The two fathers and sons choked each other boredly for a while, and finally found it boring, so they separated.

"Let's go!" Ling Feng said politely, turning around and leaving.

Ling Tieshan looked at Ling Feng's back, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight knowing smile.

Walking out of the imperial study, a woman in red with a delicate face was waiting at the bottom of the steps with a dignified expression.

"Master Hou!" the woman in red bowed respectfully to Ling Feng, but finally looked at Ling Feng with burning eyes, her eyes full of undisguised searching.

"Are you Chu Chu?" Ling Feng also looked at the other party, his eyes were sharp and brilliant, as if he could see through a person's body and soul in an instant.

"Yes, I wonder if Master Hou has obtained the Black Soul Mask?" The red-clothed Chu Chu stood up straight, like a sharp swordsman, looking at Ling Feng without fear, meeting his fierce gaze, without a trace of fear or flinching.

What surprised Ling Feng even more was that he was obviously charming and moving, and his figure was graceful and moving, but he felt that the other party was an extremely fierce sword, not a beauty.

This instantly aroused Ling Feng's interest.

Ling Feng immediately grabbed out the black soul mask and said, "Is this thing important?"

Chu Chu nodded and said solemnly: "Very important." ”

As she spoke, Ling Feng even saw a light of faith in the other party's eyes.

"Now that I have it, can I command you to do all things for me, such as serving me and bearing me children. Leng Feng said word by word.

As he spoke, Ling Feng's gaze was still fixed on Chu Chu's eyes, and he found that when he said Fang Cai's words, this beautiful and very sword-wielding woman couldn't help but tremble her eyes slightly, and the corners of her lips trembled slightly.

In this subtle change, Ling Feng did not see a reaction of shame and insult, but saw a trace of unwillingness and reluctance.

Until the Yan Palace, Ling Feng didn't speak again, of course, he didn't go back to the Ruifeng Mansion, and he didn't take over the stinger he had done, but walked in the direction of Dongcheng.

Chu Chu followed Ling Feng so silently.

Even if she were a woman as sharp as a sword, she should have reacted a little in fear when she followed a strange man off the course of action! But she didn't, never did, as if she were really a sword, not a beautiful young girl.

Ling Feng had been feeling that outside the gate of the Three Princes' Mansion in Dongcheng, he had dismounted from a distance, so he asked her again.

"Have you always been so calm? Is that interesting?"

Ling Feng didn't really mean to ask, on the contrary, it was boring, or it was just a little curiosity on his part.

But Chu Chu still shook his head seriously, as if Ling Feng's question was an issue that needed to be taken extremely seriously.

"Did someone say you are like a sword?" Ling Feng stared at Chu Chu, wanting to see her reaction, but met Chu Chu's equally burning gaze.

The eyes of the two of them were like the sharpest sword qi confronting each other, and even the air where the eyes of the two met became hot in an instant.

"What is your sword intent?" Ling Feng asked suddenly.

He felt more and more that the girl in front of him was extraordinary, but he couldn't say why.

However, Ling Feng faintly felt that Chu Chu was very special, exuding an incomparable charm on his body, which always made him want to be close.

For the first time, he was not forced to take an interest in someone.

Ling Feng knew that this was not love, but that strong feeling was even stronger than his current perception of love.

He really wanted to talk to Chu Chu more, of course, not about the parents, but about the sword, about the ambition, maybe it was the sea of stars, a dream, not a life.

Thinking like this, suddenly Ling Feng found the words to describe Chu Chu, she was a person with dreams, a person who longed to cultivate herself to the point where she was as transparent and sharp as a sword.

Suddenly, Ling Feng felt that Chu Chu was a story with a distinct personality, sharp and straight to the hearts of the people, just the breath on her body was enough to shake all Ling Feng's attention, wanting to know more about her and contact her.

"What would you do if someone held someone you loved hostage?" Ling Feng asked suddenly.

He asked so abruptly, so unhesitatingly, so urgently.

Originally, Ling Feng came to the door of the Third Prince's Mansion just to take a look, but when he met Chu Chu, he suddenly changed his attention.

"Kill!"

Chu Chu's crisp voice, with an icy chill, even burst out with an incomparably sharp light in her eyes when she said this.

At that moment, Ling Feng couldn't help but be frightened.

This made Ling Feng more and more suspicious that Chu Chu was a humanoid sword, not an ordinary girl.

By this time, Ling Feng couldn't help but want to ask the question that had tormented him for a long time in his heart.

"Are you a man, or a sword?"

When this sentence was asked, Ling Feng instantly felt that he had said a nonsense, and he even felt that Chu Chu probably thought he was crazy.

But Ling Feng himself knows very well that he is not crazy, not only is he not crazy, but he is clearer and smarter than many people.

At this moment, he realized the problem of his problem, but he stubbornly wanted to get an answer in his heart.

Is Chu Chu a sword?

She is certainly not a sword, she is a living person, flesh and blood, with feelings.

But this is the most vulgar statement, and it has no value at all, even a piece of nonsense.

At this time, if someone argues with Ling Feng, saying that Chu Chu is a person, a living person, Ling Feng will definitely raise his hands in surrender, and if necessary, Ling Feng is even willing to raise his feet.

