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Chapter 669: Finale! 60
Finale! 60
He raised his head, plucked a green-calyx plum from his head, and inserted it between her temples. He suddenly felt that she was still beautiful and tender: "Auntie, you are so beautiful!"
"You are such a talkative kid." Hong Gu stood on tiptoe, nodded his head lightly, and said with a smile.
This cute child always makes people feel so distressed. If he goes outside, he will definitely charm many women to death, but he wants to shrink in this sword-making workshop and hang himself on a tree. How can he not worry her? He
But he always doesn't take it seriously.
No matter what kind of flower it is, it will be particularly fragrant at night. If you don’t believe it, you can observe it carefully.
The wind is still very strong tonight, and the wind blowing from the deep mountains is chilling to the bone. The sky is clear, with a crescent moon hanging on the horizon and dotted with stars.
Feng Shiqilang came on the wind and landed in a forest as lightly as a flying swallow. The colder the weather, the more vigorously he practiced.
The master left a sword manual for him when he left last time. He practiced and practiced, but he seemed to be unable to see through the secrets in the book. There were moves but also no moves. The master was not around, so he had to slowly control the book by himself.
the mystery of.
Three godfathers forged a sword for him, called the Jueqing Sword. The one who owned this sword must be ruthless and loveless in order to become one with the Jueqing Swordman. At that time, Feng Shiqilang just laughed at the name, and he believed in the sword even more.
Spirituality lies in the user's care for the sword, not the entanglement of love.
He flipped three times in the air, slashed his sword flatly, then suddenly landed on the ground and jumped straight up. With a long roar, he shot straight into the sky. A flash of sword light flew into the sky, and the flying leaves in the forest fell like rain to the ground.
"Papa papa!" Three rounds of applause rang out in the distance, which sounded particularly clear in the silent woods. Then a person said: "Feng Shiqiu Lang, you are indeed here!"
Feng Shiqilang was stunned. Even without looking back, he already knew that the person coming was Liu Qingcong. If his guess was correct, this matter had something to do with Hong Gu.
Liu Qingcong stared at his back. The moonlight was hazy. He was motionless among the fallen leaves. She knew it was him. That familiar feeling was irreplaceable.
"Why, don't you want to see me again?" Liu Qingcong sneered.
Feng Shiqilang slowly turned around and said calmly: "Miss Liu... No, no, I should call you Young Madam now. Young Madam, you are well."
"I'm not good at all. If you were deceived by others, can you still pretend that nothing happened?" Liu Qingcong frowned and stared at his face.