Chapter 132: The Wind Blows
Chu Ci's angry words were shocked and deafening by her use of the power of nine wisps of air, and the questioning and disdain were all ignored by Kun Jieyun lightly, as if he had an invisible and traceless transparent barrier around him, blocking all of Chu Ci's words, which had no value, meaning and use. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The kind eyebrows and kind eyes made it very, very harmonious, and the joy was attached to the words, and the words were serious: "Get up, two disciples." ”
After Kun Jie's words were finished, he waved his hand, like a breeze blowing on his face, extremely gently, holding Chu Ci up, standing up straight in an instant, all the hindrance power receded like a tide, and Chu Ci returned to normal and could move freely.
Leng Ruofei was standing, she didn't have to be held up by the breeze that came from her face, all the internal injuries in her body were healed with the breeze coming from her face, as if this gust of wind was the immortal qi that treated all the internal injuries, and it had indescribable energy. All injuries can be easily healed by this gust of wind.
Hearing Kun Jie's voice "disciple", the mood is not beautiful, dull to the extreme, when the downpour is about to turn into a hail all over the sky and fall suddenly, it is fleeting, all the disappointment and loss are swept away, to Kun Jie is from the bottom of my heart of gratitude, ecstatic, more than a hundred times more happy than the cultivation of several great realms, excited to the extreme, beautiful eyes are full of tenderness.
Internal injury is Leng Ruofei's first heart disease, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, a breeze from Kunjie was cured, and Leng Ruofei felt that there was no internal injury in her body, which was more than ten times better than before, and the internal force was running, very smooth, and the spirit and spirit had reached its heyday.
In addition, she felt that there was an extra air flow in her body, this air flow was magnificent, like a vast ocean, in comparison, all the internal force in her dantian was just an insignificant drop of water.
"My internal injuries healed so quickly, at such a speed, I'm afraid that the ten grandfathers who often retreat and cultivate at home can't do it. The master is too powerful, with such a powerful master, in the land of China, who dares to be disrespectful to Miss Ben immediately with a horizontal sword, and kill them in an instant! I want to practice martial arts diligently, I want to be as strong as the master, my fate is controlled by myself, no one can interfere, not even the grandfather who loves me the most!" Leng Ruofei looked forward to the beautiful eyes, looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally got her wish, this happiness came too suddenly, so that Leng Ruofei was stunned for a few minutes, and her thoughts were full of joy.
The dreamlike reality gave Leng Ruofei a super invincible "blow", the whole person seemed to fly up and down the clouds, and the mood was extremely excited, pouring all the power of the world, the waves were surging, and the waves were magnificent ups and downs.
Suddenly, Leng Ruofei felt like a fairy sister, she would come to whatever she wanted, she was the happiest person in the world at this moment, the whole person looked very beautiful, her delicate and beautiful cheeks were flushed like a tide, her beautiful eyes were full of happiness, and she was more excited.
The long eyelashes are like the swaying willows, the long hair is black and bright like a waterfall and falls down, the Qiong nose is as spectacular as Mount Tai, and the Emei seems to be two mountains that stretch endlessly, which complement each other with the Qiong nose, and have a unique flavor.
The white neck is like a swan, the two delicate collarbones are delicate and attractive, the two round advantages are tall and towering, the two pink lotus-like arms are spread out, the shortcomings below are verdant and dense, as steep and beautiful as the moat, and the two beautiful legs are slender, like the waist of Miaoman, which is unbearable to cover the sky with one hand.
Coming back to her senses, she didn't care about anything else, Leng Ruofei hurriedly knelt on her knees again, kowtowed respectfully to Kunjie, took a deep breath, tried her best to calm her breathing and mood, and said, "Thank you master for healing the disciple, the disciple is grateful." ”
After plotting against Chu Ci, Kun Jie was quite happy, and finally made up for the fact that Chu Ci lost his face for the first time, nodded at Leng Ruofei, put away the domineering side, and said to Leng Ruofei in a soft tone: "Good apprentice, get up, this matter is not worth mentioning, for the teacher, it is just a breeze, just a gesture." If you sincerely thank your teacher, then you should practice the Fa well, improve your cultivation, and then fulfill a few unfulfilled wishes for your teacher. ”
"Yes, master, the apprentice must practice martial arts diligently, improve his cultivation, and then fulfill his unfulfilled wish for the master!" Leng Ruofei was overjoyed, not to mention a few wishes, even if it was dozens of wishes, Leng Ruofei would not hesitate to complete them, this was an opportunity, an opportunity that could allow her to rise to the top from now on, she naturally agreed after thinking about it.
This time, Kun Jie did not use the breeze to hold Leng Ruofei up, but let Leng Ruofei stand up by herself.
Being able to accept the admiration of others kneels, this gives him a kind of scene as if he has returned to 100,000 years ago, everything is still so domineering, accepting the kneeling of people in the vast sea, and his body suddenly exudes a momentum that makes everything tremble and crawl under his feet, and the breath that makes the world lose color comes as scheduled.
The surging spirit of the lofty heart and the surging momentum of the world is what Kun Ring has not been able to suppress and change so far, and Kun Ring will not suppress and change, this is his Tao and his heart.
If you want to improve your cultivation realm, you can't go against your own heart, let alone do things that are contrary to your own state of mind.
Chu Ci saw that Kun Jie was unmoved, completely ignoring his angry actions, and couldn't help but be angry.
However, just his hands were clenched into fists, and a force that was quite powerful for Chu Ci was divided into two directions, rushing madly towards his fists, and the bones between his hands clicked, like a piece of music that was ready to be released, and all the anger and sky-high anger were contained in it.
Just one chance to spark, you can inject all the sky-high rage and monstrous momentum, and then unleash a shocking blow that will hit the kill.
A little wind and grass can't escape Kun Jie's eyes, here, he is the master of everything, how can he not feel Chu Ci's anger, the smile has not changed, Kun Jie turned his head slowly, looking at Chu Ci calmly, showing his elegant temperament.
Kun Jie's gaze did not have the contempt and disdain that Chu Ci imagined, or deliberately provoked and insulted, just appreciation, undisguised appreciation.