Ding Yi? How could he be involved? Siji got along before, and if you want to say that Ding Yi admires her, Fu Lingpei never believes it. What's more, if he is so thoughtful, he even throws off his usual followers, how can he mention it to others?

The female cultivator in the field, slim and elegant, wearing a plain pink peach skirt, with straight shoulders and straight bones, not like silk lingering, more like green man and green bamboo, has its own wanton and romantic state, and is more famous and beautiful. Lu Xuanche was stunned for a while.

Fu Lingpei raised her eyes and looked, Lu Xuanche looked like a pig brother who was obsessed, and the thief's eyes only scraped at her, which made her angry and her palms itch.

"Senior sister, beat him hard!" Qin Mian's voice has always been heroic, and such a vigorous sound around the beam also made the rest of the Tianyuan Peak Masters smile, but Mu Tingyun pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to smile without smiling, which was quite funny.

"Please!" As soon as the words fell, Fu Lingpei didn't wait for him to answer, and walked lightly, like smoke and fog, with a graceful posture. The clothes and ribbons were fluttering, and the light smoke and yarn danced until the hearts of the male cultivators present waved, and they suddenly had a charming feeling.

She shot like lightning, and as soon as she whipped the nine ropes, she was a whip that hit the past, without mercy. Looking at this momentum, if it is solid, I am afraid that it will not be comfortable.

However, Lu Xuanche's dementia returned to dementia, but he woke up in time, his body was exquisite, and he avoided the general.

The audience suddenly sighed, obviously the failure of this whip disappointed them.

Qin Mian clenched his fists even more excitedly, eager to fight in place. However, she didn't dare to cheer up indiscriminately, so as not to affect her junior sister's performance.

Fu Lingpei became more serious.

Although Lu Xuanche is a hanger, he looks like a gentleman, but he is not a weak chicken, and his body is not weak. Looking at him, he obviously still has a heart of pity and cherishment, and he is only willing to dodge and refuse to attack.

But Fu Lingpei is not such a soft-hearted person. The fireball technique was instantaneous, and a whole row of fireball brushes attacked, Lu Xuanche was busy dodging left and right, and his composure was lost.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Heavenly Array Peak immediately flew out several array flags, and set up a five-spirit protective shield in an instant, so as not to affect the surrounding monks and the main hall furnishings.

Fu Lingpei felt that she was even more unscrupulous, now that she was in the middle stage of foundation building, a few fireball techniques did not cost any spiritual power, not to mention, her fireball technique had the characteristics of clear spiritual fire, the flame heart temperature was extremely high, and the destructive power was extremely strong.

However, after a while, the fireballs in the formation filled the sky, reflecting the entire hall red. Lu Xuanche has no place to stay at this time, and if he doesn't make a move, then he will have no power to fight back.

No, he can't lose! Lu Xuanche's eyes turned over Liu Heishi's dark and dull eyes, and fell to the more delicate face under the red light on the opposite side. He doesn't want to lose!

A sword is like a stacked wave, and a thousand swords converge into one! Lu Xuanche had a cold face, and his eyebrows were handsome, as if Liu Heishi had seen the high sword venerable again.

How so? Liu Heishi almost couldn't believe his eyes, was this still the gentleman Lu Ershao he knew? This sword, although it is still immature, has the rudiments of ten thousand swords returning to one, and over time, the sword intent will come true!

Fu Lingpei in the field also felt the pressure coming directly. That one, with a myriad of weather and overwhelming momentum, came towards her, and cut a way out of the sea of fire.

However, she is not afraid!

Fu Lingpei did not avoid it, but trampled up, the Huoli sword came out again, replaced the nine rope whips, and the tip of the sword went up, but the familiar Nanming Lihuo Sword Technique seemed to pass by in his heart.

Break!

After all, the opponent's sword intent has not yet taken shape, and it is obvious that he usually has little practice, and his sword momentum is immature, and he has not yet been able to deal with the tenacity of slashing every day. Fu Lingpei let out a long roar, only to feel that his chest was open, his limbs and hundreds of bones were like merging and penetrating, and his sword qi was like a rainbow.

Break again!

A burst of energy dispersed Lu Xuanche's sword momentum, his mouth was half open, his face was pale, and he looked incredulous and deeply hit.

Fu Lingpei took advantage of the victory to pursue, and once again sacrificed the nine rope whips, and as soon as they were wound, Lu Xuanche was swept over and tied up in a solid knot.

