God-slaughtering King

The gift given by Nanmen Feng is Jiuhua Zhuyan Dan, which can be said to scratch the itch and send the gift to his favorite thing. How can Wen Xiaoxiang be unhappy?

The scene that the jade box disappeared instantly was clearly seen by Nanmen Feng, which also made Nanmen Feng determine again. This Wen Xiaoxiang is not just an ordinary woman.

Can an ordinary woman have a storage spirit?

This is obviously unlikely.

"Cough..."

After receiving the gift from Nanmen Feng, Wen Xiaoxiang also completely gave up the idea of teasing Nanmen Feng, restored his gentle state, and guided Nanmen Feng to sit on the wine table.

"Xiaoqing, haven't you always wanted to dance with him? Isn't the time right now?"

With a smile, Wen Xiaoxiang clapped his hands. Before long, several playing maidservants appeared in front of the door.

"Jump now?"

Duanmuqing was shocked. The crimson color instantly infected her cheeks. She subconsciously looked at Nanmen maple and found that Nanmen Maple was also looking at her with some color of expectation. There was more crimson on her face.

Although she learned dancing at the beginning because she was angry with Nanmen Feng, up to now, her original anger no longer exists. At this time, she was still a little timid to let her dance in front of Nanmen Feng.

At this time, several playing maidservants have set up Qin, zither, pipa, flute, drum, Sheng and Xiao in the inner hall, waiting for duanmuqing to enter.

"Go quickly. You'll open this guy's eyes today..."

Wen Xiaoxiang is like a kind Master, constantly cheering for duanmuqing.

Nanmenfeng drank alone. Although he didn't speak, he still had some expectations in his heart.

He didn't expect how wonderful Duan MuQing's dance was, but he wanted to see Duan MuQing start practicing magic knife as soon as possible and become his real maid as soon as possible.

"OK, I jump!"

Forced to cheer for a long time, Duan MuQing turned to face Nanmen Feng and said solemnly, "even if I jump ugly, you are not allowed to laugh. If you dare to laugh, I will never pay attention to you again..."

With that, duanmuqing raised her gauze sleeve, almost like a broken jar, and came to the music maid.

"Just jump the Phoenix and ask for a mate..."

When the music played, duanmuqing restrained her shy state, and her delicate body began to dance with the rhythm.

At first, Duan MuQing was surrounded by the maple in the south gate. Under tension, she had already practiced her familiar dance posture, but suddenly became very stiff. With the ups and downs of the rhythm, her dance posture began to mature and her limbs began to become as soft as damask.

Duanmuqing is unique in appearance. Although she is petite and not tall, she has a unique petite and naive state and dances with a beauty that ordinary women don't have.

Nanmen maple is also gradually getting drunk. He has been drunk for a long time, but he also forgot to put it down.

As soon as the dance reached the climax rhythm, duanmuqing completely turned into a beautiful green butterfly and danced on the tianque. She didn't eat fireworks and was ethereal like an immortal.

"In just two or three months, a woman who has never touched music and dance can be adjusted to look like this. Miss Wen, you are really powerful..."

Nanmen Feng said with heartfelt admiration.

Never touched music and dance?

Wen Xiaoxiang frowned slightly, subconsciously looked at duanmuqing, and the color of complexity rose again in his beautiful eyes.

The so-called dance skills are different from martial arts. There are no geniuses or fools in their ranks.

But they need more hard "practice" from the competitors.

If a woman from an ordinary family wants to join the dance path, she will contact and practice from an early age.

There will be a small success in three or five years, and a great success in seven or eight years. If you want to become a master, you need at least ten years of hard practice.

In just three months, it is impossible to turn a woman who has never been in contact with dance into an achievement at this time.

In the past practice, Wen Xiaoxiang also noticed something wrong with duanmuqing.

Although her limbs are stiff, she is like a born dancer. No matter what kind of practice and difficult movements, she can master skills in a short time.

It seems that duanmuqing is a born dancer in her bones.

"Mingming is a demon girl, but why is she so talented?"

However, although Wen Xiaoxiang didn't understand it, she didn't care too much. Quan should be her famous teacher and apprentice, so she trained Xiaoqing into an achievement at this time.

The mellow wine was poured into the throat by Nanmen Maple cup after cup. The melody was melodious and the dance was wonderful. Nanmen Maple's consciousness suddenly became trance.

It seems that Nanmen Maple has returned to the world.

It seems that nanmenfeng saw the woman again.

After a dance, Nanmen Maple was still in a trance. Duanmuqing's face was slightly sweaty and couldn't help looking at Nanmen Maple's reaction.

"This fool..."

Seeing the dementia of Nanmen maple, duanmuqing immediately covered her mouth and smiled, and her joy was like a blooming flower.

Duan MuQing's hard practice in the past three months is just because of Nanmen maple.

As the saying goes, those who please themselves should be tolerant.

For duanmuqing, even Wen Xiaoxiang's 10000 words of praise are not as good as Nanmen Feng's eyes.

At this time, Nanmen Feng woke up in a trance. Although he had not tasted the delicious food on the table, the wine pot in his hand was empty.

"Hey, hey..."

