long night walk

Chapter 235 The North of Painting... Ke Xuan Shui Jun

Bailian was speechless again. He had never seen anyone who lost, and even the important sword edge like Jianxin Mingming and Jianhun was stolen, and he could still smile so brightly and happily.

Listening to sister Wen, in this world, Jianxin Tongming is a natural swordsman, an innate talent.

In the whole world, only three people can have it.

You can see its preciousness.

As for the sword soul, it is a special spiritual power of the sword cultivator, which uses spiritual thoughts to raise the sword into the soul.

It takes a lot of energy and hard work to temper one's own sword into life.

As a result, the sword will give birth to the life spirit under a certain timing, which is unimaginably helpful to the improvement of the cultivation realm and even the strength.

Looking at the whole world, the only person who can truly cultivate the sword soul is Tianxi Sword Sect.

As for the Tianxi disciples who can really contact with this level, except for the Tianxi Thirteen Swords, none of the lower disciples are qualified.

Whether it is a clear heart of the sword or the soul of the sword, they are all extraordinary things, and they cannot even be exchanged for things.

The loss of the two not only did not bring any regrets to Yun Rong, but the face was full of free and easy and casual.

It's not fake, it's real randomness.

There is a dashing mind in sorrow, and the world is bright in the dark.

This is a height that thousands of people will never reach in their lifetime.

Bailian looked at Yun Rong, and for the first time faced the righteous path in this world.

Fang Geyu raised his forehead: "Can you be any more embarrassed? You can't even beat the demons you raised."

Yun Rong smiled slightly, the long sword humming and trembling under the seal.

Different from her calmness and calmness, there was an indescribable throbbing in that sword cry.

She smiled and said: "Isn't this a very good thing? No one in the world can understand my swordsmanship and swordsmanship better than my inner demon. Doesn't this mean that God has given me a unique name? Jia's sword grinding stone, if she can defeat her, this is not a disguised proof of my strength."

Fang Geyu is not a sword cultivator, so he doesn't understand her excitement and joy, but only thinks that she has a bag in her head.

"It turns out that the inner demon can still be used like this, Miss Yunrong, you are so amazing." Bai Li'an really admired this woman, and little stars flickered in his eyes.

very nice.

If people in the right path are as pure as Miss Yunrong, that would be great.

Yun Rong has been looked up at by too many people with reverence and admiration in her life. She has long been accustomed to the same eyes, and she is even a little tired of it.

It's just that at this moment, the young man's serious praise can see the little stars in his clean eyes, but it makes her feel a little embarrassed.

How does it feel that she is now like an aged and unruly grandmother, bragging about her glorious deeds to her little grandson.

Then I'll get an innocent and innocent little grandson...'Wow, grandma is amazing, even if grandma loses a fight, she'll be better no matter what. ' Such a small look...

Inexplicably feel a little bit ashamed what is going on.

Yun Rong's fingers curled up awkwardly.

However, with the existence of this sword seal, it saves her from searching for it deliberately. If she wants to come, the demon woman will also come to her door.

"If you see my inner demon next time, remember to stay away, I heard that she is very restless recently, and has a personal relationship with the demon's killing prison.

Although the inner demon is dangerous, it is not enough to kill people when they see them. "

When mentioning the name of luck, Rao is Yunrong, and he can't help showing a bit of a headache.

Of course, the real headache for her is that her inner demons can think, and her IQ is definitely not low, and even in order to strengthen herself, she does not hesitate to cooperate with demons.

From this point of view, she does not deny that she has created a cancer herself.

This matter, after all, still needs her to solve it herself.

Even Fang Geyu couldn't help but turn pale because of the name.

The murderer, the murderer at night, the inhumane devil.

There are too many names for Xingwu, so many people on this continent, just hearing this name can't help but tremble.

But no one knows, at this moment, in Baili'an's arms, there is a silver snake ring that symbolizes killing prison.

He frowned calmly, changed the subject, and said, "Miss Yunrong wants to talk to me, can we start?"

The headache on Yun Rong's face was swept away, and she didn't mind sitting in this noodle stall at the moment, she took out a booklet from her bosom and handed it to Bai Li'an: "Let's take a look first. this."

Bailian thought it was a book similar to "Ling Xu Sword Art", but when he took it over, he saw a pink book with a color drawing of a man and a woman.

The man is suave.

Female beauty.

Fang Geyu: "???"

Bailian held the small book, blinked his eyes, and was about to turn the first page with a serious look on his face, Fang Geyu responded with a loud voice: "No way!"

A small hand slammed heavily on the cover of the small book, the eldest young lady's handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot, she watched Yun Rong grind her teeth, and said, "Yun Rong, you are disrespectful to the old man!"

Yun Rong showed a surprised look: "Is it disrespectful to the old?"

"Isn't it? What mess of books are you?"

Yun Rong touched his face: "Am I very old?"

Fang Geyu collapsed: "Is this the point?!"

She snatched the small book from Baili'an's palm, and pointed at the small letters on the booklet: "Look at what this is, Xuanshuijun! This is a dirty book written by Xuanshuijun! You are dignified. The fourth sword of Tianxi, to show such an unsightly book to a junior through the discussion of swords!"

Saying that, he threw the small book on the table as if it was dirty, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands hard, as if he had just touched a stinky baba.

At the end, he did not forget to take out a clean new handkerchief and wiped the fingers of Bailian.

Yun Rong picked up the small yellow book in distress, patted off the food residue contaminated on the cover, and said with a puzzled face, "This is the book of sages, how can it be vulgar."

Fang Ge's face turned pale and looked at her like a rogue: "Do you care that Xuan Shuijun's book is called the Book of Sages?"

Yun Rong asked curiously, "Who is Lord Xuanshui? Do you know him? If you know him, can you recommend something? There are many subtle details in the book that are too subtle, and it is difficult for me to read them in depth for the time being. I would like to ask him face-to-face for advice."

Fang Geyu's whole body is messed up
Subtle details, too subtle?

How carefully you read!
Still want to read in depth, and want to ask for face-to-face teaching?
This woman is so scary!
Bailian was also confused by her big reaction. Judging from the cover alone, there is nothing wrong with the man and the woman. The nomination for reading books is also a literary and elegant style like "Feng Ya Ji".

Where is it unsightly.

So he couldn't help but asked very curiously: "Yes, what kind of character is this Xuanshuijun, why can't he read the books he wrote?"

By the way... isn't it about kendo?
Fang Geyu just felt that the name was really hard to say, and after a moment of deliberation, he said with a dark face: "Xuan Shui Jun is a famous painting master in the world, but most of his paintings are... all of them. …”

After a long time, she gritted her teeth: "It's all erotic pictures!"

(End of this chapter)