Ning An's eyes widened, and he saw Lin Bocheng crushing Zhou Zhiyin to the ground.

The lips of the two of them were rubbing.

It's hard to give up and fight just now, that's nothing.

Now it's the real Shura field.

Not to mention the two people outside the court, Ning An stood up straight with a "groove".

What kind of shit luck is this?

Can you still be plotted... Can you still kiss Fangze?

Wen Luoyan finally put away the warm smile on his face, and immediately darkened his face.

Lin Bocheng's luck... It's still as good as ever.

Ning An and Wen Luoyan were outsiders in the end, and the other two were at the center of the eye of the storm.

Time seemed to stand still, Lin Bocheng was still pressed on Zhou Zhiyin's body, and the two stared at each other for a long time without speaking.

Another disciple of Xuantian Pavilion was stunned.

The killing intent is monstrous.

As for the Yuan Le who joined in the fun... Suddenly he clenched the saber in his hand, his eyes were scarlet, and there was an indescribable hideousness.

How could this woman ....

Damn it!

Lin Bocheng is hers! No one can snatch it away!

It's not a vast piece of land, and there is a forest around it, and the wind rustles when it blows.

Silence spreads in this small and small clearing.

No one broke.

Until another figure approached not far away, a crisp and gentle female voice broke the inexplicable silence!

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

The gentle voice was mixed with despair, and after the despair, there was a deeper layer of disbelief, the sound of heartbreak wrapped in disbelief, and in the broken heart, an indescribable disgust suddenly rose.

In short, whatever one may say.

These eight short words contain extremely complex feelings.

Wen Qianqian almost didn't believe her eyes.

Her senior brother and this Yuan Le are not clear, and she can still wishfully think that it is Yuan Le entangled.

And now?

Her senior brother took the initiative to knock people down, really... Meng Lang is extreme!

How could her senior brother be such a person?

Lin Bocheng quickly sobered up, glanced at Wen Qianqian, who was walking towards this side, and stood up flexibly, with a more complicated expression on his face than Wen Qianqian.

In the end, he hesitantly stretched out his hand to Zhou Zhiyin, who was lying on the ground.

Although he was strong when he started, he would not kill him.

But...

This didn't mean that he didn't dislike Xuantian Pavilion.

There were many doubts about the events back then, but Xuantian Pavilion obtained the direction of public opinion with the attitude of a weakling.

Nanling Mountain and Xuantian Pavilion have been feuding for a long time.

If he respected Venerable Ling Xiao, he would double his dislike for the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion.

He's now... Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly lightened the female disciples of Xuantian Pavilion!

How good that makes him be!

Lin Bocheng had many thoughts in his mind, and even irritability rarely appeared on Lin Bocheng's face.

"Lin Gongzi ......" Yuan Le, whose emotions had already been adjusted, pinched the corners of his clothes, and called Lin Bocheng softly, his eyes red.

"Senior brother!" Wen Qianqian approached before she recognized the female disciple.

This... Isn't this Zhou Zhiyin of Xuantian Pavilion?

Senior brother, is he crazy!

"Shura field, tsk." Ning An shook his head.

She felt that she had been in the cultivation realm for so long, and she was eating melons every day.

Even if she was a Ru in the melon field, she should have died a long time ago.

Wen Luoyan raised his eyebrows, and even the corners of his eyes rose a little: Ru in the melon field?

The metaphor of the little junior sister is really novel.

This raider seems to have somewhat... Larger than life.

For example, I don't seem to like Lin Bocheng, the son of luck, very much.

"Let's go." Wen Luoyan grabbed Ning An's wrist and walked towards the center of the storm.

Ning'an: ???

Huh?

Not really!

Senior brother can't eat melons so rampantly! Be careful to set yourself on fire for a while!

Lin Bocheng only felt that one head and two were big for a while.

Three women in one play.

True... Troublesome.

Despite this, Lin Bocheng still resisted his irritability and explained to Yuan Le: "I didn't mean to. ”

Yuanle is an outsider after all.

If this is the case......

Wen Qianqian's eyes turned red in an instant.

Her childhood sweetheart, the eldest brother who gets along day and night, actually explained to an outsider at the first time!

What about her?

What is she? She doesn't deserve an explanation from the senior brother!

It's not good to kiss whom! Why is it a person from Xuantian Pavilion?

"Sister Ning!" Wen Qianqian felt like a little pitiful person who no one wanted, so she ran towards Ning An with tears in her eyes.

Ning'an: !!

Look! Eating melons at close range will really be injured by mistake!

Ning An turned his head to look at Wen Luoyan.

However, where can you still see Wen Luoyan's shadow.

"Sister Ning, I'm not alive!" Wen Qianqian hugged Ning An's waist tightly, and tears rushed to Ning An's face.

Ning'an: ......

Shoot shoots!

The bamboo shoots on the mountain were all taken away.

Wen Luoyan chuckled, like a gust of wind, completely uninvolved in the dispute, and came and went freely.

Lin Bocheng looked at Wen Qianqian who ran away, and his heart trembled.

The little sister misunderstood.

Before this thought flashed, Yuan Le had already pulled Lin Bocheng's sleeve: "Young Master Lin, I believe in you." ”

Lin Bocheng felt very relieved in his heart.

Before the relief was over, I heard a wind on the right: "Lin Bocheng, I'll kill you!" ”

Zhou Zhiyin, who stood up from the ground, had already turned her palm into a blade and slashed directly at Lin Bocheng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Lin Gongzi be careful!" Yuan Le rushed forward.

Biyue Sword slashed over.

"I'll kill you!" Zhou Zhiyin is already crazy and will kill anyone she sees.

Yuan Le used Jin Danxiu as a force to catch Zhou Zhiyin's attack.

And a couple of rounds were fought.

"You dare to despise my junior sister!" Another disciple of Xuantian Pavilion was named Zheng Qin, and he was a gun cultivator.

A spear stabbed towards Lin Bocheng.

Lin Bocheng was physically and mentally exhausted, and with a wave of his right hand, the Divine Sword returned to his hand.

Between the fights, Yu Guang glanced at Ning An, whose eyes were shining.

There is a faint hint of yearning in my heart.

Miss Ning'an's eyes were so bright, and he was a little envious of Wen Qianqian for a while.

Able to get out of the way.

Of course, Ning An's eyes lit up, and it was simply blazing.

This kind of liveliness, such a close distance, without looking intently, is simply .... Wasted opportunity.

"Sister Ning... Don't you comfort me? Wen Qianqian looked at Ning An with tears on her face, and pulled Ning An's sleeve.

Ning An hurriedly put away the smile on his face, and pretended to pat Wen Qianqian's shoulder deeply.

"Sister, it's okay!"

"You're just a scumbag!"

"I just lost the opportunity to dig wild vegetables!"

Ning An felt that his comfort was reasonable and reasonable!

How can you fall in love with the male protagonist? Where can childhood sweethearts compare to the heroine?

has been hindering the male and female protagonists from cultivating their feelings, and the end will definitely be worse than digging wild vegetables for eighteen years.

It's the shore when you turn back.

Wen Qianqian: ???

Wait a minute?

Why dig wild vegetables?

What is a wild herb?

Rookie chickens in the wild?

So Wen Qianqian leaned around Ning An and watched the four people continue to move, revealing a puzzled expression.

Who exactly is a rookie?

Wen Luoyan didn't know when he stood by Ning An's side again: "Tsk... It's time for us to do it. ”