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Who knows, as soon as this guy heard this question, he immediately stopped talking, his eyes carefully swept over her face, and then pinched his chin and said: "I thought that such a profound question, with your beauty, sister, should already know." ”

Beauty has something to do with answering questions! I'm stupid when you are a mother!

As soon as Feng Lingshuang heard this, her fists creaked again, and beside her temples, under her white skin, the green tendons jumped wildly, the corners of her mouth showed a curvature, and on her face without a smile, her eyes narrowed slightly, bending into an extremely good-looking crescent.

If someone familiar is here, you must know that this is the rhythm of her beating...... In fact, no matter how idiotic Yuan Haocang is, he can see how bad her smiling face is.

"Hehe, the heads-up is that he picks a group of us one by one, and of course the group beating is...... A bunch of us beat him up...... Hehe......" He said with an embarrassed smile, and his feet unconsciously moved back two steps, and the distance between the two became larger.

Is that okay?!

After listening to this strange explanation, Feng Lingshuang was stunned for a moment, and then began to hug his chest and be silent, pondering.

"Hehe, sister, think about it, this 'Jade Blood Moon Jiao Cream' will be regarded as an apology, give it to the beauty first, please don't refuse." Yuan Haocang took out a palm-sized jade box.

Feng Lingshuang looked at it and took it casually, but no one noticed that when she said the words "Jade Blood Moon Jiaoshuang", her beautiful willow eyebrows jumped decisively.

No one else knew what it was, but she knew it.

According to the family scriptures. In the dense veins of the submarine volcanoes, there is a certain chance that a true red fire jade will be produced, which will be brewed in the coral for thousands of years. Everywhere there is fire poison, followed by the first-class warm jade. This kind of jade, in the perennial sunlight dense place, baked and dried, will produce a bright and beautiful red dust, this is the "jade blood".

In the depths of the Infinite Sea, there is a pool of cold water with a temperature equivalent to a thousand years of ice. There is a dragon that will inhabit a kind of bloodline that is not strong. Jiaolong's whole body is snow-white. The inner grease and dragon horn are useless, and they are indeed good things to keep out the cold and wind.

Grind the dragon horn into powder and mix it with jade blood. Then with more than 1,000 kinds of precious elixirs and spices to treat the oil of Jiaolong, so that it is perfectly mixed with jade blood and Jiaolong horn powder into a pale pink paste, which is the jade blood moon Jiao cream.

This thing is painted on the body. and he will not be afraid of burning. Not afraid of the cold, it has a certain resistance to the wind, in addition to scalding, frostbite, and sword injuries, it has an incredible effect.

However, for Feng Lingshuang, the most important role of this thing is the most important, and that is this thing. It is also recorded in the book, one of the four major rouges. For women, this is not to mention how tempting it is!

It can be seen that Yuan Haocang's sycophancy this time has already arrived at home, which can be said to be in the middle of the heart.

Suddenly, those Eight Desolation Sword Sect disciples who rode the wind and sword rode the sword burst out laughing.

When the laughter started, it was also the time when the wind was raging, and the group of six people suddenly accelerated, and the sword that had been slowing down suddenly turned into a six-colored match-like rainbow, and instantly killed between the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Gate and the Heavenly Thunder Dao.

"Wow-"

The sword qi rolled up like a sword, and the disciples of Tianjimen slowed down by half a beat, and they were suddenly whipped by the dust and sand, and their hair was unkempt, and their clothes were disheveled.

If it's just like this, it's okay, just if he has a strong wind, but this wind blows, and the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and collar of the disciples of the Tianji Gate are all filled with sand and dust, and they are gray-faced, like a living clay sculpture, how can they be embarrassed?

"Phew, Bah, Bah...... Little turtle cub ......" Yuan Haocang scolded on the spot, although he didn't say his name directly, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

Of course, no one expected that the Eight Desolation Sword Sect would come like this, and the same was true for the Heavenly Thunder Dao side. But Tianlei Dao, which has always been known for its explosive power, how can his reaction ability be poor?

Except for Chen Mo, who comprehended the Thunder Dao of Taihuang, his body was as powerful as a mountain, and everyone else was wrapped in thunder, so that he was spared a wave of humiliation.

"Hmph! no one can fool me!" Chen Jun snorted coldly.

At this time, Tianlei Dao was surprisingly united, and there seemed to be no family gap between the four of them.

"Look for death. A cold and murderous tone sounded, Zheng Jun, Chen Jun, Chen Mo, and Feng Shikang all looked at each other, and the person who said this turned out to be Feng Lingshuang.

Although the people of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect are really hateful, and everyone is also angry with them, they are just thinking about fighting and teaching them a lesson, but as for killing people, they have never thought of killing people.

But Feng Lingshuang's pupils shrank in her beautiful eyes at the moment, cold as an abyss, pink cheeks like ice, and her teeth bit her red lips. She clenched her jade hands, and the murderous intent around her body was self-evident, even a blind person could see that she was moved to kill.

