Chapter 128: My heart is happy with her
The bodies of Rong Qing and Fenghuang'er quickly tensed up.
It's not out of jealousy of the beauty of the same sex, but the aura of this ferocious beast... They can't accurately sense it. It seems that it is far beyond the scope of divine transformation! !
If it is a ferocious beast above the gods, it is not surprising that it can possess the best spiritual veins.
The beautiful beast tilted its head slightly, waiting for Dian Shuang's answer. The long, smooth light golden hair is half-covered on the chest, and there is an unconscious temptation in the innocence.
"Yes." Dian Shuang replied. "You promised me back then that if any companions came looking for me, you would let me go."
"Yes... I also promised you that if you leave, I will give you the best spiritual blood as a gift." The beautiful ferocious beast said sadly, "Otherwise, you will not come back, but just leave with them. "
"I'll bid you two top-quality spiritual veins, one for each of you. How about I let you two leave?" It turned to look at Rong Qing and the other two.
Phoenix:? ? ?
What plot is this?
"Lan Xue." Dian Shuang frowned.
"I'm trying to save you." Lan Xue answered seriously in the face of Dian Shuang's dissatisfaction. "If you stay, we will continue to live here as before. No one dares to come here to disturb us."
Rong Qing has been looking back and forth between the beautiful centaur and half-horse beast between it and Dian Shuang.
At this moment, I finally couldn't help it. "Allow me to interrupt." She looked at Dian Shuang, "What kind of relationship have you had with this ferocious beast girl over the past hundred years? How can you deal with your master Niang Hongfei like this?"
Phoenix took a deep breath.
What kind of plot is this?
Dian Shuang and Lan Xue looked confused, but then their eyes gradually became clear.
"After returning to Sword Sect, this disciple will ask Master..." Dian Shuang pursed her lips and said with great difficulty, "I will apologize to Master."
"You still have to go back." Lan Xue's face, which was too beautiful to look like a mortal, became vivid with disappointment.
Fenghuang'er felt like she had heard some great secrets of the Sword Sect, but seeing Rong Qing speaking out so easily, she couldn't help but look at Rong Qing frequently, hoping she could explain it.
Sure enough, as she wished, Rong Qing opened her mouth to recall this secret past. Given Rong Qing's status in the Sword Sect and her relationship with Hong Fei, she had a general idea of the matter, even if not all the details were clear.
"Your master's wife, Hongfei, is not a disciple of the Sword Sect. She was born in Suihuawu. Both of her parents are Nascent Soul monks. Due to their ancestral connections, she was engaged to True Lord Xuan Gu at an early age. Later, Hongfei's parents unfortunately both died, and she was Xuan Gu Zhenjun received the Sword Sect and held the Double Cultivation Ceremony. "Rong Qing looked at Dian Shuang, his eyes were far away, and he seemed to gradually remember the past and the woman as Rong Qing told her, "She originally loved her in her heart. True Lord Xuan Gu. It’s just that although True Lord Xuan Gu doesn’t practice ruthless swordsmanship, he is also indifferent to emotional matters.”
"In the long run, Hong Fei will inevitably be disappointed. Later, because of your excellent talent and outstanding swordsmanship, you were accepted as the fourth disciple by True Lord Xuan Gu. Although you had little contact with Hong Fei, you had a secret affection for your master wife. "
Rong Qing's eyes were cold, scanning Dian Shuang and Lan Xue.
"She couldn't withstand the temptation and fell in love with you, almost to the point of being reconciled with True Lord Xuan Gu and even leaving the Sword Sect. As a result, you disappeared quietly. Hongfei was left alone to face these things. The situation was so embarrassing that she no longer interacted with Xuan Gu and stayed at the main peak to take care of my life. "
"Now that I have found you, you are confused with this beast. How ridiculous."
After Rong Qing's cold questioning, the scene was so silent that one could almost hear the heartbeat in the chest.
