I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

   Chapter 801 Why is his life more important than yours?

  Walking on the street into the city of Wanli City, the monks from Longmingzhou are already met by elders with sects one after another, and the scene was a bit lively for a time.

  According to the rules of Wanli City, a table was set up to receive the Fengjiu on that day.

  For this wine, the cultivators of Wanli City also went to eat a meal with joy. As long as there is enough space, there is basically no problem.

  However, in an alley, there are obviously new disciples coming to Wanli City, but they also seem a bit deserted, and even the firecrackers are not released.

  Led by a beautiful girl, Yuxinzong and his party came to the house that their sect purchased in Wanli City.

   "Nephew Leng, I'm tired from the journey."

  I have been waiting for a long time for the Yuxinzong elder to hold his sword and give a salute.

   "Uncle Qin."

  Leng Bingqing responded, and the other disciples of Yuxin Sect also responded.

  The elder of Yuxinzong, whose full name is Qin Fang, looked at this sect’s proud junior, and smiled:

  "Senior Nephew Leng, the lord said that this courtyard should be used by Nephew Leng alone, and the rest of the Yuxin Sect disciples should be taken care of by me, so I won’t disturb Nephew Leng’s experience in Wanli City."

   "Yes, then I will trouble Master Qin." Leng Bingqing expressed his thanks.

  These things are all good, Leng Bingqing originally came to Wanli City alone to experience, but he brought her fellow juniors and sisters along the way, and Qin Fang took care of them after they brought them.

  The main task of Leng Bingqing is to understand the sword, sharpen the sword's heart, and improve the sword intent, without being disturbed by these trivial matters.

   "Senior Nephew Leng has a good experience in Wanli City. If you have any questions or difficulties, you can come to Wutongyuan on Longxiang Street to find me."

   "Thank you, Master."

  Qin Fang nodded, and left with the disciples of Yuxinzong.

The younger brothers and sisters of Yuxinzong actually want to follow their own sisters.

  Senior sister from the family is super good, and since being hit by Jiang Yida's "bad hand", she has become more gentle.

  Although the male disciples felt sad for three or four days after their senior sister was swayed by Jiang Yida, how about this?

  A Yamazawa Noxiu, a girl in the top ten of the color armor list, and a genius in kendo, it is impossible to be together.

  They believe that when the senior sister's realm rises, and the **** is completely cut off, that Jiang Yida doesn't know where to stand.

  My senior sister, after all, wants to be with Long Sword for life, even if it is them, it is the same.

  One day, Senior Sister Leng is just the head of Senior Sister to them, and they will no longer have the love of youth.

  And this is the ruthless kendo of Yuxinzong.

  And now, taking advantage of the strength of Sister Sister’s sword heart and not freezing again, but also taking advantage of her not desperate and desperate, look at her gentle appearance. This is the right way. Who wants to go with this uncle?

  But there is no way, the senior sister originally wanted to cultivate by herself, so how could she be distracted by her own group.

   So, thinking that it might be a long time since there would be no chance to meet the senior sister, many junior sisters hugged Leng Bingqing for a while before leaving. As for those junior brothers, they could only watch.

  "Xiaoqian, sorry, about Yida, me."

  Let go of Junior Sister Xiaoqian, Leng Bingqing said in Xinhu, her tone full of apology.

   Originally Jiang Gongzi was Xiaoqian's favorite person, but when she fell in love with Jiang Gongzi, Leng Bingqing felt sorry.

   "Senior Sister, it's okay." Holding Senior Sister Leng's boneless hand, Xiaoqian shook her head, "Since she is the man Senior Sister likes, then Xiaoqian naturally won't grab it, and she can't get it."

  "Sorry." Leng Bingqing apologized again.

   "Senior Sister really doesn't need to apologize." Xiaoqian reluctantly said, "It's just, Senior Sister, will Senior Sister forget him in the end?"

  Xiaoqian's last question made Leng Bingqing stunned.

  The girl bit her red lips lightly, not knowing how to answer.

  Yes.

  Does he forget him?

  Is he willing to forget him again?

  How can I forget him?

  Finally, until Xiaoqian left, Leng Bingqing still did not give an answer.

After Grandmaster Yuxin left with the disciples of Yuxinzong, Leng Bingqing stood at the gate of the courtyard for a long time. Feeling that Jianxin was starting to be disordered again, she stopped thinking about it and stepped into the courtyard.

  This courtyard is not very big, there is only a maple tree, besides there are no expensive fairy toys, but it is very clean and quiet.

  But it quietly makes people feel lonely.

  "Where are you? Are you in the house too? Have you seen Sister Lin Qingwan?"

   Lie down on the table, in front of the girl, there is a panda plush doll biting a bamboo.

   Half of the girl's face was buried in her arms, her other hand was gently extended, and her slender index finger gently poked the panda's belly.

   poked, the girl’s eyebrows gradually expanded, and the corners of her mouth also had a pleasant smile, as if he was right in front of her and she was poking his belly.

  But when the girl was immersed in her simple happiness, the girl condensed and quickly got up. Before the girl put away the panda doll, the fierce sword spirit was already spreading in the courtyard.

  A woman stood not far from the courtyard.

   "Master."

  Leng Bingqing hugged the sword, and there was an unprecedented panic in her heart, as if her diary was seen by her mother, and the diary contained the name of the sweetheart.

  Leng Yu glanced at the girl who was a disciple and daughter.

   saw the strange doll behind her.

   Leng Yu frowned slightly, and spoke slowly, with a cold tone, without the slightest emotion:

   "Which man gave you this?"

   Leng Bingqing Yinya bit her red lips and nodded.

   "Do you like him?" Leng Yu asked again.

  Leng Bingqing did not respond, still lowering her head.

   "You really like him." Leng Yu said with a light smile, "If you don't answer, you are also afraid that I will anger him or hurt him."

  "The disciple is willing to exchange his life with this body~www.readwn.com~ Please master not to anger him."

  The girl knelt down on one knee, her skirt scattered on the ground, like daffodils blooming.

  Leng Yu walked in front of Leng Bingqing, stretched out her hand to stroke her cheek, and gently lifted it up:

  "You are my daughter, my disciple, and my possessions. For you, I don’t need this life! What is that man? Why is his life more important than yours?"

  "Mother"

   "Don't worry."

  Leng Yu bowed his head, his forehead hitting each other.

  "I will not kill him, but I will let you know how unresolved the so-called man is! How fragile the so-called love is."

  At the same time, the monsters are in the world, at the border.

  A pure and beautiful young girl is supporting an old man to walk in front, and behind the young girl is a sophomore.

   "Grandpa, or sit on top of the dog."

  Looking at the grandfather next to her, the girl's eyes were a little bit anxious.

  (End of this chapter)