Sword Emperor in the city

Chapter 222 Zhao Yanrou's Secret

Zhao Yanrou and Liu Feifan were inevitably a little disappointed. They all thought that the Faxiang was in the sarcophagus, but they didn't expect there to be nothing.

Zhao Mingming didn't care about the loss of the two, and said disapprovingly: "It seems that you have miscalculated, maybe someone will get there first, or there is no trace left behind at all."

Liu Feifan glanced at him, and said angrily: "It really doesn't hurt to stand and talk, but it doesn't matter if you have a golden body.

We are different, the physical body is really too weak. "

Zhao Mingming couldn't help raising his chin, hands behind his back, giggling smirkingly, his Sanqing golden body is naturally not weak, it has been cultivated to the extreme, not to mention stronger than the top methods of the Shangguan family, but definitely not weaker than them.

He didn't come here this time for the sake of the law, but Zhao Yanrou, and he wanted to get information about his parents from him.

Zhao Mingming spread his hands and said with a smile: "Why don't we go back, don't struggle to the death, it's useless."

Zhao Yanrou didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all, so she drifted away, flying around the stone statue, her bright eyes shining brightly, for fear of missing any tricky places.

Liu Feifan was not idle either. He stepped on the sword and looked at the majestic stone statue carefully.

Half an hour later, the two returned to their palms, looked at each other, sighed, and shook their heads helplessly.

Zhao Mingming gloated and smirked: "I've said it all, don't struggle, go back, I still have to prepare for the spiritual path."

Liu Feifan sighed again, and said: "It seems that someone got there first, or it's the same as Xiao Ming said, and the Dharma photo was not kept at all."

"No, there must be!" Zhao Yanrou said affirmatively, hatred flashed in Shui Ling's eyes.

She still wanted to rely on this to hit the kid who killed a thousand swords. She never thought that she would return empty-handed. She was unwilling and unconvinced.

Liu Feifan patted Zhao Yanrou on the shoulder: "Not everything will be rewarded, and the contribution and reward are not directly proportional."

For Liu Feifan, he was somewhat disappointed, but his trip was rewarding.

Because, he killed a master who was in the acupoint opening state, and with the cultivation base of Wuzang in the supernatural power state, it was enough for him.

It's a colossal achievement.

Zhao Yanrou shook her head, her long black hair danced wildly, she was not reconciled, her beautiful face was full of ferociousness, and she became a little crazy.

Liu Feifan's eyes shrank, who the hell hit her like this?

As a member of a great family, no matter in terms of intelligence or endurance, they should be different from ordinary people.

Liu Feifan looked at Zhao Mingming, but he spread his hands, expressing that he didn't know either.

Zhao Yanrou seemed to have really suffered a big blow. She was afraid that the boy she was talking about would leave an indelible mark on her, otherwise, she knew she would return empty-handed, and she didn't get the Dharma to hit that boy, so her expression turned grim.

"Forget it, there is no way." Liu Feifan sighed, Zhao Yanrou's appearance was a bit pitiful.

"no no!

I do not want.

I am unwilling.

I practiced at the age of ten, and at the age of 15, I practiced at the tenth level of qi refining. The talent for cultivating immortals has been unmatched by anyone in the Zhao family for a hundred years, and becoming an immortal is just around the corner.

It was him, it was him who secretly plotted against others, and ruined my cultivation overnight. "

The two of them were stunned for a moment when they heard this, they opened their mouths, and looked at each other. Has anything like this happened to Zhao Yanrou?
Zhao Yanrou stared at her eyes, her eyeballs would fly out, her fragrant lips trembled: "After recovering from my injury, I practiced again, reached the peak of Qi refining at the age of 22, and comprehended the light technique other than the Four Immortals.

After untold hardships, the peak state reappeared.

But, after all, it was still a step too late, that kid had already walked in front of me.

No matter how I chase him, he is like the sunset at the end of the horizon, the more I want to get closer, the harder it is to get close..."

As Zhao Yanrou spoke, her eyes were red, and two lines of tears flowed down her face. She covered her face, feeling extremely helpless, like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.

Liu Feifan suddenly realized, he finally understood why Zhao Yanrou would gnash her teeth every time she mentioned that kid, and would not let go of a chance to improve her cultivation and strength, and snapped up his demon pills.

'I see! '

Liu Feifan sighed. He and Zhao Yanrou were not familiar with each other. At most, it was a cooperative relationship. Each took what he needed. Seeing her like this, he was a little touched, but he didn't have the idea of ​​saying that he would stand up for her. .

Zhao Mingming didn't feel touched at all, instead he gloated and smirked, with a look of "deserving it".

In fact, there was a strange light in his eyes that outsiders could not understand, and he clenched his fists.

Liu Feifan touched his nose, without any feeling of pity and pity, although Zhao Yanrou's appearance at this moment really wanted to be hugged and loved.

When the two men were indifferent, Zhao Yanrou suddenly stopped crying, Li Hua looked at her with watery eyes, bit her lower lip, and cried, "Are you still men here?

Seeing a woman so helpless and desperate, don't you feel a little bit moved?

Is it so hard-hearted? "

The corners of Liu Feifan's mouth twitched, his face darkened, it was the first time he saw a woman asking for comfort.

Spreading his hands, Liu Feifei smiled wryly and said, "Then what do you want?
Sleep with me?Help you vent the unhappiness in your body? "

"You want to be beautiful, go to hell, this beauty is a woman you will never have." Zhao Yanrou's expression changed, and she said viciously.

Liu Feifan patted his forehead. As the saying goes, a woman can change her face faster than turning a book.

Sure enough, a few minutes ago Zhao Yanrou was crying like she was in pain, but in the past few minutes, she has become ghostly.

Compared to Liu Feiyue's perverted version of Ghost, Zhao Yanrou is still a little bit worse.

"Let's go, you don't have to admit it if you don't want to, there's no Dharma image here, and we've lost all our efforts to fetch water from the bamboo basket," Zhao Mingming said.

"If you want to greatly increase your cultivation base, you have to rely on the spiritual path.

Tsk tsk, the proud son of the Twelve Aristocratic Family, I am looking forward to it. "

Liu Feifan clicked his lips and said, he really wanted to see the scene where Tianjiao gathered.

"You are fearless, pity me, why not. Let's make a deal, and you will keep my spiritual journey smooth.

How about it! "

Zhao Yanrou leaned over, her big watery eyes fluttered, eyelashes covered with tears, her watery eyes were like the bright moon reflected in the water.

"What deal?" Liu Feifan looked her up and down.

Zhao Yanrou flicked her long hair, her face was fragrant and graceful.

"A night with you!"

Zhao Yanrou had to admit that if Liu Feifei was escorting her, the spiritual path would be unimpeded.

To know.

Liu Feifan killed a master who opened 51 acupoints.

A well-known villain in China.

Liu Feifan's face was dark, he licked his lips and teeth, looked at Zhao Yanrou, and said with a smile, "Isn't one night enough? How about a year?"

"You have a good idea." Zhao Yanrou looked at him with contempt.

Instead of talking nonsense with Zhao Yanrou, Liu Feifan said: "Close the coffin lid."

(End of this chapter)