Shenshan Villa is located near the south gate.
On top of the super large artificial lake called "Sea Palace".
Dressed in white, she looks like a fairy, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.
It’s truly drool-worthy and admiring!
Her identity is Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of Ling Pu, the owner of the manor, and the eighth princess in the palace of Prince Shenyuan Fan.
The beloved daughter of the feudal lord was hovering above the sea and looking down. She was concentrating on teasing a giant red dragon with great interest.
The huge blood-red dragon, under Ling Xiaoxiao's command, kept rolling its body in the sea water, roaring from time to time, and spitting out blazing flames from its mouth.
The fire burns the sea water, causing a large number of ripples and bubbles, which is very interesting!
Only for Ling Xiaoxiao.
After experiencing the miraculous experience in Leihuo Xuanyun Guixu, I don't know why, but my mind and body have become quite mature.
There is no longer the childish nature that was unique to her girlhood, and the ridiculous state of being stupid and stupid before.
But occasionally, just occasionally.
She will still release a part of her sincerity to relieve stress and relieve the boredom and boredom accumulated in her chest.
After the battle at White Bone Beach, there was no more demon sect in the Splendid Dynasty. To be precise, not even half of the martial arts sect that could be called a "large" one was left.
The grand scene in the world that the Sword Master Ying Chun was very satisfied with in the past has gone forever and has become a memory in the minds of the people, no longer existing in the world!
It is precisely because of this that Ling Xiaoxiao feels that there is nothing really interesting to do.
Perhaps the only thing that can make her a little more interested now is to find her own "road" and try to reach the eighth level.
And playing with the fire dragon demon in the Sea Palace.
People without addiction are the most miserable and terrible.
Sadly, Ling Xiaoxiao found that after going through huge changes, she gradually lost a lot of the fun in life she originally had.
I used to love having fun the most, but now I seem to have no energy for most entertainment projects...
Is it possible that, as a human monk, I have to move away from the "human" species little by little?
If people lose their humanity, can they no longer be called human beings?
Alas!
"Red, pay attention while diving, and spray fire downwards. Spray as much as possible this time. The coverage area of the bubbles must be at least ten feet!"
Ling Xiaoxiao was in mid-air, giving orders to the fire dragon on the sea below, her voice cold and cold, as if there was no hint of humanity in it.
The road is ruthless, but people are affectionate.
Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth sister of the Ling family, was originally the most emotional person among the eight daughters and one son of the Ling family.
Now, she has changed greatly.
In appearance and soul, he is no longer the same Ling Xiaoxiao as before!
The real owner of the demon-slaughtered fire dragon named "Red" was not Ling Xiaoxiao, but this long-haired woman in snowy white clothes had a too hard fist.
Once he disobeys the order, he will immediately be greeted with a fist-cup.
"Red" didn't listen to her at first, but after receiving a few hard punches, she finally realized that if she didn't obey, she might be beaten to death, and the master with whom she had made a contract would not favor her at all. .
Then he began to obey Ling Xiaoxiao's words obediently, telling him to go east and never dare to go west. He told him to go north, but he would never have the courage to go south!
He let it go and regarded the woman in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, as his second master.
This is why the giant red dragon performed so docilely in the sea to entertain the eighth daughter of the Ling family.
It’s not because it wants to be like this, it’s just because if it wasn’t so well-behaved and sensible, it would really have had its bones broken by that girl in white!
The woman in white, with her robes swaying, looks like a fairy descending to earth.
On the sea surface, there is the giant dragon demon who is forced to perform again.
At this time, a green-robed young man with a snow-white sword under his feet arrived at the seaside of the palace.
Ling Xiaoxiao could tell at a glance that the person coming was Ling Zhen, the ninth younger brother with whom she had the best relationship. She immediately smiled, walked over, and stood next to the young man who was hovering with his sword.
"Brother Zelin, why do you have time to come see your sister? What's the matter?"
Ling Xiaoxiao asked.
Ling Zhen waved his hand, "It's okay, nothing at all. What can happen to me? Can't I come and play with my good sister if I'm okay?"
Ling Xiaoxiao didn't quite believe it. She narrowed her beautiful cherry-red eyes, walked closer, stared into Ling Zhen's eyes, and said with a serious tone of questioning: "Really? Tell the truth, yes. Isn’t it really okay?”
