"Jin Xiuming, what nonsense are you talking about!" Lin Fu's face turned pale with a fragrant scent, and the long sword circled around, emitting an extremely bright light, and rolled away toward Jin Xiuming.
Jin Xiuming immediately showed a shocked expression. It is not that he and Lin Fuxiang have not fought, and they have a good understanding of her waterfall swordsmanship, but as Lin Fuxiang's sword light spilled out, this power was actually so powerful. Far beyond his expectations!
He cried strangely and backed back again and again, not daring to stun Lin Fuxiang's sharpness.
I haven't seen each other for more than a month, how come she has become so powerful like a change of person!
Seeing Jin Mingxiu's continuous defeat, all his three followers shouted, Qi Qi attacked Lin Fuxiang to relieve Jin Xiuming's pressure.
After being blocked by these three people, Jin Xiuming took a sigh of relief and his face became very ugly.
Before that, his strength had always been on par with Lin Fuxiang, but now he was killed so much that he could only run away in embarrassment, so why did he feel so embarrassed
He shouted angrily, joined the battle group, and fought Lin Fuxiang with the other three.
Lin Fuxiang had no fear, his long sword pierced and chopped, very mysterious. Although it was one enemy four, the waterfall sword technique repaired by Zhou Heng was so wonderful that not only did she not fall under the wind, but she even had the upper hand!
She was full of surprises, and she renewed her admiration for Zhou Heng.
"Bitch, why don't you ask your concubine to go together?" Seeing that Jin Xiuming couldn't match Lin Fuxiang with his skills, he started to create another battlefield and sprayed dung with his mouth full.
Lin Fuxiang had never been splashed with such dirty water, could not help being angry and angry, and danced the long sword in his hand even more anxiously.
"Haha, the little bitch protects the adulterer, knowing that the little bastard has nothing to do!" Jin Xiuming backed away in embarrassment, his mouth was so stinky that he withstood most of Lin Fuxiang's attack.
"Bitch, this little white face doesn't have a marshal, and the other is strong. How do you like him? Is it too cool for him to do it?"
"Fuck, I knew you were like this a long time ago, what effort will this young man take to pursue you? Let me directly let you taste the skill of this young man!"
Lin Fu was trembling with fragrance. She knew that Jin Xiuming was a dude and sensual, and she could see that she could barely maintain the image of Young Master Pian Pian. She didn't expect this person to be so vulgar and vulgar inside!
She showed great power, and the improved waterfall swordsmanship made her more and more proficient and mellow, and the sky was full of her fierce sword light.
"Young Master Jin, we can't stand it anymore!"
"Let's withdraw!"
All three of Jin Xiuming's followers shouted loudly. Although they are under less pressure, if Jin Xiuming does something, they will peel off if they die!
"Ah—" Jin Xiuming let out a scream, hitting a sword in his left arm, blood splashed, and the pain made his tears flow, "Go! Go!"
After he flicked his sword, he turned around and ran away. The three attendants hurriedly provided cover for him, and the four quickly retreated.
"Huh!" Lin Fu walked back with a fragrant smell. Although she was the one who had the upper hand, she was really angry enough by Jin Xiuming's words, and her chest was still undulating, swaying seductive waves.
"Senior—" She walked to Zhou Heng's side and stopped, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.
Previously, Jin Xiuming and others devalued Zhou Heng as worthless. Although those people couldn't vomit ivory from their mouths, they had no reason to deliberately fabricate a story. So what's the point
She was not a stupid person, she suddenly thought that Zhou Heng had never really fought against herself from start to finish. What he showed was only his talent in martial arts, and never showed his true realm!
Lin Fuxiang couldn't help but stared Miaomu closely at Zhou Heng, and finally stayed on his lips, as if there were flowers growing there, staring intently.
-Zhou Heng's lips are covered with fine hairs. This is because he hasn't grown into a real man, and his beard is not much different from the hairs.
But even if her father had shaved his beard, he would leave a piece of scum, which is completely different!
A peerless strong man can keep his youth forever, but can he restore his body to his teenage years
"You, how old are you?" Lin Fuxiang felt vaguely, as if she had been fooled!
"Seventeen!" Zhou Heng hadn't planned to lie to her from the beginning, it was Lin Fuxiang who insisted on calling him senior, what could he do? Therefore, he answered with confidence, and added, "After the new year, it will be eighteen!"
Lin Fuxiang was almost dizzy!
She actually called for a long time at a young man who was two years younger than herself! And she acted like a spoiled child to him, this, this, now looking back, she only felt that her face was hot and feverish, and she wanted to find a hole to bury herself in!
Shame!
What a shame! It's so exasperating! This kid clearly knew that he had made a big misunderstanding, but he didn't make it clear, so he kept the misunderstanding and was very happy to watch him make a fool of himself
She stared at Zhou Heng closely with black and white eyes that were full of bitterness and enmity, and her teeth rattled.
