Chapter 1234 Genius Female Sword Master VS "Fengyue" Sword God (4)

   Obviously, she and Feng Qingcheng's little **** are both heroines, but look at the treatment of others, and then look at her treatment...

   As long as people go to the bed, the ground, or a man, they can sit back and enjoy the success.

   She said that Jianxin is persevering, a genius rarely seen in thousands of years, and the path she has taken is also very hard and heart-wrenching.

   Even the only man disappeared.

   This difference between heaven and earth is talking about her and Feng Qingcheng!

The disappearance of    Feng Qingcheng forced Leng Su to be forced to temporarily give up the idea of ​​revenge.

   "Qingcheng? Where are you Qingcheng?"

   "Everyone, help me find it, let's see where Junior Sister Qingcheng has gone?"

   "Quick!!!"

   Seeing that Yang Ming was flustered and eagerly looking for Feng Qingcheng's appearance, Leng Su couldn't help rolling his eyes and secretly left this ghost place.

   As soon as he got rid of the group of people, Leng Su left the space and began to practice in this secret realm and search for Feng Qingcheng's little bitch.

   Although this is a magical world, she can use her soul power.

   But just in case, and to prevent her from using her own strength, the strength of this body can't keep up, Leng Su is still practicing very hard and improving the power of this body.

   While absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to increase the strength of this body, she fought single-handedly with the monsters in the secret realm.

   "Hoohoho!"

   "Bang bang bang!"

   At the foot of a certain mountain, Leng Suzheng was fighting with a crazy demon lion.

  You go up and I go down, I go up and you go down, you punch and I punch.

"boom!"

   "Crack!"

   As Leng Su's punch went down, the skull of the demon lion in front of him burst open, and countless blood and brains splashed on Leng Su's face.

   She wiped her face expressionlessly, took out a wet handkerchief from the space, wiped her face, and washed it.

   Looking at her weak hands, she couldn't help sighing.

   "Alas, it's still too weak."

   After throwing away the veil in his hand, Leng Su took out a large bowl of spiritual spring water from the space. Just as he was about to drink it, he found that the bowl in his hand was missing...

"Depend on!"

   "Which **** dares to take food from the hands of my aunt? You're impatient, right?"

  Leng Su turned his head and saw a young man in white clothes staring intently at her bowl of water.

   Under her angry gaze, he frowned and drank the bowl of spiritual spring water with a strange expression.

   After drinking, the man's original ugly face suddenly changed greatly, and a pair of black eyes stared at Leng Su.

   He licked his lips and asked, "Any more?"

   Leng Su didn't say a word, and charged towards him with his sword.

   "Clearly."

  Leng Su's sharp sword and the scabbard in the man's hand kept colliding with each other, making a violent collision sound.

After    waved a few times, Leng Su quickly put away his sword, turned around and ran.

   "Where are you going?"

   Seeing this, the man quickly chased after him.

   Looking at the curious man beside him, Leng Su couldn't help rolling his eyes.

  She's not stupid, she knows she can't beat her but still doesn't run?

   "Your hand is broken." The man said calmly.

  Leng Su turned around and ran in a different direction.

  The man saw this, and followed him in a different direction.

   After running for a few minutes, Leng Su stopped, stared at the man in front of him with a black line, and asked, "What do you want?"

   Hearing this, the man subconsciously licked his thin lips and asked, "Do you still have that water?"

   "No!" Leng Su blurted out his debut without thinking about it.

   (end of this chapter)