It's not that Ling Feng's eloquence is not good enough, it's that Ling Feng feels that arguing with a vulgar person with the nobility in his heart is really a waste of time. Chickens and ducks talk about this, about the same reason.

Ling Feng looked at Chu Chu fixedly, his eyes burning in anticipation of her answer, he was so eager for her answer that he couldn't help but panic.

It's not love, but it's more heartwarming and fascinating than love, Ling Feng faintly felt its existence, but he wasn't very sure, or he had never seen it.

Once when he was fleeing in Yuan Volcano, Ling Feng felt that he was like a cold and sharp sword, although it may not be strong, but he was a cold and sharp sword, both in mind and body.

After returning to Yuanhuo City and awakening his memory, Ling Feng had thought that it was wrong, incomplete, and unreal.

Now that Ling Feng saw Chu Chu and saw this woman who exuded a cold and sharp aura all over her body, he couldn't help but want to ask such a question.

"I am. ”

"I'm a sword!"

Chu Chu replied suddenly, without hesitation, but not complete, and complete, but not sharp enough.

No matter what, Chu Chu gave Ling Feng an answer and gave Ling Feng an answer, which made Ling Feng very satisfied.

He finally knew that there were people in this world who were as sharp as swords, and that they could completely think of themselves as swords, not just sharp.

This made him completely sure that his previous escape in Yuan Volcano was not abnormal or incomplete.

He got this answer as if he had nothing Tokushima for, but seemed to get everything he wanted.

Thinking so, Ling Feng suddenly strode towards the Three Princes' Mansion, and the aura on his body quickly became sharp and cold.

Chu Chu followed behind Ling Feng, his eyes burning, Shi Shiran walked, and suddenly pulled out a long sword like autumn water in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and walked forward step by step, but the sharp aura on his body soared to the point of piercing the space in an instant.

Ling Feng was startled by the astonishing sharp aura behind him, and couldn't help but look back, Chu Chu had already dragged his sword and walked quickly past his side.

"Who dares to ......"

The guards of the Prince's Mansion scolded angrily, obviously sensing that Ling Feng and the others had bad intentions.

Ling Feng turned around and was about to say that he was looking for the Third Prince, Yan Yucong.

Who knows, before he opened his mouth, a red shadow flashed in front of him, and a brilliant sword light like autumn water had already swept past the guard's side.

Thump!

The guards who scolded first were so abrupt that they didn't even have time to spurt blood from their wounds.

Ling Feng was in the distance, and his divine sense vaguely felt that his throat had been severed, and that his throat had been cut by a frontal, defenseless sword.

This sword was completely faster than everyone imagined, and the other guards couldn't help but retreat subconsciously, and couldn't help but be weak and didn't dare to scold.

Even Ling Feng felt that Chu Chu's sharpness at the moment was a little dazzling.

But this is Chu Chu, a sword-like woman, she is so sharp that Ling Feng, who is a man, can't help but be embarrassed.

Ling Feng couldn't help but recall the scene of Fang Cai's sword, although he tried hard to remember, recalling, he still couldn't remember clearly, how Chu Chu moved when he slashed out that sword.

In her memory, Chu Chu didn't seem to have any movement to show her body, and she slashed directly with her sword moves in an instant.

How does it make people feel a little strange, not that the man and the sword are one, but the body and the sword are in harmony, but it can only improve the proficiency of the sword?

Strange! Strange! Strange.

Ling Feng felt that Chu Chu's actions just now had completely exceeded Ling Feng's realm cognition of sword intent, and perhaps this woman as sharp as a sword had attainments in the way of the sword was even stronger than himself.

This idea made Ling Feng feel a little ridiculous, because not long ago, he asked the other party to sleep, although it was just a joke, but if the other party's kendo realm was really higher than his own, then if he was like that, there was undoubtedly no difference between looking for death.

But Chu Chu was not angry, she didn't even have the arrogance and anger that a top kendo master should have. This couldn't help but make Ling Feng's judgment a little confused.

However, no matter what the case is, Chu Chu, a girl with a sword as sharp as a match, deserves more respect.

Ling Feng thought wildly, Chu Chu had already dragged his sword in, and walked slowly all the way, a series of scarlet blood stains dripped on the ground, and the people who watched it felt a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help the muscles on their bodies trembled slightly.

The guards of the Three Princes' Mansion kept retreating with pale faces, their eyes were filled with extremely suppressed despair, but they were forced to retreat step by step by Chu Chu's forward movements like fools, and none of them had the courage to fight to the death, but weakly turned around and fled.

Ling Feng couldn't help but subconsciously want to taunt, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Because it was only at this moment that he suddenly remembered that he had been standing on Chu Chu's back, and the guards of the Prince's Mansion, who were completely frightened by Chu Chu, were facing Chu Chu's momentum oppression head-on.

"This!"

Ling Feng looked at Chu Chu's back in disbelief, looking at the red dress flying, and the sword in his hand was illuminating, which was unimaginably bright.

Who would have thought that this girl as sharp as a sword could reach such a terrifying realm.

At this moment, Ling Feng couldn't help but think, in the sixfold realm of sword intent, the terrifying sword intent displayed by Chu Chu didn't know which of the last two realms it belonged to? It was the Condensing Sword Domain or the Condensing Sword God, Ling Feng couldn't judge it at all for a while.