"Master Leng is going desperately with others?"

At night, on the streets of Jinfeng City, where there was a lot of people, a young man in a white robe with a pale face, blood on the corner of his mouth, and a black burden behind him staggered into the restaurant.

Looking at Leng Dao, who was full of embarrassment and returned to the guest room, he lay on the floor and spat at the bloody mouth, Fu Yan'er muttered and found a handkerchief for Leng Dao and served tea.

"Cultivating that yin and yang are shattered?" Half squatting on Leng Dao's side, the delicate beauty refreshed her spleen and body fragrance into her nose, and Leng Dao's painful convulsions eased a lot.

"Damn it, I didn't control the confrontation energy well. Leaning against the wooden bench on the side of the floor, he breathed a long sigh of relief after spitting out the blood.

"Huh?"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, Fu Yan'er, who straightened up, moved his fingers, and in shock, Leng Dao's body should have floated towards the soft bed.

"Fortunately, I am also an injured person now, if the tragic form of Mr. Leng is seen by others, I really think that my sister has snubbed you. Seeing that Leng Dao had drunk tea, Fu Yan'er, who had taken the teacup, pursed her red lips.

"I didn't expect that after the farewell of the Youshui Dynasty, my son would be able to enjoy this honor again, it's really not easy!"

"By the way, what is the reaction of that old guy in Hulun Wanyan today? When I went to the city first, those guards outside were very bad," Leng Dao smiled.

"Can my sister think of these two things?"

"This first, it seems that since the eldest son Leng successfully occupied the corner of the bed last time, my sister has never refused you to go to bed again, haven't you done something unfortunate?" A sly smile flowed through Fu Yan'er's eyes.

"Ahem, the conscience of heaven and earth. ”

Choked by Fu Yan'er's question, the young man who finally gasped for breath blushed, feeling that this woman was still guessing what happened in the Cuizhu Garden in the Youshui Imperial City last time!

Maybe it is, or maybe Fu Yan'er just wants to simply hang up the shocking memories of the cold road, and it's also unknown.

"But since Miss Fu has opened this mouth. Rubbing his chin, Leng Dao lay down again and straightened his waist comfortably.

"After that, this son will be disrespectful. Back at the top, he said coldly that as long as his brain is not broken, he will not waste this opportunity.

"What do you mean my sister has spoken? It's like you bastard really doesn't like to fall asleep in bed. The amorous white glanced at Leng Dao, but he always felt that something was wrong with this, and under Leng Dao's stunned gaze, Fu Yan'er's delicate face was slightly red, and then he quietly hid the pretty red.

"But the second thing may be very important to Master Leng. Pretending to be calm and coughing lowly, Fu Yan'er raised her slender jade neck again and changed her words.

"Hulun Wanyan knows that I did it?"

Knowing that Fu Yan'er is just teasing herself and arrogant, if she really does a big thing, she will be a thin-skinned woman except for the last time when she broke the jar in the Ten Thousand Fire Mountains of the Fire Dynasty. Anyway, he can occupy a corner of this soft bed tonight, and it will be detrimental to his excellent urine performance if he has to gain an inch.

Thinking like this, Leng Dao also took over Fu Yan'er's handle.

"That's not true, it's true that the old thing is full of wind and rain in the city today, and it is true that he sent people to interrogate in front of the major forces and many good players in the rivers and lakes, as for the guards at the city gate to interrogate, I am afraid that he has put a lot of pressure on the royal family. Fu Yan'er shrugged her shoulders.

"However, I heard that before Hu Lunlang's death, the royal family and sect of the three major dynasties were not most afraid of each other, but two guys named Black and White Erlao. Fu Yan'er continued.

"Black and white two elders, where did this master come from?"

Except for the old ancestor in Wind Valley whose strength had reached the peak of Tai Chi Xuanpin, the leaders of these three forces together were enough to overthrow a mid-level second-rate dynasty. It's good now, whether it's the open or the hidden, there are two more headaches.

