Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

The clouds and mists dissipated, and the sun poured down, adding a layer of sanctity to the green and beautiful face, and even the fine hairs on the cheeks were as bright as spring.

Bao Wan's throat was dry again. Facing Qing Cheng's ridicule, he was uncommonly at a loss, then raised his brows slightly, and said with a dry smile: "Qing Cheng, don't worry, I'll let you go for half a year, and then don't be overwhelmed by me." cry."

There were no flying fish on the lake, and the waves were dull.

Untiing the saber around Bao Wan's waist, Qing Cheng rolled up the sword flower, but felt the weight again, and directly threw down the valuable scabbard.

The calm picture rippled again.

Bao Wan was indifferent, and just stood silently on one side, admiring the heroic posture of the beauty when she danced the sword.

Not long after, Qingcheng was a little tired, and he casually dropped the black long sword under his feet, making a clanging sound.

Then, she hooked her fingers, and the spring light suddenly burst out.

Bao Wan immediately took out a plain white handkerchief from his cuff, and wiped Qing Cheng's sweat that didn't exist.

Qingcheng raised his eyes, seemed to be in a good mood, and hummed an unknown song melodiously.

Bao Wan put away his handkerchief, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and stood beside Qingcheng silently.

After a long time, Bao Wan said hoarsely, "Can I stand closer?"

He was apprehensive, anticipating and panicking, and his blood was rushing wildly.

Qingcheng turned sideways, his eyes fell on Bao Wan's handsome face, and then from top to bottom, his gaze was like a torch, as if it could ignite Bao Wan's clothes.

Bao Wan stood stiffly on the spot, allowing Qing Cheng to look at him wantonly, even though he was a little embarrassed about being naked, he still stood like a green pine.

Others may not know it, but Bao Wan knows very well that what Qingcheng likes is Naoki who goes straight into the sky.

Because Qingcheng is a phoenix, he only wants to stand on the top of the tree and perch.

Although he is handsome, he will never be conceited because of it.

Qingcheng has excellent qualifications, cold-hearted, and empty-handed.

Therefore, it is possible to "not envy immortals" and regard the love between men and women as child's play.

Although Bao Wan's aptitude is acceptable, it is still far behind Qing Cheng, so he is timid and yearns for it at the same time.

Qingcheng looked away and raised his head in response.

Bao Wan immediately took a step forward and stood with Qing Cheng, shoulder to shoulder.

With his back facing the spring scenery all over the building, Qingcheng's charming red lips parted and closed, and he said softly, "Are you—sister okay?"

The voice is hooked, but serious.

Bao Wan knew that he had made the right bet again.

"Very good. The elixir you gave is amazing. Her injury has healed and she is still in closed-door training. She should be able to break through." When Bao Wan talked about his sister, the smile on his face became more sincere.

Qingcheng raised the corners of her mouth, her beautiful eyes were calm, and said with a smile: "Being my man, naturally you can't feel any grievances. That Nan Xiao, you can go ahead and kill me, I'll take care of it for you!"

Bao Wan was dumbfounded, his chin twitched slightly, and his sword eyebrows even raised.

The turbulent drum in my heart gradually calmed down.

Even gods and couples have their own private affairs.

What's more, he and she are not yet.

As for the future, Bao Wan is still somewhat confident.

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"Hey, Jia Xianmiao, here! Here—"

The jade flute was dancing on his fingertips, Han Feiren smiled brightly, the bruises under his eyes were gone, and he was full of youthful spirit.

Jia Si met Han Feiren's extremely flamboyant face, bowed slightly, and exclaimed, "Young Master Han, congratulations, you have made so many breakthroughs in your practice, are you going to step into the other side?"

Han Feiren couldn't hide the pride in his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up, and the jade flute stopped flying, and was tightly held in his hand.

"Next, help me get into the top ten of this big competition. I can't let my confidante die in vain!"

When Jass heard this, the fear in his eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered the secret that the master had said casually.

Jiang Daolin, who used humans as medicine, was known as a blood doctor.

Later, he was influenced by the elder of the Zongmen Taishang and returned to the right path of pharmacist.

But now it seems that it is not absolute...

