The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Magic.

For the first time, Lin Shu heard others say such things to himself.

He was flattered a little.

Unexpectedly, the young lady was expressionless, and then said, "If you die, wouldn't it seem that I'm incompetent."

Oh.

That's what it meant.

Lin Shu didn't know what to say, he just said, "Thank you."

"No thanks." Ling Fengxiao closed the book and took a tube of bamboo flute in her hand. She said nothing for a while, and finally said, "Did you go to Yanwu?"

Lin Shu: "Go."

"Go away," Ling Fengxiao said, "general, don't look at it."

Lin Shu didn't think so.

Cang's martial arts achievements are really remarkable. Xiao Shao, who is unbeaten in battle, is even more unpredictable. In any case, he has nothing to do with the general generation. Generation, then at least Xiao Shao's level can do it.

He said: "Today we watched the competition between Cangyu and Xiao Shao."

Ling Fengxiao's hand paused and said, "Xiao Shao is OK."

Passable.

What kind of evaluation is this?

"However, blindly overwhelming people with spiritual power, in fact, there is no rule, and ultimately boring." Ling Fengxiao said, "If you want to have fun, you might as well watch me dancing."

Lin Shu: "Look."

Ling Fengxiao smiled: "You are now at a loss."

Lin Shu touched his nose.

To be honest, he really wanted to see Ling Fengxiao's knife.

Although this man was practicing his knives in the peony bushes every morning, he couldn't see how the swordsmanship was because they were all the most basic and simplest one hundred styles.

It's not that it's not good, but it's not ornamental.

Practicing swords this way is actually terrible, because looking at the world's swordsmanship, it is only derived from the changes of more than one hundred styles. Lin Shu used his routine to practice swords all his life.

Many people want to practice cheats for lifelessness. However, even if they get the world's unparalleled skills, they think that they can dominate the world from then on. In fact, they can spend their entire lives, but they can only use one or two swords to exquisite. "That's it.

And if you practice your basic skills thoroughly and solidly, and you are looking at the mountains in the distance, others are riding thin and poor horses, but you are a peerless god, and you will naturally go further.

A person who has practiced the basic moves to the peak and compared with a person with a peerless secret cannot easily determine the outcome.

And if a person not only exercises the basic skills to the highest level, but also has a very famous martial arts heritage, his strength cannot be underestimated.

The foundation of Ling Fengxiao is self-evident. As a well-known big faction in the world, Fenghuang Villa will never be ordinary.

Therefore, for the first time Lin Shu saw Ling Fengxiao practicing his knife in the morning, he knew that this man's knife would never be a trick-he was always curious about the level of Ling Fengxiao.

As for "at this time, it's spirited", it is very problematic.

Lin Shu introspected himself. Although he heard that the young lady wanted to dance the sword, it really brightened up, but has she been listless before?

He reflected for a moment, straightened his attitude, and looked at Ling Fengxiao.

There is an open space outside the atrium. Ling Fengxiao got up and walked there, slowly pumping her sword, and she said, "The villa is famous for its 'Phoenix Knife', of which the 'Lingyun Nine Style' is quite impressive."

The knife was shining like water, rising obliquely, pointing at the bamboo forest.

Ling Fengxiao's wrist turned, and suddenly the sword was swaying, and the full moon lost its luster.

Then he lifted himself up and turned, and Daoguang crossed the air, and for a moment, he was dazzled.

When it comes to the Phoenix Blade, there is an anecdote.

There is no shortage of martial arts in martial arts, but the only one who reaches the summit is the Phoenix.

In the past, there was a disciple in the village and a literati. The well-known scholar saw her dancing and wrote poems in praise:

"Qiu Shui flew his wrists, and Binghua was scattered.

Sheng Chi shocked Baidi, and the light lost the jade wheel.

Murderous Tengshuo, Hanmang Weeping Ghost God.

Wu Yu returned to the purple sleeves, Xiao Yan full of Cang Yun. "

After the spread of this poem, the reputation of the Phoenix sword is even more noisy. The Xiao Feng of the Phoenix sword is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the reputation of the villa is no longer limited to rivers and lakes. The student only knew the beauty of the Phoenix swordsmanship, but did not know the power of those who practiced martial arts. He took it as his duty to marry a disciple of the villa, and he became so enthusiastic that he sold sour talents outside the villa and was beaten by the villa. Provoked many jokes.

Lin Shu withdrew his thoughts and continued to look at the sword, but it was already amazing to see Ling Fengxiao's starting hand, and his later moves were even more extraordinary.

