Xia Forsythia: So is this an ageless witch and her adopted son? I just don't know what Chen Xuan, one of the parties to do, thinks......

It's a pity that there is a blood feud between Xiao Lingbo and Chen Zhifeng.

After several years of forbearance, Zhengtai Chen Zhifeng also grew into a Zhilan Yushu, a graceful young man, and tried every means to escape from the Crystal Palace and worship the righteous path of Xuanmen, planning to return to the East China Sea one day and kill Xiao Lingbo to avenge his blood.

It was only later by chance that he learned about the murder of his wife, and Chen Zhifeng decided to atone for his ancestors and tried his best to save Xiao Lingbo's life.

Bai Ji'an and Li Langhuan's expressions were obviously also at a loss, and it was obvious that this intricate interpersonal ethical relationship had exceeded the cognitive limits of the two ancient people.

Chen Zhifeng didn't answer, a sigh appeared on his warm and delicate face, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Lingbo Lian moved lightly, took a few steps forward, and his tone was cold and hoarse like a snake, "Then do you love me?" ”

Chen Zhifeng opened his eyes, a pair of eyes as clear as a lotus flashed a look of disgust, and his tone was cold and resolute: "I hate you." ”

and Fang Cai's pleading to save Xiao Lingbo's life has almost changed dramatically.

Xiao Lingbo looked at this young man who had endured for more than ten years, just to pierce the sword through his heart.

The answer is already in plain sight.

Xiao Lingbo didn't seem surprised, he only sneered, raised his hand and released a dark blue tide, "If you don't love me, then die!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the tide under his feet rose from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the radial wind hit Chen Zhifeng.

The tide rises higher and higher, higher and higher, pouring down from the sky, and it is like a landslide, and the sound of the tide is also the sound of rolling thunder and falling stones.

The ground shook beneath their feet, the corals broke, the palace collapsed, the bricks rained down, and the small fish hiding under the coral reefs scrambled to run for their lives.

Chen Zhifeng first received a sword from Li Langhuan, and then received a monstrous blow from Xiao Lingbo, and the originally strong spirit finally couldn't hold on, and the blow flew out dozens of zhang away, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The young man frowned and flashed, blocked in front of Li Langhuan, raised his hand to urge the sword qi, and smashed all the falling rocks in front of the two of them into powder.

Xia Forsythia didn't have such a good fate, so she could only follow the little fish to twist around and dodge the falling bricks and rocks, and finally stood firm, frightened, and looked at this royal sister beauty dumbfounded.

What a murderous character this is!

After Chen Zhifeng was seriously injured with one blow, Xiao Lingbo turned his gaze to look at Ling Chongxiao, and hissed and hated to shoot a fierce wave: "Ling Chongxiao!" If you have forced me to do this, I will not die with you today! ”

Li Langhuan said eagerly: "Be careful! This evil Jiao has absorbed the jade dew and sweet rain, and its cultivation may not be able to see how much it will grow. ”

Ling Chongxiao turned a deaf ear to Xiao Lingbo's provocation, raised his hand to summon the sword pill, wiped his fingers on the blade of the sword, and gently wiped the blade.

A star of sword light flew towards the faint blue tide.

One is as cold as snow-colored starlight, the other is blue, and the sword and the torrent are strangled together in an instant.

Xiao Lingbo's eyes were sad, and he also knew that she had broken her arm first, and the gap between her and Ling Chongxiao was so big, if she was not careful, I was afraid that she would die here today.

Therefore, he has been trying his best to promote the true qi to the extreme, forcing this wave to be layer upon layer, wave after wave.

Sword cultivation main battle, expensive speed, if no one dares to beat her in terms of combat skills, but she is a hundred years older than Ling Chongxiao, and her foundation is deeper than her, if she uses her profound true qi to force Ling Chongxiao's head, and then uses the water potential to surround him, forcing Ling Chongxiao to use the sword escape method without leeway, it is not without a chance to fight.

