"Brother, do you want me to join the Love Wind Pavilion?" Aoyue Yiren's slender eyebrows tilted slightly.
Hand of God nodded. How could he not see that Lianfeng Yaomeng seemed to be deliberately letting them take this step, but in order to find out the details of Shura and this mysterious No. 1 gang, he still did it.
"I understand." Aoyue Yiren nodded without any objection, because she was not ordinary interested in Lianfeng Yaomeng, who seemed to be too strong on her in every aspect.
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"Brother, do you think we should join that Lianfeng Pavilion? To be honest, I really admire that Lianfeng Yaomeng!" The extremely beautiful girl made an extremely beautiful voice, accompanied by a heart-stopping sweet laughter.
"casual."
"Brother, if we join, we might be able to help you get some information about Shura."
"casual!"
"Look, eldest sister and second sister, little brother Shura's face changes when he mentions it, hehe!"
"… snort!"
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The white light arrow silently shot into the peach wood demon's body, causing more than 400 damage.
Meiyu stamped her feet fiercely and almost couldn't help but throw away the short crystal staff in her hand.
"Hendian, why do you think the damage I deal is so low, not even one-tenth of others." Thinking of the scene where Lian Feng Yaomeng killed the first shield guard with one arrow, Mei Yu felt very hurt. blow.
"You are you, and she is her." Hentian had no expression on his face, and cleared away the group of monsters in front of him with one sword.
"Same profession, same skills, and her level is not higher than mine. Why am I so far behind her? I have golden equipment all over my body!"
"I'm not interested in your affairs... Now, it's time to kill." Hentian's voice suddenly turned cold, and he walked towards a group of leveling players with the Doomsday Underworld in hand.
Meiyu's pupils shrank, she bit her lips tightly and followed.
If you can't stop the devil, then try to be an angel next to the devil... One day, the scars on your body will be healed and you will be full of hope for the world again.
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When Feng Xiao was woken up by Feng Yao, it was already close to noon. After biting Feng Yao's lips a few times, he rushed out to wash up and enjoy the lunch that had been prepared.
Yang Xiruo's body's vitality has been restored to almost ten percent, and her hands can move freely. However, Feng Xiao still insisted on feeding her all three meals on the grounds that her eyes were inconvenient. He liked to see her unfocused eyes at that time, but full of satisfaction and happiness, and his guilt would fade away a little. Some.
"Xiaotian, I'll give you one minute. If I don't see your Wuchen Sword within one minute, I'll use it to pad the table legs." The first thing Feng Xiao did when he came online was to slowly and leisurely throw a big ball at Xiao Tian. bomb.
As soon as Feng Xiao finished speaking, the intercom was hung up by Xiao Tian who had no time to answer. 30 seconds later, Feng Xiao's ears sounded eight times at the same time, requesting entry.
"allow… "
Xiao Tian's "evil dog attack" was easily dodged by Feng Xiao, and he fell to the ground in a panic, but he didn't stop talking at all: "Boss, my super artifact! Super artifact!"
Feng Xiao looked at him with contempt, took out the Wuchen Sword and traded it to Xiao Tian.
"Uh... Boss, you're not fooling me, are you? Are you sure this is called the Wuchen Sword?" Looking at the thick layer of dust on the sword, it seems that it has nothing to do with the word "dustless".
"Tch! If you don't believe it, just give it to me."
"No, no... I haven't looked at the attributes yet." Xiao Tian immediately took two steps back, fearing that he would be snatched back.
The sword body and hilt combined are only one meter long, and it looks extremely old. Is it really an artifact? Xiao Tian waved his hand in confusion.
Whoosh…
Xiao Tian's casual wave gave him a feeling of cutting the air. At the same time, the dust on the sword fell off with the swing, and the light revealed was sharp and dazzling, without a trace of dust remaining.
Both of them saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.
After seeing the properties of Wuchen Sword, Xiao Tian burst into tears of excitement and almost couldn't help but kneel down and hug Feng Xiao's thigh.
"Boss, you are basically my reborn parent... It is really a super artifact... But why can't it be used until level 80? I want to die..."
Feng Xiao looked at Xiao Tian with pity. He probably felt the same as a super beauty who had been secretly in love for 800 years stripped naked and let him pick her but found that he had not yet grown a penis.
"Poor kid, work hard, you will be invincible when you reach level 80!" Feng Xiao patted him on the shoulder.
It will probably be at least a year before I reach level 80. I can see whether I can use it or not. It would be better to not have that kind of suffering.
I wonder how much this sword would be worth if it were put up for auction... I'm really looking forward to it.
"Although it is far less agile and friendly than the silver sword in my dream, it is much stronger than ordinary weapons." Xiao Tian looked over the Wuchen Sword over and over again, clicking his tongue.
"Tch!" Feng Xiao gestured to him with his middle finger with a look of disdain. Only he and Chen Bing know about the sword in the dream that Xiao Tian mentioned. According to Xiao Tian's description, it was a thin sword that seemed to be more agile than the Feather Blade. It appeared in his dreams almost every day, growing up with him in his dreams, and gradually became his biggest desire in life. and pursuit.
