Sun in the Star Iron, my marshal mother

"So this is your strongest swordsmanship, Master."

As a swordsman who is unmatched in the world, Jingliu has gradually adapted to it...

"Then let Jingliu experience your ultimate swordsmanship!"

266. Mirror Flow and Lin En's swordplay exchange/Huanlong: Damn, such pure ice~4k

There is no doubt that Jingliu is undoubtedly the strongest opponent Lin En has ever faced, right?

Jing Liu is an extremely powerful warrior, and is even known as the pinnacle swordsman who is unattainable in Luofu. If it weren't for the Yinyue Rebellion, she might have been able to run for the title of Xianzhou Sword Master. She would have already trained her body to the limit, and her physical strength is many times stronger than that of delicate girls like Xiaoque'er and Ester.

At the same time, the emotions that had been brewing for 1,700 years and the madness brought by the demonic body erupted overnight. Such emotions were more than fifty times heavier than those of the Gravity God of War Lamp Emperor!

The most that the Emperor of Lights could say was “form a band with me for life!”

Jing Liu's behavior tonight really made Lin En feel that she really wanted to fight with him for the rest of her life. She was completely captured by the gravitational field emitted by Jing Liu and could not escape no matter what.

Although he had no intention of escaping at all.

After all, he is the sensei, so how can he let Mirror Style take the initiative all the time? Such a sensei is more unbearable and more embarrassing than those abstract villains who only think about letting students fight in the total battle!

We must let Jingliu know who is the boss!

It was indeed cool, but Lin En felt that it was time for him to show his prowess as an elder!

Jingliu, who had been a jockey's apprentice for a while, actually did not achieve any practical results. After all, compared with him, Lin En was more experienced and experienced.

Then, pinch it with a little force.

"——!!!"

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"Is your attack over?"

Having successfully broken a weakness, Lin En raised his sword and mounted his horse, smiling and asking:

"It's my turn now, is that ok with you?"

"Oh, sensei, are you finally going to take the initiative to attack?"

Jing Liu, who was suddenly reversed by Lin En, raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes like spring water, his voice was charming and charming, and he implied expectation.

..................Interval stickers.....

Don't try to escape.

This is what she meant.

No matter what, don't expect anyone to walk out alive tonight.

But to Jingliu's surprise, Lin En did not launch an attack immediately..........

"Jingliu, I have a question that I have been thinking about for a long time. I started thinking about it the first time I saw you."

As he said this, his face looked thoughtful, as if he was really thinking about some cosmic problem.

Seeing this, Jingliu was also aroused a little curiosity.

After all, he mentioned the first time he met him, a precious memory that was engraved in her soul and would never be erased.

Under Jing Liu's inquiring gaze, Lin En spoke seriously:

"I've always been thinking, Jingliu, your body temperature is so low that the road you walk on may even freeze. If I lick your feet, will my tongue get stuck?"

Jing Liu: “?”

Although it sounds a bit ridiculous, Lynn is indeed quite troubled by this issue.

It was a pity that he didn't let Cocolia switch to the Mother of Illusion form to try it out, otherwise he would have more comprehensive experience now.

"Hehe, Master, you really do not forget your original intention."

Jingliu still remembers that when Lin En saved her, he picked her up on the grounds that food could not be placed on the ground. She naively thought that the food referred to herself. After all, to the Buli people, the Xianzhou people were indeed food.

But now it seems that the so-called food he was talking about was actually his own feet.

"Twisted fun."

Jingliu commented sharply,

But what she didn't know was that compared with the guys in the porridge bar, Lin En was already very good. After all, he just liked feet, while the guys in the porridge bar liked black stockings and stinky feet. The daily post in the porridge bar was for the guys to see which character has the stinkiest feet.

It's really a bit annoying.

Just when Lin En was about to explain righteously that there was still a difference between him and the porridge brother, Jing Liu narrowed his enchanting red eyes slightly and said something that hit Lin En's heart directly.

"But as long as it's interesting to me, that's what I look forward to."

"If you're so curious, how about you try it yourself, sensei?"

