Ah, Senior Brother is Actually a Sister!

"Next —" The referee with the long beard obviously enjoyed the enthusiastic attention of the crowd. After all the appetites were lifted, the beard was touched, and Shi Ran was added to make up the context. Meng Qianyao. "

"Ge Laozi! Why are these two little girls fighting?"

"What about a good fierce **** to kill stars?"

"I just pressed fifty fine spirits. Isn't this a pit?"

However, no matter how eager the audience is to wait to watch the life-and-death duel between the two masters, they cannot influence the organizer's decision-outsiders do not know what consensus has been reached between the high-level secret voice conversations of several factions. The one-on-one game was delayed-changed to another game that didn't hurt.

Even if the two sides of the game are the famous gentle female disciples of Nissan Valley, and the young Chonghua Swordsman who is now in the limelight, they will not be more attractive than the showdown between Su Yan and Jasven.

"Let's see, the winner must be me!" Jasven threw a arrogant declaration and turned to leave.

——Shangguanyi is dead, don't let that woman think about it and cause any trouble!

"Huh." Su Yan chuckled indifferently, turned to look at the stage where the sword was stretched out, and gave Tong Tong a soothing look.

——Meng Qianyao's level, but Seoul, can win.

In Su Yan's eyes, the Tong Tong girl who has been adjusted by her = has been reborn. For these opponents of the same level, it should be invincible, and she is invincible in the super junkyard!

At first she was a little worried, but when she saw Zhu Yingyi who defeated Qian Yumen, she strengthened this idea.

She thought that Tong Tong should be looking forward to such a show of strength—but for the two parties, it was an embarrassing meeting—the so-called love and rivals were extremely jealous!

Tong Tong couldn't understand why, in addition to envy and complexity in the eyes of this Qianyao girl, there was so much shame and resentment?

The small face of Shui Lingling was fainted with carmine, like a ripe peach, which was particularly delicious when looked at, making people want to bite up.

——Remembering that tender and juicy taste, Tong Tong wiped a handful of non-existent saliva, and calculated that he would touch two fruits in the fruit forest of the mountain behind Qingyunyuan after a game to solve the problem.

This guy who remembers to eat and toss obviously forgets that his sinful claws have been lightly indifferent to other girls. To this day, Meng Qianyao has left an indelible shadow. Seeing her brilliant eyes, it was subconscious. Take a small step back.

Tong Tong saw her look different, so she remembered: This girl looks like, probably, seems like ... Fancy a big brother?

-How can this be?

As soon as the small face sank, the appetite faded, and even looking at the other person's face was not as seductive as peaches-after applying so much powder, the face was so scary that it seemed to be sprinkled with baking powder The sandwiches are not delicious at all!

A careful glance at Su Yan, no expression on the indifferent face, but there was a deep tenderness in his eyes. Tong Tong's heart trembled, and he felt blushing and heart warming.

Biting her lower lip, she didn't open her face shyly, but she suddenly changed color when she faced Meng Qianyao, and turned into a murderous glare: Come on, my rival! Even a girl, I wo n’t show mercy!

Her superb eyes made Meng Qianyao also feel a kind of boiling warfare, and her beautiful eyes gazed at her without giving up.

Fight and get ready.

Luzhou Xunxiang Courtyard, a chamber in the back hall.

The silver-haired woman was sitting on a rosewood chair, and she carried a colored ribbon on her fingertips, and a creamy jade pendant on the other end, engraved with a fine pattern, which was of extraordinary origin.

Her sitting posture was decent, and she could teach people to make a mistake, but with a little impatience on her face, Ling's voice struck like a ring, and Qingyue brought a natural coolness: "I Your daughter is here. Give her up or kill you. "

On the soft couch opposite her, there was a man leaning—painting eyebrows flying obliquely, like a knife, Dan Fengyan's eyes were slender, peach blossom lips were tender, and it was born with a charming style—if not obvious in the throat. The bulge is truly an indescribable beauty.

This person is now one of the leading figures of the magic gate, the lord of Xiaoyaozong, Wu Xin.

"Well, why do you still have to kill people for so many years? My young lady." He crooked weakly on the couch, carelessly taking care of the half-opened placket, covering 袒 = the large white area exposed. His chest seemed to be indifferent to being disturbed by people-he was kneeling at the foot of a sturdy man with naked body = naked, with red eyes and heavy breathing, apparently he had not returned from the joy a few moments ago. Come on.

——Even if the heart is dissatisfied, but he does not dare to disobey the intention of the master, the naked man rolls his throat, but presses his arms to relax the tight muscles and waits respectfully.

In the eyes of the man on the couch, then the sharp killing power faded, a little satisfaction was crossed, and the light blue sleeves waved gently, and the kneeling man left silently.

Only Wu Xin and the silver-haired woman remained in the room.

The two of them each occupy one side, the atmosphere is a bit condensed, and in the room where the extravagant atmosphere is drenched, it is even more depressing-but the two of them read the full text of copper coins without even realizing it.

After listening to Wu Xin for a long time, he turned away from the topic: "I haven't seen you in such a long time, how is the young lady doing well?"

"I don't remember." She was no longer in a hurry to greet others, and twirled Cai between her fingers, Man said back.

"Oh? Why didn't you find your fiance, He Qing, but instead look for this seat? Is it Miss Deng Leng, in fact, it looks like this seat?" Wu Xin touched his tender cheek, smiling brightly. Asked.

"The old man is dead, and the marriage contract is naturally nullified." Leng Yan, the silver-haired woman, gave him a cold glance. "Besides, I'm here for my daughter, not for you, so I'm less affectionate."

