i have a sword fairy

Chapter 373 You Are My True Destiny

If you ask, what words can be said from the mouth of a stunning girl that can make the whole audience fall silent.

Then "You are like the girl of my dreams" can definitely be ranked in the top few.

It is clear that he is secretly determined to select a man based on his poetic talent... Gu Yiwu suddenly became depressed, and finally recognized the essence of the real world.

A certain little girl with a teapot was still calm one second, and the next second, the calm water in the teapot in her hand swayed, and her little face became alert... Well, Brother Rong, I have always been very relieved , let him be outside, as long as other women don't take the initiative to contact him, they will hardly find him good, but now...

There is actually a third woman who regards him as the lover of his dreams!
Zhao Qian'er's peachy eyes gradually narrowed, looking at the 'divine furnace cauldron' that she thought she could adjust and control at will before, and began to re-evaluate.

At the same time, her little head couldn't help thinking wildly... Well, did she also do strange things to the lover of her dream... Well, Brother Rong Er in her dream?Well, she must have taken the initiative shamelessly, unlike in the dreams of me and Miss, it was Brother Rong who always took the initiative to bully them...

When the little girl was thinking about it, not far away, the tea-scented flying sword three feet above the head of Mr. Shenxu was dangling, as if it was about to fall.

The latter was so frightened that he cried and howled and begged for mercy.

But at the moment in the hall, no one paid attention to him, and everyone couldn't help but stare at someone's face carefully.

At the table, Luo Xiu was obedient and quiet, and continued to serve food for the dream lover who seemed to be thinking about it day and night.

Zhao Rong blinked his eyes twice...how is this so embarrassing?
Facing countless gazes, he smiled shyly at everyone, then nodded calmly and gently.

"Girl, I understand your feelings, but...don't dream about evil."

Zhao Rong sighed, this Fairy Luo is good at everything, but her words are too honest and straightforward, and she dares to speak the truth.

He didn't dare to ask about the details of Luo Xiu's dream, what a pity.

Zhao Rong said that he looked in the mirror when he went out in the morning, and the conclusion he drew was pertinent. Qian'er laughed at him for being stinky, and a little girl who knows a shit like a jade gentleman is like a spring breeze...

At this time, the stunning girl in front of Zhao Rong lowered her eyes and whispered softly, "My lord, do you even care about Xiu'er's dreams? It's really domineering."

As she spoke, she took another mouthful of food, followed it with soft hands, and put it to his mouth with a smile.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and finally raised his hand, took the chopsticks by himself, and ate the dish.

Luo Xiu smiled softly, took advantage of the situation and bent his jade legs, and sat on Zhao Rong's right thigh, which was leaning against the dining table, so that he could serve him conveniently.

She picked up the porcelain bowl, snatched away Zhao Qian'er's work, and continued to serve Zhao Rong with food in a meek and clever manner.

Zhao Rong, who had already eaten a bite of 'Fairy Little Mimei', looked a little hesitant, and now he just kicked his legs to drive her away, which seemed to hurt the beauty's self-esteem, and it was a bit too much, everyone posted it with such a low profile.

Sure enough, for the soft-spoken clinginess of the stunning beauty, if there is an exception once, there will be a second time, and the level will be broken again and again, getting deeper and deeper, more and more forceful...

The most difficult to accept the grace of beauty.

Zhao Rong is experiencing strange troubles.

Then the face of a certain little girl gradually became serious.

Well, she may not know it herself, because things are developing in the direction she and Brother Ronger agreed to, maybe the little girl just feels that the hall is very noisy, and it's not because of some stinky girl who slipped into other women's dreams Trotters.

There was a brief silence in the hall, of course it was amidst howling wolves.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly tilted her head, and warmly suggested: "Stop barking."

Young Master Shenxu, who was howling hard, stood upright, and the calm eyes of this handsome girl in the distance told him with a certain feeling that she would really drop the sword.

Young Master Shenxu immediately gritted his teeth and shut up, covering it with his hands.

He suppressed his voice tightly, only a little sobbing and sobbing leaked from the gap between his teeth and lips.

Zhao Qian'er listened attentively and nodded in satisfaction.

Just when Mr. Shenxu, who was covering his mouth, was half relieved, in an instant, the flying sword suspended above Mr. Shenxu's head fell down.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the human head below.

puff--

"what!!!"

Young Master Shenxu displayed his talent for shouting monosyllabic words again. This exclamation was full of sound, mixed with reluctance and despair. However, the sound stopped abruptly in the next second.

In everyone's field of vision, the place where the transparent tea-scented flying sword touched the head of Mr. Shenxu turned back into a puddle of cold tea, which drenched him like a drowned chicken.

It was a false alarm.

Zhao Qian'er turned around and returned.

Young Master Shenxu suddenly touched his intact head, panting heavily, seeing that someone had passed him off as a fart, he scrambled and ran back to the back of his followers, hiding behind a tall and burly follow behind.

Young Master Shenxu took three deep breaths, his blue lips trembling, as if knocking out a few syllables with his teeth.

"Ah Hui, Ah Hui... Call someone... Call someone! Call someone!"

Shaking people, right?

Can't afford to play?

Zhao Rong smiled and turned his head to look.

Zhao Qian'er also stopped, put the teapot on the table next to her, and turned around.

"stop!"

