Ling Tianxiang's figure has not arrived, the fragrance of rain and dew arrives first, Wu Ling sniffed lightly through the mask, it was very refreshing, but Wu Ling didn't want to have any contact with her, even if it was a conversation between each other, or something else, as long as they didn't meet, right, it proves that Wu Ling thinks so. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't think that the force of this arrow was not well controlled, would it hurt you?" Ling Tianxiang's voice rushed with the incense.

Standing on Wu Ling's side, Shao Shi approached the goddess so closely for the first time, and his heart kept bumping into deer, but it was just a momentary expectation, he didn't want some people to get close to impossible things, such as that Ling Fox Ling, how could Ling Tianxiang not know his mind at this time.

Ling Tianxiang stood in front of Wu Ling dignified and elegant, she was very close to Wu Ling, her hands became at a loss because of nervousness, and for a while she wanted to reach out and touch Wu Ling's injured arm, and then she thought about whether men and women could kiss or not, and took it back.

The hand that was withdrawn was not an inch long, and he thought in his heart, this was his own fault, which caused him to be injured, and there was no problem with caring about it, after thinking about it like this, he was suddenly relieved, Bing Qingyujie's hand was about to touch and attach to Wu Ling's fist, but he didn't expect Wu Ling's actions to fall into everyone's glasses.

Wu Ling shook his head at Ling Tianxiang, signaling that he was fine, then turned to his rest area, raised his foot and walked there, after a few steps, he raised his other hand, and pulled out the arrow feather that pierced into his fist, and the wound immediately repaired itself with the detachment of the blade, this is the baptism that Wu Ling got after sixteen blood flow rates, and repairing this wound does not consume much internal strength.

Wu Ling was like an immortal isolated from the sky, regardless of Ling Tianxiang in front of her, let her stand there alone, this scene made some loyal fans of Ling Tianxiang in the back row blush extremely, and they didn't know who to support.

On one side is their own goddess, and on the other side is the person who single-handedly picked down the giant beast bat to save a piece of the audience, looking at Wu Ling's departing forehead and back, and Ling Tianxiang's melodious and jade face, this scene, they felt very beautiful, beautiful and sad.

Maybe it was closer and cordial to the mask Wu Linglai, seeing the slightly moist eyes of the goddess Ling Tianxiang, Shao Shi responded with a sloppy look: "It seems that the challenge of the city rules has only started recently, and there are still many gorgeous battles ahead, Princess Ling Tianxiang and go back to the viewing seat first." ”

The people who saw Wu Ling's unreasonable scene on the audience behind them didn't want to embarrass their goddess at this time, and they all began to discuss things that had nothing to do, such as whose dog gave birth to a few babies, whose chicken laid a few eggs, and they all consciously realized that they didn't see the scene just now.

Ling Tianxiang's raised hand hadn't been lowered yet, and when he heard the friendly response of Shao Shi of the Miyagi Army, he couldn't play with the little girl's temper, even if he wanted to play, he could only go home and play with his father.

It's just that since I was sensible, I haven't realized today's mood to anyone, and I don't even have the memory of crying in my father's arms, but tonight because of you, a young man, disturbed my martial arts mind, which is to create evil.

Ling Tianxiang nodded politely to Shao Shi, the palace commander, turned around and quickly returned to his seat, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the voice of the old city lord's vicissitudes.

"Tempted?"

Ling Tianxiang was stunned, the little girl's appearance suddenly changed, and her thin palms kept stirring in front of her, and she exclaimed: "It's nothing, it's just that the arrow is really my fault, I just cared about it, but I didn't expect him to bite Lu Dongbin, hum." ”

Tian Chong, the old city lord, stared at Ling Tianxiang and muttered a bulging mouth, shook his head, and sighed, he had already seen Ling Tianxiang's duplicity.

The old city lord looked up at Wu Ling in the distance, and said to Ling Tianxiang if he didn't have anything, "Tianxiang, do you think this masked boy can set off a world in this blood supply conference of the Killing Gate?"

Originally, she was still putting her mind on the masked man Wu Ling, until she heard the blood supply conference in the mouth of the old city lord, she finally returned to the momentum that a fifth-layer internal strength strong person should have, only to see Ling Tianxiang standing upright, his face was right, and he said angrily: "The Flowing Killing Gate has lost all its conscience, and everyone will be punished, the most important reason why I came to Dayan Hall this time is to serve my father's death to prevent the meeting between Xue Yu, the third lord of the Flowing Killing Gate, and Zhao Jun, the fourth lord of the Gentlemen's Gate." ”

"Now they are very hidden, for the time being, I haven't found any clues about them, I think, it should be that they used the disguise martial arts, after tonight, I think the time for them to meet is approaching, and my actions must be stepped up. ”

The old city lord was kind-eyed, when he heard Ling Tianxiang mention her father, his brows tightened, and the next moment he returned to his usual appearance, showing a kind expression, and said to Ling Tianxiang again: "I think that masked young man can help you, there is no shadow of him in your conversation just now, do you want to ignore him?"

Ling Tianxiang felt the smile of the old city lord, and mentioned in his heart, why did he keep mentioning him today, and said stupidly: "He hasn't even stepped into the internal force martial arts class, how can he help me?"

"Without internal strength, do you think he can kill that twenty-zhang long blood-colored bat?" the old city lord asked rhetorically, and then said, "The hidden power in his body, even I can't find out, in my eyes, he is really an ordinary young man who can't be more ordinary, but now, when he is talking about his ordinary, it is really strange for Tian to be clumsy." ”

Ling Tianxiang was silent, she also knew that the masked man might be able to help herself in terms of strength, but she was still angry with her words, and if she dared to ignore herself like this, the masked man you were still the first.

Ling Tianxiang and the old city lord chatted happily, just like the daily communication between granddaughters, Ling Tianxiang gradually forgot about the unpleasant things, and with a gesture, he could almost melt the hearts of the men present, and there was only one hard-hearted person, that is, Wu Ling, who was wearing a mask and was looking for a wine jug.

Wu Ling returned to his seat and found that the pot of green plum wine had been given to the little girl just now, and now he wanted to drink it, but it was a little troublesome.

Wu Ling, who was anxiously searching, suddenly heard Bu Qu on the side respond: "Drink me, your name is Linghu Ling on the roster, I don't think you have that name." ”

Wu Ling turned around, although he was surprised why he would take care of himself when he refused to be thousands of miles away, but feeling the friendly tone of the other party, Wu Ling proudly reached out and took the bottle of wine bottle, poured a few sips, and then responded: "Well, I am Wu Ling, not called Ling Huling, as for the name on the roster, the reason is too complicated, I don't want to explain." ”