"You bastard!" Her pretty face was flushed with shame, and she was indescribably bright.
Zhou Heng spread his hands and said, "I said that I am not a senior, you must call it!"
Lin Fuxiang thought for a while, it was true, but who would have thought that a young man could completely crack her waterfall swordsmanship? Who could have imagined that a young man would not even have the ability to defend and dodge with a single sword swing
After Zhou Heng helped her improve the waterfall swordsmanship, she naturally believed in Zhou Heng's predecessor status. Who thought, who thought...
I really want to die, forget it!
Lin Fuxiang's pretty face burned like fire. She stared at Zhou Heng fiercely, with her hands on her hips, and said, "Little villain, how can you compensate me for making my sister so ugly?"
What, suddenly he was promoted from a junior to a sister, and he also fell from a senior to the level of a little villain
Zhou Heng looked at this beautiful girl with a smile, and turned into anger, using this method to cover up his embarrassment? He scratched his head and said, "What do you want?"
Lin Fuxiang held her fragrant cheeks for a while. In fact, strictly speaking, she took a huge advantage. After the completion, the waterfall sword technique can be said to be invaluable, and it will become the most powerful martial art of the Nine Spirit Sect. !
But he was so ugly, could he spare this nasty guy so easily
The most important thing is that this bastard is still unaware of it, and it makes her angry just looking at it!
"I want to get my dad a New Year's gift before I go to the mountains to try my luck!" She thought about it, and clapped her hands, "Let's do it, if you help me get a gift that satisfies me, I will not blame it!"
This bastard's strength is very strong, and if he joins hands with himself, it is enough to slay a monster in the Bone Refining Realm!
Zhou Heng couldn't help but laughed, and said, "What I prepared for you does not lose its original meaning!"
"The most important thing is your mind!" Lin Fuxiang gave him a white look, and felt that this kid's face was hateful and made her angry just looking at it.
"Since the most important thing is the heart, any gift is the same!" Zhou Heng followed her words.
"You—" Lin Fuxiang is about to explode, why is there such a nasty guy!
"Okay, let's find a gift!" Zhou Heng nodded, he suddenly thought that his father would return during the Chinese New Year, and he also wanted to send Zhou Dinghai a gift.
Lin Fuxiang glanced at him, wondering why this little villain, little villain suddenly changed his mind
Is it possible to please yourself
Humph, she is not so easy to deal with!
The two started to move forward, searching all over the mountains and plains.
The Pingtian Mountains are a huge treasure house, with precious spiritual grass and exotic fruits, rare metal minerals, and monsters! Some monster beasts can only be eaten as food, but some monster beasts are perfect tonic, and their efficacy is not inferior to that of spirit grass!
That's what it says, but if two people want to find spiritual grass, minerals, and monsters in the deep mountains, it will take great luck!
Coupled with the heavy snow closing the mountain at this time, it is even more difficult.
The two walked all day and found nothing. When night fell, they found a clean cave and hid in, set up a fire to drive away the cold. Lin Fuxiang was still ashamed, but didn't mean to talk to Zhou Heng at all.
Zhou Heng was even more peaceful, leaning against the wall of the cave, closing his eyes, and began to delve into Ling Tian's second pose.
From the inability to move an inch at the beginning, to slowly grasping the form, and then to the realization of a little bit of meaning now, Zhou Heng has a feeling that the deeper he grasps, the less the consumption of Ling Tianjiu style, but the power is actually reversed. Bigger!
Ling Tian nine styles, it seems that the heaven and the earth created nature, if only the shape is available, you need to use your own true energy to forcefully push the sword technique. But if you master the mind, you can resonate with the heavens and the earth, with one sword moving, the heavens and the earth respond.
Zhou Heng has a fanatical pursuit of martial arts. There is a high mountain in front of him waiting for him to conquer. He is naturally full of excitement. How can he care about an awkward young lady.
Seeing Zhou Heng's eyes closed, Lin Fuxiang couldn't help but bursts of fire in his heart.
Do you look ugly? This bastard didn't even look at her straight, but closed his eyes! If you know how many young talents in the Nine Spirits Sect are around her, you will be very excited when you say a word to her. Now Miss Lin is sitting next to him, but this bastard closed his eyes pretendingly
hateful!
The corners of Lin Fuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, and she imagined Zhou Heng kneeling at her feet, crying bitterly and begging her for mercy, and she couldn't help but laugh when she thought of her pride.
When she laughed, she knew it was broken. As expected, Zhou Heng glanced at herself with a strange look!
Despised! Actually be despised!
She was so embarrassed that she almost banged her head on the stone.
She turned her back and did not look at Zhou Heng. She stared at a slightly protruding stone on the mountain wall, as if thinking of it as Zhou Heng. I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and I fell asleep.
"This hateful fellow! This lady will definitely, definitely, definitely clean up you!"
She muttered in dreams.
PS: I think this chapter is quite fun~