Sword Qi Hengqiu

Bu Fanshuang seemed unmoved, but still said with a playful smile: "You don't give in too much."

Ling Rangjin said that he could not scold him, and sighed: "Let's deal with the enemy first."

Who knows that Ling Cang's power said directly: "No need."

The two looked at Ling Cang's power in unison, and the phantom smiled: "I am already evenly matched with him, and you are as strong as him. Besides, if you two are of the same heart, I will definitely lose, so there is no way to lose." Time must be wasted."

Bu Fanshuang said, "You are reasonable."

"You have to learn to be flexible when doing things." Li Libi Shenhun and his thoughts were broken, "Actually, I don't want to be beaten."

Bu Fanshuang smiled: "What about the reward?"

Power waved his sleeves, and cabinets appeared on the left, right, and right behind. Power pointed at the same time and said, "Behind me are magical weapons, all of which are ancient magic weapons that are hard to find by chance. On the right are all kinds of magical secret books. Just pick a heart method They can make you invincible in the world. The left side is full of rare treasures, of all types, such as god stone, sky iron."

He paused, then smiled and said: "For so many years, very few have been able to pass the seven levels, and the few who have passed the level together will end up fighting among themselves. Most of them have taken cheats or magical weapons, what about you? People can take one, or you can tell me about the mental method you practice, and I will help you choose one."

Bu Fanshuang glanced lazily: "Qingxuehua."

Power was taken aback: "Although that thing is good, it is the least valuable thing here, are you sure?"

"Then do you have any miraculous medicine here?" Bu Fanshuang wiped off the blood on his face, "Take it and it will cure all diseases."

Lili said: "The only thing I don't have here is medicine."

Bu Fanshuang said: "Then it's over?" After saying that, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Since it's not worth much, let's give more."

The strength is also generous, pointing to the rear near the pond: "Those are all, you can pick whatever you want."

Bu Fanshuang was about to move, but Ling Rangjin said: "Take a break." After saying that, he floated to the shore in white clothes, saw his strength, and praised: "Good posture."

Bu Fanshuang said, "Ah Jin, pick more."

strength:"……"

Ling Rangjin smiled, and raised his finger to draw a line in the flower field: "Ling needs these flowers and plants to cure his illness. I can pick so many, can I do it?"

Lili waved his hands openly: "You two are not bad, why don't I give half of the flower field to you, you can take it at ease."

Ling Rang thanked him, unfolded the Drunken Flower Yin, threw it low, the sword intent was attached to the edge of the fan, and flew all the way, the sword intent cut off the flower first, and then the whole Qingxue fell on the fan, and the Drunken Flower Yin was full of Qingxue And return, it's really drunk.

Ling Rang put away the flowers, but Bu Fanshuang suddenly said, "One for each person, we are two, can we take two?"

Power happily said: "Of course, what do you want?"

Bu Fanshuang smiled and said, "Give me some Qingxuehua seeds."

Power was taken aback: "You still want Qingxuehua? Really don't choose rare treasures?"

"I don't lack the treasures of heaven and earth, and secret books and weapons." Bu Fanshuang said lightly, "I want him to be safe and sound. Even if your place is the treasure house that is second to none in the world, it is still useless to me Old books are worthless. What if these flowers are not enough? I still need some seed insurance."

Strength looked at Bu Fanshuang: "I really can't see that you, a demon cultivator, are actually a kind of love."

"Thank you for the compliment." Bu Fanshuang took a step forward, skillfully standing between Lili and Ling Rangjin. He turned his back to Ling Rangjin, smiled strangely at Lili, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly, "Do me a favor, don't be afraid." tear me apart."

The strength was inexplicable, and before she could open her mouth to ask, Bu Fanshuang took the seed with one hand, and slapped her wound hard with the other hand at a strange angle.

strength:"……"

From that angle, Ling Rangjin couldn't see at all, Bu Fanshuang staggered back a few steps, with a smile on his face, but his tone seemed to be in pain: "I wasted too much energy and cultivation, I want to rest..."

In the middle of speaking, he simply fell back and fainted with satisfaction.

Power subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but saw a corner of the white clothes flicker, and Ling Rangjin was already holding her firmly.

"Thank you." The Taoist lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "Then I won't bother you anymore."

When Bu Fanshuang woke up, he saw the smoke in his eyes, he could smell the moist air in his nose, the surrounding was very warm, and the moon in the sky was beautiful. He felt himself lying on someone's lap, so he lazily said: "This Is it my hot spring villa? How did you get here?"

Ling Rang was leaning against the tree, and smiled at him, "I guess you want to be alone with me now, so I will give them the flowers and bring you here myself."

Bu Fanshuang felt extremely comfortable all over his body. He glanced at his clothes and found that he had been changed into clean clothes, and the wounds on his body could feel bandaged: "Did you change it for me?"

"Yes." Ling Rangjin said, "I also took care of the wound myself under the guidance of Xiao Bi."

Bu Fanshuang smiled and said, "I really like it." He lay on Ling Rangjin's lap, and changed the subject, "Ah Jin, the spells have been improved quite well."

Ling Rang wanted to hear that he wanted to ask the teacher to blame, so he lowered his eyes to look at him: "It's not as good as Fanshuang's pretending, acting well, does it hurt to give yourself a palm?"

After finishing speaking, he smiled softly: "Since everyone is not following the rules, why not take a step back and turn this matter over, how about it?"

