Tianting super system red envelope group

Chapter 44
Lin Qingxue, after being excited and surprised, suddenly asked Peng Fan to accompany her to the suburbs for a walk, to see the snow scene.

By the way, tell Peng Fan about the interesting and strange stories about her visit to Mount Emei these days.

Peng Fan and Lin Qingxue took a taxi to the suburbs, by a lake, and they walked hand in hand by the lake.

Lin Qingxue said that the nuns in Mount Emei are very beautiful, elegant and refined.The head of Mount Emei also received Lin Qingxue and the others.

He said that he liked the elixirs sent by Peng Fan very much, and wanted to ask Peng Fan if he still had any more. They could offer equal prices or exchange them with equal goods.

Peng Fan smirked inwardly. : "Nimma! Who doesn't like the elixir of Taishang Laojun."

Peng Fan naturally responded, and Lin Qingxue said no more.

Peng Fan was talking to Lin Qingxue.At the same time, he was thinking about who to buy the fairy art from and practice it for Lin Qingxue.

Monkey King and Erlang God, although they are two great gods, their exercises are not suitable for women to cultivate.

As for the skills of the fairies, I seem to have a good relationship with the four fairies.I heard that the seven fairies play with ribbons, and wherever they go, ribbons are flying all over the sky.

This kind of practice is too flamboyant, and it is not suitable for cultivation in the human world. If there is a fight in the human world, what if the ribbon is hung on a tree or someone else's house?
Peng Fan suddenly thought of a fairy who was particularly powerful, that is Princess Iron Fan, the wife of the Bull Demon King, but Princess Iron Fan's fan was too expensive, Peng Fan thought he couldn't afford it, so he had to think about other fairies.

Finally, Peng Fan thought of Chang'e, the vase in the fairy world. It seemed that he had never heard of Chang'e's combat power. When did he fight, it seemed that he was molested by others. In the end, Peng Fan gave up.

Peng Fan thought of another great god. This great god was definitely a great god. He was big, beautiful, and powerful. That was Nuwa.

When young couples take a walk by the lake, it is natural to hug and make out.

The same is true for Peng Fan and Lin Qingxue. They hug each other and can feel each other's warmth. In this snowy day, it's not too cold to hug each other.

The heads of the two leaned on each other's shoulders, and Peng Fan took out his mobile phone. , look for the name of God Nuwa in the red envelope group in Tianting.

Ever since Peng Fan joined the group, he has never seen Nu Wa bubbling, there are too many gods in the heavenly court, what millions of heavenly soldiers and generals!There are all kinds of main gods and deputy gods, and some monsters, which add up to an astonishing number.

Peng Fan looked for Nuwa in the Tianting red envelope group, his eyes were blurred, but he still couldn't find it.

Suddenly Peng Fan saw a young man walking in the heavy snow towards Peng Fan, Lin Qingxue and the others.

This is nothing unusual, what is strange is that the young man walked without a trace on the snow, and did not leave a trace of footprints on the snow, which surprised Peng Fan, this person's internal strength is very strong.

The visitor seemed to feel that Peng Fan's gaze was on him, so he looked at Peng Fan, and a powerful coercion emanated from that person.

This person came with bad intentions, and the pressure was too strong. Peng Fan also released the pressure from his body, and a sharp sword energy came out simultaneously.

Lin Qingxue suddenly felt unwell, trembling all over, awakened from happiness.

When Lin Qingxue turned around and saw the person coming, her face turned pale with fright.

"Xue'er, do you know him?" Seeing that Lin Qingxue's condition was not right, Peng Fan asked softly.

"Well! He is the young master of Xuanmen, the one who wants to take me into Xuanmen as his concubine."

"You are Peng Fan?" The young master of Xuanmen, Liu Bo, looked at Peng Fan coldly and said.

The young master of Xuanmen, Liu Bo, is a very handsome man, wearing a blue Tang suit, with an iron ring and a broadsword across his waist.

While speaking, a strong air current rushed towards Peng Fan, and the surrounding snowflakes danced like spirited elves, gathered in mid-air, formed a big knife, and stabbed directly at Peng Fan's chest.

Seeing this, Peng Fan pulled Lin Qingxue behind him without saying a word.

Then with a flick of the finger, the Six Meridians Divine Sword came out of his hand, a cyan sword light, went straight to the flying Xuedao, the cyan sword light defeated Xuedao, and continued to go towards the Xuanmen young master Liu Bo like a broken bamboo.

Seeing this, Liu Bo, the young master of Xuanmen, sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph! It's just a low-level clown!"

He casually pulled out the iron ring steel knife and cut off the sword light with one stroke.

"Humble bitch, I took you as my concubine. It was your ancestors who smoked and dared to reject me! The woman I fancy has never run away."

Liu Bo, the young master of Xuanmen, stood in the snow, with the cold wind blowing on his Tang suit, whistling. He looked like a hero, but the words coming out of his mouth smelled like he had eaten shit.

"Boy, I see that your martial arts are powerful and majestic, and you don't look like a wild man in a mountain village. If you dare to ask which disciple it is, you offended our Taoist sect, but there is no good fruit to eat."

After hearing this, Peng Fan sneered, and hugged Lin Qingxue in his arms, stroking her buttocks twice.

"You don't care who I am, as long as you know that the woman you like is touched by me in front of you, that's enough, haha!"

After Lin Qingxue heard Peng Fan's words, her face shy, and she gently twisted Peng Fan's waist.

"Bad guy! What should we do? He is the young master of the Xuanmen, and his kung fu is many times stronger than Huber's. No, you should run away!" Lin Qingxue said anxiously.

"I'm leaving, what do you do! How can a man say no, you are my woman, whoever dares to touch you, I will let him die."

Peng Fan said coldly.

The young master of Xuanmen is a younger generation, one of the top ten masters in the hundred list, and he is confident in dealing with unknown people like Peng Fan.

Moreover, Peng Fan's attack skills just now are only in the middle stage of Lingwu. He is a master with one foot at the level of a master. Killing a practitioner in the middle stage of Lingwu is as easy as crushing an ant.

Seeing Peng Fan's rude words, he shouted angrily in a cold voice, "You're looking for death!"

With an angry shout, the snowflakes flying in the sky condensed into ice skates, swarming towards Peng Fan and slashing at him.

"Let's go!" Peng Fan hurriedly shouted, pushing Lin Qingxue aside to keep him away from the battlefield so as not to be affected.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. This saying is not groundless. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

Peng Fan has practiced for so long, and now he also wants to see how powerful he is, so he pulls out the Yuanhong Sword, sweeps out with one stroke, and a sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, breaks inch by inch.

Seeing this, Liu Bo, the young master of Xuanmen, frowned, and suddenly laughed sullenly: "Yes, it seems that you have some strength, I see that your skills are mysterious, as long as you hand over your skills, I will forgive you." You are not dead!"

Xuanmen young master Liu Bo stared at Peng Fan with greed in his eyes and said.

Peng Fan is a person who doesn't like nonsense, responding to the words of the Xuanmen young master Liu Bo is a sharp sword.

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