At this moment, a clear and clear female voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

reverberate.

Zhao Rong and others have never heard this sound.

However, the young master Shenxu who was pulling the tall entourage and sternly "calling people" suddenly showed ecstasy, and the entourage and guards around him who were originally embarrassed also suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

There was some commotion among the crowd, and everyone looked somewhere.

This strange female voice did not belong to anyone in the lobby on the first floor, but... came from a certain box on the third floor.

Where is it sacred?

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.

Zhao Rong chuckled, looking at the boxes on the third floor.

From their observation decks, you can see the whole hall on the first floor from the inside, but people outside see it as a piece of gray, similar to some kind of glass in Zhao Rong's previous life.

In the extremely quiet hall, there were two footsteps that seemed to be going downstairs, which were very clear, from low to high, getting closer.

Obviously, it was from the person who just spoke.

Zhao Rong's expression suddenly changed. He has an amazing memory, and he has a deep impression of other people's footsteps and rhythms, and these two footsteps at this moment... are a bit familiar.

At this moment, a certain man with kidney deficiency who seemed to want to carry the villain to the end let out a maniacal laugh.

"Hahahaha... You are finished, you are finished, you dare to provoke our Ziwei Pavilion, you are looking for death! How amazing is it to have a flying sword? Senior Sister Su will arrest you all later and throw them into Xingzi Lake to feed the fish!"

Sister Su?Ziwei Pavilion?
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and eyelids, turned his head and looked at Zhao Qian'er, but in the next second, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs disappeared instantly.

The figures of two women appeared at the stairs.

The young woman at the head was wearing a black pleated skirt with fluttering belts.

She has a cold and beautiful appearance, her skin is white and greasy like milk, and her long black hair is flowing.

Very energetic.

The woman following behind, dressed in red, was the maid in red who had followed Su Qingdai before.

The footsteps of the pair of master and servant paused at the head of the stairs, as if they scanned the silent hall.

Facing all the gazes, Su Qingdai raised her chin lightly, turned forward, and spoke coldly again.

"Stop me."

The voice was cold and clear, and it was the person who just spoke.

After seeing clearly the appearance of the tall and cold woman's clothes, there was an uncontrollable murmur of voices among the crowd.

"It's Su Qingdai from Ziwei Pavilion! Why is she here?"

Someone couldn't help being surprised.

"Didn't I hear that something happened to the Su family recently? It seems to be related to the martial artist to the west..."

"Hey, it turned out to be this Lord. This is not a good-tempered fairy. She is notoriously arrogant and not talkative on the mountain. I heard that Fairy Su hates men and has no good looks towards men..."

"She's coming out now... The son of the owner of the Ziwei Pavilion has been treated like this. I probably can't stand it anymore... Haha, it looks like there will be a lot of fun tonight."

Everyone has different complexions.

Hearing these words, Gu Yiwu frowned thickly. Is this Su Qingdai?Just talking about this woman with Ziyu, she appeared.

He felt that it was a little troublesome, that young man who was imaginary, he just cleaned it up, as long as Ziwei Pavilion knew their identities, it would probably be nothing, offending the academy for a trash, it wouldn't be so stupid.

However, now I happened to run into Fairy Su from Ziwei Pavilion, she looked like a cold and proud woman, she was afraid of strong temper, she didn't weigh it, and directly clashed.

This kind of thing can easily happen in the "small place" under the mountain outside Duyou City, some fairies and arrogances who are sought after by sects and monks and boasted that they have gone to the sky.

To put it bluntly, it is to be willing to fold rather than surrender, but to put it bluntly, it is arrogant and brainless.

If the group of them had a big conflict with this Fairy Su, it would be considered that she had been dealt with... In the end, it would be more troublesome than Mr. Shenxu, after all, it would destroy the sky that was regarded as hope in the sect and had great potential. Young girl, this kind of 'genius' cultivating spirit is very important, and it's easy to get depressed...

The burly Confucian scholar couldn't help looking at Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er, wanting to ask Ziyu how to deal with it, and remind him how to behave.

Zhao Qian'er snorted softly, took a step forward, walked up to Zhao Rong, squinted slightly, and faced Su Qingdai.

Zhao Rong looked at the aloof woman, and couldn't see what he was thinking from his expression.

He still tapped his thighs with two fingers, the rhythm was not slow, but seeing Zhao Qian'er standing in front, he leaned forward slightly, took her little hand, and whispered with a smile: "Be obedient."

Zhao Qian'er nodded obediently, glanced at the two women at the stairs, then turned around, walked back behind Zhao Rong's chair, picked up the teapot, and poured tea for him.

And Luo Xiu, who sat on the right leg of the lover in his dream and served him bowls and vegetables, still quietly served Zhao Rong, as if he didn't see the conflict caused by her in the hall.

The tall and cold Su Qingdai, with her naturally cold eyes, stared straight at Zhao Rong, who was sitting on a chair enjoying the service of two beauties.

Her fair and pretty face was expressionless.

On the field, the two groups were in a faint confrontation...

　Well, there is one more chapter, which should be published before early morning, coded all night.Uh, Xiaorong is slow, so when trying new rhythms, you can add more... PS: Thanks to the good brother 'Book Friends 20210410142312675' for the reward of 12600 coins! (Brother seems to be a new account built yesterday, thank you brother for your support!)

　　
　
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