Chapter 1070

Because she was so clearly rejected by her sweetheart, and today is the introduction and Acceptance Meeting of the disciples of wenyuezong, in front of dozens of future younger martial brothers and sisters, Shen bullying frost only felt that she had never been so ashamed in her life.

The woman's eyes are red, and the crystal tears are contained in her eyes. If she wants to fall, she looks like the pear flower with rain, which is very poor.

Even if the people present knew that night non cold had never given Shen Yushuang any expectations, let alone the behavior of hanging her, but at the moment, watching the beauty cry, there were still many people secretly lamenting that night non cold was also as iron as taro.

Such a charming beauty, who doesn't get confused?

However, seeing the little fox in red next to the white sword cultivation, I can't help but envy the good fortune of night non cold. Even if Shen Yushuang really breaks away from the hanging sword peak in the future, Su Qinghuan, a rookie, will continue to accompany night non cold.

Even if the friar knows that cultivation is important, but Su Qinghuan says she wants to practice red world Kendo, in fact, not many people really care so much.

Because in their opinion, not to mention ordinary women, even men, few can stand the hardships of practicing red world Kendo all year round.

After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to win Yuanying in their life. Even if they arrive, they are afraid that hundreds or even thousands of years have passed in a hurry.

To be a monk or nun for hundreds or thousands of years and keep your body of Yuanyang and Yuanyin is actually a great test for ordinary people.

It's no wonder that even if so many people choose red world Kendo, they simply give up learning from the highest mental skill and prefer to choose a Taoist partner to spend the long lonely time of 100 years.

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When seeing that those people gossip about themselves, or sympathize with them or look at the good play, Shen bullying Shuang's heart was like a knife.

Her face was pale, and her two lines of clear tears rolled down. She could no longer care about herself. As the beloved daughter of the ethereal peak leader and the first disciple of the biography, she should have stayed in the hall and continued to attract students for her peak, but she just wanted to run away.

Unfortunately, before she went out, she bumped into a man's arm because she didn't look at the road.

At this time, some people deliberately stand in the way and ridicule themselves!

Shen bullying Shuang was already indignant. At the thought of this, her tears fell more fiercely. If she didn't want to, she looked up and denounced.

"Roll -"

A good dog is out of the way!

Shen bully frost originally wanted to push away the other party directly, but she didn't expect that she ran into Murong Lingtian.

She had been late before. She didn't know Murong Lingtian at the moment. Naturally, she couldn't know how many peak masters this terrible talent made. She even asked the leader of yuezong to fight openly and secretly.

But Shen Yushuang is really a Yan control. When she saw the attractive face of the young man, her tears stopped subconsciously.

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Before, Shen Yushuang's sincerity was all tied to ye Feihan. In addition, he knew that the hanging sword peak was going to receive his own disciples, and he also asked ye Feihan to take it with him. Where is Shen Yushuang free to pay attention to the people next to him.

Therefore, she had not looked at the young man held by Su Xier before.

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Now as soon as Shen bully Shuang looked up and saw the other party's frightening face, even if she compared her thought of Ye Feihan night senior brother, the young disciple would not be inferior at all.

I saw a man with long eyebrows and hair like crow feathers, which set off the extraordinary white color of the skin, but he didn't seem Niang at all. Even in terms of temperament, Murong Lingtian's eyes were as deep as the sea, which was more exploratory.

After all, Murong Lingtian once experienced the massacre of the whole family. Even when laughing, it makes people feel inexplicably cold and melancholy.

This contradictory and confused temperament has always been the most attractive to young girls.

Even though Shen Yushuang is now a golden elixir nun over 100 years old, in essence, she is very well raised under the favor of her father Qingxu shangzun, and her mind is not much different from that of a little girl.

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As a result, Shen Yushuang, who was still very arrogant and domineering, wiped his tears and bowed his head to Murong Lingtian to apologize.

"Hold... Sorry."

For the sake of such a handsome young man, it really doesn't seem like he wants to be in power on purpose.

"No harm."

Murong Lingtian nodded faintly to the nun in the blue and white Taoist robe, and didn't say much.

In addition to eating shriveled food in the non cold side of the night, Shen bullying frost has never given any cold treatment to any young man. Yes, even if it is plain treatment, it has never been.

Shen bully frost felt a trace of unspeakable discomfort in her heart, but it was not easy to reveal it. She glanced at Su Xi'er, who had a sense of crisis and quickly held Murong Lingtian's hand more firmly.

Vaguely, Shen bullying Shuang feels that Su Xi'er is somewhat similar to Su Qinghuan, who previously disgusted her.

But in terms of appearance, even if Shen deceived Shuang had previously told the little fox a village girl, he didn't admit that the little fox was good-looking, and Su Xier's appearance was in the immortal world, and the posture of people in the sentence was flattered.

How could this very handsome young junior brother take a fancy to such a woman?

Shen bullying Shuang subconsciously crossed a doubt in her heart, but she was still full of the pain of being rejected by night Feihan in front of everyone. Naturally, she wouldn't think much. She quickly ran out of the hall.

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Standing beside Su Qinghuan, Qingxu shangzun never saw his spoiled daughter apologize to a boy.

Middle aged uncle Mei sighed on the spot.

"I can't see that it's time to bully frost and take the initiative to admit his mistake."

When the little fox heard this, he was speechless.

I dare to respect the emptiness. What else can I praise?

This is just the most basic question of politeness, isn't it?

Su Qinghuan felt that the Qingxu superior's way of educating his children was very spicy. As a result, he saw that the middle-aged uncle Mei was still staring at Murong Lingtian thoughtfully.

And the look in his eyes was not as simple as before. He just wanted to accept each other as his own disciple.

To put it mildly, I feel that my future son-in-law is commenting.

……

Realizing this, the little fox was struck by thunder.

"Misty grass, tong'er, will my idea really come true?"

"I thought Shen Lishuang was not very good, but her father lost money happily, but he just couldn't raise children. Now it seems that the father and daughter are more shameless than each other."

"Even if Su Xi'er is not a good thing, she is still holding Murong Lingtian's hand and proclaiming that the famous grass has a master. As a result, the Qingxu elder intended to catch a son-in-law for her because his daughter surprised Hong?"

Perhaps aware of the shocked eyes of the little fox, Murong Lingtian swept towards Su Qinghuan.

Their eyes collided in the air for an instant——