Quick Transmigration: Doomsday If You Don’t Fall in Love

Five years later.

Li Zhen coincided with the market day, and the not-so-wide bluestone road was crowded with hawkers. This undulating yelling of their respective products, so as to attract the grappling pedestrians on the street to stop and do more. Sale.

A female monk with a long sword was still young, and she couldn't help but float away when she saw such a lively scene, but she wanted to assume the posture of a monk again. After taking back his eyes from a stall selling silver jewelry, he still snorted and said with disdain: "This Li Town is really ordinary, far more magnificent and magnificent than Qingcheng. Big brother, are we really going to stop here tonight? ?"

The young man she called the senior turned around and showed his profile. If someone from another sect was present, he would definitely recognize that this young man was Feng Yang, the first disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect to shine. Five years have washed away the original frivolous sharpness of his body, but he has settled down his unconcealed spirit. This bit of spirit converged in the iron sword behind him, and it became more reliable and steady, and he should have the demeanor of the first disciple.

Seeing her brother turned her head, the female monk was a little excited, but she still insisted: "I knew Li Zhen's appearance, so I stayed in Qingcheng for a few more days and left with the third brother." Feng Yang heard the words slightly. Frowned and sighed: "Only after seven days will be the day of the sword. I came early to meet an old friend. You don't need to accompany me all the way."

The female monk was a little unhappy when she heard the words, she asked: "Big brother, is this unwilling to take me? It seems that the Dan Ling of Hexu Valley is really as beautiful as the outside world has said?"

Feng Yang: "...No."

The female monk said: "That's all right, you can't get rid of me anyway."

Feng Yang stared at his little junior sister, and finally sighed helplessly, and said to her: "Lingke, this is Li Zhen and not Qingcheng. Although the Xiaoyao Sword Sect and Hexu Valley are good friends, this is not the place after all. Xiaoyao Sword Sect, you still constrain one or two."

Lingke blinked, looking innocent and charming, she smiled and said: "Don't worry, brother, I will save it. I would never say that before in front of the people in Hexu Valley!"

Feng Yang saw that he really couldn't control this little sister, so he could only shake his head and sigh, and was ready to take the pot.

When the two arrived at the Lizhen Inn, there were already many immortal cultivators in place.

There will be a "Sword Conference" in the Xiuxian world in twenty years, and each faction will send out this generation of disciples to conduct a competition to demonstrate the strength of the sect, so as to control the right to speak in the Xiuxian world. Therefore, both big and small factions attach great importance to it. In addition, in order to add some prize money, each faction will take out one or two treasures in each competition to praise the winner. There was a session of the sword discussion meeting held in Taoyuan. In that competition, the master of Taoyuan presented the treasure "Xiancui Ningzhi". The immortal branch will be born when it enters the earth, and its effect is comparable to that of a sea blue flower. The disciple who obtained the immortal branch that year found a spiritual spring through this branch, and then established a Taoist government with concentration and practice, and eventually became a great power.

What Hexugu used to make the lottery this time was a secret secret book left by Heng Yue.

The name Hengyue is well known in the mainland. If you can get his mind, you may be able to get a glimpse of the source of his integration of the strengths of the hundreds of families and self-use, so all schools and factions are determined to win this conference.

It is Feng Yang, who also got the master's exhortation before leaving the faction-"If you can win, you will win."

However, Feng Yang did not dare to answer the truth when he heard this sentence. He is indeed the best disciple of this generation, but there is also Chen Lin in Hexu Valley. I first saw him five years ago, and when Feng Yang saw that he used the Great Wilderness Sword, he knew that this person was talented. In the past five years, Feng Yang and him have often met on the way to eliminate the demon and guard, and he can see his progress in his eyes. If Feng Yang was able to seal his sword with a sheath five years ago, today, five years later, Feng Yang is no longer sure.

He and Chenlin may now only be in the number of five to five.

However, he said these words, but no one believed him, only as words of self-humility. I blame Chenlin for being too low-key and cautious in his actions. In recent years, apart from Feng Yang, few people have seen him really make a move, let alone know his details.

Others would only regard him as an excellent disciple of Hexu Valley, how could they know that this disciple had realized the great wild sword that the head of Hexugu couldn't realize?

There are about four or five practitioners standing in the inn.

Feng Yang swept a bit, and then guessed the origin of the other party.

The girl with a soft sword wrapped around her waist is from Taoyuan, and the knight with double thorns is from Langfeng. Most of the remaining few are from small groups, and Feng Yang couldn't recognize them for a while. But these all recognize Feng Yang—or the iron sword behind him.

The girl in Taoyuan wears a hat and a veil covering her face. When she saw Feng Yang, she bowed slightly and bowed, her temperament was dusty. Lingke glanced behind him, snorted coldly, and muttered: "You still hide your face, how come you feel that you have been beautiful than Dan Ling, do you hide yourself?"

Feng Yang stopped Ling Ke in a low voice when he heard this, but Ling Ke was not convinced: "What's the matter, I'm not wrong, their Taoyuan has not always been in this tune. They feel that they are all little fairies and want to eat flowers. Drink it?"

Feng Yang was really dumbfounded when he heard this, and said at the end: "Did you hate Dan Ling before?"

