"Miss Ning. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Fuqin's smile was moving, "Master and Uncle Shi knew that the girl had a guest here last night, but it was not easy to disturb, at this time I specially asked me to come to invite, I wonder if it is convenient for the girl and your friends to take the time to meet?"

Ning Qingqiu naturally agreed.

The group met Lu Changsheng and them halfway through, Fuqin was sent to invite Ning Qingqiu and them, and the others naturally had disciples arranged by Bafang You Yunzhai to invite.

These people can be regarded as an inexorable confluence.

Lu Changsheng and the others were a little surprised, knowing that there were people visiting the courtyard of Qiye and Ning Qingqiu last night, and the aura was very powerful, and several people knew it in their hearts, in this small world, there were only a handful of such strong people, and if they were calculated, there was only Zang Feng.

After all, they have been photographed, and they have even played tricks with people during the seven nights, so they can be called a little friendship, so it is understandable that they came to visit in the middle of the night.

It's just-

Why haven't I seen each other all night, I feel that this Zang Feng and Ning Qingqiu have a lot of harmonious relationship?

Swords are interconnected, although there is such a peerless swordsman as Qiye by his side, Ning Qingqiu can still get a lot of things from Zang Feng.

In terms of the purity of his dedication to swords, Ning Qingqiu is more similar to Zang Feng in some aspects, Qiye has a wider understanding of the Tao because of the sun and the moon, and he will be very powerful and excellent at learning anything, but in comparison, he prefers knives to eighteen weapons.

But that's not the only one.

Seven nights love knives, but it's not extreme knives.

Of course, it's not that every monk has to forget about his own Dao life and death, it's just that although Zang Feng is not so powerful compared to Qiye, it is much purer, or his understanding is closer to Ning Qingqiu.

It's not a question of which attitude is better, it's just that there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, depending on the individual's understanding.

Seven nights can allow her to draw inferences from others, and Zang Feng can also give her a lot of references.

So the two of them talked harmoniously and happily.

Zang Feng didn't expect that one day he would talk so much with a Jindan monk or a woman.

At first, it was completely because of the complicated bad taste in his heart that he talked to Ning Qingqiu, in order to simply add to the blockage of Qiye, although he admired Qiye's knife and strength, but how to say that Zang Feng had not tasted defeat since his debut, there was still a little bit of bad taste in his heart, no matter how he was a young man.

People have emotions, and he is defeated by Qiye, he is not depressed and has no negative emotions, but if the other party is unhappy, it can be achieved by talking to Ning Qingqiu without effort, and Zang Feng is still quite happy in it.

But gradually, such thoughts disappeared.

Ning Qingqiu was really a very good sword cultivator.

Although the strength is not in the eyes of Zang Feng, the understanding of kendo is very refreshing.

You must know that although Ning Qingqiu is not a monk who has been immersed in this way for many years, and her experience is not as good as Zang Feng, but when she came through it, she still gave her a lot of different understandings about the bottlenecks of these cultivations in the past, so sometimes she said it in a word, although it did not bring forth the new, but it still gave people a lot of inspiration.

The two were very speculative.

Although Qiye was not very happy that Ning Qingqiu was too close to the other men, she also knew that Zang Feng didn't mean this to her at all, and Ning Qingqiu herself would not pretend to the men next to her when she was with him, if there was no trust at all, there was no need for the two of them to continue walking.

It's just that...... It's still not cool.

The others were silent, and Fuqin tried to slow down as much as possible.

I feel terrible.

Going to the banquet so slowly, she didn't dare to urge, she could only let them get out of the turtle speed, talking about those unfathomable theories that she couldn't even understand, to be honest, she had always been proud in the past, the young Jindan monk, there were many suitors with good looks, there were Yuanying masters, there were younger brothers and sisters who admired her, and there were heavenly pride who pursued her, and behind her was a behemoth like Bafang Youyunzhai...... There's no reason why she shouldn't be proud.

But all of this was broken by yesterday's group.

It's not as good as strength, it's not as talented as it is talent, it's more than the background...... People are already on an equal footing with her master's generation, and even her posture is a little flattering, compared to her face-

This one is not comparable.

Fuqin was very injured yesterday and was choked by the blows.

It turned out not to be the worst, only worse, and she couldn't even understand what they were saying today, but she didn't know how much she had been left behind in her opinion.

From today onwards, we must be indignant!

She clenched her fists.

Ning Qingqiu didn't know how much psychological pressure she had caused to others, her eyebrows were full of joy.

Zang Feng is a person, although he doesn't talk much, he doesn't say much, and sometimes he knows that this person may not be a rock but a black belly with a bad stomach, but he is indeed a trustworthy person.

Being a lover, such a person is loyal to the knife, maybe like Simon blowing snow, will cut off his love and make the woman who falls in love with him sad, but if you are friends, all this is fine.

He will stick a knife in his friend's ribs, just like Ximen blowing snow to Lu Xiaofeng.

Ning Qingqiu admired him very much.

And most importantly,

She glanced at the man beside her slightly, her eyebrows were trimmed, she was handsome to the extreme, and she was indifferent to the extreme, only when she looked at her, there were light and soft ripples in those unfathomable eyes.

She wished that Seven Nights could have a friend.

Mingyuan is good friends with them, but the connection between the two is entirely because of her, she hopes that Qiye will have a like-minded friend, Zang Feng is undoubtedly a very good choice, she sees that the aura of the two people is quite compatible, not at all like Lu Changsheng and Qiye meet, even if they don't speak or conflict, they are tense silence.

Ning Qingqiu loves someone and doesn't want the other party to have only her in the world, that would be too selfish.

The people she loves deserve the best of everything in the world.

The best.

Whether it's a lover or a friend.

Ning Qingqiu smiled slightly, his eyes were like autumn water, and his eyes were like crescent moons.

Qiye didn't know what she was thinking, and she felt like her heart was soaked in honey, soft and sweet, emotions stirred in the blood, but firmly wrapped in the thickness.

It's finally here.

Fuqin let out a long breath, and if she continued to rub it in, she suspected that Master Qianmei couldn't help but come out to urge people, this section of the road, I didn't think it was so long on weekdays......

The days are like years, and today I finally have seen it.