With such a sneer, Jingliu had already raised her jade feet to Lin En's mouth, which looked very appetizing.

Lin En: "Well, thank you for the hospitality?"

While Lin En was having a meticulous exchange of sword skills with Jingliu and conducting rigorous scientific experiments based on the principle of "practice is the only criterion for testing truth", Tingyun, who had rushed out of the door earlier, seemed much more lonely.

Tingyun stuffed the door handle he had snatched earlier into his personal space. For some reason, the street lights on the side of the road were particularly dim, and could only illuminate the somewhat shabby bench underneath.

Tingyun sat on the bench in despair, covering his face and sighing. If it weren't for his strong psychological quality, he would have burst into tears.

That night visit to Lin En's house was a match between Qingque and Lin En. In the end, she could only watch her lover making out with other girls while hiding in the closet and chanting a water magic by herself. She would never forget that scene.

At that moment she was thinking, if she was given another chance, she would definitely attack Lin En at night to win everything and restore the glory of the fox women in the mortal battlefield.

But I didn't expect that this defeat would be even more miserable than the last time.

Qingque was able to hide in the closet that time and was not discovered. If she had gone out, the two of them would definitely have stopped, especially since Qingque was thin-skinned and might have run away out of shyness.

But Jingliu was different. He didn't care about her presence at all and even pushed her benefactor to the ground in front of her and treated him as a slave!

This was simply the ultimate insult to Tingyun that she could imagine!

"I'm so stupid, really. I only knew that Xiao En had flirted with many girls I didn't know outside the Immortal Boat. What I didn't know was that there were also girls on the Immortal Boat. It was rare that Qing Que was not here, but there were actually other women.

I'm so stupid, really..."

Just like Xianglin Sao leaning over, Tingyun slumped down on a park bench and began to mutter to himself.

Even the street lamp on the side seemed to sense Tingyun's resentment that was growing stronger and stronger. The already dim light went out completely after flickering a few times, leaving Tingyun alone in the darkness.

But the next second, a faint light appeared in the darkness, and Tingyun felt that his headache, which had been getting worse recently, had recurred.

"Hiss... Why is it happening again? Didn't Bai Lu say that she was just overworked? Could it be that she was angry?"

Tingyun held his forehead with one hand and slowly raised his head, and his eyes caught the illusory flame that suddenly burned in the air in front of him.

She saw the flame burning, leaping, and reshaping itself until it finally took on her own image.

"This is..."

Sensing something unusual, the cautious Tingyun immediately wanted to stand up and retreat, but she didn't expect that the Tingyun transformed by the fire had already pressed the folding fan on her shoulders and easily pushed her back.

"Why do you have to be so on guard against me? Little fox, I'm not your real enemy."

She chuckled so softly, her eyes were narrow and long, and her charm was revealed. Her voice and posture were exactly the same as Tingyun's.

"You, I..."

Tingyun's face changed slightly, and his brain, which had the computing power equivalent to 4090 times that of Suchang, started working rapidly, and he finally figured out what was going on.

"Spiritual fire, phantom body, headache... Are you Sui Yang?"

When the spiritual fire transformed herself appeared before her eyes, the knowledgeable Tingyun finally realized the source of her unusual headache. The reason why she had not thought of this before was probably because the annual sun of the Immortal Boat had all been suppressed in the Creation Furnace for hundreds of years, and the annual sun outside the Immortal Boat was extremely rare, rarely seen in a thousand years, so she had never thought in this direction.

Sui Yang is a rare formless creature, an energy creature without a fixed form. He is keen on seizing the flesh and blood bodies of intelligent creatures and manipulating them in order to absorb the host's emotions.

The Sui Yang that possessed Ting Yun was an extremely powerful individual among the Sui Yang. Although he was not as powerful as the Sui Huang who was suppressed in the Zhu Ming Immortal Boat, he was still one of the most powerful beings in the entire Sui Yang race.

Its name is Huanlong, which is Suiyang, and also the Lord of Extinction!

"What does it matter what I am?"

