Xiuxian flow love game

Chapter 59 Song Ming's Miracle Plan!
Suddenly, Gu Feifei looked at Si Jingbai's blushing cheeks, thought of something, and the sympathy on her face stopped.

Gee!
like
I'm the one who deserves sympathy, right?
Wang Junyi entangled with Xiaolu for a while, and finally stood up and untied Xiaolu from the side and back of the waist.

He held up Xiaolu's sword and sheath in front of everyone and said sincerely: "It was really not me just now, my sword moved by itself!"

Gu Feifei glanced at her and entered the sleep mode. Her body was introverted, and the unpretentious little green curled her lips and said, "That's right, Mr. Wang, it's whatever you say it is."

Lin Feiyu laughed noncommittally, stepped forward, and waited until the two got close before saying, "Brother Wang, what kind of kung fu did you practice? My little brother is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it!"

Wang Jun was expressionless.

He knew it was useless to say anything now.

Unless I really take out the 'hot weapon' to prove my innocence.
But think about it and know it's impossible.

Yuxian Pavilion will not allow themselves to do this kind of thing. If they are really beaten out by then, even if they may not be able to beat Xiaobai, it will not look good on the face!
Besides, I'm not an exhibitionist!

So I just didn't say anything and seemed more magnanimous.

He casually hung Xiaolu back on his waist, and sat on the chair with a blank expression, ignoring Lin Feiyu's words, and said coldly: "Continue to play music, and continue to dance."

"Brother, I really sincerely want to buy it!" Lin Feiyu stepped up to Wang Junyi's side and said sincerely.

Wang Jun turned his head and looked at the young man.

I saw that he is eight feet tall, has a dignified appearance, and has his own style of walking, sitting and standing.
"Sorry, you're too ugly to learn!"

Lin Feiyu: "???"

After being rejected again and again, Lin Feiyu returned to his table with some embarrassment, with a slightly regretful expression on his face.

Gu Feifei's face turned bitter.

I just used all my strength to suck milk!

Not only did this man show no signs of being bewitched by me, but he raised an 'international gesture' to provoke me.

If I continue to dance the demon dance this day, I will add some seasonings to this man who looks bold.It doesn’t make any sense anymore!

Although it is said that the closer the distance, the higher the power, but the distance just now is actually no different from face to face!

You can't get in touch with this man at a negative distance just to save the idiot, can you? !
"Stop dancing, let's dance a fart!" Gu Feifei turned the long sword in her hand into a sword flower, threw it back to the scabbard on the stage, and walked out of the cabinet angrily.
Wang Junyi looked blank: "???"

Are all artists in this world so willful?
Goose.
It seems that artists in the real world are similar.
Perhaps this is also the traditional art of this profession.

If you don't want to do it, just show it off?

Wang Junyi smiled, and didn't take Gu Feifei's sudden departure to heart. After all, he has seen many more outrageous artists than this in the real world.
He rang the copper bell on the table and had a cordial conversation with Mamasang who came after hearing the sound.
As soon as Gu Feifei walked out of the cabinet, she flashed back to the backstage of the cabinet.

There is a formation in the backstage, and the spiritual sense cannot detect it at all.

Song Ming was sitting backstage with a frown on his face, feeling what was happening in front of him.
Seeing Gu Feifei flashing back, he just nodded slightly, but didn't get up to greet her.

After all, the boss behind Gu Feifei has already fallen, and now he is still in the body of guilt. He may be disposed of by the building if he fails to do a thing well at any time!
How can it be compared with the person who stands in the right line and is about to climb the crony of the saint and become the celebrity in front of the first host?
Moreover, if he speaks softly to her, if someone with intentions spreads it to the poster's ears, won't he be so wet that his pants fall off?
Song Ming snorted softly, and said in an uncertain tone: "The ex-saint of Tingfeng Tower, a great monk in the realm of the Dao, can't even seduce a boy of the righteous path who is in the realm of transforming gods?"

"What demon dance, I think it's iron waste dance?"

"Hahahaha." Song Ming laughed proudly at the homophone he came up with in an instant.

"You!!" Gu Feifei was a little annoyed when she didn't make any meritorious deeds with one blow. Now she was even more annoyed when she received Song Ming's yin-yang attack.

I can't wait to slap this wretched-looking guy to death on the spot!

When the Holy Son was in power before, this Song Ming saw him when he came to the main building to report, just like a dog seeing its owner, eager to lick more than 360 spiral windmills.

Now that the Holy Son's soul has returned to Jiu Ming, he has also lost power, and he has become like this!
Gu Feifei's face looked uncertain, her spiritual power gathered in her hands, she squeezed and released her fist, released and squeezed again
But never had the courage to gamble
If she had such courage, maybe the day the Holy Son died, she would also die with him, right?

I wouldn't live in an ignoble way and have to bear the humiliation of such a shameless villain.
things change
Who would have thought that Lord Shengzi, who was still in high spirits the day before, would open the mountain protection array the next day because of the grass on the wall, and let the first Congshuang, who had already been exiled, come in!
Ugh.
However, since the First Congshuang advanced to the Immortal Realm before the Holy Son, the Holy Son has completely lost this game.
Thinking of the despair in the hearts of myself and the members of the Holy Son when the Holy Son who resisted desperately in the building a few days ago was finally killed by the First Congshuang sword.
Just
You are already a fish, why should you care about the ridicule of these villains?
Gu Feifei thought about it and let go of her clenched fist.

Her natal flying sword had been destroyed in the battle a few days ago, and she had no weapon at hand at this time.
She smiled faintly and looked at Song Ming, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair with his legs crossed and shaking wildly, and said, "Then I wonder if Deputy Hall Master Song has any other tricks to complete the first floor! Lord!'s orders?"

She re-read the word landlord, which also reminded Song Ming who was still immersed in the thoughts of Hexi in the past 30 years.

Song Ming frowned when he heard this, his legs stopped shaking, he sat upright and said, "Although this kid's cultivation level is not high, his mind seems to be extremely determined, so the only way to get ahead is to be smart!"

Gu Feifei pouted secretly, but still asked with a smile on her face: "Then, according to Vice Hall Master Song's intention, how can we outwit him?"

"Simple!" Song Ming squeezed his sharp minibus, narrowed his small eyes slightly and glanced up and down at Gu Feifei, and said with a confident look:
"Let's do an unequal exchange!"

(End of this chapter)