However, he and Chen Bing only listened to this somewhat ridiculous dream as a joke.
At this time, Jingtian from Xin'andang had already discovered that his Wuchen Sword was lost.
"Strange, why is the Wuchen Sword used to pad the legs of the cabinet missing... Mistress, go get the Star Sword under the bed in the guest room to pad the bookcase. This cabinet is not very stable. This is one of the most precious antiques in my collection. , must not be worn out..."
A minute later, Jingtian touched his head and muttered helplessly: "Oh, this Star Sword is too thin. The Wuchen Sword is better to use." After speaking, he lightly drew a circle with his finger, and with a hook of his little finger, Wuchen Sword was used. The Chen Sword has appeared in his hand.
"Well, this sword is more suitable... Oh, I don't know which friend actually helped me clean it so cleanly."
Poor Xiao Tian didn't know that the Wuchen Sword he had just stored in the warehouse was gone.
Feng Yao was giving Xi Ruo a leg massage, but neither girl was online. Thinking of Yang Xi Ruo's thighs as white as jade, Feng Xiao couldn't help but use his thoughts to lust after Xi Ruo.
"Xiao Rourou still hasn't come back... Let's go to the palace and have a look." After thinking for a moment, Feng Xiao immediately set off and ran towards the palace. In order to grow a little brother as soon as possible, Xiao Tian had already gone to level up like crazy.
After switching to the Feilong Thief Saint, Feng Xiao's basic movement speed has reached 70, and his jumping ability has also increased a lot (jumping power +1 = maximum jumping height increased by 1 meter). In less than ten minutes, he has passed through the crowded crowd. Go to Tianlong Palace.
Looking at the white mourning clothes spread throughout the Tianlong Palace, Feng Xiao sighed. Emperor Tianlong had indeed died, and he had died forever.
In front of the Tianlong main hall, the civil and military ministers, eunuchs and maids knelt on the ground. They were all crying ghosts and howls louder than their dead father. When they saw the Tianlong envoy coming in, their cries were strangely quieter. Countless glances or glances Look at him openly or secretly, with envy or jealousy, curiosity or inquiry.
"Why don't you look more handsome... As for looking at me so exaggeratedly." Feng Xiao directly ignored these looks, and after paying homage to Emperor Tianlong with his mind, he walked through the kneeling crowd as if there was no one around, and helped the kneeling person up. Shui Rourou behind Princess Shuiyue.
"Come home with me!" Feng Xiao couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he looked at the plain clothes and the pear-shaped face.
"Young Master... I, I want to observe mourning for my father for seven days." Shui Rourou sobbed softly. Emperor Tianlong had countless concubines, but his protein was not active enough and he could not give birth to a son. The responsibility of keeping filial piety fell on his two daughters.
"It's not allowed! If you, my little darling, don't feel bad for you even if you kneel for seven days and seven nights, you can come home with me immediately and leave the filial piety matters to Princess Shuiyue." Feng Xiao couldn't help but say, pulling Shui Rourou and leaving.
"But Master..."
"It's nothing but, if you don't go back, no one will take care of me and our home."
This sentence worked immediately, Shui Rourou let Fengxiao pull her away with a blush on her face.
"Zhang Tianshi... Zhang Tianshi... Damn! Stop crying, you won't survive if you cry any more!" Feng Xiao shouted impatiently, shocking Zhang Tianshi.
"It turns out...it's the Wind Soul Warrior. What time is it now? Is it time to eat?" Zhang Tianshi quickly wiped away his nose and tears and said in a hoarse voice.
Feng Xiao was so dizzy that he didn't even know how long he had been crying. "Master Zhang, send Rourou and I home. We are too tired from running."
"Oh!" Zhang Tianshi agreed in a daze, and subconsciously waved a talisman to send them away. Only when he woke up did he realize that countless eyes were looking at him strangely.
"This... this... on the day of the emperor's funeral, the dignified Tianlong secret envoy and the princess actually... actually..." The right prime minister stood up angrily, with a look of anger on his face.
"Forget it, let them go." Queen Shuiyue said calmly, as if nothing could arouse the turmoil in her heart.
Her tears had long since dried up. Although she was grieving, her mind was very clear. She understood the huge burden on her shoulders.
I am a weak woman... Is it really okay
No... you can't think like this, you absolutely can't live up to your father's expectations... My life was bought by my father with his own life, how could I let him down.
Queen Shuiyue's eyes became firmer.
"Okay Rourou, stop crying... Don't cry, little darling... If you cry again, it will become ugly..." Looking at Xiao Rourou who was still crying non-stop, Feng Xiao's head felt big.
What I am least afraid of in this life is being raped by a woman, and what I am most afraid of is women crying.
"Xiao Rourou... After losing my godfather, I still have my own young master... I won't cry anymore..."