Fu Lingpei's palms itched, hating his previous squinting eyes, without any respect. With the momentum of beating the water dog, the aura contains the palm, and the left punch is punched again, the fist is to the flesh, and the face is specially slapped.

Soon, Lu Xuanche's face was bruised and swollen, and this time, it was the real pig face.

He was still in a daze. He paid for his strong swordsmanship, and he did not lose among his playmates, even his grandfather praised him, saying that he had a strong understanding, in addition to being defeated by Ding Yi in this life, he never thought that he would lose this time, or defeat in the hands of a young and beautiful female nun.

In such a competition, if you don't shout to admit defeat, others can't stop it.

Tian Yuan male cultivator was even more relieved when he saw it, and he only felt very happy. The depression of the long-term little sister being chased away seems to have gradually disappeared in the sound of punch by punch.

"Little junior sister, good fight!" Qin Mian swung her fist even more excitedly, only to feel that this little junior sister was too much to her liking!

As for the Guiyi faction, they were all silent, and Lu Xuanche was arrogant and domineering on weekdays, seeing that they were in trouble, they had both a heart of schadenfreude and a sense of shame for the sect. The corners of Liu Heishi's mouth twitched, and he wanted to shout to stop.

Gradually, only the sound of mechanical fluttering flesh was heard in the hall, and although it did not hurt the muscles and bones, it must have been deeply painful.

Looking at Fu Lingpei's stern expression and the ruthlessness of his fists to the flesh, many male cultivators couldn't help but tremble with chills. This little junior sister really lives up to her name, and she is very violent. The charm that had arisen spontaneously before suddenly dissipated.

Beauty is precious, and life is more valuable! Looking at the fate of Lu Xuanche, it is a lesson from the past, and many people retreated directly, which saved Fu Lingpei a lot of things.

Lu Xuanche is a man, he was beaten like this, but he didn't shout to admit defeat, only his face turned red.

Fu Lingpei played for a while, his hands were sore, he felt very bored, and he stopped looking at the pig face.

"Concession." Fu Lingpei put away the nine rope whips, arched his fists, and without looking at him, he flew behind Chu Lankuo.

This shape is already clear, and there is no need to worry about it.

"Concession!" Mu Tingyun looked at Liu Heishi happily and reminded him of the gambling contract. Thinking about this female doll again, I feel that the more I look at it, the more pleasing it is to the eye, and the hand is slowly brushing the white beard, obviously in a very good mood.

"You're welcome." Liu Heishi also smiled and arched his hand, as if ignoring the corners of his eyes that occasionally twitched.

"Do you know who my grandfather is?"

“……”

Everyone present looked stunned. Even the monks of the Guiyi faction were like the bottom of a pot.

If you lose, you cry your nose and look for your mother, but he said it justifiably and justifiably.

At this time, Lu Xuanche regained his usual bullish expression.

A red, purple and purple pig face, revealing a graceful demeanor, gently shaking the folding fan and pacing in square steps, which is very funny.

A muffled laugh came from the hall. Even the Junxiu cultivators of the Guiyi faction shrugged their shoulders.

"I don't know." Fu Lingpei said coldly, only to feel extremely bored, "What does it have to do with me?" ”

"Guiyi Sword Venerable, Lu Yuntian is also." Lu Xuanche looked proud, "This time I came here to propose marriage for you and me, in order to form an alliance between the two factions." ”

"Not bad." Liu Heishi also agreed, and bowed his hand to Mu Tingyun, "This trip, but Jian Zun personally explained it. Wan Wangmu agreed. ”

Mu Tingyun was stunned.

In his impression, Guiyi Sword Venerable, one of the best sword cultivators in the Xuandong Realm, was attached to the sword, cold-hearted and cold-hearted, and there was nothing else to worry about. Even the apprentices only accepted the two, except for the direct grandson Lu Xuanche in front of him, it was the single Lei Linggen full qualification genius Ding Yi who was picked up halfway.

But this person has nothing to do with everything, and he has always been high-minded, how can he manage this child's affairs?

"The sect cannot decide the affairs of the children here. Fu Lingpei is here, it's better to ......"

Mu Tingyun secretly scolded in his heart, Tian Yuan has a good seedling, you want to turn back to the sect when your eyes are hot, and you think it is quite beautiful. However, as the head of the house, it is not good to refuse directly, and if Jianzun loses face, he will turn the conversation to personal affairs, and Fu Lingpei will personally refuse, which is not bad.

