Early the next morning, Lu Haitang came to the star-gazing square to practice the sword, took off countless times, fell down countless times, and still did not stop Lu Haitang from having the heart to learn.

Lu Haitang, who once again fell to the ground unsteadily, turned over and landed extremely quickly, looking at the spirit sword on the ground and gritting his teeth:

"I don't believe it now!!"

There is no big problem with Edgeworth, and the direction is more flexible, but when it stops, it suddenly can't control the force, or it hits the ground directly with too much force, and the deer begonia is about to smoke.

The other disciples who passed by were a little unbearable, and they used their aura to control Lu Haitang's sword from afar, preventing her from falling directly, while guiding, slowly bringing her to the ground.

After repeating it a few times, Lu Haitang was finally able to staggering close to the ground, and when he was ready to continue practicing, it was already dark.

The sweat all over his body was blown by the cold wind, and the ice reached his bones, and he couldn't help but shiver.

I plan to go straight back to the small courtyard, inject spiritual power, and concentrate my divine sense to control the sword to fly through the stargazing square to the accommodation.

Suddenly, he saw the bright light of the Qingxin Hall in Xingyue Square, as well as the extremely faint smell of blood looming in the air, but after all, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity, and controlled the sword to fly towards Xingyue Square.

Tianbao was not around, Lu Haitang was extremely vigilant, only planning to take a look outside, afraid of bumping into something that should not be seen, covering his eyes with one hand, revealing a gap and looking towards the Qingxin Palace.

Lu Haitang, who has excellent eyesight, can see everything in the garden behind the Qingxin Hall clearly, and he never thought that Qinglian, the lord of the Heartless Valley, would appear in the Qingxin Palace, and took off the veil.

Qinglian sat on an extremely smooth stone, dressed in a golden gauze robe, the white robe of the fairy looming, the waist was gently held by a light blue soft yarn, slightly powdered, a black hair hung down on the waist, the hair was chic and chic, and the amethyst magnolia hairpin was inserted in the cloud sideburns that were gently and slowly, and the slightly frowning brows were particularly pitiful.

It's just that the wound on his waist has ruined this beauty, and his slender and white fingers are also stained with some blood, and he is extremely weak to lean on the free hibiscus, and his face is extremely pale.

"Hibiscus, why do you want to save me if you don't like me......"

She also accidentally met Wan He, the daughter of the city lord who wanted to escape from Sifang City, and when she was about to trap her, Hidden Heart attacked her from behind, and she used the Demon Demon Codex, which almost killed her.

Both of them are in the early stage of Mahayana, but the exercises of the demon clan are too vicious to be guarded against.

If she had fought openly, she would not have lost!

"Two days later is the time to kill the hidden heart together, and you, as the valley master of the Valley of Despair, cannot be absent." Xiaoyao Hibiscus's expression was faint, fortunately, he used the runes to protect Qinglian's meridians in time, so that she would not be eroded by demonic energy, but it was a little impossible to heal her injuries within two days.

Qinglian was extremely disappointed, she regretted asking herself, so there was still a thought, once she asked, there would be nothing between the two.

Looking up at the unwavering eyes of the free hibiscus, he struggled to stand up and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"I see......"

Qinglian's injuries had healed a lot, and Xiaoyao Hibiscus stood up with her, and when she saw her looking lost and depressed, she reminded:

"The most taboo thing for monks above the early stage of Mahayana is to be influenced by feelings, it is too easy to breed demons in their hearts, and if they want to survive the tribulation, they must not have these distracting thoughts."

Qinglian disagreed, looked at the cold face of the free hibiscus, with a hint of fascination in her eyes, and gave an example to refute:

"I remember that the previous head of the Heavenly Sword Sect also said the same, he was extremely disgusted with his partner, and finally fell in love with the Seven Elders of the Wuji Sect. But after hundreds of years together, they still soared. I'm evenly matched with you, I have both beauty and strength, what's not to your liking? ”

After speaking, he didn't give Xiaoyao Hibiscus a chance to react, and he didn't dare to push her injured away directly, so he directly put his shoulder on his shoulder, leaned up, and touched her coveted lips.

Xiaoyao Hibiscus froze completely, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Qinglian away, but accidentally touched her wound, and was frightened by her voice, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Finally disappeared in place, left Qinglian, appeared three meters away from her, and immediately performed a dust purification technique, removing her smell, his eyebrows tightened, and he unceremoniously expelled:

"It's time for you to go."

Qinglian lost her support point in an instant, stood unsteadily and sat on the ground, just now she didn't have time to pry open his teeth, stood up and said angrily:

"Don't go! I haven't seen a woman around you in 500 years, which means you still have me in your heart! ”

After living for so long, she has long lost the shame of her teenage years, but looking at the free hibiscus who dislikes her very much, her heart tingles slightly, and she holds back her tears.

Xiaoyao Hibiscus regained his indifference, looked at Qinglian who insisted on refusing to go, turned around and walked towards the Qingxin Palace, thought of something, stopped and said:

"It's been 500 years, if I really want to find a partner, why have I waited until now? You should also know that if I had you in my heart, I would naturally not let you wait for hundreds of years in vain, and I rejected you when you were still in the Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

Qinglian's heart seemed to have been pierced through a big hole, it turned out that in the past, Xiaoyao Hibiscus ignored her but didn't want to say it too bluntly, and the pain was so extreme that she was numb, and sneered:

"I don't believe it...... From the time you defended the deer begonia, I didn't believe that you wouldn't like other people, but I was unwilling, why couldn't it be me!! ”

Xiaoyao Hibiscus was a little surprised that Qinglian would think like this, looking at her appearance that was about to breed demons, she felt the need to explain:

"You're wrong, I won't fall in love with anyone, Lu Haitang is an apprentice I really want to take. And...... I won't fall in love with anyone in this life, because before the master ascended, he modified my marriage against the sky and transferred the love silk to him, so that he escaped the thunderstorm and successfully ascended. ”

He was originally reluctant to tell anyone, but in the face of the junior sister who had a good impression of her, he really couldn't bear to let her breed demons and cut off her cultivation path.

"Impossible!" Qinglian was completely stunned, her mind was blank, she didn't want to believe everything she heard, and muttered repeatedly: "Impossible, how is this possible?" ”

It wasn't that she wasn't good enough......

It turns out that it's not that she's not good enough!

Lu Haitang, who had been peeking and eavesdropping above Xingyue Square, was stunned, and there was such an exercise as the transfer of love silk?

Suddenly I felt that this ruthless valley lord was a little pitiful, and the free-spirited hibiscus who had loved it for hundreds of years would not fall in love with anyone, and was destined to have a lifetime of unrequited love.

This former head is a bit of a pit, specializing in pit his own apprentices, and it's too miserable to be free.

However, when Lu Haitang heard that Xiaoyao Hibiscus sincerely accepted himself as an apprentice, he was quite moved, recalling that he had refused so many times, and he was a little sorry and lived up to Xiaoyao Hibiscus's kindness.

Qinglian couldn't accept the reality at all, she could have been with Xiaoyao Hibiscus, but her marriage was forcibly cut off, which was even more uncomfortable than watching Xiaoyao Hibiscus fall in love with someone else.

The source of all this turned out to be Qin Tian, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had expelled her from the sect, all this hatred was not vented, her qi and blood were disordered, and she had a vague feeling of vomiting blood, so she hurriedly meditated cross-legged to stabilize her mind.