thought that Su Qinghuan's previous threat to the appearance of the Mencius of Wenyue sect was actually less than half a cup of tea. If he didn't cooperate with Su Qinghuan to kill the black bear, he was afraid that he would suffer now.
A cold feeling from the bottom of my heart spread to Murong Lingtian's limbs and bones.
But this cold feeling is not because the night is not cold, but because the night is not cold and the little fox are so close as if no one else. The man is inexplicably uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart.
He laughed from the bottom of his heart.
——Su Qinghuan had only known this night Feihan for a few days. According to the situation, it was like abandoning all the secular education and treating this night elder martial brother as a close friend or even family member who had known him for more than ten years.
Even if the immortal cultivation world doesn't pay attention to men's and women's defense, Su Qinghuan has only been in contact with the immortal for a short month. She can let a foreign man talk to her like this. It's really impolite!
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Thinking of this, Murong Lingtian's poker face became more and more like others owed him 800 hanging top-grade spirit stones.
It was night Feihan who finally loosened Su Qinghuan's shoulder. He turned around and picked his eyebrow at Murong Lingtian.
"It turned out that the young master subdued the evil animal. Your Excellency successfully built the foundation at a young age. Indeed, he was a genius from ancient times."
Murong Lingtian certainly knew that night non cold was just polite. After all, night non cold was also a genius who mutated the wind spirit root. As the first person of the younger generation of wenyuezong, he was afraid that the path of practice was far more smooth than that of the exterminator like him.
Murong Lingtian coldly nodded to night Feihan.
"You're welcome."
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Soon, Su Qinghuan, Murong Lingtian, Su Xier and others were brought back to the wenyuezong door.
They all have a spirit ring for customs clearance. In terms of natural talent, Murong Lingtian is the most important. A battle to rob people is about to begin.
Unexpectedly, a beautiful female voice suddenly appeared.
"Where is the woman named Su Qinghuan?"
"It's just a double spiritual root, but elder Qinghe will accept it as his own disciple? Why?!"