Zhuang Ling nestled in Lu Feixue's arms, directing him to move through the chaotic crowd and run towards Si Yexuan's position.
The reason why he didn't just run over was to prevent Mo Ran from holding a grudge and flying directly to the destination to wait for them to die.
Although she made a move to contain Mo Ran, it was hard to say how long she could contain him.
Because Mo Ran appeared faster than what was written in the novel, he was a time bomb.
Zhuang Ling was thinking about something when she suddenly saw that Qu Yao was going to block killing moves as Si Yexuan to enhance the emotional scene between the male and female protagonists, as written in the plot. How could she allow the plot to progress smoothly?
Once the plot begins to favor the female protagonist, whatever the female supporting role does will be sanctioned.
When her counterattacks against the heroine were always frustrated before, she knew that the plot would never take shape.
There is no advantage in the first place, how can it become a disadvantage?
Zhuang Ling threw the dagger in her hand quickly and accurately, accurately deflecting the dark sword that the demon cultivator sneaked towards Si Yexuan!
When Si Yexuan heard the sound of a sharp weapon hitting behind him, he quickly turned around.
When he pulled back Qu Yao who was blocking his back, he pierced the demon cultivator who almost succeeded in a sneak attack with his sword!
Then he stretched out his two fingers and recited the incantation, recalling the dagger out of thin air, which had been knocked upside down by the force and disappeared. Another demon cultivator wanted to sneak attack on him.
Si Yexuan frowned and swung the long sword in all directions with his right hand. After the awe-inspiring sword energy knocked back countless demon cultivators who were bullying him, he held the summoned dagger in his left hand and his heart sank a little.
Although he knew that cultivating the Tao was important in cultivating relationships, he did not expect that the dagger he gave her to save his life would become the dagger she threw to save his life.
Is all this a coincidence, or is it destiny?
Si Yexuan knew in his heart that he was more inclined to the latter, and hoped it would be the latter.
When Zhuang Ling saw Si Yexuanneng making a secret to recall the dagger, she only raised her eyebrows slightly, said nothing, and showed no surprise.
Because she knows that in the novel, weapons that can be controlled by thoughts must be magical weapons, and magical weapons are quite expensive, and they are rare props that may not be available even if they are priced.
No matter what mentality Si Yexuan had in giving it to her, it would not be within her consideration.
Because she has decided that Lu Feixue will grow up with Lu Feixue, and will never be eager for quick success and quick success like the heroine.
Zhuang Ling knew that Lu Feixue had a delicate mind. She could detect the changes in Si Yexuan's treatment of her, and her master Lu would also be able to detect it.
But he didn't ask anything, and he was as well-behaved as a good student who graduated from a virtuous college.
Zhuang Ling nestled in his arms, watching him follow her instructions and run to Si Yexuan's position without any grudges. Her pink and white fingertips couldn't help but touch the word "Ling" hidden in her skirt that he had embroidered with his own hands. strokes.
In the layers of clothes, each stroke was slowly taking shape. He was embarrassed to help her dress, so he used the method of learning strokes by a young child to teach her how to dress.
The men's clothing Zhuang Ling is wearing now is a ready-made garment made by him after listening to her words. Not only did he not ask questions, but he also stayed up late to work on it for her.
Master Lu treats her wholeheartedly, and she can't hurt his heart and let him think that she and Si Yexuan have nothing to do with each other.
Even though she had told him what she and Si Yexuan had said and what she had gotten, she still couldn't worry about her way • Menghulu • Dashen • Feixue.
When he pursed his lips and said nothing, it was when he was thinking wildly, but he didn't say anything to embarrass her.
This is not good. You cannot be silent about emotional matters, nor can there be any gaps or gaps that can be avoided, let alone allow conflicts to arise quietly.
Zhuang Ling thought about it again and again, and decided to use an extremely straightforward way to calm his heart, and at the same time cut off the rotten peach blossoms that were not in the right momentum for herself!
When he stopped near Si Yexuan and let her step on the ground, she put her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes and kissed his thin lips, declaring her relationship with him openly amidst the chaos of the battle. Relationship.
When Lu Feixue guessed why she did this, she stopped being formal and kissed back selfishly.
Because his little girl is getting more and more beautiful and outstanding, he is really afraid that he will not be good enough for her.
He always remembered what his master said before, thinking about it all the time, and it hurt all the time.
Lu Feixue was not afraid that he had no choice. He was only afraid that she had no choice, and that she would be abducted by other men and abandon him.
Instead of being frightened, it is better to take advantage of the situation, take advantage of the little girl's initiative to ask for a kiss, and let everyone know that his little girl is his woman.
