"Promise me three things?"

Hearing this, Meimu looked at Ding Xiaoyao sadly, and sneered as cold as frost. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After saying that, the Zifeng Sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and it was as cold as frost and threw himself into Ding Xiaoyao's arms again.

"Okay! Ding Xiaoyao, I want you to achieve the first thing, marry me!"

Tears flowed down his face, soaking the clothes on the other party's chest, and he sobbed as cold as frost.

"Miss Leng, the old man can't do anything about this..."

His eyes were full of guilt, and he stretched out his big hand to appease the cold frost, but he retracted, and Ding Xiaoyao sighed.

"Ding Xiaoyao, why do you want to bear me..."

Hearing this, his expression became sluggish, pushed Ding Xiaoyao away, and took a few steps back as cold as frost.

He looked at Ding Xiaoyao with hatred in his eyes, and after a long time, he wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and said with a cold face: "You really don't want to be with me?"

"I'm sorry..."

Shaking his head, Ding Xiaoyao replied guiltily.

God's trick turned out to be a love debt that he couldn't repay in his life.

"Okay!Ding Xiaoyao, since you promise me three things, I promise you!"

Hearing this, his heart tingled, he took a deep breath as cold as frost, and said with a cold face.

A gust of breeze came, three thousand white hairs flew in the wind, and he said expressionlessly as cold as frost: "My master died in the hands of the Soul Snatcher, and now there is no grandmaster master in the Su Nu Pavilion, and before the master died, he passed on the position of the pavilion master to me, but my skills are low, and I am not capable of serving it! I can't let the Su Nu Pavilion be destroyed in my hands, I can't be this sinner for the ages!"

Now that the master is dead, there is no grandmaster master in the Su Nu Pavilion, and he can't stand side by side with the six major factions, and he can't let the Su Nu Pavilion be lonely.

After a pause, a trace of firmness flashed in Mei's eyes, and Leng Rushuang continued: "Ding Xiaoyao, my first thing, let you wish me a hand, and my skills will increase greatly!"

"Miss Leng, practice martial arts step by step, don't rush for quick success, if I help you improve your skills, but it will destroy your bones, your skills, I'm afraid it will be difficult to refine in this life..."

Hearing this, his face was shocked, Ding Xiaoyao shook his head, and persuaded him seriously.

"I can't manage so much, with my qualifications, if I want to reach the realm of a grandmaster, I'm afraid it will take dozens of years, I can wait, but Su Nu Pavilion can't wait!"

Meimu glanced at Ding Xiaoyao, and said coldly as frost: "Ding Xiaoyao, I wish you a hand..."

"Good!"

Seeing that Leng Rushuang insisted on this, pondering for a long time, Ding Xiaoyao sighed.

After that, Ding Xiaoyao's right hand turned into a sword finger, his whole body was agitated, his temples were white, and his sword fingers flashed with dazzling blue light, which was as cold as frost between his eyebrows!

Suddenly, the powerful true qi passed through the sword finger into the eyebrows, cold as frost closed beautiful eyes, the whole body white robe agitated, three thousand white hair fluttering, biting the red lips tightly, enduring the pain of Daigo empowerment.

The two of them didn't move like this, Ding Xiaoyao's face was pale for a while, sweat was dripping from his cheeks, and it took a few hours before he withdrew his sword finger.

Then, slowly opening his beautiful eyes, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, cold as frost jade with a wave of his hand, the silver light of the Zifeng Sword flickered, and a shocking sword qi broke out of the sword, roaring and rushing towards the lake!

"Boom !!"

With a loud bang, the surface of the lake suddenly exploded, and a huge column of water shot straight into the sky!

"It's... Peerless Realm!"

I was a little dizzy in my brain, feeling the three powerful qi seas in my body, and I exclaimed as cold as frost.

Then he looked at Ding Xiaoyao, and saw that his face was pale, as if he was prostration, a trace of concern flashed in his eyes as cold as frost, and he asked coldly: "You... Are you alright?"

"It's fine, it's just... Now that the old man has lost some of his skills, he is no longer sure that he wants to kill the souls and scatter people..."

Hearing this, stroking the white hair on his temples, Ding Xiaoyao shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

"Ding Xiaoyao, now my skills have increased greatly, but this is not enough, I need you to complete the second thing..."

Nodding his head, although his skills have improved, it is still not enough, Leng Rushuang continued: "I want to make the reputation of the Su Nu Pavilion rise again, and make the heroes of the world afraid of it!"

"Well, the old man promised you..."

Looking at Leng Rufrost with guilt, Ding Xiaoyao agreed.

