Seeing Feng Wuxie's slightly surprised gaze, he heard what she said again......

"Of course. ”

Emperor Qianxie looked at Feng Wuxie with such an arrogant expression that you think you can hide from me for this little thing.

However, that's all he knows.

And it was also told to him by the great star Cheng Cangli, who had the soul power of fate.

"What else do you know besides this?" Feng Wuxian asked curiously.

Di Qianxie's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "I also know that you came here to marry me as a daughter-in-law." ”

Feng Wuxie: "......"

The strange logic of the Emperor Sect Master always caught her off guard.

Can you be more serious?

However, Feng Wuxian knew that in front of the Emperor Sect Master, it was useless to ask more about this.

Feng Wuxian had just comprehended the Ming Sword Technique, which had consumed a lot of soul power and physical strength, she licked her dry lips, walked to the table, and poured water for herself.

"You haven't answered me yet, who made you practice this sword-breaking technique?!" Emperor Qianye asked again.

"My master recommended this set of swords that I learned. ”

"Which master are you?"

"Master Jingshui of the Northern Wilderness Academy. ”

“…… Haven't heard of it. The new kid is a messy man! Misguided children! Don't listen to him!"

"You also know this set of swordsmanship?" Feng Wuxian asked.

Emperor Qianxie glanced at Feng Wuxie, who was drinking water, and snorted: "This swordsmanship is very famous, it's hard to think about it!"

Feng Wuxian thought, since this is the case, then the Ming Sword Swordsmanship must be a peerless swordsmanship that is famous in the world!

She has to work harder and practice harder!

However, she had just made up her mind like this—

"Do you know why it's so famous?" said Emperor Qianxie, as if he was deliberately trying to appease her......

"I don't know!" Feng Wuxian shook his head: "Because this swordsmanship is very powerful? ”

Emperor Qianye frowned.

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph. ”

Feng Wuxian was baffled by his cold snort: "What's wrong?"

Who provoked him again?

"Open your mouth and close your mouth is Shizun, he is a man? How old is he? Why is the name Jingshui so girly? Is he better looking than me? Soul art is better than me? You trust him so much? If he asks you to practice, you can practice?!"

Emperor Qianxie's face showed a jealous murderous aura.

Feng Wuxian was completely speechless.

"Emperor Sect Master, didn't we explain the sword, why did you go to something else?"

"Heh, what kind of master do you say this swordsmanship is very powerful?"

"No, he said, it's a lot of fun to practice. "But naturally it's also very powerful, after all, it's the top set of swordsmanship in Haotian Academy......

The latter sentence was silently recited by Feng Wuxian in his heart.

But listening to Emperor Qianxie, he further explained with a mocking face: "Heh, it's really interesting - this swordsmanship, whoever practices it will die!"

"Poof-" Feng Wuxian almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

What did he say?

Is it necessary to dislike Ming Jian so much?

That's because the requirements of the Ming Sword for the mind and soul are too high, so the success rate of practicing this set of swordsmanship is relatively low.

If a sword practitioner cannot overcome his inner demons, he will be lost and eventually die......

What does it mean to practice and who dies......

There's always something to be done, right?

Feng Wuxian glanced at him: "You haven't come to see me for so long, did you just come over and curse me to death?" ”

Emperor Qianxie's face sank: "Who cursed you to die? This sect leader is afraid that you will play with fire, so he poured you a basin of cold water first." ”

After speaking, he turned his face away, and looked awkward and angry: "Also, this set of swordsmanship has broken through the demons in your heart, and it is not impossible to practice in the future, just don't always mix with those men who are not careful!"

“………… Who is the man who is not careful?" Feng Wuxian really couldn't think of it.

"All men except me are indiscriminate. Do you know?" Emperor Qianye emphasized: "Including the master you said!"

Feng Wuxian was angry with his words.

He said that the mirror water is not three, not four?

Isn't that two?

Feng Wuxian smiled with a smile:

"So, Emperor Sect Master, you said that others are not three or four, do you yourself have three and four?"

"Say whatever you want!"