"But Dan Ling is so beautiful! People are very generous!" Lingke retorted in a low voice, not convinced, "Taoyuan is not, obviously only six points, but he insists on creating ten points for himself by creating momentum! Let's People look down!"

"Dan Ling, I'm still convinced by seven points, they? Not even one point!"

Feng Yang was completely convinced of Lingke's waywardness. He sighed and said, "In this world, can anyone convince you very much?"

Lingke was about to say "No", but suddenly heard a "Xiao Er", the sound was like Kunlun jade broken, beads falling on a jade plate, it was indescribably crisp and refreshing. She couldn't help but look, and saw a woman in green holding the cakes bought out in one hand and the door frame with the other, calling people lazily.

Her long black hair was combed into a long bun with a piece of satin, without any ornaments on her body. Only the embroidered pearls on the clothes are all embellishments.

As soon as she uttered, she attracted the attention of the whole store.

Ling Ke is not surprised.

She seemed to have noticed Ling Ke, her ink-colored eyes turned to her lightly, paused for a moment, and then smiled lightly. It was just that moment, just that smile, Ling Ke actually seemed to have something baby, could not help but blush, and could not help but laugh.

The first person to recover was the second person who was called by her.

Xiao Er skillfully opened her chair, added a cup of tea, and said quickly, "Ms. Changyi also come to eat chicken today?"

The silence of the room was shattered by this sentence.

After Lingke’s speechless woman sat down with her chin in one hand, her index finger lightly on her cheek, and staring at the menu that was hung up in the store, she kept saying: "Yeah, roast chicken and roast chicken are here for me. One, yes, there is also a treasure in the palm of your hand. Look at the vegetables you can prepare for me."

Xiao Er said "Good Le", and went to the kitchen to report the recipe. Everyone in the room came back to their senses and felt that their previous self was really ashamed, and for a while, they dared not look at the woman sitting on the table again.

Ling Ke moved, but was caught by Feng Yang.

Feng Yang frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"

Lingke is confident: "Ask that Taoyuan borrow a hat."

Feng Yang: "...what do you do with this."

"To the girl in the green dress!" Lingke said very rationally, "She has grown up like this! It's too much to go out without a hat to cover it!"

Fengyang: "..."

Feng Yangzheng had a headache, how to calm Lingke, and suddenly heard that Xiao Er served a dish and said "Chang Yi Zhenren".

He couldn't help turning his head, and saw the little second said: "You have prepared the real person Changyi early, they are all just out of the pot!"

Feng Yang had focused on Lingke before, for fear that she would cause some misfortune. Now that he heard the word "changyi", he took a serious look at the woman.

However, at a glance, Feng Yang could no longer look away.

He couldn't hold back, and said in a low voice, "Major Chang Yi?"

When Li Hong heard someone calling her, he thought it was the second child, but when he looked up, he realized that the person calling her was a cultivator who had just arrived in Li Zhen. Over the years, she often heard Chen Lin talk about things under the mountain, and then vaguely realized that the sword behind her was the habit of the Xiaoyao Sword School, and the person in front of her was probably a disciple sent by the Xiaoyao Sword to compete.

It's just that this person is familiar.

Li Hong thought for a while, determined that he only knew one disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and then tentatively said, "Feng Yang?"

When Feng Yang heard that his cheeks were slightly hot, he bowed to Li Hong and said, "Xiaoyao Sword Sect Feng Yang, I have seen Chang Yi."

Li Hong tried his best to confront him with the shadowy teenager, and said with a smile: "You are Chen Lin's friend, you don't need so much courtesy. Behind you, is your junior sister?"

"Chang Yi is really good! I am Lingke!"

Before Feng Yang could introduce her, Ling Ke introduced herself first.

Li Hong's favorite is such a pretty little girl. Seeing her smiling like a flower, one of them couldn't hold back, so he sent out an invitation: "Would you like to have a meal together?"

Lingke didn't see a difference, said "Okay" and then took her brother to sit down.

After sitting down, she saw Li Hong order a bunch of big fish and meat.

She couldn't help asking: "Mr Changyi, do you eat these?"

Li Hong looked at the greasy roast chicken, knowing that no one in the monastic class loves these vulgar objects. For example, Dan Ling and Chen Lin started to learn bigu early, and at most they ate some spiritual things to help their practice.

But she can't. She can live on sunlight and water, but who can hold back some food? If you can bear it, how can there be snacks! Don't say she has no talent for cultivating at all, she doesn't even know what Taoism is. She couldn't do without Hexu Valley before, but now she can go down the mountain and eat some normal people's food, she can't bear it anymore.

In order to save face, Li Hong couldn't do it anyway, so she could only point to the noodle sauce and vaguely said, "It's delicious."

Unexpectedly, Lingke clapped her hands after hearing her words. Li Hong frowned at the thought of Dan Ling every time she caught her stealing these foods, and almost couldn't hold the chopsticks securely in surprise.

I saw Lingke brazenly said: "That's it, those flowers, plants, and dew are nothing delicious, far less than this carefully cooked delicacy. Chang Yi Zhenren is indeed a person who has found the way!"

Li Hong: ... Am I just gluttonous?

So she thought for a while, and reluctantly parted Lingke's leg: "Do you want to eat?"

Ling Ke stared at her as if it would glow, she took it over with a grin, and categorically said, "Eat!"