The latter was really frightened by the white-clothed woman staring at him, and he had goosebumps all over his body. Ling Zhen sighed inwardly, "The Ling Xiaoxiao from before must be better. At least she wouldn't stare at me like that at that time. It’s like looking at an enemy.”
The young man in green robe changed the subject with a playful smile: "Look at you, what do you look like? Are you interrogating a prisoner? If your brother and I can't trust you, then no one in the world can trust you!"
Ling Xiaoxiao curled her lips and snorted. There was a disdainful expression on her pretty and delicate face, "It's just because you are Ling Zhen, the number one veteran among us, that I don't believe you."
Ling Zhen was a little embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and suddenly realized something, "By the way, Sister Xiaoxiao, where is my seventh sister? I have been busy practicing these days, why haven't I seen her? Isn't she in this palace?"
Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head, "No, she has been quite depressed recently and doesn't talk much. She should be staying on Tongyuegui now, with Xingchui and Bunkou accompanying her, maybe things will get better. "
The young man Ling Zhen sighed, "After experiencing that kind of thing, I haven't come out of the shadow yet, and then suddenly, I learned the news of my mother's death. No one would be able to recover from such a big blow. , someone should enlighten her, otherwise there is no way to keep her mood depressed... The fourth sister and the fifth sister have not left yet. I thought they had already left the villa like the eldest and second sisters. ! Where are the third sister and sixth sister, they should leave."
"Gone, gone, all gone. Third sister followed Duanmu Ding, and sixth sister returned to Mirror City. Haha, they are all white-eyed wolves. They refuse to stay any longer, as if the family can control them!"
Ling Xiaoxiao scolded angrily, "Sister's reason is somewhat tolerable. Shang Academy has course schedules, so it's not advisable to take too long. We have to go back with Senior Ying as soon as possible. I can barely understand it. As for us The second sister Ling Jieao, huh, that was so unruly. She sent her mother a funeral and then left? She didn’t even eat tofu rice. She was really crazy. Her mother really raised her for nothing. Big!”
Ling Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe the second sister has some urgent matters to deal with?"
Ling Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes fiercely and said in displeasure: "What trouble can she have? It's just that our temple has too little incense and can't afford her Ling Jieao's big Buddha. She has to run outside to feel comfortable. ,free!"
Ling Zhen tried to comfort her, "Don't be angry, Sister Ha Xiaoxiao. The second sister is just as her name suggests. She has a temper like that. She is used to being alone. That temper is so fierce! Even if our father is not convinced, why can he come back to pay tribute? If you worship your mother, she will be considered filial."
Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly and said disdainfully: "If she can be considered filial, then you and I can be included in the 'Twenty-four Filial Piety'!"
Ling Zhen smiled dryly a few times, trying to flatter him, and said, "Sister Xiaoxiao, I just saw you playing with Hong. How was it? Does it obey you?"
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the giant dragon on the sea below and said with a smile: "I didn't listen very much at first, but after I punched him a few...more than a dozen times, he obeyed me obediently."
Ling Zhen felt slightly distressed that she had formed a contract with him to talk about the Demonic Fire Dragon, but he didn't know much about it, so he gave a fake thumbs up and praised: "It has to be Sister Xiaoxiao. You can use your fists to reason with the Demonic Fire Dragon. This is really reasonable. Hard, haha!”
Ling Xiaoxiao is now as smart as snow and has an exquisite mind. She has quickly noticed the abnormality of her ninth brother. She must have something on her mind, so she goes straight to the point and says: "I have been flattering you since just now. Come on, let me find you, sister." What do you want to do? If not, please leave the Sea Palace quickly and don’t interfere with me playing with the dragon."
Ling Zhen cursed in his heart, "This is obviously my dragon", and said cheerfully: "You are indeed my sister Xiaoxiao. I can't hide anything from you. This is not your brother and I, I have been in seclusion these days. Qi refining is a little unfamiliar with actual combat. Xu Bailing is busy teaching Xiao Qun how to practice and doesn't want to trouble her..."
"So you're here to trouble me?"
Ling Xiaoxiao raised her beautiful eyebrows and said, "I can spar with you, but your body is too weak, can you withstand my fist? Don't break up, I will feel bad for you."
