Ling Shouyi lowered his eyes and was silent.

This evasive attitude is already very problematic.

She: "...... Do you mind your children? ”

Seeing Ling Shouyi's awkward appearance, Xia Lianqiao had a little desire to flirt again, she put her hands on her cheeks, and smiled nonchalantly: "Could it be that you also want to have a child with me?" ”

Ling Shouyi's heart palpitated slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he didn't answer: "......"

"Wait, you're not serious, are you?" She lowered her hand, a sense of foreboding welling up in her heart. Soon, one more thing was realized. She and Ling Shouyi have been here for so long, and they haven't done any protective measures, it stands to reason that if the female Dao cultivator wants to kill the red dragon, she shouldn't get pregnant.

Xia Lianqiao is still a little uneasy when she thinks about it.

Or ask the little Taoist priest in front of you is the safest, "...... You say we...... Such...... Can you get pregnant? She blushed as she said this.

It is said that the more abstinent people are, the more ...... Don't look at the young man's white veil wrapped in cold jade, wrapped tightly and coldly self-controlled. In the process, she likes to lower her eyes and rub her slightly bulging lower abdomen, and press hard with her bony fingers with sword calluses.

Just because he doesn't have to worry about his sweetheart suffering from October pregnancy, this kind of sweetheart is filled with himself, and he can't satisfy the secret possessiveness of outsiders, which makes the teenager feel excited and difficult to control.

In fact, at this point, she admits that she and Ling Shouyi are really compatible.

Ling Shouyi: "...... It shouldn't be so. ”

Xia Lianqiao breathed a sigh of relief.

When I came back to my senses, I thought of the topic of deviation, and couldn't help complaining: "Are you a vinegar vat?" Big Brother Bai doesn't matter, what's going on with Sima Yuanxing? ”

Ling Shouyi pursed his lips, realizing that he was a little ridiculous, but he still cared in his heart, "Then the seventeen or eighteen you said before?" ”

"What, seventeen or eighteen?" She didn't understand what she meant.

Ling Shouyi raised his eyes, his eyes were sparse.

Xia Forsythia saw a little accusation in it.

“……”

It took her a while to remember that she was in the delusion mirror when she was in the mirror and said that she had talked about seventeen or eighteen (paper people).

It's not like she's heartless! It's this man who remembers everything so clearly!

"That's true." Thinking of this, she also felt funny.

Judging by his expression, after reconciling, she became a lot bolder, and smiled unknowingly and reached out to pat his head:

"At best, you are only my concubine, behave well, and I can correct you."

Unexpectedly, Ling Shouyi really remembered this, frowned and insisted on asking her, "Who are they?" ”

Charcellu: "......"

There was really no way, she thought about it and could only say, "My first boyfriend is a monkey, the kind that can flip and breathe fire." ”

Ling Shouyi: "......"

"My second boyfriend is a killer, the kind with white hair, but he is a little short, and he has a very arrogant personality and likes sweets."

Ling Shouyi didn't hesitate: "How tall are you?" ”

One foot here is about 23 cm in modern times. Xia Forsythia converted: "Uh...... Less than seven feet? ”

158。

Ling Shouyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Lianqiao thought, she still didn't say that this was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

However, he is less than seven feet tall...... Ling Shouyi thought that he was sure that Xia Lianqiao was really coaxing him like a child.

There are still more than a month before the big competition of the sect, and there is still plenty of time.

Xia Lianqiao and his party thought that instead of setting off early, they would sleep in the open all the way, and they would arrive at Fengtianzong, who was not familiar with the place.

It is better to linger in Luoyan City for more than a month, recuperate, concentrate on cultivation, and then move before the big competition.

Taking this opportunity, Ling Shouyi launched a special training for her for more than ten days.

On this day, Ling Shouyi took her out of Luoyan City to the western suburbs, different from Wang Bashan in the eastern suburbs, there is a high mountain in the western suburbs, with thousands of walls and towering cliffs.

It is inaccessible, and it is the most suitable for practicing swords.

At this time, Ling Shouyi changed his expression again, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and gloomy, and he was extremely strict with her, without any mercy.

With a little finger, the sword pill jumped out of the blood-colored sword marks in the center of his eyebrows, emitting a brilliant brilliance.

"Let's make a move."

Charcellu: "......"

The painful memory of being chased and beaten by Ling Shouyi resurfaced from his mind.

She took a deep breath, resigned herself to her fate, and stabbed with her sword.

If you are beaten, you still have to be beaten, and if you don't experience a beating, how can swordsmanship be achieved?

As soon as she started it, Ling Shouyi didn't think twice about it, stepped on the smoke, urged the sword, and committed suicide.

Its cold and cold appearance, where is there still the tenderness and sweetness of the past.

Xia Lianqiao didn't expect Ling Shouyi to kill when he said it, and his momentum was as fast as thunder.

Sword cultivation main battle, good speed.

Ling Shouyi deliberately sharpened her swordsmanship and temperament, hoping that she would be able to stay in danger even if she fell into a dangerous situation in the future, so the offensive was like a storm, dense and fast.

