The years of being Long Aotian's fiancee

Chapter 48

The Zixiao Academy with many mountains and mountains seems to be surrounded by a circle of ghosts in the dark night. The fairy mountains in the daytime are similar to the mountains full of demonic energy in the devil world at this moment, even though the power of the tribulation period came earlier They didn't dispel the cold atmosphere, and the academy disciples on guard at night patrolled with swords, and attributed the viscous coldness to the drop in temperature in early winter.

On the top of a certain huge mountain stood a tall and strong monk. The aura around him seemed to be eroded by the Yin Qi in the mountain, and there was a similar coolness. If someone stood beside him, he could almost see him. The black air coming out of my body,

It's a pity that no one can enter this kind of mountain at will, and the disciples of each department will check it themselves.

The monk stared at the black mist cruising in the sky, and reported in a flat tone: "There have been no major events in recent months, but there have been many things that the master is interested in tonight."

The black mist seemed to be getting thicker, and the monk laughed lightly: "Haven't you noticed? Tonight, the sun and the moon are hanging upside down, and Immortal Zixiao was born just to accept a little apprentice. It's just calculated by the old guy using the divine expansion technique." , it’s not the arrival of a real person, he probably doesn’t know where he’s going to be locked up.”

The black mist rolled like a cloud, and he communicated with the monk in front of him in a way that others couldn't understand. The man continued: "I look ordinary, but the talent is a little better, and the 25th rotation period, with the master's son There is no comparison, it is said that he knows some alchemy techniques, and wants to run for the alchemy master."

The fog rolled a little more intensely, and the monk waved impatiently when he saw it: "I know, I will keep my eyes on him, do you need to say it?"

"Stop coming here these days, Xiao Huang seems to be vigilant, I will find you when there is something important."

After speaking, the black mist seemed to roll around uncomfortably, and dissipated under the cold moonlight. Most people in the academy obviously knew nothing about this secret darkness, and slept soundly in the dark and sweet dreams

Brother Zixiao, who had finished his meeting, stood on the peak overlooking the night view of Wannian Dazong, and the fierce mountain wind blew his purple robe rattling.

The temperature in the mountains drops even lower at night, and the heavy snow falls gently and quietly in the second half of the night. The whole main peak is immersed in the snow,

In the early morning, Xia Ying and Gan Gan Ling slept extremely deeply in the warm quilt. He was drowsy in the warm quilt, shrinking like a silkworm baby, with only a small hole exposed for him to breathe.

Half-dream and half-awake, the little beauty got up as if in a daze, and lay on the side of the small window in the bed with her ass pouted, her eyes still closed,

The cold spirit at the end of the bed murmured: "Yingying, you didn't sleep in the morning...why..." Then he kicked his legs in displeasure.

The little beauty didn't know who he was answering, so he replied vaguely: "Well... I heard a voice... Brother Zheng's voice... outside." As he spoke, he fumbled for the switch and opened the window in a daze. The air instantly blew towards his face!

The sleepy-eyed little beauty was woken up quite a bit, but he relied on the heat he brought out of the bed to endure the winter chill. Like a cat poking his head out to look into the yard, the system complained softly in the quilt: "It's so cold, it's so cold, Yingying, why are you so nervous?"

And Xia Ying, who was slightly awake, had already ignored Little Pig's words. He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the tall figure flying around in the courtyard holding a black sword,

A burst of sword energy shook the snow that had accumulated in the yard in the middle of the night into snow water, and Shi Duan and he were like the only black people in this silver-clad world.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the man didn't practice the sword with spiritual power, but practiced the basic skills like he once asked his younger brother to practice with an iron sword. There is the innovation of the genius in front of him.

In the hands of the good master, the heavy killing saw the power of the god-level weapon for the first time, and the afterimages across the courtyard brought out tiny ripples

The snow was rustling on the ground, and the man in the courtyard who looked like an ink painting was concentrating on practicing his sword. There was a little beauty by the window who was concentrating on looking at him, even the tip of her nose was red from the cold.

"My God, Father Han is in such a good shape." Gan Ganling's voice rang in his ears abruptly, and Xia Ying, who was in a daze, was suddenly awakened, looking at the little piggy who appeared beside him at an unknown time, he stammered, "Uh , yes, yes, really."

That thin, tall and long-legged figure perfectly interprets the demeanor of the Shura Demon Emperor who fascinated countless female cultivators in the six worlds. Don't talk about girls, he's just a man... His heart skipped a beat with that sword edge. One jump.

"Swipe!" The epee stopped suddenly, and the man's faint voice came from the yard, "Since you are up, come to the yard to practice."

The spiritual power of the main peak in the early morning is unimaginable for ordinary practitioners. It is an excellent time for cultivation. It is worthy of the sect space at the spiritual level.

When the little beauty heard about it, she immediately dragged Piggy out of the bed, and the system was caught in the air cursing: "If you want to go, go, I won't go, why drag me! I want to sleep!!"

Xia Ying didn't give Gan Gan Ling a chance to be lazy at all. He took the system and rushed into the ear room to wash up, and then ran into the snow with the red sandalwood in his hand.

"Brother Zheng!!" A clear and enthusiastic shout came from afar, and the little beauty ran out like a fat sparrow, chirping, and her green jacket made him look like a bud in the snow.