But when I saw the red clothes flying, at first, the swords were complicated, and the swords were like ice flowers, all over the body.

Then gradually became fierce Xiao Yan, murderous gradually flourished, Han Mang vacated the quiet, but weep ghosts and gods.

very nice.

The skill of the sword is high, and many of them are subtle changes. They are better than Cangyu. When it comes to calm momentum, it seems to be comparable to Xiao Shao.

And the piercing red dress, coupled with the astounding face of the young lady, was really pleasing to the eye.

The young lady's facial features are strong and beautiful, and she is full of beauty. When she just looks at it, she feels a splendid color. However, she does not have the delicate and feminine air of a girl. She is extremely cold and proud. If you change to modern times, you will definitely have Numerous believers knelt and shouted at the queen.

No, now is the time to look at the sword, you should not look at your face.

Lin Shu stopped imagining and continued to look at the sword.

late.

When she looked away from the face of the young lady, the so-called "Lingyun Nine Style" was nearing the end. After a knife-knife that had done all the killing of Xiao Xiao had passed, the sound of the blade breaking through the air disappeared, and Ling Fengxiao closed the knife and returned to the sheath.

I don't know when the bamboo forest, but one after another leaves all over the ground.

The young lady spoiled the vegetation, and she showed no mercy.

It's even more ruthless for Qi Linshu.

Ling Fengxiao returned to the atrium. I didn't know where I was upset again, and said, "You don't like it?"

Lin Shu denied: "No."

Ling Fengxiao: "Why are you mad?"

Even God was found.

Lin Shu had to tell the truth: "You look good."

"Then if I change my face, wouldn't you be unhappy?" Ling Fengxiao was still unhappy.

Lin Shu really didn't understand how the young lady's thinking was skewed to this. About girls always like to make trouble out of reason, and even the young lady is not immune.

"Not necessarily," he said, "your sword is fine."

"My knife is naturally good."

Lin Shu: "..."

I can't talk this day.

However, talking to Ling Fengxiao was actually much easier than others.

Ling Fengxiao's words are actually not much, and if this pufferfish is not happy, it will show immediately. Lin Shu doesn't have to be like other people, and every time he says a word, he guesses whether it is appropriate.

Moreover, he didn't have to take the initiative to do anything. The young lady asked him to come over and then come over. What the young lady asked and answered, it was always very labor-saving to poke a life.

"It's late," Ling Fengxiao said, "go to sleep."

Lin Shu: "Yes."

He got up and wanted to leave.

Ling Fengxiao: "You ..."

Lin Shu: "Huh?"

"Nothing," Ling Fengxiao paused, and said, "Are you so good at all?"

be good?

If it is good to poke, then he is really good and will continue to be good.

Lin Shu: "Yes."

There was a smile in Ling Fengxiao's eyes: "Go to sleep."

Lin Shu went to sleep.

After walking halfway, I heard Ling Fengxiao behind him and asked, "Do you really want to keep the mountain token?"

Lin Shu: "No."

Although it is not clear what his own level is, but if he ca n’t make it to the top 30, he ’s too shameful. His master Izumi Izumi knows that he can be furious.

Ling Fengxiao did not speak again.

Lin Shu went back to his room to sleep.

After serving the elixir the next morning, I came to the palace where I was in class, but I heard everyone gathered together, talking excitedly.

Lin quietly listened.

"Xiao Shao's ranking dropped? Actually?"

Eh?

How can it be?

However, someone else can't believe it even more than he said, "Fell? How can it fall? Who comes first?"

"Cangyu."

"Impossible," a disciple slammed the table excitedly. "Last night Xiao Shao and Cang Pi competed, winning effortlessly, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Where did Cangyu defeat Xiao Shao? You listened to the rumors." Another said, "Xiao Shao even picked the top 30 people late last night. As long as the opponent responded, he voluntarily conceded, and the ranking fell to 31. Just stopped. "

"This ..." said the humane at first, "However, as long as there are the first thirty people in Dangshan, will he not go?"

"What do you know, Xiao Shao's self-cultivation has already reached its peak. I don't think he disdains to go to the Dangdang Mountains. This move is to make room for us white people, which is really upright."

"I said, how can Xiao Shao and other characters lose?" The disciple at the table breathed a sigh of relief.

After listening to this discussion, Lin Shu slightly changed Xiao Shao.

Seems to be a good person.

The author has something to say:

The poems in the text are from the sword of Zheng Shiyuan in the Qing Dynasty.