I had already planned it, Ling Youyou groaned slightly, and said, "I want to go and see the person who ranks first on the beautiful man list." "Deliberately showing a yearning color, this may make Lingyang completely dead. She is not a girl without any experience, and Lingyang's mind is so obvious that a fool can see it. She didn't want to be a scumbag, so she threw it away when she provoked others. Cut off other people's thoughts, so that she will not leave any psychological burden.

Sure enough, Ling Yang's face turned pale, "You want to go to see the real person of the Phantom Sword" He can disagree with the second place, but this first place is still well deserved, and he thinks that he is not as good.

I didn't see that Ling Youyou, who was lost in Lingyang, had a plan in her heart, the Phantom Sword True Person who was number one on the list was in the Spirit Sword Sect, her next stop.

"Yes, I'm going to the Spirit Sword Sect."

Lingyang looked at the face that was even more brilliant than spring flowers, and suddenly lost his mind, his eyes were full of heartbeat sounds, and a sea of flowers bloomed in his mind. Although his chest was a little stuffy, he quickly figured out that he could bend his waist for the beauty, and what reason was there not to let the beauty bend for others. People don't have him in their hearts, it's themselves who are wrong, and whoever makes them look wrong is in other people's minds.

I understood it in my heart, but I refused to let it go like this. This is often the case with the authorities.

"That being the case, the first time you are walking outside, and you are not familiar with life, I am willing to be a guide."

This is what Lu Idiot Ling Youyou likes to listen to the most, and he raised his eyes to look at Lingyang Zhenren's still warm gaze, "Okay." ”

Refuse to give more face.

Lingyang, who was nervous in his heart, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if he didn't refuse, he could still stay by her side. As long as they are together, everything is possible.

Lingyang's means of transportation is a snow eagle.

The Spirit Sword Sect and the Dengxian Sect were not far away, and the Snow Eagle flew two and arrived.

Each sect did not allow other Rao spirit beasts to enter their territory within their core sphere of influence, and when they arrived near the no-fly zone, the snow eagle fell to the ground and returned to normal, and Lingyang asked the snow eagle to find a place to rest.

"It's not far away, we can walk over and enjoy the scenery along the way."

"Okay, but it looks like it's going to be lively."

The Biden Immortal Sect and the Imperial God Sect were obviously much more lively, and there were many people walking on the road, and many of them were teenagers.

Ling Yang groaned slightly, and suddenly slapped his face, "I remember, this is the time when the Spirit Sword Sect accepts disciples once every ten years. These people all want to enter the Spirit Sword Sect to practice swordsmanship. We caught up, if you like, you can check out the excitement. ”

"Okay, if there's excitement, don't look at it."

Ling Yang's eyes were fixed on the woman's face, he was very happy, he could look at her and smile, smell her fragrance, and whether he could capture the heart became less important.

The two of them walked towards an inn.

At the door of the inn, Lingyang said a few words to Yi Ren who was standing at the door. The man suddenly showed a respectful look, and quickly went in, and a well-dressed middle-aged man came out.

"Lingyang real people came from afar, and I am very honored. I saw a real person in the lower painting song. ”

"You're welcome, I want to meet the real person of the Phantom Sword, I don't know if he's free"

"This, let me communicate with the door, and give you an answer soon."

"There is labor."

Hua Song glanced at Ling Youyou quickly, first stunned, surprised by Ling Youyou's appearance, and immediately showed doubts, but for a moment, he seemed to understand, and when he looked at Lingyang again, there was a little more dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Lingyang doesn't care, he must not care what others think.

After inviting the two of them to sit down, he ordered tea, walked into the backyard by himself, opened a communication note, and stated the purpose. There was a quick reply.

Hua Song returned to the front hall and apologized to tell Lingyang that the real person of the Phantom Sword was not in the mountains at the moment and had gone out to practice.

It's a good thing that Ling Yang can't see him, after all, that person is ranked first, and he is really worried that Ling Youyou has a bad eye and falls in love with that guy. Although he was happy in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, but pretended to be regretful, "It's really unfortunate like this." Looking at Ling Youyou, "Fairy, do you want to go somewhere else?"

"I'll just look at his portrait."

Ling Yang's heart was sour, how desperate he was to see the Phantom Sword, and he refused to wait for a moment.

Ling Youyou's thought was very simple, of course it was okay to see the portrait without seeing people. Her man had always had the same face on top.

"Fairy, you" Ling Yang really wanted to know the Phantom Sword so much, but the words didn't come out of his mouth, because he found that he didn't have a position. He's not anyone's business.

"I can draw a fairy."

"Early, early in your conversation, I won't run in person, it's too much of a waste of time."

Ling Yang was in a complicated mood, as if he also had some scruples before he made such a proposal, because he was afraid that Ling Youyou would fall in love with the appearance of the Phantom Sword, and he was afraid that he would know too early that he had no hope at all

"It's my fault."

Ling Youyou waved his hand, "How can it be your fault, it's because my brain is not enough." ”

Hua Song seemed to understand something, his eyes rolled several times, and he excused himself to go away, and immediately went back to the mountain to summon him.

"Head, head, the disciple has something important to report."

Venerable Jing Lin, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect at the other end, threw a chess piece into the box and said unhappily, "If there is something, don't talk nonsense." ”

From such a distance, Hua Song could feel the irritability of the master, and he shrank his neck, regretting that he had found the wrong time. But it happened suddenly, and he couldn't find the right time.

"Boss, that's it. The Lingyang Zhenren of the Dengxian Sect brought a woman to see Uncle Illusory Sword. ”

There was another snap over there, and I don't know what the boss had dropped.

The painting was relieved and swallowed hard, "That fairy is very beautiful, what's the matter, it's the most beautiful disciple has ever seen." It's just beautiful. ”

Picmatsu couldn't find the right adjective.

On the other hand, the head of the bad mood dropped another chess piece, "Lonely and unheard, I must have seen too few women, and I feel beautiful like a flower when I see a sow." ”

The person on the other side laughed "poofhahaha", and Hua Song heard it, "Uncle Phantom Sword, don't laugh yet." If you don't come and see it, you'll regret it, I promise. ”

The phantom sword who was laughing scolded with a smile, "What, uncle, I haven't seen any kind of beauty, I will regret it, impossible." ”

"Really, you have to trust me. Hurry up and see it, otherwise the fairy will be snatched away by Lingyang. ”

"What" Phantom Sword was very surprised, "You Lingyang is very good to that fairy"

"It's not just good, it's just good, it can't be better. He is such a cold person, in front of this fairy, his tone is gentle, his smile is gentle, and his eyes are soft enough to drown people. If it weren't for the fairy's lack of attention to him, I think he would have pounced on him. ”

"Smack" the sound of a chess piece landing on the board.

"I'm coming. Senior brother, play by yourself. ”

Boss, you are a forgetful thing.

Seeing the forgetfulness of the thing, the figure disappeared in a flash. ，，，

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