Ling Zhen's face was full of bitterness, "Sister Xiaoxiao, just be gentler and hit me with less force and then go to school."
Ling Xiaoxiao frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Well, I've been practicing the 'teleportation technique' taught to me by Taoist Master Xianhao recently. It can be regarded as an extremely light-body kung fu. It can change one's body and shape, and it can be transformed into ever-changing forms." , very powerful. How about you practice with me?"
Ling Zhen thought it was interesting, "Okay, what kind of training method should I use?"
Ling Xiaoxiao grinned, "For a stick of incense, I won't make a move. You just pass the moves or the sword. As long as I get hit by you even once, I will lose. How about that?"
Ling Zhen, who was holding the long sword in mid-air, laughed out loud after hearing this. He patted his chest confidently and said loudly: "You should go all out!"
After the next stick of incense, the curtain rose above the palace, and the young man in green robe tried his best, even holding the divine sword in his hand, performing a high-grade swordsmanship, fighting without leaving any strength.
But no matter how Ling Zhen attacks, no matter how fierce and swift those attacks are, they can always be easily dodged by his eighth sister and barely pass by!
That white dress is extremely agile.
She dodges and retreats, like a beautiful girl from Lingshan Mountain, wandering and thinking about others.
I don’t know whether it’s because Xian Hao, the most powerful person in human Taoism, has too powerful skills, or because Ling Xiaoxiao’s own cultivation base is too amazingly strong.
In short, the result is that after a whole stick of incense passed, Ling Zhen launched his moves like crazy, attacking with all his strength, and his moves were both powerful and powerful.
But from the beginning to the end, he was doing useless and futile efforts, failing to climb or "touch" Ling Xiaoxiao in the slightest.
It was even so exaggerated that even the edge of the skirt of the white dress was not actually touched at all!
They both finally stopped.
The young man Ling Zhen, who had spent half an effort and failed to succeed, was panting and trying to stand firm, standing on the blade of the Bliss Sword.
I just feel that my energy has been greatly reduced, I feel exhausted, and I can no longer move.
If I fight again, I'm afraid I won't have the energy to stand up straight.
Ling Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in white and snowy, with her hands behind her back and a leisurely and comfortable posture, was floating in the air higher up on Ling Zhen's body. With her stunning eyebrows lowered, she looked down at her younger brother and said with a smile: "You have no strength now? No." Did you come to me specifically to accompany you in actual combat? How come I haven’t had enough yet, so why can’t you? "
The most unbearable thing for a man in the world is to be told by a woman like "Don't be oblique."
This humiliation seriously damages your face, but you must not swallow it in your stomach, otherwise, you will have to die of suffocation!
The young man in green robe raised his head and glared angrily at the woman in white above him. Ling Zhen let out a loud "hum" and shouted at Ling Xiaoxiao: "Who can't I talk to? Come again!"
With that, the young man took control of his energy and walked upwards, wanting to fight the Eighth Sister fiercely again.
If that special mode of you chasing and me escaping can also be called "war".
But at this moment, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded above the palace sea.
The sound was extremely miserable and shrill, as if he had suffered tremendous pain!
Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao looked down together.
The shocking sound sounded very quickly and disappeared very quickly.
I saw that the demon-slaughtered red dragon, covered in blood scales, had disappeared directly into the sea, and there was no trace of it.
When he looked again, the extremely huge red-scaled dragon was actually grabbed by the tail and dragged bit by bit from the sea to the shore!
The fire dragon was "forced" to go out to sea and reach the coast.
The people who came ashore were wearing green shirts, carried long swords, and had white hair all over their heads.
The old man in green shirt let go of the hand holding the dragon's tail, and his whole body suddenly shook with energy, completely dispelling the moisture in his body.
The clothes are fresh and clean, with no more water stains left.
Even the water on the white hair on the old man's head was blown away by the air waves, and not even a drop could be seen anymore.
With the sword on his back, just looking at the style of his clothes, he looked a bit like the old man in green shirt who was studying in the school. He raised his head and looked up.
The white-haired old man didn't have the slightest bit of a good attitude, his voice was loud, and he stretched out a finger to poke Ling Zhen, the young man in green robes above him.
The man in green shirt with the sword pointed his finger and shouted sharp words: "You can't even compare to a woman, what use can you expect? You are really a waste! I am ashamed of you!"
