The Big Winner of Cultivation

On a whim, Lin Chengfeng said that he would do a sword dance for everyone in the snow, and Wen Le naturally applauded repeatedly.

Lin Chengfeng jumped out of the Shaohua Pavilion, stood under a plum tree, took out the Minghe Sword that was carried behind his back, and with a clang, the long sword came out of its sheath.The thumb of his left hand clasps the ring finger and little finger, the index finger and middle finger stand up and form a sword finger, his left arm is raised in front of his eyes, and his right hand holds Ming He Yaozhi in front of him, making a beautiful gesture of raising his hands.

Lin Chengfeng didn't move at all, and his movements were astonishing.He flicked his right hand lightly, the sword light suddenly became brighter, and the sword energy sneered, and as he unleashed his sword moves, there was a sound of wind and thunder outside the pavilion.Inspired by the slightly chilly sword energy, the branches full of flowers lightly shed a few pieces.

With the rotation of his wrist holding the sword, the Minghe sword flipped out into blossoming sword flowers. It seemed random, but every blow accurately picked a snowflake, and Wen Le couldn't help applauding it.

Although Lin Chengfeng is a sword dancer, he doesn't have a trace of charm. His sword energy is like a rainbow, his sword momentum is like a dragon, and his sword light moves like flowing water. His gestures are naturally elegant.

Lin Chengfeng suddenly made a roundabout, his body turned sharply, Minghe sword suddenly rose, and gently picked up a plum blossom.The delicate flower lay quietly on top of the sword tip. The sword did not damage the integrity of the flower at all, and even the thin snow on the branches did not shake off.This trick seems easy, but it takes a certain amount of skill to do it like Lin Chengfeng's.Wen Le was even more impressed.

Lin Chengfeng made a dragon chant with his sword, flashing and moving.His head is full of black hair, his long hair is flying, no matter his figure or sword posture is elegant and graceful, his clothes are fluttering like a crane dancing, and it even makes people have an illusion that he wants to ride the wind to go home.

Lin Chengfeng turned around with his sword, and handed the plum blossom on the tip of the sword upside down to Wen Le, who was standing aside and staring in awe.Then he withdrew his sword intent, put the sword back into its sheath, and the surrounding plum blossoms were forced by the sword energy, and the petals fluttered down one after another, sprinkled all over him.In the heavy snowfall, Lin Chengfeng was tall and tall, and his clothes were whiter than the snow. He was as gentle as a phoenix, and as handsome as a crane, which made his face even more elegant and elegant.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, and he was like a dragon soaring like a group of emperors.Come like a thunderbolt, stop the wrath, stop like Jiang Hai condenses the light.The students of the Wen Le Chinese Department have been working for so long, and finally saw the real-life interpretation of this ancient poem. If you think about it, Aunt Gongsun's sword dance will not be much more beautiful than the elder brother's sword dance.

It should be said that Lin Chengfeng's appearance is much inferior to Fang Yue's, but at this moment, the figure standing in the rain of flowers is indescribably elegant and graceful.Wen Le didn't say anything, but she firmly remembered this scene in her heart.

After eating delicious food and admiring the beautiful scenery, the three of them were very satisfied, they cleaned up briefly, then walked back talking and laughing.

That night, Wen Le had a dream. In the dream, there was a beautiful woman looking back at him from among the flowers and trees and smiling. His heart fluttered and he couldn't help but chase after her.When Wen Le woke up and recalled this sweet dream, he realized that the beautiful woman in the dream who was vaguely shrouded in mist actually looked a bit like a senior brother.

Damn, I'm guilty, I'm so guilty, how can my young master think so much about my elder brother.Eldest brother is not a woman, so it would be disrespectful to think so.If you let the elder brother know, he will definitely laugh at me to death.Before he had time to feel the subtle throbbing sensation, Wen Le was quickly attracted by other things, that is... his trousers were actually sticky and wet.Fortunately, Wen Le has experience, he naturally knows that his current body, ahem, has officially entered puberty.With a little shyness, Wen Le sneaked out of the room, and hurriedly washed and hid the underwear while no one was around.

Three years later.

The mountain rain had just stopped, and the path was still a little slippery.

Xie Jinli and Hongtang were walking on the road talking and laughing.The two sisters are in the right age, one is charming, soft and beautiful; the other is beautiful and agile, heroic and free and easy;

Xie Jinli stopped suddenly, and before Hongtang could ask a question, her red lips were gently blocked by Jinli's jade fingers.

"Hush, listen, there is music."

