Chapter 8: A Beautiful Man in a Fantasy World
Zi Xiao's eyes have been staying on Chongjing's body, it can be seen that the girl has just cultivated, and her physical strength has not yet kept up, compared with those teenagers who have been cultivating for several years, every step is extremely difficult, but extremely resilient, from beginning to end, no matter what difficulties and obstacles, she persevered, and even broke through the third layer of qi training in one fell swoop halfway.
Such a mental talent can only be compared to the child of Zhige.
But inexplicably, Zi Xiao was faintly uneasy, the figure of the child always felt so familiar, as if he had seen it before, and he panicked in the bottom of his heart just by recalling it, as if it was the kind of terrifying existence that was extremely frightened, an untouchable taboo.
Thinking of this, Zi Xiao couldn't help laughing. He is already a scattered immortal, although it is impossible to ascend, but no one in this mortal world has long been able to threaten his existence.
Shaking his head, shaking off the distracting thoughts in his mind, God really treats them Lingxiao Sword Sect well......
"Uncle Shi, has Jing'er passed the illusion realm?" The Sword Ancestor who abused Zi Chen was very happy.
"I don't have eyes. Zi Xiao said coldly.
Jian Zu touched his nose, obediently no longer challenged the patience of the master, and carefully looked for the figure of Chongjing, but there was a fog in the projection, and he could faintly see the girl standing there with her eyes closed, her face calm, as if she had not fallen into the nightmare of desire in her heart.
He looked at the man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised an evil smile.
Who would have thought that the illusory realm of the master of the Wufu Sword Body was not a Dao Ascension, nor an immortal herb elixir, nor a power reputation, but a ** man.
The man's waist is thin and powerful, a little more is strong, and a little less is thin, and the just right arc is extraordinarily hooking, lining the honey-colored skin of the eight-pack abdominal muscles, and every muscle bursts with powerful spirit.
"Hmm, it looks good......"
Chongjing thought so, such a figure, it shouldn't be a show.
"Jing'er. The man's index finger hooked the woman's chin, and his eyes were hot.
Heavy eyes were slightly dark, and he whispered in his ear, "It's a pity that I don't like fakes." ”
When the words fell, the man's body stiffened, and he looked at the bloody hand passing through his chest in disbelief like a bubble.
But the people outside didn't know about this bloody scene, and only saw that Chongjing had already escaped from the illusion after less than a stick of incense.
It really deserves to be a pure soul without a delusional sword body...... The crowd was amazed.
After passing through the illusion, there is an endless stone staircase behind.
One step at a time, she gradually surpassed the teenagers and girls who left her behind, and her footsteps never stopped, more than a hundred, more than fifty, more than a dozen, seven, three, until the first place......
When Chongjing was the first to step on the peak, everyone clearly heard the majestic and deep voice of the master.
"The trial is over after an hour, and those who don't pass the assessment fail, please find another job!"
Everyone's hearts trembled, looking at the unattainable figure, the sunset refused to leave for a long time, and even Haoyue sprinkled a dripping light on her side, that is the genius of Tianzhong that even the sun and the moon love.
It's a pity that the admired genius didn't give them a little attention, but looked at the tall and arrogant man with red eyes and pitiful eyes.
"Senior Brother~"
Ling Xuchen took a step forward and supported the girl's delicate and tired body under the stunned eyes of everyone, the two of them were half a step away, but they were just the right match.
The man is domineering, the woman is gentle and delicate, the same amazing talent, the same talented woman, what a pair of beautiful people made in heaven......
Of course, this has to ignore the irritability of the man's displeasure in his eyes.
Chongjing raised his head and smiled, "Senior brother, hold on tight~ Otherwise, the master will beat you again." ”
"......" is really a stinky girl with a white face and a black heart.
Ling Xuchen's heart was depreciated, and he quietly tightened the strength of his big hand, and the delicate touch came again, and that strange feeling came to his heart again.
After the Sword Ancestor came, Chongjing didn't hesitate to run to be coquettish, leaving Ling Xuchen behind, as if she didn't care about that battle at all.
"Master, the first place in Jing'er, isn't it amazing?"
Jian Zu immediately said: "Of course, my family Jing'er is the best! ”
Chong Jing raised his head and said happily, "Jing Er has received a lot of gifts today, which is enough." Master, can you save this gift for later, and then Jing'er will ask you for it, don't be reluctant~"
Jian Zu has always responded to requests, "Whatever Jing'er wants, the master will give it to you!"
Chongjing nodded contentedly, feeling a gentle and mellow spiritual power to help her repair her scarred body, and couldn't help but smile more happily at Jian Zu.
"The master is so good~"
Jian Zu coughed lightly, feeling that everyone's blazing gaze was a little unbearable, "Jing'er, rest for a while first, and take a look at your new junior sister and junior brother." ”
"Uh-huh. ”
Chong Jing sat obediently in the position of the disciple of the personal lineage, except for Ling Xuchen and Xu Jiao, she didn't know anyone else, and she didn't want to touch the moldy head of the ice cube face now, so she took Xu Jiao's hand and chattered there non-stop.
"Second Senior Sister, you don't know, I was so scared just now, I thought I couldn't hold on......"
The crisp and pleasant voice attracted the attention of the woman in red beside Xu Jiao.
The woman's appearance is charming and enchanting, and her figure is also extremely hot, but she is carrying a giant sword behind her back, the sword is very large, so big that it covers the woman's body, and the huge gap makes people can't help but look sideways.
"Little junior sister, come here. ”
A lazy voice exploded in Chongjing's ears.
Chongjing turned his head suspiciously, looked at the woman who hooked his lips and raised his eyebrows, and said suspiciously, "Senior sister, are you looking for me for something?"
Hearing the movement, Ling Xuchen frowned slightly and stared coldly at the woman, although he didn't make a sound, but the action of touching the sword, the meaning of the warning was self-evident.
The woman was not afraid at all, and said meaningfully, "It turns out that she is such a beauty, no wonder Ling Xuchen can let my cousin be a bathing maid for you, and almost opened my cave." ”
The deep meaning in his words made Ling Xuchen's face pale, and he said sharply, "Shut up!"
"Hehe, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you! If you have the ability, come and fight!" The woman said provocatively, "Just use you to test the sword moves I just learned!"
"Get out!" Ling Xuchen said coldly.
This woman is a madman, every time she competes with a sword, it is life and death, although the difference in strength is huge, but they are in the same division and the same family, so in the case of not being able to kill, no one wants to be remembered by such a madman.
Chongjing looked at the two people who were tense, confused.
"Little junior sister, I'm afraid you don't know who I am. The woman continued to seduce.
Chongjing blinked, "I don't know." ”
The woman chuckled and said, "I am your senior sister, the eldest disciple of the head of the sect, and also the cousin of your senior brother, named Ling Qingge." Now you know what to do. ”
"Senior sister. He shouted obediently.