Qiu Jin seemed to have already known this, and just tilted his head slightly to avoid the sudden attack.
A sharp wave of air suddenly passed by his face, and with a "click" sound, the priceless hairpin had penetrated deeply into the wall of the auditorium.
"Are we going to take action now?"
Qiu Jin said helplessly, "Won't you chat with me for a while longer?"
"yes."
Leng Tao spat out a word coldly, like a sharp blade without emotion.
It has no other purpose than to hurt and kill people.
She slowly pulled out the sword from her waist. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a thick blue mist floated out and quickly filled the entire auditorium.
The whole house is falling into the harsh winter!
The chill chilled the bones and penetrated deep into the heart. Everyone present except Qiu Jin and Leng Tao, and Ling Zhen who was wearing a blue robe and slashing the dragon.
Everyone's teeth were chattering with the cold, and their whole bodies were trembling.
"Xiao Tao, can you take away the bit of zhenqi on your sword?"
Qiu Jin frowned solemnly and said, "Are you going to freeze everyone in this room to death?"
Leng Tao's exquisite face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and there was no change in expression. She spoke softly in a subtle voice: "Draw the sword."
Qiu Jin didn't argue much, it was useless after all. He simply said "hmm", twisted the sword skills with both hands, and the two Tongxuan long swords, one gold and one black, flew out of the sheath at the same time and hovered in the air.
Warmth spread instantly.
In one fell swoop, all the cold air in the house was dissipated, and not a single bit was left. It was truly spring in every room!
Leng Tao was shocked, her eyes widened like a clear pool, and she exclaimed with a trembling voice: "What... what is this?!"
"I have slightly improved your Sword Sect's secret technique, Frost Heaven Secret Technique, and created this 'Spring Welcome Technique', one for cold and one for warmth, one for winter and one for spring."
Qiu Jin straightened his chest and said with a smile, "Ice and Fire, how do you like it?"
As if she didn't understand the teasing meaning of this statement, Leng Tao hesitated on the spot for a moment. Immediately, her eyes glared with anger, she snorted softly, and then practiced the magic formula, and her internal energy continued to surge in her body.
The sapphire blue robe immediately began to swell and become erratic, and an extremely cold and frightening natal energy lingered on the long sword in her hand.
At this moment, Ling Zhen's thoughts moved greatly.
Just because he could faintly see Nangong Bingning's appearance in Leng Tao.
The two are very similar and have different approaches but similar effects.
Could it be said that all the pitiful, hateful, idiotic and resentful women in this world are all bitter and pretending to be heartless and unrighteous?
But seeing the blue shadow swaying rapidly, it suddenly had a terrifying speed like lightning.
The sword flashed.
prick!
All the guests in the hall had listened to the storyteller's "Assassination of Qiu Jialang by the Leng family daughter" for a whole month, and they were already familiar with the plot of the assassination scene.
But at this moment.
The life-and-death drama of "love turns to hate" has turned into a real reality before our eyes!
Two unsheathed long swords, one gold and one black, hovered in mid-air, flexible and shapeless.
Suddenly there was a huge tremor, shaking the warmth that filled the room.
The black gold sword energy faced off against the blue sword energy with the momentum of a military confrontation on the battlefield.
"hiss--"
Everyone could clearly hear a sound like flames extinguishing at this moment.
The bursts of warm current caused by the Spring Welcome Technique were overwhelming and overwhelming, unreasonably invading the cold air brought by the Frost Sky Sword Technique!
Hearing a "clang" sound, Leng Tao's sword fell to the ground.
She had a fairy face, but it was obvious that there was no air conditioning in the room. For some unknown reason, her entire soft body was shaking like chaff.
The golden sword and the black sword flew back into their sheaths. Qiu Jin turned around, pulled out the newly embedded hosta from the wall, held it tightly in his hand, and slowly walked towards the trembling blue-robed Leng Tao.
He stretched out his left hand and hugged her waist. With his right hand, he inserted the hairpin back into her hair, exposing only the most delicate part at the top.
Although the blue gem inlaid on the head of the hairpin is extremely crystal clear, it is a bit dim compared to the person wearing the hairpin. Comparing the two, the person is much more beautiful than the jade.
"I'm holding you, don't shake."
Qiu Jin looked directly into Leng Tao's bright eyes, "I've been hiding this hairpin on your head for ten years like a family heirloom. How can you just throw it away? That's too much, Xiao Tao."
Leng Tao faced Qiu Jin, who had been away for ten years, and was stunned for a moment at first. Then, her eyes gradually turned red out of control, and she felt sour and bitter for no reason.
She could no longer hold back her emotions, so she plunged into the thick chest of the man in front of her and beat Qiu Jin's back hard.
Leng Tao cried loudly like crazy: "Qiu Lang, you Qiu Lang who kills a thousand swords, I thought you were dead long ago! Since you are not dead, why don't you come to see me once in ten years?! I... …I really miss you so much!”
Ling Zhen saw this scene in his eyes, and the softness in his heart seemed to be touched. He couldn't help but shook his head and whispered: "It's a pity that the most passionate girl has the most trouble meeting a Bo Xinglang."
————
"Think about it, since that day in the wind and snow, after we hurriedly left at Yanming Pass, I have never been to see Xiao Shuang'er again, not even once."
Wei Jie, who considered himself a ruthless person, said to himself, "Actually, I also want to see her again, but..."
Qinglong Sword Immortal was at a loss for words for a long time, and then added: "I just don't know what to say or do when I see her again. It seems that whatever I say or do is wrong, a big mistake. It’s wrong, and it will only make the original debt bigger and more difficult to make up for!”
Ying Chun glanced at the green shirt with a look that looked like a fool, and just laughed coldly a few times, with a sarcastic and mocking expression on his face, but did not say any words.
Wei Jie thought to himself and whispered, "Perhaps that's what he said...it's better to forget each other than to stay together."
Ying Chun angrily cursed: "It's because there are so many people like you in the world that it's the most bullshit!"
————
In the lobby, in front of all the guests, Qiu Jin allowed the woman named Leng Mingtao to hit him again and again, seemingly unaware of any pain.
I don't know how long it had been, but he looked down at her in his arms and said softly: "Xiao Tao, I've missed you for ten years, and now I finally see you again. I'm so happy!"
Leng Tao stopped her fist, slowly left Qiu Jin's warm chest, looked up at his face, her eyes trembled slightly, and said warmly: "Qiu Lang, you have changed. The edges and corners of your face have become so clear, and your eyes have become deep. Already..."
She couldn't help herself, stretched out a delicate hand that looked like it was carved from white jade, gently touched Qiu Jin's chin, and said with a smile: "Ten years ago, there were no beards here."
Qiu Jin held Leng Tao's jade hand with his palm and said seriously: "I would rather hold your hand than hold the sword."
After saying that, Qiu Jin lowered his head and kissed her. The two of them kissed like no one else.
Ling Zhen smiled and narrowed his eyes.
The young man in green robe rubbed his hands habitually and said in his heart: "Brother Qiu is really good at flirting with girls."