There was an ethereal and ethereal music sound in the distance. I don't know what it is, but it is indescribably fresh and melodious, pleasant to the ear.The voice is deep and melodious, not as bright and melodious as the bamboo flute, nor as quiet and hoarse as the hole flute, nor is it like the quiet and distant sound of the piano.The two couldn't help being curious about what kind of musical instrument, what kind of tune, and who played it here.

The two women quickened their pace and turned around the mountain bay, the sound of the music became clearer and clearer, obviously the person playing the music was nearby.

Afraid of disturbing other people's elegance, Xie Jinli tiptoed lightly, Hongtang also stepped softly, and the two slowly moved closer.With the help of bushes and rocks, the two women covered their figures, only showing half of their small faces, and secretly glanced forward.

After seeing the appearance of that person clearly, Xie Jinli's heart thumped, and an inexplicable feeling arose spontaneously.

Not far away, a young man was leaning against the edge of the pavilion, holding a musical instrument shaped like a turtle shell, playing it leisurely.This young man's figure is delicate and straight but still immature, his skin is fair but has a warm color of sunshine, his eyes are comparable to the brightest stars in the night sky, his appearance is handsome, calm and elegant.

I just don't know why, but the young man's eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist, and his expression couldn't express sadness. This kind of faint sadness made people feel heartbroken, and couldn't help but want to say words of comfort.

"Stinky boy, do you think you can solve the problem by escaping?"

The music was suddenly interrupted by an extremely pleasant voice.The owner of the voice also quickly appeared in the sight of the two women.

The visitor was dressed in a red robe, with blue hair like black ink, looking at the young man with a half-smile.

This time even Hongtang also had Xia Fei's dimples and exclaimed in surprise.This young man in red was extremely beautiful, but it was a pity that there was a scar on his face, which made this handsome appearance that could win the hearts of thousands of women no longer perfect.

The young man in red seemed to have heard the commotion here, and glanced over coldly.His eyes were as clear as the blue sky, but as cold as the snow on the top of the mountain.The two women were startled, and then retreated a little bit, subconsciously turning into a half-squat.

"Junior brother, come back with me quickly, senior brother is still waiting for you."

The young man put away the musical instrument in his hand, and said with a grin: "I'm not going back. If you want me to go back, catch me and talk about it." As soon as he finished speaking, he unfolded his body skills, and gracefully flitted across the flowers and jumped down the mountain. go.

"Damn it!" The boy in red hurriedly chased after Yu Jian.

Seeing that both of them had left, Xie Jinli and Hongtang dared to stand up straight.

"Those two people just now..."

"It's so beautiful and has scars, I think it's probably what everyone said, Senior Brother Fang from Yunxiao Peak."

"The one called him Junior Junior Brother, so he should be Wen Le, Shen Shouzuo's disciple. It is said that he has cultivated to the tenth level of Qi refining in less than four years. The progress is so fast that no one can match it in a hundred years."

Well, they look really good-looking.The two felt sorry for not being able to take a closer look.Unknowingly, a ray of love among the girls was tied to Wen Le and Fang Yue.

At this time, Wen Le was running away desperately.Yujian's speed is faster than body skills, if Fang Yue Yujian is not yet proficient, if Wen Le has not used his body skills to the extreme, he would have been stopped by Fang Yue long ago.

Really, relying on foundation establishment to bully Qi refining is really too much.Wen Le pursed her lips contemptuously: When I reach the foundation building stage, young master, and my body skills have improved to the next level, you won't be able to catch up even if you want to.

Of course, this can only be said after Foundation Establishment.If you can't pull up the opponent's speed at the moment, you have to rely on means.

Wen Le dragged Lu Xiaoji into the water for the past three years, and the two worked hand in hand, one came up with ideas, the other crafted them, and made a lot of interesting little things.For example, Wen Le is throwing a black ball now.

The black ball suddenly exploded in the air, and a suspicious white mist completely covered Wen Le's back.

Wen Le laughed heartily and accelerated his escape.Fang Yue didn't dare to rush into the white mist rashly.He suffered a loss last time, relying on the fact that he was in the foundation building stage, he contacted it recklessly. As a result, although the powder inside was non-toxic, it made Fang Yue stink for many days.Although the fog in front of him looks and smells fine, if Wen Le has some tricks, if he gets caught, he will lose face at all as a senior brother.

Really cunning like a fox, slippery without holding back.Fang Yue secretly commented on Wen Le'an with these eight characters, slowed down the speed of the sword, and prepared to wait for the white mist to dissipate before moving forward to pursue.

It's just to let him build the foundation, why is this bastard unwilling?