"Sword Technique: Snow Light!"

The scimitar is like the moon, and the water is like frost and ice. The scimitar in Feng Xuelu's hand flashed, and the three little ghosts disappeared in an instant. She rubbed her own delicate nose with her thumb and smiled, "How is it, this girl's knife skills are still good, right?" ”

Without the existence of ghosts, Zou Chuan's frightened appearance was gone. His courage regained and he said in a funny way: "Cut! It's just that I learned a little bit of my Lao Tzu's knife skills, and then fused them with game skills. What's the big deal. Cut! ”

He cut again, and Feng Xuelu said with a slight sneer: "Maybe." But some people haven't even learned a trick and a half of his Lao Tzu. Tut-tut...... Or is he Lao Tzu? ”

"Cut! Uncle Ben doesn't learn knife skills! Knife technique is a martial art that only the puppet will learn! Lao Tzu prefers my mother's swordsmanship, sighing, the voice is good, you have to have a posture, and you can still strengthen your body, hey, see if my body is getting better and better, among men, at least it is also the kind of shape, right? Zou Chuan said proudly.

Feng Xuelu glanced at him, then straightened her bumpy figure, and said with a smile: "Compared to me, it's just like that?" Why, I, a person who practices swordsmanship, look like a reckless man or a puppet? ”

"You ......" Zou Chuan's eyes couldn't help but stare at Feng Xuelu's chest, and he was speechless for a while. This is a freak, and it's weird. A good plump beauty, what kind of swordsmanship does she practice? Sure enough, in his previous life, he was the reincarnation of a big man who picked his feet. I'm different, hey, past life, past life, past life, past life...... It must have been the Wenqu star in the sky.

It was about winter, and the winter of that year was exceptionally cold. The indomitable will of Professor Feng next door when he practiced calligraphy with an ink jar in the snow-covered courtyard early in the morning, and the bear-like appearance of his own son curled up in a quilt formed a stark contrast, which made the young Zou Chuan feel that he should not be a martial artist when he grew up.

But after he was a dart master, he was an executioner since his wife and grandfather, and he was an uncle of the dart master. He is the only boy in the family, he doesn't learn some martial arts, not to mention that the world does not allow it, his father is the first to beat his ass into two pieces, you and I will do it together, and everyone will practice Tai Chi together.

"Cut! Who scarces you. Zou Chuan wanted to put his eyes away, but Feng Xuelu didn't seem to realize that he was stretching his waist, and his bumpy figure was undulating back and forth, which made Zou Chuan stare at it again and quickly move away. He was worried that if he didn't move away, some strange delusions would come to his mind that he shouldn't have.

"There is a thief's heart but no thief's courage." Feng Xuelu already felt it, so she laughed at him.

Zou Chuan felt that he should say something, otherwise it would be too embarrassing. "Uh-huh, you think I'm rare. Hurry up, that kid outside is probably a Taoist priest, we have been trapped inside, and we can't get by. ”

Feng Xuelu nodded, the two glanced at each other, and began to quarrel again, all kinds of miscellaneous old grains were taken out by them to ridicule each other, which sounded easy to make people outside think that they were infighting. Just like the people who were ambushed in the firewood before, they accidentally died in Huangquan.

Unfortunately, they finally miscalculated.

Ye Bugui, who was standing outside, heard them speak, and the more he listened, the stronger the smile on his face became. In his hand, there were two arrow talismans and one ghost talisman in his hand. All of them were drawn on the spot by using the materials he found in the Broken Realm.

Guan Yinping, who was standing beside him, nodded, and stood on the ground, like a strong tree taking root. A blue and white porcelain-colored aura appeared within a meter of her body, and one by one the array talismans began to form.

- "Formation, Women's Battle Formation!" ”

Let's go!

"You old woman, I cut you!"

The quarrel in the firewood seemed to have reached the point of no return, and it sounded like the two were going to kill each other. But the next moment, the faces of the two people sank at the same time, and they rushed out of the firewood mouth together.

Ye Bugui was also at this time, with a casual move, the ghost talisman came first, forming a purple-black spatial barrier, blocking the left side of the door, and at the same time, two flying arrow talismans obliquely blocked their right side, leaving only a straight passage in the middle of them.

"Withdraw!" Zou Chuan has probably inherited the blood of the dart master family, and he is very quick to perceive danger. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Guan Yinping standing at the forefront, and felt that he saw the three souls of Grandpa, Grandpa, and Grandpa.

This is a warning from the ancestral ghosts, and there is a great danger.

"Withdraw!"

"Battle Array Sword Qi!" Sure enough, a cyan wood-attribute sword qi burst through the air.

"Boom~"

"Wow wow!" Zou Chuan hid in the firewood with Feng Xuelu in his arms, and the sword qi chased and shot in, and a violent sound broke out, and the woods were flying wildly.

Feng Xuelu hurriedly asked, "You fool, are you okay?" ”

"Old woman, I'm like this, and you still call me a fool. Next time, no, next time, I promise never to save you again. You're a wolf-hearted and strange girl. Zou Chuan gritted his teeth, and his back was rubbed out of a layer of skin by the sword qi, scolding. He wanted to cry when it hurt. "Oh my mother! Why does my son abuse children like this? I'm going to put on a pain suit. It hurts me to death! Ahhh......h

It's about summer, and this year's summer isn't too hot. Zou Chuan's son Zou Guoping felt that there was a great terror between life and death, and if he put on a pain suit, he might be able to make himself, a rebel, break through the realm of martial arts.

"Hehe, it's not you, is it so difficult to please your old man?" Feng Xue Lu Jiao sneered, but she had already taken out a bottle of healing powder in her hand and sprinkled it on his back.

"Ahhh Just give me something to eat, it hurts! my Lao Tzu's pain and feel convinced, I'll play to death! Zou Chuan screamed. The healing powder is in powder, and after sprinkling it, it should be evenly spread.

"This is the Broken World, where did we get to eat? It's good to have healing powder. And ......" Feng Xuelu snorted, sweating on her forehead, and said, "You bastard!" Strange ghosts! Biting my hand, what kind of pain is it! Shut up! ”

"I'm just talking about it! Ahhhh~Ahhh~Ahhh~ After I go out, I have to settle accounts with my son. Ahhh It hurts me to death! You tap, tap, ah......" Zou Chuan continued to scream.

Because of his shouting, he also reduced the number and weight of biting Feng Xuelu's arm. In the end, one is willing to be bitten and the other is not wanting to be bitten. It's just that neither of them explained it, so they fought with each other through the thin curtain paper of the window.

Ye Bugui shook his head secretly outside, he had also heard of these two people. However, when I heard about it, they were already a couple. Looking at the current situation, it's still a little fresh meat.

He thought for a moment and said, "Both, my name is Ye Bugui. We are all from the Cao Protector faction, so there is no need to fight and kill. Make a friend. ”

"Make a friend?"

(End of chapter)