Fu Zhu looked at Wu Sheng, but he was just surprised, the senior brother is so good at taking care of children, and Wu Sheng is now a lot more.

Such a long list.

She couldn't have imagined that she would say it from Wusheng's mouth before.

The girl smiled lightly and did not answer directly.

Fu Zhu bent down and stuffed the Lan umbrella into Wu Sheng's hand, "Take it." ”

Ri and homeopathic jumped to Wusheng's shoulder.

The green lotus color disappeared in the wind and snow.

"I didn't expect it, the rune beads won't take you there." The meaning of schadenfreude is not obvious, but it can be vaguely heard.

Wu Sheng held a wide blue umbrella that was large enough to completely envelop the two of them, silent, and looked at the merlin in the distance.

As soon as the girl landed, the fierce sword qi came to her, and it seemed that she found someone stepping on it, and the person hurriedly put away the sword, but the sword qi could not be taken back.

Fu Zhu raised his hand to pinch the trick, and the sharp sword qi was disintegrated in an instant.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to apologize, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know that someone would come here, and I almost accidentally injured the fairy......"

He just saw that it was clean here, and wanted to practice his sword again to prepare for the next competition.

Who would have thought that he almost hurt someone, and the young man was full of guilt.

"I saw someone practicing swords in Merlin, uninvited." Fu Zhu said, his eyes inadvertently fell on the young man's vertical hand, holding a long sword of extremely high rank.

I don't know the name of the sword, but I know that the young man has a prominent family background.

Because of such a sword, ordinary people can't afford to use it.

The girl's soft voice was as clear as snow, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes rudely to glance at it.

The plum rain is falling, and the scorching flowers are scorching, and the green lotus is shocking.

The young man was stunned and spoke, "Fu, Fuzhu Fairy?" ”

Fu Zhu was surprised, "You know me?" ”

Eyes moved away from the long sword, and looked at the young man, who was dressed in Zhong Lingyu, but she didn't know it.

The young man said honestly: "At the trial meeting, I saw the battle between the Fuzhu Fairy and Jin Mingyun. ”

The leader of the sword, who can not know.

After he finished saying two sentences, he lowered his head again, and after a long time of mental preparation, he mustered up the courage to ask an offensive word, "I heard from the people of the Sword Sect, why did the Fuzhu Fairy not participate in this Immortal Gate Competition, why did he appear in Zhaoying Mountain?" ”

It was someone's private matter, and he shouldn't have asked.

Fu Zhu didn't feel offended, the young man was very polite, so her attitude was gentle, "Come and watch the battle." ”

"Just call me a rune." The young man was a rune fairy, and she was not used to hearing it.

"I just saw your sword from a distance, and it's good." Fu Zhu casually praised.

The young man's ears quickly turned crimson, and his swordsmanship knew by himself, in the Fuzhu Immortal...... In front of Miss Fu Zhu, it was really an axe.

But with such a compliment, I am still very happy in my heart.

The young man's hand holding the sword shrank slightly, "Miss Fuzhu, I'...... My name is Bai Bingzhen. ”

The heart is agitated, and it is uncertain.

Even if Miss Rune didn't remember the name, he wanted to tell her, because if he missed this time, he would never have a chance again.

The girl looked idle and nodded, "I see." ”

But in his heart, he was thinking about the name Bai Bingzhen, his parents gave him a really good name, and he was very naïve at first glance.

His throat rolled, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can I take a look at your sword?" ”

Bai Bingzhen hurriedly handed over the sword, "Of course you can." ”

"It's called Qingqing."

The girl looked serious, looked at the long sword, heard Bai Bingzhen's words, and said, "It's a good sword." ”

Honesty and honesty are all good meanings.

Bai Bingzhen saw that she seemed to like the Qing Sword very much, so he said, "If Miss Fuzhu doesn't dislike it, you can try it." ”

Of course, it is not possible to send a sword.