Feng Shan in the South Gate smiled and said with a slightly frivolous meaning, "unexpectedly, you girl is very talented..."

"Hum, that's natural. Miss Ben is a genius..."

Once again, duanmuqing was praised by Nanmen maple. Duanmuqing proudly raised his head and looked down at Nanmen maple.

The three talked around the table.

Before long, nanmenfeng took his hat again, duanmuqing also put on his cloak, and they left at the same time

Just after Nanmen Feng and duanmuqing left for a few breaths, a tall woman in red appeared in the room like a ghost. She seemed to be the brother dancer Nanmen Feng contacted in the corridor.

Wen Xiaoxiang still ate in small bites and was not surprised at the appearance of the woman.

At this time, the tall woman in red took out a stack of paper from her long sleeve, gently unfolded it, and then began to read it.

"Nanmen Feng, male, was born in the Lin family in Yicheng, Tiannan. His father is Lin Xiaotian and his mother is Bai Xinyan..."

The woman recited the records on the paper.

If Nanmen Maple were here at the moment, he would be surprised to lose his big teeth.

Because, in the records of many past events, even nanmenfeng herself has forgotten, but she can actually know.

At the end of the recitation, the woman in red bowed slightly, no longer spoke, and quietly looked like a wooden stake.

"What about Xiaoqing?"

Contented, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. Wen Xiaoxiang asked softly.

"Please forgive me, madam. The information about Duan MuQing has not been found yet..."

The voice of the woman in red trembled, and it was difficult to hide her panic.

"Hehe, in more than three months, you have nothing else except to investigate that the girl is a demon family. This is really a big strange thing..."

Wen Xiaoxiang looked obliquely at the woman in red, and his charming eyes burst out a majestic light.

"Please forgive me, madam..."

Under Wen Xiaoxiang's eyes, the woman in red was frightened and lowered her head deeply.

Wen Xiaoxiang glanced at the woman in red. His indifferent eyes had no color.

Wen Xiaoxiang pondered a little and said, "you contact the other branches to continue to trace her life experience. However, in the future, the tracing can no longer be carried out in the name of the sect, okay..."

"Yes, my subordinates..."

The woman in red nodded off as soon as she was about to receive an amnesty.

After the woman in red left, the room fell into tranquility again. Wen Xiaoxiang poured and drank by herself. The figures of Nanmen maple and duanmuqing reappeared in her mind.

"Strange boy, strange little witch..."

……

Today, after spitting out the resentment accumulated in the past three months, duanmuqing was very excited with flowers and colors all the way.

Just after entering the gate of Wuxiang Temple, Feng stopped at the south gate.

Nanmen Feng didn't have any more nonsense. He took out the magic knife spectrum he had already prepared from the black jade gourd.

It's not so much a knife manual as a bundle of messy books. It seems to be a grand ceremony in a prosperous age. It's the size of a watermelon.

This knife manual is composed of more than 100 drawings. Nanmen maple is not professional, so the description is not very clear.

However, the records on the knife manual are only moves. The really important mental skills and cultivation methods are hidden in the memory of Nanmen maple.

"This magic knife belongs to one of my younger martial sisters. It's the only one in the world and it's a secret skill. So I hesitated at the beginning. Should I teach it to you or not!"

South Gate Maple Road.

Junior sister?

Why didn't I know you had a junior sister?

Duanmuqing was surprised, and the two snow-white pieces stood up with a Shua.

"Well..."

"Don't ask. In short, you should know that this Sabre technique can't be spread..."

Nanmen Feng touched his nose slightly embarrassed. He could never explain this topic clearly.

oh

really?

"Then you gave me her Kung Fu. Aren't you afraid of her anger..."

Duanmuqing took over the knife manual in Nanmen Feng's hand and said in a sour tone.

"There's no way to be angry..."

The maple at the South Gate spread his hand, then with a bad smile, pointed duanmuqing's forehead with his fingertips and said, "who makes my Xiaoqing so good..."

"Cut, don't come..."

Duan MuQing's face turned red with shame. He quickly patted off Nanmen Feng's thin hand, and then untied the rope binding the books. He wanted to see how magical this so-called second Sabre technique in the world was.

At the same time, Nanmen Feng gently clenched his fist and moved his stiff neck.

At the moment duanmuqing untied the rope, the blood Epiphyllum on the forehead of Nanmen Maple flashed violently, and the fuzzy shadow of the black moon rose above the head of Nanmen maple. Nanmen Maple pointed to it as a sword and directly to the center of duanmuqing's eyebrows.

Shua

A dark spiritual power, mixed with endless soul power, instantly penetrated into duanmuqing's mind.

Duanmuqing opened her blue eyes and suddenly became confused.

"Like a dream, like a mirror, like water and moon, is a magic knife!"

With the heavy drinking of Nanmen maple, countless women danced and formed a white fog like an image with strange and precise knife technique, and the water flowed into duanmuqing's mind.

Duan MuQing's hazy body trembled slightly, and in her smart eyes, a masked woman who was practicing the knife technique suddenly appeared.

This is soul crossing. It is a very popular soul skill in the world.

The function is to transfer their own memories, ideas and ideas to others, and those who accept these memories will be on the scene until they turn all memories into their own.