Bu Fanshuang has always been strict with others and more lenient than self-discipline: "Do you know how I felt back then?"

Ling Rangjin's breath was stagnant, and after a while he said helplessly, "It won't happen in the future."

Satisfied, Bu Fanshuang raised his hand.Rolled up Ling Rangjin's long hair and wrapped it around his finger shoulders. The long hair was slightly cool and let him toss it softly.Bu Fanshuang's heart softened: "Ah Jin."

"Ok?"

"Is there anything you want?" He looked at his sweetheart, "I'll pick the moon for you too."

Ling Rangjin raised his hand to cover Bu Fanshuang's eyes, leaned over and kissed softly: "No need."

He chuckled: "What I want the most is already in my heart."

After they recuperated in the hot spring villa for a few days, Xia Weishuang and a group of people who didn't work hard and thought about fishing as a whole came to eat and drink again.Bu Fanshuang originally wanted to drive away all of them impatiently, but seeing that Ling Rangjin seemed to like this kind of excitement among relatives and friends, he only drove away his own subordinates.

The subordinates dared not speak out, and went back to work one after another.

Only Feng Qiongye and Bian Chenwu remained. In winter, a thick layer of snow accumulated outside, but the house was as warm as spring.Sitting by the stove and looking at the heavy snow fluttering like catkins outside the window, drinking tea, eating snacks, and chatting with friends and relatives, it can be said that it is not enjoyable.

This day is heavy snow again, ice sculptures and jade carvings, a world of white snow.It was usually dark at dusk, and the two of them went to different pools to run a hot spring, drank some wine, and immediately felt refreshed. Fog was talking.

Bian Chenwu listened quietly to Ling Rangjin's words.Feng Qiongye hid in the kitchen after soaking in the hot spring and didn't know what he was doing. After a while, someone brought in a large table, and Bu Fanshuang glanced at it: "What is it?"

"The young master said that he has made a few new things." The butler ran over and said, "Let's put the table away first."

After a while, Feng Qiongye came up with people holding all kinds of things, Ling Rangjin took a look, and there were dishes from his world that Feng Qiongye had cooked before, and there was a big copper pot in the middle , separated by a copper sheet in the middle, it's a bit like Tai Chi.

Feng Qiongye first put a piece of red soup with orange in it and pepper floating in it on one side, then picked up a pot of light yellow soup base and poured it into the other side, and then clapped his hands: "It's done, Yuanyang Hot Pot!"

Bu Fanshuang glanced at the red soup base: "Spicy?"

"Slightly spicy." Feng Qiongye rubbed his hands, "I know you can't eat spicy food, this one just looks red, I chose a good chili pepper, not pungent. The other side is mushroom soup, I asked the chef to cook it in the morning , Second Master, you eat this way, let's drink the soup before eating the meat."

The medicinal herb has not been developed yet, although Ling Rangjin has raised it for a while, but he is still afraid of the cold.So the house was paved with earth dragons and set up a brazier, which was already very warm, but when the hot pot was cooked, it became even hotter.Bian Chenwu opened the window farthest away, and the four of them chatted and ate while admiring the snow.

Last time in Xianmeng, Bu Fanshuang had never tasted the dishes of Feng Qiongye's hometown, so Feng Qiongye tried his best to pile all kinds of dishes and snacks he could make in front of Bu Fanshuang.

Bu Fanshuang took a sip of the so-called milk tea: "It's too sweet, but the fried chicken is pretty good."

"No one can not love fried chicken." Feng Qiongye hugged the rice wine jar and said with a smirk, "No, fried chicken is the best cola in the world!"

Seeing that he was half-drunk, Bu Fanshuang deliberately teased him, drinking with him, Feng Qiongye played tricks, and Bu Fanshuang fanned the flames.Ling Rangjin looked at Bian Chenwu with a smile, and saw that Bian Chenwu's ice-like expression had gradually melted away, revealing a gentle smile, and said, "Do you think that this situation is worth nothing?"

Bian Chenwu raised his glass and touched Ling Rangjin lightly: "It's my wish in this life, and it's finally come true."

Feng Qiongye leaned over: "Say, what are you talking about?"

Bian Chenwu picked up a chopstick of mutton for him: "Stop drinking and eat something."

The young man paused, and smiled at his sweetheart: "Uncle Shi and I are talking, what more can I ask for?"

Ye Shenhua fell asleep, but Ling Rangjin was wearing a fox fur and pulled Bu Fanshuang out the door.Xuebai Yueming looks like the painting that Ling Rangjin drew back then.Bu Fanshuang leaned against the snow-covered tree, and said with a smile, "You don't sleep at night, so invite me to come here?"

Ling Rang frowned with a smile, he took out a box and handed it to him: "A gift."

Curious, Bu Fanshuang opened the brocade box, but saw two things lying inside, one was a delicate jade flute, the whole body was blue, and the other was indeed a key.

Bu Fanshuang looked at the jade flute, and thought: "You went out one day and came back to wait for a piece of good jade, and I haven't seen you take it out since then."

"You guessed right." Ling Rangjin said with a smile, "I carved it myself."

Bu Fanshuang picked up the key: "What about this one?"

Ling Rangjin approached him, putting his finger on Bu Fanshuang's hand: "I bought a courtyard, where the four seasons are distinct and the scenery is picturesque."

"That's our future home." The author has something to say: I also want to buy a suite casually【×