Fenghuang'er was eating melon quietly on the side, and couldn't help but be speechless. He even looked at Dian Shuang up and down... He really didn't realize how charming this kid was. She had also met the True Lord Xuan Gu once. He had a handsome face and his cultivation was half-step into becoming a god. When Dian Shuang disappeared, he had just entered Nascent Soul. Just like this, Hong Fei was able to bend his back, and now he even provoked a ferocious beast that was more than a god.
Tsk.
"I can't help her." Dian Shuang said calmly, "But I don't have that kind of relationship with Lan Xue."
Rong Qing snorted coldly.
"What kind of relationship does it have?"
"There is no love between men and women."
"Is that the same as Hongfei...?"
"I will never let her down in this life." As soon as Dian Shuang said these words, Lan Xue immediately paused anxiously. "It turns out that you have been lukewarm to me all these years because of this woman." Its delicate face was stained with anger. "You bastard!"
"That's right." Rong Qing agreed.
Fenghuang'er couldn't understand Rong Qing's behavior of fanning the flames at this moment. Didn't she see that this ferocious beast was so powerful that he was ready to take action?
"Xiao Xiang, my wife, is so shameless." Rong Qing's eyes vividly conveyed the meaning of "contempt".
"Uncle Master..." This time Dian Shuang looked at him in astonishment.
"I gave you extra tricks, and you really took it..." Rong Qing shrugged, holding her right hand empty, and the cold sword intent appeared instantly, and at the same time brought out a large amount of thunder of destruction.
"You have courage." Lan Xue didn't feel any discomfort with Rong Qing's sudden change of attitude. Instead, she smiled as she watched a half-step god dare to raise his sword against him.
Fenghuang'er's eyes flashed, and she reacted very quickly and let the palace lantern on her shoulder fly towards Lan Xue. The prime fingers pinch the secret, and the bright light shines in the palace lantern.
Wherever the light shines, the scene in front of you is a little blurry.
The most important thing is the spiritual sense. The palace frost in the induction becomes vague and elusive.
The fantasy-breaking object brought by Phoenix'er is not an ordinary thing. The effect is obvious.
Rong Qing raised her hand and waved her sword.
Bloody thunder roared.
But with this sword, none of these thunderbolts of destruction were directed at Lan Xue, and they all flew towards Dian Shuang.
He made a secret with one hand, and his natal spiritual sword turned into nine sword shadows around him. Every sword shadow is extremely sharp, with a killing intent.
Rong Qing's eyes narrowed.
What Dian Shuang performed was indeed the authentic sword sect technique. This sword technique also belongs to the mysterious bone lineage.
He is Dian Shuang, but also... not Dian Shuang.
Nine sword shadows instantly burst out to stab Rong Qing's sword. The sword tips met and resisted together. Even though they were broken every inch when they first came into contact, they were blocked for a moment. After this moment, the sword power will no longer be as sharp as it was at the beginning.
Rong Qingqinghe.
How could there be only one sword? After the sword was swung out, she rushed forward and struck out with another sword.
Bloody thunder flowed freely, forming a river between Rong Qing and Dian Shuang, converging into multiple realms.
Blocks external sight and sensing.
Rong Qing slashed diagonally with her sword, from Dian Shuang's right waist to his left shoulder.
Just like the old man in gray robe, after receiving this sword, there is no possibility of continuing to exist.
The place where the sword struck was still a thin crack at first, but then it expanded bigger and bigger. The upper half of the body flew upwards, and turned into nothingness together with the lower half of the body.
"Uncle Master was wrong in one thing." Dian Shuang was very calm before his death, and the anger before his death was not completely dissipated. "Hongfei is not my master's wife, but my sweetheart. I like her, I know it."
As the last word fell, Dian Shuang's figure completely disappeared in front of Rong Qing.
A long black sword lost its owner. Before it fell to the ground, she waved it back into the storage ring.
(End of chapter)