Feng Wuxian asked with interest:

"Then tell me, do you have three subordinates and four virtues, or do you have three wives and four concubines?"

The illusion of Emperor Qianxian was staring at her straight at this moment:

"Why is your mouth so powerful? Every time you quarrel with me, you are sharp and make me want to kiss you. ”

Feng Wuxie: "......"

In the face of such a brazen and arrogant and domineering person.

- What more could she say?

Silence is golden.

And yet—

"Why didn't you say it?"

The Emperor Sect Master asked.

Feng Wuxian glared at him: "I'm too lazy to tell you." ”

There was silence in the room.

The two men glared at each other.

Finally, Emperor Qianye couldn't help it:

"I'm going into retreat soon, if you don't say a few more words to me, what will I do with you in the future?

Feng Wuxian frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"It's the same as you - cultivate, break through. Emperor Qianxie's face looked particularly fair and handsome against the backdrop of a red dress, and there seemed to be a trace of indescribable tenderness hidden between his eyebrows.

In fact, he rarely showed such an expression, in Feng Wuxian's memory, most of the time, he had a cold and smelly face, although it was not a fierce god, but it was almost the same......

Once he became gentle, Feng Wuxian felt that he might have to hide it from her...... Go through something dangerous.

"How long are you going to retreat??What are you cultivating??," Feng Wuxian asked three times.

Every question is on her mind!

Emperor Qianye successfully saw this woman's worried and concerned look towards herself, and her expression became more and more evil and proud-

"Why, you miss me, right?"

"Absolutely. For this, Feng Wuxian did not hesitate, nor was he pretentious.

She quarreled with him, quarreled with him, disliked it, or angry.

If he really wanted to retreat for a long time, she would definitely miss him.

She may be a person because she was born as a military doctor, and she used to always mix with those comrades-in-arms in the army.

After spending a lot of time with men, she made her own personality like a man.

Feng Wuxian knew that he lacked the unique gentleness of other women, which was due to his personality, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to change.

But—

treats Emperor Qianxie and treats feelings, she will never be hypocritical.

should dislike his high-minded stinky temper, she just dislikes.

I should like the way he spoils her strongly, she just likes it.

Emperor Qianye was obviously very satisfied with her answer: "Yes, I just said that your mouth is getting more and more tricky, and you will learn to behave well." ”

"You haven't answered my question yet-" Feng Wuxian stared at him and asked again repeatedly, "How long is the retreat, what is the cultivation, is there any danger?!"

Emperor Qianye did not hide it, and replied truthfully:

"The duration of the retreat is uncertain, but it will not be short, it will be as short as half a year or as long as two or three years. ”

"it!"

Feng Wuxian really couldn't hold back this voice: "For so long, Emperor Qianxie, are you in retreat or giving birth to a child?!Two or three years...... Can you give birth to a child, what kind of monster do you have to train into after so long?!"

"Woman, my soul power cultivation has already reached the realm of the desolate gods a long time ago, do you know?"

Feng Wuxian nodded: "I know, Mo Rong told me." ”

"Hmm. Emperor Qianye bowed his head slightly, and laughed at himself: "I have reached the realm of the desolate gods, but I am still cultivating every day, do you know?"

"Yes. ”

Soul magicians are always eager for more powerful power, but the realm of the desolate gods is already the highest in the world, and above that realm, what is it, who would have thought?

Who can reach it?

"Since I returned to the Emperor Spirit Sect, I have been secretly investigating the origin of the Holy Gate. The Templars are secretive, but fortunately they are not ignorant of them. ”

There was a hint of pride in Emperor Qian's evil expression: "Although the sect did not particularly target them because the Holy Gate did not hinder us before, as the master of the Emperor Spirit Continent, the Emperor Spirit Sect still maintains a certain amount of attention to them!"

"So what?" Feng Wuxian showed a "really powerful" expression at the right time.

The Great Sect Master was very impressed by her expression: "So, it didn't take much effort for me to find out the traces of those guys after I went back, and destroyed one of their secret strongholds. I'm ...... from there."

He was about to say the key point.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door—

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