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Chapter 743 Fairy Demon (53)

If you want to run, you don't have to.

Tangxi didn't know what her master was thinking, she stood behind Xing Luochen and tightly grabbed his sleeve.

He had no choice but to stand sideways.

From her angle, she could just see his perfect profile.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and extraordinary, thin lips slightly pursed, revealing a sense of alienation that strangers should not get close to, dressed in white, making him look like an exiled immortal.

He's really getting better and better.

Every plane should look a little bit better.

According to Sansheng, he was once the most beautiful man in the three worlds and thousands of small worlds.

I really don't know, how good-looking it is, every time she feels that he is good-looking enough, it will be refreshed again next time.

I really want to see what he looks like in person.

Tangxi secretly smiled, approached little by little, and hugged Xing Luochen's arm tightly.

Star Fallen Dust: ...

He looked at her helplessly: "Release."

"No." Tangxi shook her head hurriedly, her big eyes were full of tears, and she hugged his arm tightly: "Master, this disciple is still afraid."

The voice was delicate, like a sickly beauty, with tremolo.

Xing Luochen didn't know that someone's acting skills were so realistic.

He choked.

Just look away, don't care, let her do it.

But he missed Tangxi's proud expression.

In this way, the two quickly returned to the sect, and went straight to Luoxing Peak. As soon as they landed, Tangxi quickly withdrew her hand with a serious expression on her face.

Star Fallen Dust: ...

He was about to say something to let her go, but his throat was blocked, and he couldn't move up or down.

There is a feeling of being aggrieved by punching cotton.

He couldn't help but glanced at Tangxi, and frowned again.

The apprentice shouldn't have done it on purpose, right?

"You go back to practice first, and tomorrow I will check your cultivation results for the teacher."

"Yeah." Tangxi was very talkative today, raised his hand, scratched like a lucky cat, and smiled: "Then master, see you tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned around and left bouncing away.

Xing Luochen looked at her back, but couldn't help being in a daze.

The smile she had just now appeared in front of her eyes.

Subconsciously, he compared it with the smile in his dream that day.

It's so similar, it feels almost exactly the same.

What is the connection between them.

He frowned slightly, turned and left.

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Day two.

Tangxi got up early and practiced swordsmanship diligently on the peak.

Xing Luochen is late in the future.

After a set of exercises, Tangxi paused and looked at the mountain road, but there was still no sign of Xing Luochen.

what happened?

According to the usual habit, the master should come at this time.

Why haven't you come today?
Couldn't something stop his footsteps?
Tangxi immediately thought of Ling Xian'er, and bit her lips involuntarily.

Her mind was disturbed, and she couldn't continue practicing the sword.

He raised his hand and threw the flying sword away, and it returned to the scabbard by itself.

Just as he unsteadily pulled himself out of the stone including the scabbard, and turned around, he found that its unreliable owner had disappeared.

Flying Sword: ...

It's so hard!

Is this the first time it has been left behind by the master?

Feijian nodded like a man, and made a sound like a sigh.

Then leisurely followed the contract between one person and one sword to catch up.

On the other side, Tangxi had already arrived outside her practice room.

Spirit servants are coming out of it.

Tangxi hurriedly asked: "Are there any guests from Luoxing Peak today?"

The elf servant was a little slow to react, tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "Yes."

Tangxi's heart tightened.

Just know there are guests!

Apart from Ling Xian'er, she couldn't think of anyone else.

Would like to ask a few more questions, but look at the big innocent eyes and slow movements of the spirit servant.

Tangxi: ...

Forget it, she'd better go down and see by herself.

"People are welcoming guests to the hall halfway up the mountain?"

"Yeah." The ghost servant nodded.

Tangxi turned into a stream of light and swept towards the hall halfway up the mountain.

Flying Sword who just caught up: ...

I'm really having a hard time!

As a flying sword, why does it still chase after its master?
Sneak yourself... Can you do this without any intelligence?

Tangxi arrived at the main hall.

As soon as he stepped up the steps, he saw a woman sitting in the hall.

Wearing a red dress, she was as delicate and charming as fire. She was drinking tea, but she couldn't see her face, only her hand was pretty close, slender and fair, with fingers like green onions.

Like a waterfall of blue silk spread behind her, it complements the fiery red dress.

so gorgeous.

Tangxi paused before continuing to walk inside.

Her footsteps are very light, as light as stepping on clouds.

However, as cultivators, what they see is not the eyes and ears, but the consciousness.

As soon as she approached, Ling Xian'er keenly noticed that the movement of drinking tea paused, and her eyes sparkled.

"Xing..." The moment she saw the person coming, she paused, the light in her eyes dimmed instantly, and her smile disappeared instantly.

Ling Xian'er put the teacup aside, stood up slowly, and looked at Tangxi with deep doubts: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Who are you and why are you here?" Tangxi asked back with a smile.

His gaze swept over her delicate and glamorous face, and then he looked back.

After three days of farewell, she was no longer that nympho Tangxi.

She must have a correct attitude towards her rival in love!

A raging fighting spirit was ignited in Tangxi's heart.

Ling Xian'er frowned at her question, her eyes were cold.

"Are you a disciple of Shengxianmen? This girl is the young master of Lingxianmen. I came to ask Luochen Xingjun, and I would like to help pass the message."

Even as a client, her attitude is arrogant.

Tangxi stroked her chin.

The description of Ling Xian'er in the script came to mind.

Full of arrogance, but not arrogant, bright and generous, burning like fire.Because she has been favored since she was a child and has a smooth journey, she is a bit domineering and paranoid, but not to the point of being annoying.

Her personality traits are completely in line with the identity of a heavenly girl.

This is Ling Xian'er, the second female lead in "Fairy and Demon".

But now she is no longer filming a TV series. As Sang Mo, she is face to face with the second female lead.

No, in fact, in reality, she is not the number two female at all.

Because she would not allow such a person to exist between her and him.

The second female number only exists in film and television dramas, not for her.

Thinking of this, Tangxi smiled, but the smile in his eyes was noisy and domineering.

"Sorry, Mr. Xing has something important to do, and I don't have time to see you, please go back." Tangxi issued the order to evict the guest without any politeness.

Ling Xian'er's face instantly became extremely ugly.

"You don't seem to have asked Mr. Xing yet." She suppressed her anger.

"Yes." Tangxi blinked and blinked: "I don't need to ask, because I can completely replace Xingjun to make decisions."

As the future owner of Luoxing Peak, she has a lot of power in her hands.

Of course it doesn't include making decisions for Xing Luochen.

But her other identity can.

(End of this chapter)