He can barely hide the messy past in his heart, but he can't hide the flush of his face caused by the acceleration of his heartbeat and the rise in body temperature. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info He quickly lowered his head.

However, Ling Shuang finally found out that he was wrong. "What's wrong with you? I don't think you're fine!" It was at this moment that Ling Shuang suddenly seemed to realize something. Those things were fermenting at an unprecedented rate, and she finally remembered that men and women were not allowed to kiss. It was at this time that her face was also flushed to the base of her ears. And the blushing she looks even more charming!

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely awkward, and both sides had no topic, the more they wanted to break the embarrassment, but the more they wanted to break the atmosphere, the more embarrassing it became, because they could find a topic anywhere.

Leng Lie gently raised his head to look at the other party, and when he found that the other party was also looking at him, he immediately took his eyes back. But he couldn't help it anymore, and looked at her secretly again. His heartbeat had doubled his usual rate, and it seemed to burst at any moment, and his face was hot, as if he had been slapped a few times.

And how could Ling Shuang not be like this, she didn't know what it was like, like excitement but too depressed, like uneasiness, but it seemed to contain expectations, it was so complicated that it couldn't be more complicated. What made her even more incredulous was that she had just helped the other man! At last her confused and inexplicable brain came up with two big words--speak! Yes, she had to speak anyway, and if she had silenced the atmosphere any longer, it would be no different from killing her.

"You, sit down, I'll go see if there's any medicine in the pot!" she got up and left immediately.

Leng Lie's thoughts were finally brought to the right track, and he hurriedly nodded. Then, an unprecedented sense of relief rushed over him, and he breathed a sigh of relief at last—he was finally relieved, and it was harder than he had to fight a duel with someone else! It was at this moment that he realized that his clothes had been soaked with sweat.

Ling Shuang walked out and never came back, and it was clear that she had forgotten about it.

However, sometimes forgetting is not necessarily a bad thing, at least they don't want to experience that embarrassment again!

Leng Lie's heart finally slowly returned to its usual state. At this time, Qingshuang, who had just come back from outside, walked up to him: "Oh, how did you get out?" Obviously, he was a little surprised.

Leng Lie nodded at him and said, "Well, I've been in it for a long time, and I want to come out and breathe." ”

"You haven't been back for long, don't force yourself to go too far!" Qingshuang said with concern, now he is even more nervous about Leng Lie, after all, after working hard for so long and reaping such good results, he doesn't want any more accidents. Even, he didn't ask the other party about the questions he had always wanted to know in his heart, and he would wait until the other party was completely well.

Leng Lie picked up his crutches and got up and moved into the house, but when he arrived at the door, he realized that he still couldn't cross the threshold, he couldn't help but smile helplessly and then glanced at Qingshuang. Qingshuang immediately understood and walked over and helped him over. But now there was another question in his mind, since he couldn't cross the threshold, how did he get out in the first place? However, when he knew that it was useless to think too much, he didn't think about it anymore, but picked up a sword from the weapon rack and danced around the courtyard by himself. For the obsession with martial arts, he will not be worse than anyone else!

The next moment, the sound of sword dancing filled the entire courtyard. There are several rockeries and a big tree in the yard, and at this time, whether it is on the tree or on the rockery, there are countless shadows left on him.

The sound of the sword shone brightly, and the light carried the figure, as if he had transformed into a ghost. The air in the small space of the courtyard was stirred up by a whirlwind under his fluttering, and the whirlwind kept blowing off the leaves on the trees, and the leaves that were blown off were at the same time driven by the whirlwind, and they were all dancing regularly, like a rain of leaves in the sky.

The whirlwind was getting bigger and bigger, and a halo of light emanated along the sword in his hand, and each sword shot, although the strength was not large, it was agile and graceful. Leng Lie in the room was attracted to it, and he pulled a chair and sat down by the door to look at it seriously.

Although he could have done those actions, it was in the past, and now he has only envy. He kept thinking that if his strength could be restored to the level of Qingshuang, he would be satisfied. After all, judging from the scene, his cultivation was not much higher than Qingshuang.

Suddenly, another figure appeared, and along with that figure, there was an even more domineering light.

"Dang" was the sound of the two weapons intersecting, and then the two figures separated and each stepped aside to stand still. The leaves fluttering in the air finally lost their momentum and kept falling.

Leng Lie was a little inexplicable, although there was no longer a fight, he still couldn't see the situation on the field clearly, because there were too many leaves in the air, as dense as rain, covering his vision.

Qingshuang looked at the figure opposite intently, but just when a leaf fell from his eyes, he couldn't help but be distracted, the body came to his side again, he was startled, and hurriedly raised his sword across his chest, and at the same time his body retreated.

It was another "dang" sound, but this time after that sound, there was also a crisp sound of another metal breaking, which was the sound of the sword breaking in Qingshuang's hand!

Leng Lie's heart tightened, he finally knew that it was not a martial arts competition, because in martial arts, mutual respect is a recognized premise, and folding human weapons is the greatest disrespect to the opponent!

Qingshuang also felt inexplicable, but at the same time he also felt the murderous aura of his opponent, he had to step back, but he was still a step too late, and his clothes were still cut through a long gap.

The leaves were gone, but they could not see the faces of the people who came, because they covered their faces with a strip of black cloth. He was very large, like a mountain, and the beard on his face grew almost under his eyelids over the strips of black cloth.

At this time, he had a knife in his hand! it was a fine knife, with a snake-headed hilt and a long letter spitting, and the blade was wide and thick, but the blade was so sharp that it was chilling, for as he turned the knife over gently, a fallen leaf fell on it, without any human force, and the next moment it split into two halves and continued to fall down from both sides of the blade, and on the back of the knife hovered a long snake of gold, with three small holes in the middle of the snake, each of which wore a gold ring. In the inadvertent shaking, there is a crisp sound.

It was a knife weighing at least one hundred and eighty pounds, and it was usually only such a burly person who used that kind of weapon. It's just that although the weapons are heavy, they can often dance superbly, and every time they go down, the power is even more infinite!

Qingshuang finally spoke: "Who is it, what is the matter?" His heart was a little angry, because he had never met such an unreasonable person. Even if it is an enemy, he has to scold a few words after meeting, and he thinks that he has no enemies! But as soon as the other party comes up, he immediately wants to kill him!