"Whoosh-" There was a soft sound, and the blade was firmly inserted on the window lattice of Xuanyuan Yangyue's bedroom.

"Who?"

In the bedroom, there was an exclamation.

Ling Luo's eyes froze, and he quickly jumped away from the wall, dodged away, and his slender figure disappeared into the dark night.

Xuanyuan Yangyue frowned, her eyes fixed on the direction in which Ling Luo's body disappeared, her thin lips pursed, but she didn't step forward to chase after her.

She turned her head, her gaze falling on the green leaf above the window lattice.

A palm-sized tender leaf can actually sink into the window lattice for three points, and the other party's cultivation is definitely not to be underestimated, seventy or eighty percent above himself.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yangyue dispelled the idea of going forward to chase after her, but gently pulled out the leaf, and through the cold moonlight, she vaguely saw a line of words on it.

[Xuanyuan Ningjia covets the position of the crown princess, secretly thinks of His Royal Highness the prince, please pay more attention to the county lord of Yangyue. Well-known does not have]

Xuanyuan Yangyue's eyes widened suddenly, his face became extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Ningjia is just the daughter of Xuanyuan Bone, what qualifications do you have to compete with the county lord for the position of the crown princess, it is simply looking for death!" ”

Anything related to Xuanyuan Yu, she will lose her mind, so she ignores the question of who is "well-known".

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Ling Luo left the Holy Golden Hall all the way, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, and sneaked all the way back to the Holy Fire Hall.

Although she couldn't see it with her own eyes, she was already very sure how Xuanyuan Yangyue would react!

Xuanyuan Ningjia, Xuanyuan Ningjia, this is all self-inflicted, if you want to harm her, it is a thousand years early!

Back at the residence of the Holy Fire Hall, Ling Luo had a satisfied smile on her lips and slept comfortably.

Early the next morning, Ling Luo went to the main hall of the Holy Fire Hall in a sleepy state to listen to the morning class.

Yan Xiang looked a little different today.

Dressed in a strong suit and holding a long sword, he slowly walked into the main hall of the Holy Fire Hall.

"From today onwards, the Master will teach you one of the Sacred Fire Hall's peerless learnings, the Nine Heavens Fire Sword!"

As soon as these words came out, all the ** people immediately became energetic.

Yan Xiang's expression was habitual, his gaze swept over the faces of these young ** people one by one, and then he took out six volumes** from his sleeve and handed them to the only six ** left in the Holy Fire Hall, and said: "This is the sword technique of the Nine Heavens Fire Sword, you first comprehend it yourself." ”

Ling Luo also had a scroll in his hand.

She slowly pulled open the silk silk, and couldn't help but be attracted by the profound and wonderful mental sword technique on it.

Although this was Ling Luo's first time in contact with the Sword Cultivation Secret Method in the true sense, he could still feel the power of the Nine Heavens Fire Sword.

No matter what you cultivate, what you pay attention to is a word of enlightenment.

The six **s, some of them have bright eyes, some of them have deep brows, and some of them can't help sighing.

The gap in qualifications determines how much they can understand.

Yan Xiang sat down cross-legged on the ** in front of him, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, half an hour later.

Yan Xiang's eyes suddenly opened, and an extremely elite light burst out, and he said loudly, "Has anyone understood it?" ”

No one spoke.

Ling Luo pursed her lips, then slowly raised her little hand.

Feeling that the four senior brothers around her were looking at her with extremely surprised eyes, she hurriedly put her hand down again.