Thinking of this, Jia Si felt chills running down his back. Even if he is a fairy seedling, if he does not become the master of Qingya Fu, he will be under the control of others.

Immortal Miao Zhu Xinyi, who was once defeated by Bao Wan, was ruthlessly abandoned after losing her value, deprived of her spiritual roots, and her cultivation base was half destroyed.

Although in the end Zhu Xin was sent back to his hometown, Qingya Fudi also rewarded him with some money, so that he will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, but is it really as they said?
Jia Si didn't dare to think about it, but nodded heavily, feeling even more afraid of Han Feiren in his heart.

Han Feiren's smile was half a smile, and only when the corners of his mouth were raised on his handsome face would he show a bit of evil.

He seemed to be casually admiring the scenery of the dome, but he had a panoramic view of all the changes in Jas.

What about fairy seedlings?
Still not under my control?
Han Feiren smiled even brighter, and said: "A few days ago, I sent someone to invite Miss Nanxiao, but unfortunately Miss Nanxiao went somewhere. It's a pity, I haven't eaten the meal she invited, and my practice has not been able to complete .”

Jia Si was a little curious, followed the thread left by Han Feiren, and asked softly: "But you want me to find her now?"

Han Feiren waved his hand, "No need, the Zongmen Grand Competition will be held in a few days. My beloved wives have disappeared too much, and my grandpa has already scolded me. At this critical time, there must be no mistakes."

"That--"

"Just wait, after the Zongmen Grand Competition, I'll be in the top five. Believe that I will be able to ascend to the other shore after I finish playing the stunning game and absorbing it. And you, you just need to witness my rise."

At that time, a round of red sun was in the sky, and the sun was shining.

Not far away in the sky, there are two light blue rainbows across the clouds, slightly lighter than the blue sky.

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In the dark room, the waning moon was completely dimmed.

Nan Xiao stood up and dropped ashes patter.

Even if she doesn't love beauty anymore, Nan Xiao frowned in the face of the filth left behind after being reborn.

Above the sea of ​​bitterness, there are waves gently blowing, the ice cone crossing the blue sky melts slightly, and a drop of life spring liquid falls.

The water droplets collided with the third-order divine bridge and shattered into dots of light.

Nan Xiao extracted a little bit, and a surge of divine power burst out from those lights, setting off huge waves in the sea of ​​suffering.

If it wasn't for the protection of the Cone of Black Ice on the wheel of life, Nan Xiao's limited lifespan would have to be shortened again.

After confirming that the life awl transformed by Xuan Bing would not break, Nan Xiao took off her clothes and prepared to wash her body to finish the retreat.

The divine power of that drop of water, under Nan Xiao's meticulous control, turned the mighty ocean into a gentle stream, washing away the remaining blood and bone debris on her body.

Not long after, Nan Xiao's skin regained its color, and Leng Yu regained its former warmth.

The practice has come to an end, it's time to go out and have a look.

Walking out along the secret path, Nan Xiao's body was shrouded in divine power, making him spotless.

Back in the house, Nan Xiao blew off the dust on the wooden cabinet, and took out a suit of clothes that had been prepared a long time ago.

The shirt is a green shirt.

In the blessed land of Qingya, the color wheel statue is admired.

The cyan color is the exclusive color for practitioners in the Shenqiao realm.

Sitting trapped in a secret room, risking his life, and narrowly escaped death, he won the qualification of Qing.

Nan Xiao was in a happy mood, and slowly changed into her clothes.

The dress is close-fitting, reaching to the jade ankle, and the hanging silk flocks just fit the grass-colored uppers on the feet.

There is an exquisite white lotus on the chest, the cuffs are slightly tight, and two ribbons are wrapped around it.

It is both pure and graceful, and beautiful.

Nan Xiao felt refreshed and opened the wooden window, it was already late at night.

The bright moon hangs low, and there is a dark cloud not far away, like a dirty rag.

Nan Xiao breathed freely, and emptied out all the cramped and trapped feeling in the secret room.

The moonlight in the sky is bright and white, and it flows silently through the short mountain and the shallow stream, passing by the wooden house under the mountain, awakening the pond behind the house, and falling into Nan Xiao's heart.

Water lilies float on the clear water, pond fish swim slowly on the clouds.

When the wind blows, the waves will rise.