The sword pill jumped up in mid-air, jumping out of the air, the brilliance was chaotic, releasing chaotic stars like rain, weaving into a sword curtain, like mercury pouring into the ground, high mountains and waterfalls.

The long sword broke through the air, and it sounded clearly, and Xia Forsythia flashed in front of him, and a little cold light appeared in his throat.

Several times, she could feel the fear of the sword almost piercing her throat, and the chill was bone-chilling, and the strength of the sword pierced.

Whenever this happens, Ling Shouyi will stop in time, withdraw from the zhangwai, and say coldly: "Is this your growth over the years?" ”

She pursed her lips, a little more resolute in her eyes.

The young man's sword is mainly fast-attacking, Xia Forsythia and his sword cultivator have been getting along for a long time, and they also know that under the fast attack of sword cultivation, they must not be hard-hitting, so as not to be led by the nose and mess up, so they can only borrow the light and go, trying to level the rhythm.

Unknowingly, she was unilaterally drilled for more than ten days.

She finally knew why Li Langhuan was so afraid of Ling Shouyi, it was really very strict, and the disciples under her seat were all in awe.

But compared to these disciples, she also has an invisible benefit. Ling Shouyi would personally massage and pinch her feet after the sword practice, loosening her sore muscles and bones.

Xia Lianqiao felt that Ling Shouyi was even a little overly anxious about her "growth", and she was completely crazy about her with the distress of the chicken baby.

But even so, she never shouted bitterness from beginning to end, or stopped, no matter how tired she gritted her teeth, she persevered, even if there were several times when she really thought she would die suddenly.

Being able to get Ling Zhenjun's round-the-clock sparring is the dream of many ordinary monks who are struggling on the immortal path.

The results of such hellish training are also staggering.

Her swordsmanship is progressing at a rapid pace.

Finally, one day, two swords chased back and forth between the cliffs, and fell into the deep pool below the cliff one after another.

The sword surged and set off a huge wave.

Xia Lianqiao's eyes were focused, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, and she was immersed in the sword intent wholeheartedly, at this moment, she finally vaguely understood the so-called realm of the unity of man and sword.

Her offensive is inseparable, like a snake running and walking, the rain is pouring into the ground, opening and closing, and she has vaguely seen the famous weather.

During this time, she was also refining the method of dividing and combining sword light, and with a long shout, she gathered the scattered sword rays like stars into a ball. Xia Forsythia's sword light skyrocketed, and the volley slashed towards Ling Shouyi!

Ling Shouyi raised his eyes slightly, did not say a word, and calmly drove the sword pill to hold it. Cover her all, do everything, and take it all.

The sword pill buzzed and trembled.

The two groups of brilliance competed for the wind, one eliminated the other, the sword intent repeatedly rushed between the valleys, and the rock walls in the mountains also burst inch by inch!

In order to avoid her attack, she forced him into the water.

A long time ago, Ling Shouyi had sensed that Xia Lianyi's sword intent was not murderous enough, so these days he also deliberately drew out the killing aura in her sword.

Of course, Xia Lianqiao also knows where her problems are, after all, she was born in a society governed by the rule of law, abiding by the law, and cherishing her own and other people's lives is almost her instinct carved into her bones.

At this time, she could sense the difference between her and Ling Shouyi.

Ling Shouyi's eyes were sparse, if he didn't move, he would kill and decide, as far as the eye could see, they were all grass and trees, people with scales and horns, people who were wet and egg-like, sentient beings, ruthless beings, there was no difference in his eyes, but he was cut with a sword.

Even though the white clothes are as cold as snow and the Taoist robes are fluttering, what is pursued is the most primitive and pure violence.

She once slandered that such people have more or less "problems" in their psychology, and all those who have reached the peak of swordsmanship have a little bit of paranoia.

What is a sword.

The Lord of a Hundred Soldiers, the Lord of a Hundred Blades.

With a long sword in hand, everything can be slashed.

The one who stands in the way, the soul of the sword.

It is not easy to turn yourself into a cold sword, and it is not easy to become a murderer.

Ling Shouyi remained silent, commanding Jian Maru to continue to deal with her, and as soon as she moved, he was silent.

Compared with the chaotic sword light before, his offensive also changed with her.

The sword is long, like a big river boat, and the spring silkworm strips silk, steady and calm.

The two unconsciously fought in the pool for several rounds, and finally Ling Shouyi broke out of the water, drove the sword light, ripped off her sword momentum, pressed her under him, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at her throat.

His big wet palm pressed against her shoulder, and his sparse eyes fixed on her, "You lost." ”

Return the sword to the body.

Xia Forsythia was not only not disappointed, but pursed her lips and smiled happily, "Then have I made great progress?" ”

She wants to win Ling Shouyi, and she must have the belief that she will win when she comes out of the sword, but she also knows that she has been learning swords for less than a year since she crossed over, and it is undoubtedly impossible to win Ling Shouyi.

As soon as she was able to force Ling Shouyi into the water and crush him for a while, she was already surprised and satisfied.

The road should be taken step by step, and the meal should be eaten in one bite.

Xia Lianyi's growth speed also made Ling Shouyi unconsciously look sideways at her.

But for fear that she would be proud and complacent, she only stopped reservedly and said, "It's okay." ”