Chapter 647： Forget (2/2)
Li Chu kissed for a moment, then retracted and looked at her quietly.
Xiao Xiaoqi looked at him indifferently, as if it wasn't her who just kissed.
Wu Chuli sighed, and it seemed that this trick didn't work.
Xiao Qi faintly said, ”You don't have to worry about it too much. The sword classic is not so easy to break. You still have to spend more time on the second sister and take good care of her.”
Chu Chuli frowned and shook her head: ”Too sorrowful, why do you care so much about Miss Er, you just care about me ...”
”The biggest obstacle to the pursuit of kendo is the love between men and women. The love between men and women is cut off, and the affection is still there.” Xiao Qi calmly said: ”Chu Li, we have no fate, forget me.”
Chu Chuli shook her head: ”I will think of a way.”
Xiao Qi said lightly: ”I don't want to involve men and women in my life.”
Chu Chuli hummed, ”I will come again!”
”I will never see you again.” Xiao Qi said lightly.
Chu Chu smiled and disappeared.
He appeared in the small pavilion of Shen Yinghu, who was still watching the lake with his jaw supported.
”Senior Shen, what's the matter with Miss?” Chu left.
He told what happened then.
Shen Yinghu groaned: ”It should be because of the sword classics, Xiao Qi is now in a good situation, I'm afraid it's not so easy to break power, don't worry, take it slowly.”
Wu Chu departed: ”Seniors haven't studied too much sword classics?”
映 Shen Yinghu shook his head and said, ”I don't have a glimpse of the door, I need unique talents ... the ancient sword scriptures have few records, you can go back and check them, don't come here.”
Chu Chu nodded, her fist disappeared.
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Early morning
”Zhu Gefeng!” A tender drink rang through Funiu Mountain.
Zhu Gefeng woke up from entering the set, his face was gloomy, and he knew who it was, the woman who defeated herself, gave herself a strange shame, and forced herself to retreat!
He stopped drinking and fluttered to the yard: ”The surname Liu, you have the courage to dare to die!”
”Giggle ...” The coquettish laughter like a silver bell swayed in the air: ”Zhu Gefeng, come here to die! I'm down the mountain!”
”Wait!” Zhuge Feng sneered, ”I will kill you this time!”
”It's a joke!” Liu Yunxin's laughter was crisp and moving: ”You guy has a lot of work on his mouth, but his hands are messed up. Funiu Mountain is really disappointing!”
Zhuge Feng shot like an arrow, and he was waiting for retreat and suffering today.
Wu Murongchun and Xia Liyan heard that their six elders also flew forward, and immediately after Zhuge Feng, they were afraid he would suffer.
Master Laoshan retreats hard, and dare not say that he will be better than Liu Yunxin. They must fight.
Yanliu Yunxin's merits are very good. They are siege and useless, but they are afraid that there are people around her to help them. Besides, if they lose, they can regain the master of the mountain.
They thought of Zhuge Tian while galloping.
If the young master is here, I can tolerate Liu Yun's unwillingness, she is afraid to frighten away!
Suddenly when they came to the foot of the mountain on the reckless old tree, they saw that Liu Yunxin and the mountain master had already fought together.
The two of them were quite equal, and the master of the mountain did not fall down or prevail, and the results of the hard work were indeed good, much better than the previous fiasco.
They were relieved that there was no other master beside Liu Yunxin ~ ~ only she was alone.
”You Funiu Mountain has not been able to shrink. Can you shrink it forever?” Liu Yunxin shook his head and chuckled, ”What about that little guy last time?”
”The young master will be here soon.” Murong Chun said coldly, ”You are so happy!”
Gao Liuyun smiled softly: ”It seems the little guy is not there, then I can rest assured, let's die!”
She's body speeded up abruptly, and Zhuge Feng speeded up.
”Bang, bang ...” A series of muffled sounds, the two of them kept intersecting with their palms.
The salamander hit from the treetop to the treetop, then to the treetop, and then fell below. The surrounding leaves fluttered, and they were stirred into powder in the air and fell.
”Bang!” Suddenly a gray shadow fell behind Zhuge Feng, and a palm printed on his vest.
The warning sign rose in Zhuge Feng's heart, but he did not have time to respond. He took a firm slap and flew up. Liu Yunxin took another opportunity to pat him in the heart. (To be continued.)