In my heart, the dark blue wave was just like the East China Sea hanging upside down, overwhelmingly pouring towards Ling Chongxiao.

The water is amorphous, the waves are turbulent, Ling Chongxiao turns into a rainbow and walks away, just like a lonely boat in the sea, swimming uncertainly with the water potential, waiting for an opportunity to kill the enemy.

Immortal fighting method, the little ghost suffers. At this level of fighting, Xia Forsythia and several people can't get involved.

Rao is Li Langhuan tried his best to run his true qi, and barely supported a semicircular enchantment for the three of them, Xia Forsythia's whole body was still doused by the tide splashing all over the sky, and the original tattered green Luo skirt was completely scrapped into a mess of pickles this time.

It's all in the Ming Dao realm, Xia Lianqiao wiped the water on his face with a complicated expression, why is there such a big gap in the same big realm?

Seeing that he couldn't take Ling Chongxiao, Xiao Lingbo gritted his teeth and ran Xuangong to the point where it could no longer work.

The tide surged even more violently, and from a distance, this sea tide was like a distant mountain, surging towards Ling Chongxiao again with a huge force that could sweep people to the bottom of the water in an instant, crushing them to pieces.

The young man's expression was cold, and as soon as he urged the sword light, he escaped by the sword light, flashing up and down, left and right four times in a row, and each time it was faster than the other.

The light was divided into several ways, like a phantom in the air, and in an instant, he actually broke through the water curtain and forced him in front of Xiao Lingbo.

Pointing a little bit, a Ling Ran sword qi was about to slash down the skull.

Xiao Lingbo's complexion changed slightly, but his expression was quite calm, and he took out a bronze mirror with a heavy ring cockroach pattern from his sleeve.

However, the palm-sized delicate bronze mirror, at the moment when the sword qi was about to fall, flew into the air, soared to a hundred feet in size, and released thousands of golden rays of light.

Xia Forsythia was still holding a "ill-fated" skirt in one hand, and covering the water on his head with the other, and he saw the figure of the young man in the distance flickering, and he must have been ingested into the mirror by this bronze mirror without any power to fight back.

This light seems to have the ability to breathe people's hearts, Forsythia was stunned for a moment, and before she could break free from this strange light,

I only heard faint shouts in my ears, it seemed to be Li Langhuan and Bai Ji'an.

"Forsythia!"

"Forsythia! Get out of the way! ”

Dodge?

What to dodge?

Xia Lianqiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to her senses in a terrified way, but this light had skyrocketed to the point where she could not avoid it, and it actually shone her and Ling Chongxiao into the pillar of light at the same time.

Chapter 16

The sky was spinning in front of me, the first feeling was dizziness, and then squeezing, the invisible pressure from all directions squeezed Xia Forsythia almost out of breath, and the whole person was like being stuffed into a drum washing machine.

Followed by a light foot, a sense of weightlessness suddenly hit, and the moment it landed, Xia Forsythia gasped in a cold sweat, and suddenly woke up, and the whole figure was fished out of the water.

Everything in front of me has changed drastically compared to the crystal palace of Fang Cai.

Flowers and trees are sparse, green tiles and white walls, the verandahs on both sides are connected, and the courtyard is deep, which looks like the deep house compound of a large family.

And she was carrying her skirt, maintaining this movement of ascending the stairs, and in front of her was a closed door.

Xia Lianqiao's eyes widened slightly, where did this mirror teleport her?

Before she had time to look at all this in front of her, there was another woman's voice in her ears, as if it was very close to her, but far away, as if she was chanting scriptures.

It took almost a while for Xia Forsythia to hear what the woman was saying, "Don't worry about the lady, how did the mother teach her at the beginning, the lady did it, ......"

What Mama?

What kind of house fight is this.

