Luo Qingcheng bent down, grabbed her with one hand, pulled Feng Nishang up from the ground, then held her waist, sighed slightly, "I should wait and show up again."
Feng Nishang glared at him, "Then just wait and collect my ashes!"
Luo Qingcheng was amused by her expression, "Even if everyone in the world dies, I estimate you can still live for several hundred years."
"I don't like hearing this anymore. Do you think I'm an old monster?"
Luo Qingcheng said seriously, "I thought you were a little monster!"
"I'm going to fuck you! Before half of your face recovered, you looked like a monster and his relatives, you know? Don't think that I don't recognize you because you abandoned your status as a monster relative. You just put on a sheep's clothing.
I know you are not a sheep."
Luo Qingcheng smiled more and more happily, stretched out his hand to rub her long hair, "I wonder why you are so convoluted when talking?"
"It's not me, it's your head that's tied up and you're a little stupid!"
Luo Qingcheng stopped talking, but smiled very fondly. Seeing this, Feng Nishang thrust the sword of judgment onto the ground, then put her arms around Luo Qingcheng's neck, and wrapped her hands around his waist, like a
Like a koala, she rubbed his cheek and said, "I miss you, you know?"
"I didn't know just now, but now I know." The curvature of the corners of Luo Qingcheng's mouth became wider and wider.
When Feng Nishang heard this, she sighed softly, "I knew that my choice was wrong at the beginning. You said you were so ugly, so I fell in love with you. When you became prettier, I immediately fell in love with you.
"
Luo Qingcheng's hand squeezed her waist, and Feng Nishang immediately smiled playfully again.
She looked around, "Where are Fatty and the others? Aren't they with you?"
"When the storm came, we separated, and we haven't seen them yet."
Feng Nishang and Pang Dun were separated after encountering a sea storm, but Luo Qingcheng was only anxious to find Feng Nishang and found Feng Nishang with the stone bearing the mark of his life.
As for Pang Dun, Nangong Le, and Maomao Purple Clouded Leopard, they don’t know where they went.
Feng Nishang thought of what happened just now, and suddenly got off Luo Qingcheng's body, pulled out the sword of judgment, and said: "Is this thing a holy weapon???"
When Luo Qingcheng appeared just now, she seized the opportunity. Damn it, it almost killed her. How could she not take this thing away!?
Definitely take it away!
Luo Qingcheng took the Sword of Judgment and frowned, "It was a mistake."
"What's wrong?"
Luo Qingcheng looked at Feng Nishang, "I should have killed three of them just now."
Her eyes suddenly widened, "What should I say?"
"Judge."
"Judge???"
Luo Qingcheng did not continue speaking, but his eyes caught sight of Luo Lin and Amon.
Feng Nishang followed his gaze and realized, "He is Amon and she is Luo Lin."
She told Luo Qingcheng everything that happened in the Heavenly Corpse Sect.
Amon and Luo Lin are corpse warriors, and their level is corpse king. Now they have a relationship with Feng Nishang, which is equivalent to a big help, but——
"Put them both in disguise." Luo Qingcheng said.
Then, he took a closer look at Amon and Luo Lin, and saw that these two corpse kings were different from the other corpse kings.
Zhiwu does not have any consciousness or emotions, and is completely the tool of the Tianzhi Sect to kill people. However, because of the previous incident, both Luo Lin and Amon had expressions on their faces, which surprised Luo Qingcheng.