Xia Ying didn't need to go out to meet people, so he tied his hair lazily and casually. His jet-black black hair hung down his back, swaying slightly with his running body,

The little beauty complained coquettishly: "Brother, it's so cold to wake up in the morning~ It's not convenient to take a hot bath after waking up after sleeping last night." The sword flashed white light quietly, as if echoing the trembling killing in Han Zheng's hand,

But the world was completely white, and the careless Yingying didn't notice it at all.

Han Zheng glanced at the natal sword unkindly, and replied: "It will be fine when we move to the mountain of the Dan family. It is a flaming mountain with many hot springs." His tone was as flat as if he had planned to go on vacation.

Hearing the hot spring, Xia Ying cheered happily: "Soak in the hot springs!!" Sure enough, he still had a good life with the male lead, and he asked excitedly, "Brother Zheng~ Are you sure about the election of the alchemy department? "

"To break through the golden core stage." The man said while ordering: "Practice the sword skills I taught you a few days ago."

Finally it was the pampered little beauty's turn to be spot-checked by the "Master". Xia Ying never thought that she would laugh at Fu Jian's cowardly look when he was kicked back by Brother Zheng when she was in Xia's house, but she never thought that it was her own death.

Yingying held up the red sandalwood with a guilty conscience, and danced with the moves in his memory. Although he usually looks stupid, he is actually the thigh of the computer department in college. There are countless people who come to him every year before the exam. So Otaku has a pretty good memory,

In addition to not being very proficient at dancing swords at the beginning, Yingying practiced the deep memory naturally.

But the little beauty has a simple mind and no murderous intent at all. The aura exuded by the red sandalwood is like the spiritual energy naturally generated in the mountains, and it is not intimidating.Xia Yingwu's sword didn't look like a sword, but a white sleeve.

Killing Duan kept "buzzing" in his hand, and Han Zheng, who had always had a rare expression, showed a speechless expression. When he looked up, he found that the little beauty was getting closer and closer. Originally, the hero thought it was Xia Ying. Unable to restrain the strength of the lower limbs, the sword moves were deformed, but unexpectedly, the little beauty suddenly cried out in panic:

"Brother Zheng! Brother Zheng!! Too bad I can't hold the red sandalwood!!!" Before she finished speaking, Yingying was led into Han Zheng's arms uncontrollably!

The man didn't even think about dodging, his strong arms relieved the force of the little beauty's rushing, and grabbed Xia Ying's shoulders to fix him, then the two turned their heads to look around in unison, and found that the killing was thick and heavy. The blade of the sword and the thin red sandalwood blade are sticking together, slowly rubbing against each other, the speed and frequency are very imaginative...

Gan Ganling screamed directly in Yingying's mind: "Ahhhhh I'm blind!! These two shameless things are so hungry. Thirsty! In broad daylight ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The single pig said that his heart was hit violently, and he wanted to poke his eyes on the spot.

Yingying looked at the snow-white and cold sword in her hand with a yellow face, somehow lost her grip, and rubbed against that bastard Shiduan,

The point is... Brother Zheng watched with him behind his back! !

The atmosphere suddenly became weird, Yingying felt that he was in the ice and snow but his head was smoking. He was sticking to the hero's warm chest, but now he quietly straightened his back, not daring to stick it so ambiguously.

Woohoo, but brother Zheng has just exercised, and the heat in his arms doesn't know how warm it is.

I don't know if I was shocked by the two shameless manipulations of the natal sword. The man behind him didn't react for a long time. There was a light "clang" sound from time to time, and Yingying, whose mind was filled with yellow waste, instantly thought of the sound that happened when the little couple popped their mouths apart!

The worst thing is that Xia Ying felt that her red sandalwood was reluctant to part with it, sticking it to the black sword like a magnet,

Good guy, it turned out to be a concubine's love! !

It's over, brother Zheng won't be angry because of these two unlucky things! !

Xia Ying, who was worried in her heart, glanced back secretly. The man was obviously very calm. With a flick of his wrist, he locked the black unlucky thing in confinement, and then quickly took out the "soul-cutting" that rarely appeared, which is lighter than killing the dead Shorter, but still a big guy compared to the red sandalwood.

The "emotion" of the soul cutting is very stable, it is like a stone in his hand, and the "Dream Love Sword" looking at the spirit swords around him is also motionless.

Yingying pretended to be surprised and shouted: "Brother Zheng, you still have a sword!" As the number one fan of the book, he certainly knew the origin of the soul-cutting. It was only released when facing great danger to unleash its full strength. Brother Zheng used two swords in the death fight with that god transformation stage.

Han Zheng looked at the little beauty who was staring intently at the soul-shattering girl, and explained lightly: "The secondary sword is not used often, so let Shi Duan shut it down for a while."

Xia Ying nodded: "Okay, I'll make Hong Tan face the wall and think about the past, how can he do such a thing in public? It's really lack of swordsmanship, we should educate him well."

Seeing the little beauty put away the red sandalwood in a serious manner, Han Zheng was amused, and said in a low voice: "They fit well, and it's inevitable that they like to stick together. Just pay attention to training and not doing this in battle."

The little beauty stared at the man and nodded trustingly,

Then, Han Zheng said again: "These days I'm going to hit the Golden Core Stage, and I'll be in seclusion for a month. If you're bored, go to other peaks to have fun. No one should stop you."

"What?!" Yingying, who hadn't been separated since meeting the male lead, turned pale with shock.