"As for it, could it be that someone in the Eight Desolations Sword Sect killed her father and mother and robbed her husband...... That's not right-" Chen Mo was confused, and couldn't figure it out, so he looked at Feng Lingshuang again, wanting to see something.

At a glance, I saw that her chest was slightly open, and there was a lot of sand and dust stuck to the white placket inside, and then looked down, it turned out that she was wearing a skirt......

"In that case...... Hehe......" Chen Mo suddenly understood what was going on, and the wind and dust just now blew into the bottom of her skirt and into her chest.

It's a woman, it's trouble.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the Dark Lotus, and suddenly there was a slight melancholy in his heart.

But after seeing that the six people of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect passed by in an instant, they did not stop, and the laughter became even happier. Approaching the center of the square, they all rushed up to the sky, like a rainbow sitting on the ground, and the storm that pulled up suddenly became like a dragon, entangled in it, and the end was spectacular, and it was very magnificent!

The rainbow light turned in vain in the air, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and the place where it passed was a rainbow road color bridge, and a group of six people landed in turn.

The first person was the leader of the team this time, Zhang Zunyin, but after seeing him land, he put one hand behind his waist, one hand on his chest, and the other hand on his chest, and his two fingers were put together, pinching a handprint.

At this moment, a dark blue streamer flew in the sky, and after hovering above his head for three weeks, it turned into a hairpin and stuck horizontally into his hair.

It's like a fluttering sword fairy!

The second one to land was Li Shengshu, but seeing that he was dressed in white and with black hair, his face was like a crown of jade, and he fell gently and steadily. Then the sleeve robe rolled up, stretched out the palm of his hand, and the two-foot short sword, as if it was very spiritual, stood obediently in his hand.

He naturally danced with a sword flower, and then stood with his sword in his hand, when the breeze came, and his clothes seemed to dance, but the people were not happy.

What a fairy!

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the seven-foot giant sword like a door panel fell, the ground cracked, and the sword body was half submerged in an instant. At the moment when the sound erupted, an irresistible domineering shock wave rushed outward, forcing the gravel and fallen leaves outward.

Immediately after that, an iron tower-like body fell suddenly, but he stood silently on the ground, and then he pulled up his sword, and also danced a sword flower, before he put the sword behind his back.

"Hey, hey!" A somewhat obscene smirk came out in the air, and I didn't hear it, but I saw a pale cyan streamer "ding" to the ground. When the light disappeared, it turned out to be a thin willow cicada wing with a thin willow cicada tip on the ground, and above the ring, there was a young man standing on one foot in a sitting position, with Erlang's legs crossed.

The soft sword swayed left and right, and the blade of the sword still whispered and trembled like waves from time to time, but the young man who was scratching his ears and cheeks was firmly on it, as if there was a chair under his buttocks.

The purple wind struck first, and the young man with a stern face did not have any other gorgeous movements, and when he held the sword scabbard in his hand, he immediately received the purple light into the sheath, and the sound of the sword sounded at the same time.

The last water-blue rainbow light seemed to be frost and snow flowing down with the water, and there seemed to be a dingdong sound that penetrated into the heart in a trance. The light landed, but it was a beautiful girl with a clear face like an iceberg snow lotus, and a little green.

When the monkey-like boy saw this girl, he immediately used force under his feet, and the soft sword naturally bent into an arc, and then flicked softly. The boy descended leisurely like a flying feather and stood on the ground.

As soon as he flicked his fingers on the clasp, the soft sword twisted like a frightened monkey, and then like a snake, it suddenly burrowed into his cuffs, and after a while, it popped out of the back of his waist and wrapped around his waist for a long time, and finally the tip of the sword just got into the buckle, and the end bit each other, and perfectly turned into the young man's belt.

There are six people in this line, one is more handsome than the other, one is stronger than the other, and one is more gorgeous and individual, compared to the Tianlei Dao and the Tianjimen here, it is really the difference between heaven and earth, male gods and goddesses and hanging silk.

Chen Mo saw it and was amazed.

, this is a show on the ladder, is this Eight Desolations Sword Sect here to perform, or is it here to enter the secret realm to practice?

He thought so, but the others saw it with a gritted tooth. Before they came, they made sand and dust to tease them, and then they did it again, so that they are now all heroic?

All of it, all of it, they hadn't even looked at it so far. Everyone has dignity, and Tianjimen is thundering in their hearts, not to mention Tianlei Dao, who has always had a bad temper?

"Huh...... How come it's that after all these years, it's still the same, it's really pretending-"

“...... It's awesome!"

The short and fat old man Feng Xiutong twitched the corners of his eyes, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he immediately squeezed out from between his teeth, but before he finished speaking, the black and thin old man Gongsun Mo took it very tacitly.

After the two finished speaking, they turned their faces to look at each other, let out a long "um" in their throats, nodded, and continued to look there.

...... (To be continued......)