"Woo..." Shui Rourou's tears seemed to have no end, soaking the clothes on Feng Xiao's chest.
“…”
"Don't cry!" Feng Xiao finally yelled impatiently, frightening Shui Rourou in his arms, and she stopped crying in fear.
Without saying a word, Feng Xiao pushed the soft body onto his knees, lifted up the white mourning clothes, and slapped her delicate little buttocks.
"Snapped!"
"I told you to be disobedient and still cry..."
"Ouch... It hurts so much. Master, don't hit me." Shui Rourou felt so wronged.
"Then why don't you cry anymore!" Feng Xiao slapped him again.
"I won't cry anymore... I really won't cry anymore." Shui Rourou was in pain continuously and didn't dare to cry anymore.
"This is how you behave... Did the spanking hurt you just now? Master, please rub it for you." After saying this, Feng Xiao shamelessly began to knead her two buttocks, rubbing the water on her face that was red from crying. His face was even redder.
"Remember not to cry again in the future."
"But Rourou only has two relatives, her father and the princess..." Shui Rourou said a little aggrievedly.
"Doesn't the young master count?" Feng Xiao's hand was slightly stronger.
"Master..."
"Little darling, have you forgotten what I said before? From the day you walked in, you belong to me, and no one can take you away. So, even if you have to cry in the future, you can only cry for me. Do you understand?" Feng Xiao said in her ear.
"Crying only for the young master?"
Shui Rourou repeated Feng Xiao's words, and suddenly felt that she liked his words very much.
Shui Rourou immediately wiped away her tears and whispered, "Yes! From now on, Rourou will only cry for the young master."
"You are so good... Come on, let's go in and change clothes." Feng Xiao chuckled, picked up Shui Rourou around her waist, and walked towards her room.
Half an hour later, Shui Rourou walked out in a princess costume. The feeling of weakness in her body made her almost fall down several times. When she was changing clothes just now, Feng Xiao kept touching her hands up and down, causing her to even change her underwear once.
"This kind of Rourou is beautiful... Well, a hundred times better than those so-called beautiful female celebrities."
"What is a Jade Star?" Shui Rourou's big eyes were full of confusion.
"...a female creature with strong expressiveness and sexual desire, roughly like this." Feng Xiao said without blushing, and then took out a cyan seed from his backpack.
"Your sister Xiruo will be here later. If you have nothing to do, just keep it and play with it and see what can grow." Feng Xiao put the seeds of Ling Xiangxiang into Shui Rourou's hand.
"Yes! Master, Sister Xiruo likes to plant various flowers and plants." Shui Rourou replied softly, with a slight smile finally showing on her face.
"By the way, young master, my father said to the princess yesterday when he was dying... He said..." Rourou suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't know whether she should say it out loud.
"What did you say? Does it have anything to do with me?" Feng Xiaoqi asked.
"Yes... the emperor said that the princess should either not marry. If she wants to marry, it can only be... young master. The emperor said that he is not worried about marrying someone else."
thump!
Feng Xiao covered his hurt head and glanced at the sun in the sky in confusion.
"What's going on with this old emperor? I've only met him a few times, and I've known him for less than a month. Why is he always so special to me? He puts all the good things in my hands for various reasons, and even Both daughters want to give it to me..."
"Could it be that I really have the legendary spirit of a bastard, and that the tiger's body was shaken and he was impressed?"
Although Feng Xiao was bohemian on the surface, he was extremely thoughtful. When Emperor Tianlong gave him the task of collecting Ice Spirit Grass, he had already felt that the Emperor was special to him. Because although this task is extremely difficult, it will definitely not result in a reward territory.
what is the reason behind the scene? Feng Xiao is puzzled.
"What did Princess Shuiyue say?" Feng Xiao asked expectantly.
"The princess said she would never marry..." Shui Rourou looked at him worriedly, fearing that he would show an angry expression.
"As expected... Damn, I really don't believe it. She's just the Queen. How am I not worthy of her... Well, conquering the Queen seems to be a good choice." Feng Xiao chuckled, and his eyes suddenly became dangerous.
Feng Xiao's arrogance is innate and runs deep into his bones. Xiao Tian and Chen Bing both understood that he was a master who could break his neck without bowing his head, and break his bones without kneeling down. The pride engraved in his bones allows him to despise anyone, but does not allow anyone to despise him.
"Little dear, take good care of the house." Feng Xiao said, touching Shui Rourou's little face.
"Well, Master, come back soon." Shui Rourou's eyes showed reluctance, but he knew that the Master was a man who wanted to do "big things" and could not and could not keep him at home with her. She just needs to tidy up the house every day, and then count on her fingers until he comes home.
After Feng Xiao went out, he went to the weapon shop as quickly as possible and spent 2 gold coins to buy 20 level 10 assassin daggers under the strange look of the old blacksmith. Then he cast the Infinite Space Gate and returned to a scene deeply imprinted in his mind - the Horrible Forest.
Shennong Ding, you are mine!