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Feng Xiutong looked at the seal with a disapproving look, but it was not easy to do it directly.

He remembered that it was also here, and the Eight Desolation Sword Sect twenty years ago was also so domineering. At that time, the reason why they were proud in their sect was because there was a genius who had not been met in three hundred years, and his name was Li Qifeng.

This Li Chufeng likes to wear all black clothes, likes to play a family heirloom short sword called "Shen Ke", among the younger generation, he fought all over the sect invincible, and at that time, even the heavy thunder boy who participated in the trial was defeated by him within thirty moves.

It's just that the guy was a little too arrogant, and he was slapped three times by the Zhengyang kid, and he almost won the "Shen Ke" by design. This incident became a big joke twenty years ago, but it also made Tianlei Dao very popular.

He still remembered the appearance and personality of the kid at that time, although he was very good-looking, but he was a little colder, and he couldn't hold his breath, and he had the usual arrogance and domineering of young people.

It's just like the current genius who has not been born for 3,000 years!

Hey, Li Chofeng, Li Shengshu, the short sword "Shen Ke", sure enough, there is no "channeling", the son of the mouse will make a hole.

Feng Xiutong's eyes swept over the white-clothed Li Shengshu, and then glanced at Chen Mo again.

He also learned later that Li Chufeng was the son of the current Eight Desolation Sword Sect Master.

Well, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, if your three-thousand-year-old genius were to change to the usual, I might really have to kneel. But I am on the Heavenly Thunder Dao Heavenly Thunder List, and there have been so many geniuses for thousands of years. It's been blown up by a lack of time for tea, and I'm afraid of you.

Feng Xiutong thought so, and wanted to stand up and walk in the direction of Zhang Zunyin. But as soon as he took half a step, he saw Mo Lao Er, whose face was flushed and his beard was blowing.

He suddenly realized that the current black thin man, why is he so cute?

Feng Xiutong froze, restrained his smile, and his expression began to become angry.

"Hmph! It's really too deceitful! This seal is really this kind of person. Alas, poor eyebrows. Feng Xiutong's lamenting voice sounded in the ears of Gongsun Mo's old man.

When he heard the name "Meimei", his face was stunned. Anger subsided. He turned his head to look at Feng Xiutong, and saw that the old face with ravines was full of grief and indignation.

"Little eyebrows...... What's wrong with Xiao Mei'er!" Gongsun Mo's face changed greatly, and he ran directly to Feng Xiutong with a nervous expression.

"Alas...... Xiaomeier, she ......"

"What the hell is wrong with her! You say!" Gongsun Mo saw Feng Xiutong's face embarrassed. Bite one's tongue. Suddenly it became popular. His face twisted, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted Feng Xiutong up with his height.

The eyebrows and small eyebrows in the mouths of the two old men are known to anyone with a clear eye, but they are actually a person, just called, one is more numb than the other.

"Alas!" he sighed. He shook off the short old man's hand and turned his face sideways at him. said with a look of unwillingness.

"You and I only met when we chased eyebrows together, and we have been friends for many years, and I won't hide it from you. I thought that not long ago, after Meimei unfortunately lost her husband, I would have a chance, but I didn't expect to meet her at the headquarters of Taiding Auction House a few months ago......"

"Focus!"

Gongsun Mo said angrily, he had already rolled up his sleeves, and his fat face was already full of anger, as if he was about to erupt a volcano.

But Feng Xiutong didn't care at all, and still went his own way.

"I wanted to comfort her, but I didn't expect her to be half sad. Although we all have gray hair and have experienced thousands of years of devastation, her face is still the same because of the exercises she has practiced, which makes me feel ashamed of myself. She stood in a black dress, with the smell of black mist and white jade gardenia in the sun, standing there prettyly, as if waiting for something. ”

"I was about to step forward, but I didn't expect a man in a dark blue robe to walk over. I know the man, this guy has gray hair, red sword marks, and a pine pattern ancient sword as a hairpin. He was also working for the sect at that time, and he went to the auction, and I was wondering why he bought a nine-turn ice fairy flower and a Xuanxiao thorn, instead of other good swords, alas......"

"I see...... I saw her give it to Meimei, and Meimei gladly accepted it, and I saw and saw her smile......"

"Don't say it!" Gongsun Mo's forehead was bruised, his fists were clenched, and his small eyes were staring at Zhang Zunyin in front of him.

He also heard that some time ago, Xiao Mei'er got the Qibao Nine Turns Ice Fairy Flower, and his cultivation rose sharply, and then he got the Xuanxiao Thorn like a tiger, and his strength was great, but he didn't expect it to be like this!

"Alas~" Feng Xiutong covered his face with his hands and rubbed it, there seemed to be some helplessness in his tone, but his eyes were through his fingers, and he glanced at the Humpty Dumpty man beside him, and said in his heart, it seems that he is almost on fire.