When Si Yexuan led the surviving disciples to jointly resist the attack of the demon cultivator, he suddenly saw her and her senior brother kissing in the protective circle as if no one else was around, her face so dark that it could drip ink.
"Lu Feixue, your junior sister is young and ignorant. As her senior brother, you don't teach her how to make progress, but instead lead her into trouble?"
Hearing this, Zhuang Ling's red lips left Lu Feixue's thin lips. She lazily nestled in his arms, panting lightly and curled her lips and said: "My senior brother and I have been engaged, and we will also become Taoist couples in the future. You You can’t do that and go online, right?”
As long as this guy saw it, it wouldn't be in vain for her to be shameless and perform a kissing scene in public.
When Si Yexuan cut off the demon cultivator's head with a sword, he said with a cold face: "Sword cultivators need to cut off seven emotions and six desires, and not be moved by external objects. Therefore, they should keep their true nature and pursue the great path, and form a Taoist partner with the sword cultivator. Going against his original intention, destroying his will lightly, and seriously destroying his Taoist heart, as a disciple of Jianfeng, you must not be tainted in the slightest. Didn't Elder Jiu tell you about the rules of Jianfeng?"
Zhuang Ling was stunned for a moment.
She clearly remembered that the author had not written what Si Yexuan said, and Jiu Laoxian had not told her.
She had been surprised before that, as the senior brother of Jianfeng, Si Yexuan had always enjoyed the best resources, but his achievements were not as high as those of Lu Feixue, who later joined Jianfeng.
It turns out that the answer to the question is that one is emotional and the other is not!
Zhuang Ling lowered her head in guilt. Will she become a stumbling block for Master Lu?
If she ruined his future, she would definitely feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Lu Feixue hugged his lost and aggrieved little girl, wrapped his big hands around the little girl's hand, rested his chin on the top of the little girl's hair, and looked directly at Si Yexuan with his dark eyes.
"I will use my sword to become a god, and I will become a Taoist couple with her."
Si Yexuan looked back with cold eyes and said indifferently: "It's a good thing to have confidence. Whether you can do it or not is another matter."
Zhuang Ling looked at Si Yexuan's face that made him want to slap him, and said unhappily: "I believe that my senior brother will definitely become a god, just wait and see!"
Seeing that she was sure and convinced, Si Yexuan frowned and summoned an ownerless sword from the pile of corpses outside, then raised the hilt and threw it at Lu Feixue.
"Then prove it to me and don't hide behind me and brag!"
Zhuang Ling saw that Lu Feixue was faster than her in catching the sword. She was so angry that she couldn't grab the sword. She pointed angrily at Si Yexuan.
"It's your personal revenge!"
The disciples of the Huaqing Sect who were responsible for escorting mortals to the sect were all dead, not to mention how strong Lu Feixue, who had just arrived in the world of immortality, could resist!
Those demonic cultivators kill without blinking an eye, are also cunning and cunning, and can even perform spells far beyond the imagination of mortals!
Even if her master is extremely talented, she still has to have a buffer period of study time to follow up!
She had just come to the world of immortality not long ago, and her family's master Lu hadn't learned anything. Si Yexuan cynically deceived her family's master Lu to die because of personal grudges!
Damn it, bastard, the heroine’s man really doesn’t have any good qualities.
Fortunately, she saved the heroine's life by throwing a dagger, which saved him from feeling guilty towards the heroine and prevented her moral character from kidnapping him, but he turned around and turned against her family master!
This guy repays kindness with hatred. It's no wonder that people in the Immortal Sect love internal strife and are always unable to defeat the demonic cultivators who are dedicated to causing destruction!
Si Yexuan ignored Zhuang Ling. He killed the demon cultivators who came again with a cold look. He glanced at Lu Feixue and said indifferently: "If you can't do it, come back. I am Senior Brother Jianfeng and I will protect you." "safety"
Lu Feixue pursed her lips and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When Zhuang Ling saw Lu Feixue running away, she hurriedly shouted: "Don't act out of anger!"
Seeing that she was about to chase her, Si Yexuan said coolly: "Your senior brother can't carry it clearly, but you should be able to carry it clearly. If you run out, your life or death will be at stake."
Zhuang Ling glanced around, but couldn't find the sword no one wanted, so she pulled out the sword hairpin from her hair. Her fingertips were slightly hooked, she turned the sword hairpin in her hand, and gestured fiercely at Si Yexuan. Down.
"Don't worry about it!"
Seeing her running after Lu Feixue without looking back, Si Yexuan couldn't help but tighten his grip on the long sword in his hand.
Qu Yao was watching the show, thinking that Si Yexuan had been humiliated, which made her expression extremely ugly. She was just about to comfort her softly, but she saw him chasing after him with his sword in hand.
What is so good about that damn girl that deserves all of them to abandon her!
