Respect

"Hey! The sun is going down soon, why are you still sleeping!"

"if not."

Looking at the look of Gu Qingfeng who was too lazy to take care of himself, Ouyang Ye was very displeased. He pushed forward and said, "Hurry up, Miss Ben has something important to say to you."

"Just say something, I listen."

Gu Qingfeng didn't even open his eyes when he spoke, which made Ouyang Ye even a little bit angry, shouting: "Hey, is this guy polite! If people talk to you, you won't even get up, let alone Eyes aren't open! Get up !!!! "

"I said, sister, as for you, your ears are almost deaf by your ears." Gu Qingfeng reluctantly sat up, but still lying on his back, his eyes half open and half closed, and said lazily: "Say, what is the matter? . "

"Tell you some good news!"

Ouyang Ye cleared her throat, and seriously and seriously sacrificed a flying sword. The flying sword was particularly beautiful, blooming with colorful brilliance. Looking at Gu Qingfeng, he asked, "Do you know this sword?"

"Isn't that the Caiyun sword I gave you last time, what happened?"

"Yes!" Ouyang nodded at night, looking very excited, and said, "Know! Miss Ben has completely refined Caiyun's sword!" Then she stared, staring at Gu Qingfeng, like Seems to be expecting something.

indeed.

She is looking forward to this guy ’s shocked table (情 qíng), and she is also looking forward to revealing the incredible table (情 qíng), and even look forward to this guy ’s worship table (情 qíng), and then worship herself.

It's just that Ouyang Ye didn't think of it. She waited and waited, and didn't wait for the so-called worship, let alone worship, let alone worship, let alone incredible. This guy's face was not shocked. Table (情 qíng), as if refining a Caiyun sword to him is no different from eating a meal.

Ouyang Ye thought he didn't wake up, and said solemnly again: "Hey, haven't you heard clearly, I said Miss Ben has refined this colorful cloud!"

Gu Qingfeng squinted his eyes and spit out two words lazily: "Then what."

"Then? What then? I refined!"

"Refining means refining the puppet. Why is it a big deal? It's not just refining a broken sword. While playing, the grandfather is still asleep."

"what?"

Ouyang Ye pointed at Gu Qingfeng in disbelief. She wondered if she had heard it wrong, and asked angrily: "What are you talking about? Isn't it a broken sword? You ignorant guy ... has too much breath?"

"This is the sword of Caiyun! And it is the sword of great perfection with 811 mysteries. It also has spirit (sex xìng)! Those Taoists only have one hundred and eighty to understand the mystery of the sword of Caiyun. Years, and Miss Ben only used the number (日 rì) not only to understand it, but also to refine it perfectly ... What the **** did you say ... What did you say ... What is a broken sword? Really mad to death (姑 nǎi) (Milk nǎi)! "

Ouyang Yeqi gritted her teeth and perfected the sword of Caiyun. Her heart (qíng) was very good. She wanted to show off here and never wanted to be so ignored. The little girl was really angry but was preparing to give this ignorance The arrogant guy looked at the color a little. At this moment, the green bracelet on her wrist suddenly flashed a brilliance.

Guanghua condenses and turns into a phantom of reality.

This person looks like a virtual, real, vague and vague, giving a very illusory feeling, she looks like a noble woman, with long hair and high coiled hair, sophisticated and beautiful, giving a very dignified and very beautiful Elegant feeling, like a concubine from the court.

It's Aunt Xue.

"Every night, my son is kind to you. How can you be so rude?"

"Aunt Xue, you heard it just now ... this guy is ... it's so awesome!"

Aunt Xue shook her head and smiled, looking rather helpless to Ouyang Ye, and turned to Gu Qingfeng again.

When I saw Gu Qingfeng from the first glance, Aunt Xue felt that this person was a little weird. As for where it was strange, she couldn't say for a moment. At this moment, she heard Gu Qingfeng's tone so much that she felt more incomprehensible.

These (日 rì) Aunt Zixue has been with Ouyang Ye's (body shēn) side to accompany a sacrifice. To be honest, Ouyang Ye can fully understand the mystery of the sword of Caiyun in a short number of days. Refining it thoroughly, greatly surprised her, and shocked her.

She is very clear that what Ouyang Ye said just now is not an exaggeration. Even if the Taoist deity of Yuanshen wants to comprehend the mystery of the Caiyun Sword, it will take a long time to refine it, so The time required is even more unpredictable. Ouyang Ye can be refined in such a short period of time. She is definitely a well-deserved goddess of heaven, even if she was a fairy before her life.

This kind of thing (qqng) will be amazed by anyone, how can this person be so arrogant, not only is there no amazed in his words, it seems that this matter is not enough in his eyes.

Aunt Xue was looking at Gu Qingfeng, and Gu Qingfeng was also looking at her, holding the jug, taking a sip of wine, squinting her eyes, and staring blankly.

I don't know why.

Staring at Gu Qingfeng, Aunt Xue felt very uncomfortable.

The feeling is like if you are not wearing clothes, you can see clearly inside and out.

This is the first time Xue Xue has encountered such a strange situation.

I was very surprised.

Is it just that?

Do not!

In addition to being uncomfortable, Aunt Xue has an inexplicable sense of fear.

It's not exactly a sense of fear, but a kind of fear and awe!

This fear, this awe.

As if born.

It's like the ghost is inherently afraid of the Buddha.

But Aunt Xue was very clear that this fear did not come from the Buddha, and she did not know what it came from.

"You're the ghost?"

Gu Qingfeng once heard Ouyang Ye mentioned the name of Aunt Xue ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but also only heard the name. It is the first time to meet.

"Hey! Why is this ignorant guy so rude!" Ouyang Ye rebuked: "Aunt Xue was a fairy before!"

"Really." Gu Qingfeng rubbed his chin and nodded, "I said ... it used to be a fairy, no wonder."

"No wonder!"

Ouyang Ye is not an ungrateful person. She also knows that she can get the sword of Caiyun entirely because of the ancient Qingfeng's credit, but she can't stand the look of this guy who knows everything and knows everything, especially when she talks That kind of casualness is like having no interest in anything. Ouyang Ye hates this feeling very much, glaring at Gu Qingfeng, despising: "It's like you know everything!"

"I don't know what the son just said, what does it mean?" Aunt Xue was very dignified and elegant, and asked softly, "No wonder?"

"Nothing, just talk."