Chapter 83 Does my sister feel anything? (Kneeling and begging to read
A sword flew into the air, Qingping's sword was overwhelming.
Under the terrifying pressure of this Sword Sect's most precious treasure, no matter how high you are in the realm of returning to the virtual world, you still have to bow your head and bend down!
Northern Jiangsu slowly stood in the void, with green crowns and white shirts hunting in the wind and snow.
Shuang Moo squinted slightly, staring into Luo Ritian's eyes with a deep meaning that no one could understand.
Luo Ritian swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, his mind went blank, and he stared at the sword in Su Bei's hand and Su Bei's calm eyes.
His body trembled slightly, and he involuntarily took a step back again.
The Wuhuaque disciples behind him were even more shocked. They looked at Su Bei who looked like an immortal in the sky, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.
"You stepped on my foot..."
"Spineless thing! Don't give up!"
"Your pants are wet, wipe them dry while you talk."
"I take back what I said before. I have one thing to say. Elder Su really supports..."
"Indeed! I saw it too! So big!"
"..."
Luo Ritian took a deep breath to calm down. Looking at the group of unsatisfactory things behind him, he turned his head again and looked at Su Bei, who was leaning over in the sky and watching all this.
Curse secretly!
"I lost the Qingping Sword that was hundreds of years old??"
“It’s true that the Sword Sect burned the ancestral tomb and burned out the Qingping Sword??”
Luo Ritian's hands were tightly clenched under his body, and his face twitched involuntarily.
What a shame!
This time Wuhuaque was completely embarrassed!
And this is Subei.
If he was in the middle stage of becoming a god, he would stand on his head and eat*!
At the very least, it must be in the late stage of returning to void or at its peak!
Who does this? Is it interesting? Is it fun to pretend to be weak every day?
Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? What a damn bad idea. But I have to say it’s true**
Although I don’t know much about the Qingping Sword, the most precious treasure of the Sword Sect, it must, absolutely, cannot be used by Su Beiming in the realm of deity transformation!
Even if you just simply pull out the Qingping Sword, I'm afraid you have to at least return to the peak of virtual reality or join the path...
This beep was made by him...
Luo Ritian shook his head fiercely, his brows furrowed, his eyes looking at Su Bei with deep fear, he picked up a tea bowl and threw it to the ground!
"I didn't expect...I lost so completely - blanch!!"
Then he glanced at the Wuhuaque disciple who was still pushing and shoving him. He felt depressed for no reason, and kicked him away.
"Don't you think it's embarrassing enough to be here?"
"Get out of here!"
Now it's better, at least in Mo City, Wuhuaque's face is probably going to be lost...
Luo Ritian panted, looked around at the cheering people, comforted himself, and murmured to himself:
"Fortunately, only people in Mo City know about this, and the news will not spread anywhere else for a while..."
"At least the news will not spread so widely before the sect's recruitment meeting!"
"Otherwise, I would really have no face to see others."
"Now we have to go to the ancient Nanfeng country!"
"..."
...
Shan Wulan's misty eyes stared at Su Bei above the sky. Her originally fair and delicate face was slightly red at this moment, glistening beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her two small lips were lightly opened at this time.
He closed it again, and his breathing was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow.
Senior brother is helping himself out!
Senior brother can't bear to see himself being wronged?
Sure enough, in the heart of senior brother, he is more important than anyone else!
Could it be that I am my senior brother’s forbidden love?
Shan Wulan was thinking wildly, looking deeply at Su Bei above the sky.
The slender jade legs hidden under the skirt of the purple shirt were tightly crossed and could not help but straighten, rubbing gently.
A pair of jade feet inside the sword-patterned high-heeled shoes are slightly arched, and the crystal-clear and round toes are constantly varicose.
The slender hand holding the long sword was trembling gently as if it had been electrocuted.
For Su Bei, at first she simply wanted to possess him alone. She would react when she saw her senior brother, but from beginning to end Shan Wulan didn't understand whether her feelings were so-called likes!
She didn't know what her senior brother thought of her.
But that night in Hongge, I felt relieved after hearing Su Bei's words.
——Only love goes in both directions!
Yes, in the heart of the senior brother, he is the junior sister that he is proud of.
Neither party has said anything, and he and his senior brother have rarely communicated...
But, isn’t this another kind of telepathy?
Shan Wulan touched her somewhat hot ears, looked at Su Bei, suddenly laughed, inserted the long sword back into her waist, held her red cheeks, and said softly:
"Brother, how much do you like me..."
...
Mo Xiaoqiang's eyes were as big as eggs, and his mouth was so wide that he could almost stuff a bun into it.
He looked at Su Bei with a shocked expression, at the group of Wuhua Que disciples who slapped their butts and fled, and at Mo Li licking the small sword next to him...
He took a deep breath, then sat upright, unblinking, looking at his sister beside him curiously.
Mo Limei's eyes narrowed, and she turned back to look at Mo Xiaoqiang, who was sitting upright, with confusion, then took out the small sword from Tan's mouth, frowned and said in confusion:
"What are you looking at?"
Mo Xiaoqiang blinked, looked back at the sky where Elder Su had slowly fallen to the ground, and then looked at Mo Li's ears which seemed to be getting redder and redder, and said obediently:
"Sister, don't you feel anything?"
Feel?
Mo Li frowned, his eyes full of doubts, and said:
"Mo Xiaoqiang, why are you playing riddles? What do you feel? What did you say?"
"..."
A smirk appeared on the corner of Mo Xiaoqiang's mouth, he shook his head at Mo Li, then stood up and ran towards Su Bei.
Su Bei inserted the Qingping Sword back into his waist and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the crowd of spectators who were crowded around him with expressions of shock and admiration on their faces.
So cool!
Sure enough, regular pretending is beneficial to physical and mental health and the all-round development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills.
This indescribable feeling can only be said that the water is too deep, but no one who has enjoyed it can control it!
For the beep that you pretended just now, give it a nine points!
One point short of full score.
After all, if I could stab the sky with the Qingping Sword just now, the effect would be more than twice as powerful as it is now!
But I still know my two brushes very well. If I can pull them out, it is already the limit. If I want to stab him with a sword, I am afraid that I will have to return to the peak of virtuality at least.
Why!
The road is long and long, and Xiao Ruoqing's foundation building feedback is too little now. When she waits for her golden elixir, her own cultivation will not be able to fly like a rocket...
What's more, there is Mo Li!
When he thought of Mo Li, Su Bei's eyes lit up.
Coming to Mo City this time is like killing four birds with one stone!
I found the missing disciple, got money to recruit new ones, pretended to be a big beep, and also discovered a red-talented disciple Miaozi!
As soon as he thought about this, Su Bei patted the head of Mo Xiaoqiang who was running towards him, and then looked at Mo Li.
However, the next moment, my heart skipped a beat!
strangeness!
Although there is something wrong with this Mo Li...but why is it so wrong?
That cold-looking face had flushed cheeks at the moment, and her eyes were filled with water as she looked at her, and she could see her mountains rising and falling rapidly and irregularly...