Wu Xin was scorned by her mercilessly, but she was not upset, still smiling: "Miss, now the old master is deceased, but you have to take over the three unifications and fight against the burden of monk Xuanmen together. ? "

Leng Yan gave him a white look, as if looking at an unknown fool: "What is it about me? I just need to find my daughter."

"So, are you unwilling?" Wu Xin frowned, even more touching. "Can't she give up the last name? Didn't she say she betrayed you? Why are you so persistent for this kind of person?"

"... I don't know what you're talking about." Leng Yan frowned as he looked at him with confusion.

"Don't you remember?" Wu Xin stared at her eyes tightly, but couldn't see a trace of complex emotions, as if she really didn't touch the name.

——Did you forget her?

Immediately, he quietly tempted again, "But Miss has lost her memory? Remember this seat?"

Leng Yan looked at him a few breaths, and dismissed her eyes disgustingly: "Broken sleeves, more and more like a woman ..."

Wu Xin twitched at the corner of her mouth and laughed a few times, but her heart loosened: "It seems that the young lady has not forgotten this seat, very good, very good."

——Did you just forget that woman? Obviously I like to die ...

Also, who is the broken sleeve? I just want to attract people to practice and practice! Is it better for men to be fine?

You are the lady with a broken sleeve!

Secretly whispered in the belly, Wu Xin told the subordinates and told them to bring up the two little guys they had caught a few days ago, and said to Leng Yan positively: "Although you have no intention of being the master, you can't always open your eyes Xuanmen will kill all the disciples! In this way, let your daughter, the descendants of the Leng family, take this position! "

"Why?" Leng Yan narrowed her eyes, unhappy.

"Because she was born against the sky, she is the strongest monster in this world, and the hope to revive the magic gate!" At this moment, Wu Xin faded the charming mask, her eyes flashed, and the whole person Reveal a domineering determination.

"You are crazy like the old man." Leng Yan said politely, but did not mean to stop.

"Thanks for the praise, I dare not take it." Wu Xin grinned, and raised his voice to his subordinates who were waiting outside the door.

Looking coldly at him, Leng Yan said nothing, but there was a lingering uneasiness in her heart, a pain in her head, and a closer look, but it seemed like nothing.

Chonghua performed on stage.

To the east is Meng Qianyao, who is a beautiful white gauze skirt, and to the west, is a handsome Tong Xiaoqi wearing a plain brocade robe.

The two stared at each other deeply, like a pair of lovers, oh no, it was a whine — in fact, the wind and rain thundered, the sparks splashed between the two, but it was the tip of the needle against Mai Mang, who Refuse to give in.

Meng Qianyao showed off her weapon from the wide sleeves, which was actually a fan of the embroidery fan who read the full text in the city. On the fan face was painted a demure beauty, Tankou slightly opened, as if whispering something to say, particularly pity.

This fan fan can be called an exquisite work of art. It is difficult to detect that it is a powerful magic weapon if it is not a broad-sighted and savvy expert.

Obviously, Tong Tong is not in this list, and she also misses what her famous “fisheyes” can only see when she can only accommodate some beautiful “fish eyes” in addition to food, so she sees each other holding a fan in her fingers She couldn't help but feel funny in her heart-do you think you are an iron fan princess! What is not good, learn to play fans! Unfortunately, I was also a ruthless character with the name of "Big Sky"!

Tong Tong smiled humbly pretending, "唰 ——" to draw = Bi Ling, took home a sword flower-she did not know how many times she had practiced these movements, even raising the angle of her wrist, The expressions on his face were repeatedly rehearsed in the mirror, trying to achieve impeccable perfection-and Bi Ling also knew the master's mind, and the clear and transparent sword body suddenly exuded gorgeous blue light. Slowly, a light layer of gold was plated again, brilliant and eye-catching.

The contrast of the hatchback's momentum seems to be more noticeable.

——Hahaha wants this effect!

Be proactive, preemptive, and strong first ... I thought I had been in the sales department for a while, and this small means of building momentum is not yet in hand! How about "Is Princess Iron Fan" already scared by the myriad rays of light of my little Bi Ling?

Oh ha ha ha ...

When Tong Tong looked proudly, he saw that Meng Qianyao was hiding calmly behind the suddenly enlarged fan, with a smile on his face, elegant and elegant, and was not affected by Bi Ling's light at all.

-Hiss, this girl is a little bit okay!

If you can't do it, you will have another note!

Tong Tong rubbed his cheeks stiffened, his face pale, slightly slumped, and said politely, "Meng Fairy, please."

This is thirty-six schemes-pretending to be a lady.

Use the illusion to let the other party relax and be alert, and then unexpectedly attack them like this ...

"You girl don't need to be polite, please first." Meng Qianyao pointed to Chan Lianhua and drew a trick-the giant fan like a wall had suddenly become smaller and returned to her hands.

-Hiss, how could she, he, she! This unscientific!

Tong Tong bite his cheeks angrily: Forget it, let's go down to earth ...

Bi Ling attacked Meng Qianyao with a tremor, and the latter did not retreat. He was waving the little fan to the wind, and taught her to find no space for attack.

Only then did the audience begin to show interest, and for the time being, they settled down and watched the match between the two.

However, Su Yan, who had always been leisurely and firm, had deepened his eyes-Meng Qianyao's cultivation was much better than in the past, and he has grown a lot!

——Well, I just pressed one hundred and fifty top-grade spirit stones on the stupid girl. Is it too much?

It's okay to win a lot before.

The author has something to say: Ah, Sven Jun, I'm so happy that I decided to let you live two more chapters ~~ Don't thank me so much ...

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