"There are chicken feathers all over the place all night, there is no successor, and the master of the house is a waste, what does she want?"

"Picture face, the young master of Yanhui is the most handsome son. ”

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Watching the lively and gloating in the fairy gate, Nian Jinshu's face was almost transparent in the sun, she narrowed her eyes slightly, slightly provocative, "Yan Hui, dare to talk about the sword?"

Yan Hui sat on the seat, his white and slender fingers pinching the moonlight cup, shaking it gently, elegant and calm, but his eyebrows were extremely cold.

In the past few years, he and Chu Feishuang have participated in the major events of Xianmen, they are both marginal figures, and they have attracted attention for the first time, but he has not moved at all, and he has no intention of going to stage.

Chu Feishuang lowered her voice, "Go to the sword competition, she is already at the end of the crossbow, and she is the master of the soul return bell." ”

Yan Hui was silent, everyone's eyes fell on him, he was dressed in red maple like fire, lining his eyebrows like jade, like a jade man, and his lowered eyebrows covered the waves in his eyes.

Chu Feishuang aggravated his voice, "Wild goose back!"

Chu Yingge's face turned pale, he got up and walked over, Yan Hui put down the wine glass, flew up to the stage, and the fiery red figure swept past the people in the Xianmen and landed on the sword platform.

Chu Yingge's figure was shaky, biting her lower lip, and looking at the stage sadly.

"I thought you weren't going to come up. ”

"I'm not on, how do you end up. ”

Nian Jinshu tilted his head and smiled, a little evil, "It's not the first time I've been embarrassed, so why not do you have one more time." ”

"Nianjinshu, I'll give you a chance to choose again. ”

The afternoon breeze blew the flag next to the sword platform, fluttering in the wind, hunting, the white rose of the family emblem on the banner bloomed in the wind, elegant and noble, the year brocade book chuckled, and re-chosen?

Didn't she do it all over again just to make a new choice?

"What if I don't?" she took two steps forward and looked up at Yan Hui.

Yan turned to the side and whispered in her ear, "Then for the rest of your life, whoever lets go first, who goes to hell, do you dare?"

The boy's breath spread under the tip of her nose, and she smelled a faint smell of medicine, mixed with a bit of pine wood, and his heat lingered in her ears, staining her ears red.

It was the first time that Nian Jinshu was so close to him, and he could almost see his thick and slender eyelashes, and his tear moles at such a close distance were even more vivid, almost demonic.

She almost didn't dare to look at his eyes, and there were emotions hidden in those indifferent phoenix eyes that she couldn't understand.

"Why don't you dare?" Nian Jinshu pushed away the goose back, drew his sword and walked towards him, "Take out the sword!"

The tip of the Nian Jin book sword attacked Yan Hui, Yan Hui's right hand fell, and the long sword was in his hand, which was a rare shadow of shock, the first sword in the world, and the famous sword of the Yan family.

Fang Fei, who returned to the long sword to open the New Year's book, and the two quickly fought together.

Two figures, one white and one red, were intertwined on the sword platform.

Chu Yingge trembled lightly, propped up on the table with one hand, to avoid gaffes, and the jealousy in her eyes could not be hidden.

Why?

Why did Nian Jinshu's cultivation progress by leaps and bounds, and why did my cousin come to the stage to discuss swords?

Nian Lingxiao rubbed his brows, looking forward to Nian Jinshu being able to knock Yan Hui off the sword platform, he kept making amends with the master of the Xiao family, Mrs. Xiao didn't even look at him, the Nian family obviously offended Jiuyun Mountain.

A Nianjin book who announced in public that he was going to marry Yan Hui with empathy and love, I am afraid that he will not be able to marry into Jiuyun Mountain.

This slap on Jiuyun Mountain's face was too humiliating.

Nian Lingxiao felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

On the sword platform, the sword light and sword shadow, the goose returned to see the move, only defended and did not attack, the two of them had contacts as if flirting, Nian Jinshu frowned, "Knock me off the sword platform." ”

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