I couldn't stand it anymore and my master's unambitious little devil flew out, pinched his waist with both hands, and said angrily: "Can you have some chance? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"You're a dog looking down on people!"

"Say it again, believe it or not, I'll bite you!"

"There's a kind of you pronounce the words separately!"

"You perverted master, I'm speechless!"

"yes, I'm perverted, what's wrong!

"Little devil, you actually blush sometimes. "It wasn't Ling Feng who was peeing that said this, but the little angel who hadn't come out of the spiritual realm for a long time to breathe.

"Little angel, it's about your birds! Yo, look at my bad memory, you don't have a bird, you're an angel? The little devil glared fiercely and sneered.

Ling Feng was secretly happy, the little angel said with a red face and no laughing, as the master, Ling Feng did not have the temperament of a master at all, and immediately put away the two front teeth.

"Little devil, do you want to fight? I think you guys want to fight?" The little angel rolled up his white sleeves, flapped his white wings, flew up and slapped him, the little devil reacted quickly, kept shaking the black magic wings, and soared into the sky, and the little angel followed behind, chasing closely.

Ling Feng just watched the two little devils shuttling back and forth in the sky, the figures of the two little ones were really comparable to their combat power,

I was envious of the two little guys who had a pair of wings that could soar in the sky Ling Feng's ears suddenly heard a burst of iron hooves, this deafening sound made the little Ling Feng under the crotch not come to finish the hurry, then drip la lala, could it be that the dead rabbit Lacey really captured the city, impossible...

The little devil hurriedly pulled back, and the little angel followed behind.

"Are you scared?"

"Well, I'm a little scared, death is very painful, and I'm afraid of death. ”

"Really, Fake"

"What are you lying to. ”

The little devil looked disdainful, for this kind of contempt in his heart, Ling Feng turned a blind eye, this look has seen a lot of himself, not to mention that you are my little devil, in fact, it is similar to a pet, let alone a little devil?

Ling Feng said a word of love or not, and turned over his horse to look into the distance.

"See poetry and the distance?"

"There's your sister poetry and the distance! ”

"Fuck your uncle. ”

"My good boy, good fellow, are you chasing and killing anyone again? All of them are high-ranking knights! There is not even a ghost figure in front of you! Chasing and killing a bird!" Standing on the back of a horse with a strong heart, Ling Feng looked at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"You can't look at heaven without it on earth!" the little devil kindly reminded.

Ling Feng stared at the sky with a sigh, he didn't know if he didn't see it, he was startled when he saw it, there was a thin figure under the clear blue sky, and he was struggling to flap his huge white wings, as if he was a beautiful white angel. The speed of the high-ranking knight on the ground was obviously not as fast as the man in the air.

With a "whoosh", a sharp blade stabbed the man in the sky.

"Hey, little angel, why do you see a real angel in the sky! Hey, you want to smash it down, run away, run away, my **** mother, why did it hit my head?"

The crumbling angel was impartial and smashed on the head of the stinky boy Ling Feng, fortunately, Ling Feng scared the horse, otherwise it would really become a true portrayal of people turning over the horse.

Ling Feng, who was hit, turned over, and couldn't help pinching a soft place with his hand, and a whole numbing sound came out spontaneously, and he passed out, it must be a woman, and the three seven twenty-one, since it is a woman, it will be saved, and it is not easy to meet a beautiful woman, how can you not save it when you see death, this is too inconsistent with the behavior style of the male protagonist, and it is saved. Ling Feng took this woman who fell from the sky and passed out, looking for a dense withered grass, and then cleanly and neatly disposed of the bloodstains on the ground, after doing it, Ling Feng couldn't help but slander in his heart, Ling Feng, Ling Feng, why don't you go to be a killer, it's a pity, look, how neat and neat, hey, isn't it a killer now?

Ling Feng, who was complacent, hurriedly pretended to summon the form of a little devil, copied the ghost, practiced the knife with a calm expression, and handed over Shi Yin to his "Dugu Nine Swords" Oh, phew, it was "Lonely Nine Swords" If you meet a stupid apprentice with stupid qualifications, you insist on worshipping yourself as a teacher, and when you are kowtowing to the master, my apprentice who has just started asked me this master, what is the name of the master's set of knife techniques just now, I can't say that there is no name, isn't this a loss of my identity, this is not good, isn't it a beak to learn the art of apprenticeship, if his grandmother's goes on like this, how to cheat other people's incense money.........

So Ling Feng's beautiful name is the Lonely Nine Knives, look at it, what a bully and cool name, how a hanging word, Ling Feng practiced the knife to the seventh style of the Lonely Nine Knives, slashing style, this move is very exquisite, this seems to be very rough, but in fact it gathers a strong killing intent, this move is like a foreshadowing of writing an article, it seems to be bland, but in fact it is the finishing touch. The tricks of killing and writing articles are probably the same thing, and the simplest moves are often the most lethal.

So writing the slash style is to condense Shiyin's life, phew, Shiyin is still alive and well, Ling Feng, you broken mouth.

The little devil just wanted to say, I still want to continue to watch you blow nonsense and blow, but was interrupted by the fifty horsemen who came from the wind and dust, fifty riding black horses, all the black horses are strong men whose elbows are thicker than Ling Feng's thighs, and the appearance of the tiger's back is really a bit scary, plus they are all high, not to mention the appearance, naturally they are leopard heads and ringed eyes, fierce and vicious, and dark skin. The villains in the novels that Ling Feng read are probably similar to this.

All around his waist were extremely wide knives, as if they were already terrifying.

Ling Feng stopped practicing his sword and squinted at these five big and three thick men, but there was no fear in his heart. The little devil in his hand is not too surprised by this, and scolds this stupid master all day long, but how much has the master's mind and physique grown, and the little devil who is a spiritual weapon is clearer than Shi Yin, the heart of the strong is such a thing, the master naturally has it, otherwise he would not have slashed stupidly at the wooden stake, and kept chopping, the original distance of a large section was gradually narrowed, and of course there was Shi Yin's outline, otherwise how could it be?!

(To be continued.) )