The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 206

The patriarch sent Yue Kunlun away, humming a ditty, leisurely.He didn't know that the script he wrote was adapted by Yue Kunlun casually to fool his apprentice.

In order for Zhangjiao Yu to get the "personal object" of true love, the bear boy Xia Qi sits in the sword hut, thinking hard, and working hard to develop a battle plan.

Before she could figure out what to do, the cute and stupid fox jumped over to hook up with Xiao Yu'er.

"Sister Xia, Ari misses you!" The cute and silly fox seems to like wearing a scarf very much, and when he usually stays by Lu Ziyou's side, he dutifully wears a "scarf".When Xia Qi came here, he was still very obsessed with this position.

When Ahri turned into a "scarf", it was light and soft, barely felt the weight, and it was still very warm, so Xia Qi let it go.

Speaking of which, Firefox is a habitual offender, and was once misunderstood as a flower picker offering rewards for some unreliable behaviors. He is an expert, and Xia Qi thinks it is very important to consult "experts" for advice.

"Ah Li, if I want to steal someone's bellyband, what should I do?" Xia Qi himself is a bit of a naughty brat, but he really has never done such a dirty thing before. Hot, a little shy.

Speaking of which, if he met an underwear thief in his previous life, Xia Xiaoyu'er felt that he would definitely break the opponent's leg if he was able, and then pack it up and send it to the police uncle for free.

You can't kill this pervert!

Cough cough, but if you change the angle now, Xia Qi covered his face with one hand, silently lit a piece of wax for himself, and waited to be killed as a pervert!
Let me talk a little bit about Simei, a good boy who was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. Why did he agree so obsessively at the beginning?

Thinking of this, Xia Qi felt ashamed to die, it was so embarrassing!
Well, let's do this as a task, so it won't be so embarrassing.While Xia Qi was doing psychological construction for herself, she tried her best not to cry.

Facially paralyzed sister, are you telling Ahri something?Could it be that the facial paralyzed sister knew about the recent visit to observe the beauty out of the bath?To kill me!
The stupid fox was self-righteous, and felt that Xia Qi's real purpose had been seen through by his wise and mighty self, so he immediately shook his head and swayed cutely: "Sister Xia, how did Ari know? Ari is a good boy, and he never steals other people's underwear or anything like that?"

Damn, believe you... It's no wonder!
"Don't be kidding! Please be serious!" Xia Qi said coldly with a flick of a chestnut.In other words, the fox's head has a nice touch when it bounces.

In the past, everything Yue Kunlun did had meaning.

As early as when I entered the sect, the three entrance barriers for apprenticeship were to test the disciple's ability of alternative thinking, calculation ability, and perseverance, which is the most indispensable for swordsmanship.

According to Yue Kunlun himself, this is a necessary condition for becoming a successful swordsman, and the rest depends on luck and chance.

The purpose of catching sparrows is to practice swordsmanship, eyesight and control.

For example, "Yue Fengshou said that he sees some boys as ugly and not pleasing to the eye." My master personally ordered the list of kicking halls, in order to hone himself.

This time, Xia Qi also believed that Yue Kunlun must have other deep meanings in doing so, and he would benefit greatly from it, well, although he couldn't accept it with face and heart.

As for the true love story between Master Muhua and Zhangjiao Yu that must be told, let’s cover up our embarrassment with “huh huh” and think that it’s just a pastime after dinner.

Seriously, you lose!
Well, if you don’t take it seriously, if you don’t do it, you will be miserable!

Ari pondered for a long time, then asked timidly: "I'm going to tell you, sister Xia, don't you hit people?"

"You don't say anything before hitting!" Xia Qi raised his fist, as if to hit.

(End of this chapter)