nirvana into phoenix

Chapter 239
Qian Yu, who was immersed in the world of sword moves, didn't know what happened behind her, nor did she know that the male god who made her think about it day and night had come and gone in a hurry.

The incisions made by the sword in her hand became more and more similar, and there was almost no difference.

As the night deepened, the two trees turned into a neat pile of firewood. After wiping her sweat, she gasped hard and collapsed on the ground.

"It's so hard to grasp!"

However, it finally succeeded, and it belongs to her trump card!

She turned around again and found herself in a difficult situation - so much firewood, why use it well?
Before the big competition approached, Qing Zhi and Cheng En suddenly gathered the old disciples who were ready to go for a training camp.

It is said that after the training camp, the walking steps of the old disciples were all swaying, and the witnesses seriously doubted whether they had collectively taken pills before the game to increase their cultivation level?

Of course, there's nothing wrong with that, but why don't you eat it earlier?

The mobilization meeting before departure was concise and concise. The general idea was that if you can't win, run away, and if you can't run, admit defeat. Nothing is as important as life. The master's face does not need to be filled with the lives of disciples!

These words that sounded very aspirational to others raised the enthusiasm and aura of the disciples even more, and each of them was gearing up to beat the opponent who stood in front of him to the ground immediately.

Qian Yu yawned and looked at this group of ambitious children, and had to admire Qian Fan's elders for boosting morale much better than her former principal and dean of education!

Halfway through his yawn, Qian Yu stared and kept his mouth wide open as he watched Yan Ming take out a model-like boat from his cuffs, still wondering if this was a lucky thing?
I saw the fist-sized boat grow in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became a majestic treasure ship floating in the air!

Real magic!

Yun Yan laughed and called her a country bumpkin, and pushed her chin up with the back of his hand, "Let's go!"

The first venue of the martial art competition is Wanfamen.

When hearing this place, Qian Yu couldn't help exchanging a knowing look with Yun Yan, and looked at Situ Heng habitually, only then remembered that they were still in the cold war.

Yun Yan obviously noticed her looking gaze.

"When will you reconcile with little Situ?"

Qian Yu glanced at him sharply.

"Little Situ?"

Yun Yan, who originally wanted to use his nickname to ease the atmosphere and pretended to ask a question casually, was caught by this look, and felt that the name was wrong for a moment, but he still held his chest up.

"Why, what's the matter? Isn't that why you call Ouyang Xuan? Xiao Xuanxuan?"

Qian Yu folded her arms around her chest and sneered, "Can it be the same?"

Yun Yan immediately retorted, "Why is it different?"

Qian Yu asked him: "We can go to the toilet together hand in hand, I mean Gong, can you and Situ Heng be able?"

Imagine that scene, Yun Yan was almost disgusted by himself, and only remembered after shaking, and was fooled by her again!
This stinky girl!

On board the treasure ship, Qian Yu found that almost all female fellow students were deliberately distanced from him, probably because of the Three Young Masters effect?

Well, in this way, all this is really because of appearance?
She laughed out of bitterness, that's fine, at least, no one will be like Lu Pingting because she was implicated...

The sunlight above his head was blocked, Qian Yu looked up suspiciously, and suddenly there were two pairs of long legs beside him.

One is handsome and evil, and the other has a warm and invincible smile.

"Does this count as hugging left and right?"

(End of this chapter)