"That man is strong and handsome, although you and I already know that others have one set in front of them, and another set behind them, although I can't bear it, but ...... But as long as he is kind to his eyebrows and gives her happiness, I will be at ease......"

"Hmph!" Gongsun Mo's face became redder and redder, the coercion around his body faintly appeared, and the flames of Xuangang also emitted, and white smoke came out of his nostrils and ears.

"You can bear it, Lao Tzu can't bear it! You old bastard, you are really going back more and more!" he scolded Feng Xiutong who was "grieving", his saliva overflowed, spittle flew sideways, and his head and face were sprayed at him.

Happiness? Can such a person still give Xiao Mei'er happiness? I bah! People have one thing in front of them, one set in the back, dare to do it, what kind of thing?! It's still a man, it's not a man who can still give Xiao Mei'er happiness?!

Only a real man like Lao Tzu can give Xiao Meier happiness!

Thinking of this, his mind turned sharply, he was angry, and his little eyes that were about to erupt fire stared at Zhang Zunyin!

Fake public and private, and look like such a little white face, there is no shortage of women at all, how can they be so kind and courteous? Good to Xiao Mei'er? I'm going to try to plot something against Xiao Mei'er.

No, you don't have to teach him a lesson, give him some color to see, so that he doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and the plot is wrong!

Feng Xiutong saw that Gongsun Mo had returned to his disciple step by step, and immediately turned his back.

The black and thin old man was not stupid, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and he wanted to suddenly turn around to see the expression of the old short and fat man, but he only saw the back of the guy looking up to the sky and "sighing", and his doubts suddenly disappeared.

"It's really annoying!" Gongsun Mo let out a low roar, his head was hot, and he actually released the incomparably huge mechanical man - Decepticon Pillar!

In fact, Feng Xiutong looked up to the sky and sighed, his face turned red, his stomach twitched, and he couldn't bear to cry.

His words are true and false, and they are mixed in half, so that they are the real king. It's been so many years, and he still doesn't know what kind of temperament that thing is?

He did this, in fact, it was very simple, the gun shot the first bird, let that guy try his strength first, he could fight the best, if he couldn't beat it, even if he gave him some family training, who told him to be so arrogant to himself just now!

Anyway, no matter what, there is no harm in it. Such a good thing can be done with a little more words, so why not do it?

When the two old men were talking, Chen Mo was not idle.

After he and Xiao Ba watched the "wonderful" performance of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, they should have rested, but his eyes flickered, and among the five disciples of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, there was a familiar figure.

He suddenly had doubts in his heart, and he had a lot of thoughts, but he couldn't think of a reason.

"Nangong Bingyan...... No, it should be Nangong Bingqin, why is she here?No, shouldn't she ......" Chen Mo looked carefully from a distance, and muttered to the woman who was being hugged by four people.

This woman is dressed in an aqua blue dress, with a dusty appearance, coupled with a quiet smile, there is only one person among the people he has seen, and that is Nangong Bingqin.

Nangong Bingqin and Nangong Bingyan look very similar, but their temperament is even better, and now this woman is more than a few points better than the Nangong Bingqin she saw before.

If he only talked about appearance, he was sure that this person must be her, but now with that temperament that is far from being comparable to before, it gives people a plausible feeling.

Looking at it with his eyes and feelings, this woman has an elegant figure, her footwork is steady and light, and even her bones reveal an ice spirit qi, but her cultivation is at least an innate high-level, even a peak person.

He hadn't heard of anyone from the Nangong family, and there was anything else from a semi-holy land, if that was the case, he shouldn't have been provoked like Qu Muqing in the first place, so it would be even more strange.

"Could it be...... It's really strange, tsk......" Chen Mo looked at it while thinking, as if he wanted to see some clues. If you ask now, it's okay, if not, wouldn't it be a shame?

His eyes fluttered, and he patted Chen Jun on the shoulder beside him: "Senior brother, can you know the female disciples in the Eight Desolation Sword Sect?"

Chen Jun was originally listening attentively, but after he said this, he immediately turned his head to look over, and his eyes were a little straight for a while, he had never seen such a temperamental woman.

"The big black guy is called Zhao Fulong, the one who looks like a monkey is called Sun Qingzhu, the one wearing purple clothes is Zhou Zihuan, and the one in the white robe is said to be the first day of their Eight Desolation Sword Dao for three thousand years...... Strange, the fifth one didn't come like water, and I've never seen this girl before. ”

Chen Jun's brows were twisted together, as a disciple of Tianlei Dao since he was a child, although his status was humble, he knew far more things than Chen Mo.

"This time it's not the general generation of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, it's all the well-known ruthlessness among the younger generation, it's just that I know these people, but this woman is the only one who has never seen it......"

"Hmph. The water is like the moon, the water is like the moon, and the water is like the moon, and it has already gone out to practice. ”

At this time, a cold voice sounded from behind the two of them, saying strangely. Chen Mo looked back and found that Feng Lingshuang was looking at him with a strange gaze.

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