The Tomb of the Wind is considered to be a matter of interest in this dynasty, but its reputation is not so prominent that it allows endless masters of the Taiji Realm to gather here.

"Do you remember the Heavenly Fury that you met in the Tianyue Dynasty at the beginning?" Fu Yan'er said.

"They are also gold medal fighters in the rivers and lakes?" the woman opened her mouth, and Leng Dao immediately let out a long breath.

"Well, the strength of these two old guys has reached the middle stage of the Taiji Realm Xuanpin, because they are brothers, and the tacit understanding of a lifetime is also there, and the joint hand is enough to fight with the Taiji Realm. ”

"Isn't that all of them able to fight with Miss Fu without being defeated?" raised his eyebrows, and took a cold breath.

These days, he has been cultivating desperately for the Tomb of the Wind, and he still doesn't know if Fu Yan'er will help him after the Tomb of the Wind appears, but in any case, this woman can be regarded as a big psychological dependence of himself.

Now Fu Yan'er told her that there was still an existence in this Wind Tomb that had reached the Taiji Earth Grade. Although it didn't affect his determination to go to the Tomb of the Wind, he was really a little stunned in his heart.

It seems to be the shock that the strongest support is shaken.

"The battle may be a bit of capital, but it really wants to be undefeated... In this remote dynasty domain, not everyone has the family background of the Leng eldest prince who has crossed the level of battle. ”

"If you really want to fight, it's a question of whether those two old guys can take over my sister's time. Fu Yan'er smiled confidently.

Fu Yan'er has always felt that Leng Dao is a little greedy in the midst of happiness and does not know happiness. With the Yin-Yang Martial Source and Yin-Yang Seal, as well as the two-armed divine weapon and the guilt-breaking knife behind his back, Leng Dao has almost never formally fought with a master of the same level, and this guy has formed a fixed thinking for a long time.

He thought that he could always fight beyond the level or even the next level, which was also the reason why his strength had weakened when Leng Dao sensed that Zhang Wufeng's physical strength was not much worse than his own before.

But how can this really be the case?

In the mortal world, each martial arts level is too strict for martial scholars, with this Xuanfeng Dynasty and the Hulun Dynasty, the old ancestor of the Wind Valley is already at the peak level of Taiji Xuanpin, and the Great Emperor Ancestor of the Hulun Dynasty has only just entered the Taiji earth.

One step away, Hu Lunlang can run rampant in the Xuanfeng Dynasty, and even after that guy's death, the Xuanfeng royal family had to track down the murderer for him.

The gap in the realm of martial arts is vividly reflected at this moment.

And now, if the two elders of black and white can really exert the power of the ground products for a little time, it will naturally make the three of Hulun Wanyan jealous, but they can be very sorry for her... Void.

"It's okay, Miss Fu can't make a move, but if there is a big threat, this son's heart will have to cool down a little first. ”

Seeing Fu Yan'er's vow, Leng Dao was reluctant to pee with a cowardly face, and Fu Yan'er was full of doubts when he saw it.

To say that this guy is really a wreck who can't beat a fart with three sticks, whether it was dealing with the father and son of the Ten Thousand Fire Sect Huo Shang Huo Qian in the Fire Dynasty, or dealing with Zhang Wufeng in the Youshui Dynasty, Leng Dao didn't fight like a ruthless man that time?

But in front of himself, Leng Dao pretended to be popular for a while, and for a while he wanted to take himself as a backbone, did this guy go wrong with that nerve when he was cultivating?

Still is... There is a familiar person around him, and Leng Dao no longer suppresses the true temperament in his heart?

"By the way, just now Mr. Leng seemed to say, 'Where did this master come from'?"

"What weird people have you met these days?" In line with the delicate thoughts of her daughter's family, Fu Yan'er seemed to sense the meaning of the young man's words.

"After half a month of cultivation, when the yin and yang of the test were shattered today, it seemed that someone was spying on me. ”

The next moment, Leng Dao's gaze mechanically condensed on Fu Yan'er's ice jade face that could be broken with a single bullet.