Xia Lianqiao's gaze fell on the woman who was talking in front of her, a girl dressed as a maid, who didn't look very old, with a long face, big eyes, and a full of calculations between her eyebrows.

The long-faced maid comforted her again, but the amount of information was too great, and Xia Lianqiao didn't hear it clearly at all, and the long-faced maid might have just gone through the motions, and before she could speak, she pushed her into the room.

Xia Forsythia stumbled into the room like a duck on the shelf, and her eyes made her feel an ominous premonition.

The red candle is hot, the jade furnace is smoking, the painting screen is illuminated, and the happy word is high.

This is clearly a wedding room!

But the strange thing is that this wedding room is empty, and it is not as lively as ordinary people getting married.

Not far away, there was a huge stepping bed, but the bed tent was lowered early, and through the heavy light veil, only a shadowy human figure could be seen.

Xia Lianqiao raised his hand and looked at his cuffs, which was also a bright red wedding dress.

Since she is the bride, the figure in the tent is her bridegroom.

The question is, which groom's cave room is spent on candle nights lying in bed waiting for the bride?

So what kind of wine?

What about the tent ceremony?

Not only that, but there is also a strong smell of medicine in this room, which is strange to look at.

The attitude of the long-faced maid was not very respectful, and her tone was completely the same as that of the nurse, and said: "Today, the young master will be handed over to the lady to take good care of, and the slaves and maids will stay outside the door. ”

As soon as the long-faced maid left, Xia Lianqiao walked to the bed and unceremoniously opened the bed tent, trying to figure out who his groom was sacred.

The next second.

Xia Forsythia slowly closed the bed tent, walked back to the table and sat down on all fours, her eyes confused and dilated.

Sorry to bother.

The man on the bed was a young man dressed in a wedding dress, his eyes closed, and he was clearly still asleep.

But the problem is that Xia Lianqiao silently hugged her head, and the expression on her face cracked.

This young man has the face of Ling Chongxiao!!

A frenzied glimpse flashed in his mind.

The young man's face was as pale as snow, with a high nose and thin lips, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and some of the spring cold was pouring out, and his black hair was scattered on the red pillow towel, intertwining a thrilling bright color.

Like an anachronistic begonia that blooms in the ice and snow, cold and glamorous.

The problem is that no matter how beautiful this young man is, this is also Ling Chongxiao!

And those wearing wedding dresses, Ling, Chong, and Xiao.

It's over, she's going to die!

Almost instantly, the female Xia Forsythia realized what was going on in front of her.

The most common large-scale script kill in Xianxia Xiuzhen literature - the fantasy copy.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Lianqiao vaguely remembered that it seemed that there was indeed a plot in the original book where Ling Chongxiao was sucked into a fantasy world.

In the final analysis, it is because "Asking" is a male protagonist's cultivation text, Ling Chongxiao's combat power is too cheating, and it is easy to dominate, even if he fights the monster in front, he must be forced offline to fight Xiao Lingbo's boss battle, and give Bai Ji'an a highlight.

Because this plot is not important, the author only brings it in two strokes.

This feeling is very mysterious, Xia Forsythia took a deep breath, walked to the bed tent again, hung up the curtain, looked at the unconscious Ling Chongxiao in confusion, and suddenly felt a strange and soft feeling in his heart,

Restless, confused, shy.

Since this mirror belongs to Xiao Lingbo, then this is probably Xiao Lingbo's past memories.

At this moment, Xia Lianqiao felt as if he had also become Xiao Lingbo, and scenes of montage-style memories quickly flashed through his mind.

A girl from a poor family lives by sewing clothes with her mother every day.

One day, when the girl returned to the dilapidated thatched hut with a wooden basin, there was suddenly a strange face in the house, a very rich woman, who smiled and took her hand, and said that she was so blessed that she would ascend to heaven from now on.

It turned out that she and the sick young master of the Chen Mansion were in good shape, and the special matchmaker of the Chen Mansion came to say that she was happy with the little young master.