Not to mention that she will be beaten to death by her parents when she goes back, Miss Fuzhu has her own sword, which is no worse than the sword of Qingqing.

Appreciation is the idea that every sword cultivator will have when he sees a good sword, but it is not an idea to keep it for himself.

Besides, it's a breezy person like Miss Fuzhu.

Bai Bingzhen would not say such insulting words as sending a sword.

Fu Zhu tilted his head and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

Bai Bingzhen's chick nodded again and again.

The blue lotus color, without the slightest hesitation, the frost blade and snow blade suddenly converged, smooth and without lag, bringing out the clear light.

The sleet and snow are flying with the sword qi.

Bai Bingzhen was as stunned as a wooden chicken, and the soul that ran away was only recovered after half a ring, "This, this is our swordsmanship of Fuxiantai?" ”

Fu Zhu returned the sword to him, "Are you from Fuxiantai?" ”

She remembered that when she first arrived at Zhaoying Mountain, the two people who fought against each other, one of them was a disciple of Fu Xiantai, but she was talking to Yosu and them at that time, and she didn't pay much attention to the stage, so naturally she didn't notice the swordsmanship.

Fu Zhu explained: "I did this when I watched you practice swords on the mountain. ”

After thinking about it, he added, "It's far away, you can't see it really, and if there is something wrong, take care of it." "Very humble.

Bai Bingzhen shook his head vigorously, "There is nothing wrong." ”

Even better than many of Fu Xiantai's disciples, swordsmanship.

She had only seen it from afar, and it would be.

Bai Bingzhen had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally turned into admiration.

That little throbbing of youth vanished.

Someone came to look for Bai Bingzhen, and Fu Zhu left first.

"Senior Brother Bai, Madam and the head are looking for you." That disciple of Fuxiantai, looking at Bai Bingzhen's line of sight, there was nothing but falling plum blossoms and sword qi that had not yet dissipated.

So what does he look at?

Wait, is Senior Brother Bai's sword aura so powerful?

This Xianmen competition, will definitely be able to get a good ranking, and the disciples of Fuxiantai who came to find people are full of red light and proud of the spring breeze.

Jin Mingyun and the Fuzhu Fairy of Pillow Mountain did not participate in the Xianmen Competition, it was their turn to be in the limelight in Fuxiantai.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Bai Bingzhen glanced at him strangely, "Didn't you say that my father was looking for me?" ”

"Oh, yes, Senior Brother Bai, let's go." Immersed in a sweet dream, he suddenly woke up, and remembered what was going on, the disciple of Fuxiantai hurriedly said.

Bai Bingzhen followed him, in a trance, still recalling the swordsmanship of the rune beads.

"Bingzhen, where did you just go? Look at you're covered in snow and wind, and you don't come in and sit. "Gentle lady in charge, words are rarely a little heavier.

She got up and took Bai Bingzhen's hand, and exclaimed, "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

The head of Fuxiantai, who had a straight face, originally wanted to reprimand his son, but he was disturbed by his wife's startled voice, and he forgot the draft in his abdomen before.

Bai Bingzhen bowed his hand, "Father." ”

There was a knot, and the qi in his heart was dispersed all of a sudden.

Waving his hand, he said, "Okay, sit down." ”

Bai Bingzhen did not sit down, stood upright, and said, "I asked my father and mother to go to Pillow Mountain to propose marriage before, I embarrassed you two, and Bingzhen will not mention it again in the future." ”

When he said this, he was relieved and relaxed. Bai Bingzhen thought that his father and mother would also be happy, but he raised his eyes to the solemn expressions of the husband and wife.

"Bingzhen, are you stimulated by something?" Madame Bai asked tentatively.

His eyes glared at the head of Fuxiantai, as if he was complaining about him and forcing his son to retreat.

Bai Bingzhen said: "Father and mother, don't worry, I just figured it out." ”

Mrs. Bai wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Master Bai, and motioned to her with her eyes, and the young man was frank and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

(End of chapter)