"As for this third thing, I haven't thought of it yet, and I'll let you know when I think about it..."

Mei's eyes were cold, and she looked at Ding Xiaoyao, cold as frost, her eyebrows tightened, and she said coldly.

"Ding Xiaoyao, now that the poison in your body has been resolved, I will return the Tiangang Sword to you, but the Zifeng Sword belongs to me, this is what you owe me! If you want to retrieve the Zifeng Sword, I will wait for you in the Sunu Pavilion..."

After that, the purple peak in his hand returned to the sheath, blinded Ding Xiaoyao, turned around and left with a light skill as cold as frost.

"I'm sorry..."

With his hands behind his back, his eyes stared at the cold frost and went away, and after a long time, Ding Xiaoyao sighed guiltily.

Then, his figure flashed, and he shifted in an instant, and Ding Xiaoyao also left the small lake.

Late at night, on the Yin Wind Cliff of the Holy Sect.

"Brother Ding, I don't know what happened when I came late at night?"

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyao came to the Holy Sect late at night, Mo Wentian was dressed in a black robe, his long eyebrows trembled, and he asked suspiciously.

Since the battle of Qianxun Peak, although he was defeated in the hands of Ding Xiaoyao, it was also because of the death of his sister Mo Suxin, who hated Ding Xiaoyao, but with the passage of time, Ding Xiaoyao and Mo Wentian actually cherished each other and became friends.

"Brother Mo, I came here today for two things..."

With his hands behind his back and a smile indifferently, Ding Xiaoyao replied solemnly.

"Two things, Brother Ding, please tell me!"

Hearing this, he frowned, and Mo Wentian let out a hearty sigh.

"First of all, the Holy Sect disciples are all over the world, and I need Brother Mo to deliver a message to the rivers and lakes for me..."

Caressing the white hair on his temples, Ding Xiaoyao said solemnly.

"Brother Ding, what's the news?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian looked at Ding Xiaoyao suspiciously.

"Well... The new pavilion master of the Su Nu Pavilion is as cold as frost, and his skills are unfathomable, and the love sword Ding Xiaoyao broke into the Su Nu Pavilion and returned with serious injuries..."With an indifferent smile, Ding Xiaoyao suddenly read slowly.

"What! Brother Ding, you were defeated in the hands of Cold Frost, is her skill really so high?"

Hearing this, he was taken aback, Mo Wentian stared at the tiger and asked in disbelief.

I was shocked in my heart, this Su Nu Pavilion was really not simple! Brother Ding was not even his opponent!

Hearing Mo Wentian's inquiry, Ding Xiaoyao nodded and said nothing with a smile.

After a while, Ding Xiaoyao continued with a solemn face: "The second thing is related to the soul snatching and scattering people, I fought with him a few days ago, this person is not weak, and he is also good at poisoning, I lost in his hands... Now I need Brother Mo to help me, and we will work together to destroy him!"

"Brother Ding, with the skill of snatching souls and scattering people, I am afraid that you will be better than me, and your skill is even higher than him, if we join forces, he will definitely be defeated!"

Nodding, two long eyebrows trembled, Mo Wentian said confidently.

"Hehe, Brother Mo, a few days ago, I broke into the Su Nu Pavilion and returned with serious injuries, and now my strength is less than seventy percent, I'm afraid that I am only between the two of them and the Soul Snatcher..."

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he lied.

"That's not good... What should we do? With the current strength of the two of us, even if we join forces, I am afraid that we will only have a slight upper hand, and if we use the Soul Snatcher and scatter people to use poison skills, we may not be able to destroy them..."

Nodding heavily, Mo Wentian echoed with a solemn expression.

"In my opinion, this matter is related to both good and evil, and we can unite with Shangguan Liuyun to deal with the Soul Snatcher and Scatter people together!"

Seeing that Brother Mo was reasonable, after pondering for a long time, Ding Xiaoyao suddenly proposed.

"Brother Ding, what you said is right, it is a matter of martial arts safety, how can my Holy Sect contribute alone! If we add Guan Liuyun, the three of us will work together, and we will be defeated if we take away the soul and scatter people! Tomorrow, I will fly a pigeon to pass the book to Liuyun Villa, and I hope that Brother Ding will stay here for a few days and wait for Shangguan Liuyun's reply together..."

Hearing this, he nodded, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and then he clasped his hands into fists and invited sincerely.

"Okay, then I'll disturb Brother Mo for a few days, and after Shangguan Liuyun replies, I'll leave..."

Hearing what Mo Wentian said, caressing the white hair on his temples, Ding Xiaoyao smiled indifferently.

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