Illusion covered her face and laughed softly,

"Isn't your most concerned about your benefactor who is being held down by another woman?"

Originally, she wanted to lurk in Tingyun for a while longer, but the emotions caused by the ultimate humiliation of Tingyun were too intense. That kind of extremely strong feeling of being a loser was intertwined and constantly nurtured, brewing, and finally bursting out. For Suiyang, who likes human emotions, it was simply... bliss.

As one of the Extinction Lords, Huanlong's destruction of the world is extremely long, and she gradually induces the people of the world to mentally collapse and wail in despair, and she enjoys this. Because of this, she has been dissed by other Extinction Lords.

【Feng Feng: Yo yo yo, isn’t this Huanlong? How many worlds have been destroyed recently in accordance with Lord Nanook’s will?

Illusion: Two.

Foehn Wind: Oh, oh, that’s pretty good for you. What about yesterday?

The illusion that took more than ten years:? 】

She, Huanlong, also has something to say. The reason why she was chosen by Nanook as the Lord of Extinction is because her destructive tendency is this kind of "destruction brought about by mental collapse". The destructive tendency represented by each Lord of Extinction is different. How can her efficiency be compared with that of the Burning Wind, which represents the "destruction brought about by extreme violence".

Every time this happened, Huanlong would suggest that Fenfeng diss Yongye, because the sister was even slower in efficiency. The last time it took them three hundred years to destroy a star field, that period of time was enough for Fenfeng or Xingxiao to plow that star field from beginning to end ten or even nine times.

Of course, Huanlong did not deny that her efficiency was so slow in order to enjoy the wonderful despair of people when the whole world was facing destruction.

However, after experiencing despair so many times, the occasional feeling of being a loser is particularly suitable for Huanlong. Not to mention that Tingyun is an extraordinary loser. After experiencing it, Huanlong exclaimed, "Fuck, so pure! I'm really going to fly now."

This Bing Chun Huanlong didn't want to hide anymore, so he just came out to stimulate Tingyun who was in the moment of defeat so that he could continue skating.

Thinking of this, Huanlong imitated Tingyun's previous distraught look and fell to the ground, mumbling and crying:

"Today, my hands are shaking, today, my heart aches...

It hurts, it hurts so much! "

"Why is it like this? I gave everything, but I can't get the little love I want????...Why did you give me this kind of pain? What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong?"

“Lynn????Lynn…I…I…I…I really love you so much, why do you treat me like this? Uwaa ...

Tingyun: "You are sick!"

With Huanlong's hard-working performance that was full of emotion without any acting skills, Tingyun's thoughts of being a loser, which had just been diverted by Sui Yang, were directly brought out again.

Moreover, just thinking about this kind of thing was sad enough. Seeing someone who was exactly like him going crazy here undoubtedly made Tingyun's emotions, which were already at a critical point, explode completely.

Tingyun: Completely crazy!

And Huanlong, who was sitting on the ground crying the previous second, also completed the switch in a second, and savored the emotional fluctuations of Tingyun, the loser, with an intoxicated expression.

"Ah, the sweet scent of a loser~"

Of course, after skating, Bing Huanlong couldn't forget to do her business. Facing the furious Miss Fox, she remained calm and said with a smile:

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

"Let me ask you, am I the one who made you a loser?"

"No."

Tingyun replied through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, the Fantasy Folding Fan clapped in his hand.

"That's it. It was that white-haired woman who stole your benefactor. Why are you so angry with me instead of looking for trouble with her?"

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GBF is so much fun, you are right, but I want to activate my milk knife, 2D Otachi shrimp, attack!

267. The Ultimate Loser Tingyun/Huanlong: I want to use your body to have sex with Lin En!

"It was obviously that white-haired woman who stole your benefactor. Why are you so angry with me instead of going to trouble her?"

The phantom folding fan fluttered gently, and she blinked her eyes innocently.

"You are a Suiyang evil creature!"

Tingyun was still extremely wary of Huanlong. As a representative of a merchant group traveling all over the universe, she was always 1000% alert to these dangerous beings.