Chapter 408: Lin Xian'er's ambition has escalated

"Woo...... Woo......" The sound of the meteor hammer breaking through the air gradually soothed, for some reason, she suddenly felt that the sound of breaking the air was a little scattered, and then she saw Xiang Song's body shook, and the two meteor hammers suddenly became entangled together, and the broken iron chains rattled, and everyone knew that the sound was abnormal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before Lin Xian'er could see what was going on, she saw Xiang Song stumbling by her own meteor hammer, Xiang Song wanted to stand firm, but he was really unable to do it, he snorted and lay on the snow, never got up again, and the meteor hammer in his hand also smashed on the ground, splashing a canopy of snow.

The blood donated came out from under Xiang Song's body, dyeing the white snow red, like a huge plum blossom.

Lin Xian'er was shocked, she knew that Ah Fei's silent sword just now had pierced Xiang Song's iron curtain and Xiang Song's body, what a fast sword was this? Lin Xian'er's martial arts are still too low, Ah Fei's sword is indeed very fast, but there are a few people in the rivers and lakes who can do this, such as You Longsheng can barely do this, Ah Fei's sword is mainly accurate, Ah Fei's sword is pierced and pulled out from the iron curtain, there is no deviation, and there is no mutual impact of weapons.

Amusing! This is Lin Xian'er's second thought, and it is herself who is laughing.

"You don't have the qualifications to negotiate with me at all...... Li Chong's words echoed in Lin Xian'er's ears again.

At this moment, Lin Xian'er completely believed it, any conspiracy and trickery are false, only martial arts are the most practical in the rivers and lakes, Long Xiaoyun was majestic in the past, everyone called him a hero, but how about meeting Xiang Song, Xiang Song didn't talk to Long Xiaoyun about the morality of the rivers and lakes at all, and directly shot to kill. Xiang Song is powerful, and there are ranked masters in the weapon spectrum, but there is only a dead end when he meets Ah Fei.

Ah Fei only lightly stabbed out a sword, Xiang Song couldn't resist it, although Lin Xian'er didn't know how high Ah Fei's martial arts were, but Lin Xian'er could be sure that she would never be able to avoid Ah Fei's sword, so what about the Tianji old man with higher martial arts, Shangguan Jinhong, and Xiao Li Feidao, how terrifying their martial arts would be, Lin Xian'er couldn't even imagine.

Lin Xian'er's ambition has completely changed, with Lin Xian'er's ambition to use her beauty to control men, now Lin Xian'er's ambition is to practice peerless martial arts, and then raise a bunch of little white faces like a great joyful female bodhisattva, and walk the rivers and lakes proudly. Of course, Lin Xian'er is also very self-aware, even if she has cultivated peerless martial arts, don't easily provoke people like Li Tanhua, it's really hard to say whether you win or lose between top masters, it's best for everyone to live like a tiger.

"Ah Fei...... Will you always protect me and Madame? Lin Xian'er shouted sweetly, her eyes flowing, like spring water caressing people's hearts.

Ah Fei suddenly had a fluttering feeling, but Ah Fei didn't take the opportunity to pick up Lin Xian'er, he firmly remembered Li Chong's words: Before Li Tanhua and I come back, you'd better not make any extraneous moves, and stay away from Lin Xian'er, don't worry, the more you alienate Lin Xian'er, the more she wants to get close to you. Poor Ah Fei is an innocent young man, who can withstand the bewitchment of an old driver like Li Chong.

So Ah Fei slowly bent down, grabbed Xiang Song's corpse, and walked out step by step, although Ah Fei grabbed a person's corpse, he still stood straight, and walked with a lofty device, which is also taught by Li Chong, you must behave differently, otherwise you will be sorry for that face.

Lin Shiyin watched Ah Fei's figure slowly disappear into the woods, and said softly, "He's your friend?" ”

Lin Xian'er smiled: "Sort of, but Madame doesn't need to thank me, he is actually Li Tanhua's friend, a real friend." ”

Lin Shiyin smiled bitterly, but a sweet expression appeared on her face, and finally sighed: "Hey...... Do you think Ah Fei can always protect us? ”

Lin Xian'er smiled bitterly: "Madam, I'm afraid not, Ah Fei's martial arts are indeed very good, but there are too many people who covet "Pity Flower Treasure", and he ...... alone."

Lin Shiyin nodded and said: "That's true, I always felt that martial arts were useless before, but now I have found that the most useful thing is martial arts, you come with me ......."

Lin Xian'er's eyes lit up, and her heart beat uncontrollably.

Lin Shiyin is also the type of person who has been hit, she discovers Long Xiaoyun's secret and wants to save Li Tanhua, but she finds that she can't do anything. Now that Li Tanhua is trapped in Shaolin, there are countless people who covet "Pity Flower Treasure" and occupy the former Li Garden, Lin Shiyin is still powerless, she has lost her son, and now she is about to be forcibly occupied by the last pure land in her heart, Lin Shiyin is going to go crazy even if she is brainwashed by Tang Seng, so Lin Shiyin plans to practice "Pity Flower Treasure" by herself.

Lin Shiyin didn't intend to hide it from Lin Xian'er, this sister who never gave up had already gained her trust.

Lin Xian'er didn't intend to hurt Lin Shiyin, she took "Pity Flower Treasure" for herself, first, she didn't dare, secondly, Lin Xian'er was a very confident person, she thought that with her own intelligence, as long as she had the opportunity to practice peerless martial arts, she would definitely be able to cultivate into peerless martial arts, and no one could compare to herself, leaving Lin Shiyin a few streets away in minutes.

It must be admitted that Lin Xian'er's arrogant psychology is very desirable, if people in the martial arts don't even have confidence, then there is nothing.

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The Central Plains is still in the middle of winter, but there are already some signs of melting snow and ice in the south of the Yangtze River, and at noon, the ice skates on the eaves are ticking downward.

The dark yellow courtyard is wide and deep, and the walls are high and thick, giving people a gloomy feeling, and from a long distance, it makes people feel that they are murderous inside. A majestic middle-aged man stood on the bluestone stairs with his hands on his hands, looking up behind the ridge of the roof, as if listening to something. A pigeon fluttered across the ridge of the roof and circled around the middle-aged man, and the man stretched out his hand, and the pigeon landed on the middle-aged man's open palm.

The middle-aged man's palms are broad and powerful, as if they contain endless power.

Removing a small bamboo tube from the pigeon's leg, taking out the paper roll inside, the middle-aged man looked at it very carefully, then pushed open the heavy door and entered a room, the tallest room in the courtyard.

The room was very large, but the furnishings were very rudimentary, except for a huge table full of books, and behind it stood a ghostly figure.

"Xiang Song is dead, dead at the hands of Ah Fei." The middle-aged man said in a low voice.

The ghost didn't answer, he knew he didn't need to.

The man in the middle continued, "Xiang Song has promised to take refuge in us. ”

Saying such words, the identity of the middle-aged man is already about to be revealed, and Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the Money Gang, is naturally a ghost-like person.

Jing Wuming still didn't answer.

Shangguan Jinhong continued: "Although no one else knows about Xiang Song's defection to us, he is already our person after all, so we have to avenge him." ”

"Yes!" Jing replied.

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Someone asked a question about why in all fan fiction, as soon as he crossed over to the ancient dragon world, pig's feet began to pretend to be forced and not speak well.

The answer is very simple, because the people in the ancient dragon world are not good at talking, and if the pig's feet are forced to be low, the painting style will be uncoordinated. (To be continued.) )