"Don't-" Chu Lankuo took a step forward, a jade-carved iron face was cold, and he replied stiffly. "In the affairs of children, the apprentices have their own measure, and they don't have to worry about Jianzun."

Chu Lankuo was still wearing a green shirt with wide sleeves and a big robe, standing straight and straight, but there was a toughness that could not be mistaken in his speech.

Fu Lingpei looked at the familiar back in front of him in a daze, and his eyes were a little wet.

She was so tough to get started, but the master still treated her as before, and when something happened, he didn't hesitate to stand up for her.

In fact, in such a situation, she personally refused, which was the least way to hurt the harmony of the sect.

She is a small foundation building monk, even if she refuses, Jian Zun may be unhappy, but for the sake of face, he may not really embarrass her. Shizun came out strongly, originally for her, so as not to offend Jianzun. It's just that in this way, it was he who forced down Jianzun's face, and the contradiction was transferred to him.

Liu Heishi looked at Chu Lankuo, who was hard and couldn't maneuver at all, and had a headache.

In his opinion, this proposal is just a famous name made by Lu Xuanche, a little rabbit cub, if Fu Lingpei directly refuses, then he will have something to say when he goes back. This Chu Lankuo simply came to mix, and his nature changed greatly.

The dignity of Jian Zun is the dignity of his unity!

Liu Heishi's momentum was fully released in an instant, and the cold sword intent of the Yuan Infant Stage poured straight towards Chu Lankuo, and the coercion was overwhelming, and the disciples who were close to the weaker cultivation were almost bent over. Fortunately, Tianyuan's high-level action relieved the pressure.

Only Chu Lankuo's posture is like a pine, a qiē as usual, the figure of the abyss and the mountains, such as the mountains can not be pressed, such as the sea can not be stopped, and the unprovoked end is convincing.

Liu Heishi originally thought that with his early Yuan Infant Kendo cultivation, it would be more than enough to suppress Chu Lankuo. Unexpectedly, he firmly withstood such a might, without wavering, and even had a tendency to counter-pressure.

With such a might, how can it still be Jindan consummation? If this son breaks through, it will be a great battle force of Tian Yuan.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Liu Heishi took the opportunity to retract it, turned his head and pretended that nothing had happened, and said haha to Mu Tingyun, "Even so, it is not difficult for us to wait for others, so this matter will be stopped." ”

Lu Xuanche, who glared at him and wanted to say more, watched him swallow the words on his lips, and said with a smile, "I'm tired from the journey, why don't we talk about it in the evening?" ”

Mu Tingyun also smiled and said, "It's okay." Wait for a little rest, and we'll talk in the evening. With a wave of his sleeves, he motioned for the eldest disciple to arrange.

So Liu Heishi and the others took advantage of the situation to live in Tianyuan.

Evening.

A grand dinner was arranged in the main hall of the sect to wash the dust for the people. The spirit fruit and spirit wine were presented as if they didn't want money.

Regardless of the actual friendship, everyone at this banquet was smiling and changing their cups. Mu Tingyun's face was even more smiling like a flower.

Obviously, this alliance has reached most of the time. As for the price paid by Guiyi, just look at this spirit fruit spirit wine to know that if you can make this head of the sect willing to spend this money, presumably the Guiyi faction will also bleed heavily.

Fu Lingpei was also called out by Qin Mian, and the snow wolf was lying at his feet, eating the spirit fruit with relish.

She was stunned for a moment, then bored. Especially when Lu Xuanche was sitting opposite, he didn't know what elixir he had applied when he went back to the room, and his face was already half better. But his color still did not change, and his eyes looked at it obsessively, which only made Fu Lingpei's heart feel angry.

"I'll go first." Fu Lingpei didn't want to stay any longer, and motioned for the snow wolf to follow.

Jiaojiao was unwilling to give up this opportunity to feast her eyes, and continued to eat and drink while picking up Qin Mian's robe. Qin Mian spread his hands and said that he couldn't help.

Fu Lingpei was helpless, so he had to take the first step and planned to go back to the cave directly.

The moonlight was like water, and a gust of wind passed, and the black-pressed branches made a fine wind sound.

"Who is it?!"

Fu Lingpei turned around suddenly, his expression was grim, and he said sharply to the black pressure behind him.

The man was dressed in black, and his face was wrapped in a heavy cloak.

Silent.