In terms of beauty, it is difficult to tell the difference between the two girls. However, in terms of figure, Su Yan's plump breasts and slender straight legs compare favorably to the slightly younger Lou Tingyu.
Although Lou Tingyu is young, he has a very deep city and did not show any anger. He said calmly: "In terms of reputation, Tingyu is indeed far inferior to Sister Su. It is said that Sister Su would not hesitate to kill a guru.
She sacrifices her own body to seduce the other person, and she is really unscrupulous in order to achieve her goals. She is indeed a sexy goddess in the eyes of men all over the world."
Su Yan was so angry that she ground her teeth and couldn't help but want to teach Lou Tingyu a lesson.
"Yan'er, we are here to wish you a happy birthday."
Su Yan ignored and grabbed Su Yan's wrist and pulled her back. Then, he cupped his fists and raised his hands to everyone in the Thousand Machines Chamber of Commerce, then led the disciples of the Southern Sword Sect into the Blood Clothes Castle.
Su Yan did not expect Lou Tingyu to be so powerful. She originally wanted to help Lin Ke fight against the injustice, but she counterattacked lightly.
Su Yan sighed secretly when she thought of her reputation that had been so ruined.
The beauty ranked fifth in the beauty list seems to be infinitely beautiful and attracts everyone's attention, but she has also attracted countless rumors. Of course, the main reason is because she usually wears too sexy clothes, has a hot figure, has a perverse personality, and speaks without any scruples.
She kept saying things like "Lin Ke is her lover" at all times.
If she doesn’t recruit evildoers, who will?
Lou Tingyu stared at Su Yan's graceful back, a sarcastic look flashed in her almond-shaped eyes, and secretly said: "A woman with big breasts and no brains is not worthy of being my opponent. My opponents are only Nie Xiansang, and...
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Thinking of Feng Xiaoqian, Lou Tingyu was so filled with hatred that he had already sworn in his heart that he would find out her identity at all costs, peel off her skin inch by inch, and cut her body into pieces.
Looking at all this from a distance, Lin Ke looked very calm.
What surprised Lin Ke was that when he saw stunning beauties like Su Yan and Lou Tingyu, Yan Feng, who was standing not far away, showed no signs of movement. He didn't look like a young man at all.
Little did he know that what Yan Feng was thinking about was Feng Xiaoqian in the car next to him.
Yan Feng met Feng Xiaoqian once. In his opinion, both Su Yan and Lou Tingyu were just mortal beauties, and there was no comparison with Feng Xiaoqian.
She is not a beauty, but an immortal from the world of mortals.
Feng Xiaoqian's old voice sounded in the car, "Zangfeng, I heard that you were seriously injured, your Dantian was shattered, your meridians were severed, and you can no longer practice martial arts. Can I help you take a look?"
Lin Ke and Yan Feng were both surprised.
Unexpectedly, this elder of the Holy Palace would be so enthusiastic. Lin Ke cupped his hands and said, "No need, it can't be cured."
"If you haven't tried it, how do you know it's definitely useless? I'm very accomplished in the art of elixirs."
Feng Xiaoqian has been studying medicine and alchemy with a master of elixirs from the Holy Sect. Because of his extremely high talent, his attainments in some aspects have exceeded those of Chang Shituo.
Feng Xiaoqian had long wanted to personally investigate Lin Ke's injuries.
Even if you can't restore his cultivation, it would be good if you can help him survive.
Lin Ke didn't want outsiders to know about being able to practice again for the time being, so he refused again.
In the car, Feng Xiaoqian frowned with two slender eyebrows and said to himself: "It's too abnormal to refuse to treat him for free. What is he trying to hide?"
The more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong.
Unable to suppress her curiosity, Feng Xiaoqian's white jade fingers on her right hand burst out with wisps of vitality.
The vitality was intertwined and turned into an almost substantial white silk thread. Like a spiritual snake, the white silk thread flew out of the Qinglu Snowmobile and wrapped around Lin Ke's wrist.
Lin Ke noticed a hint of coolness coming from his wrist and looked down.
"Don't move."
A hoarse voice came from the car.
"Such a profound cultivation. This thread of vitality cannot be broken free by my current cultivation. Moreover, if she is willing, she can cut off my hand with just a slight exertion."
Lin Ke knew that the other party was already suspicious and could not continue to evade, so he took all his energy back into his heart and hid it.
A light thread branched out from the vitality thread on his wrist, penetrated into Lin Ke's skin, and wandered around inside his body.
Seeing this scene, Yan Feng narrowed his eyes, showing a look of jealousy and confusion.
The second young lady has always been like an iceberg, unable to get close to anyone, and seems to have no interest in anything. Yan Feng once felt that she was not a human being.
However, she actually offered to help Zang Feng treat him again and again.
Why do you attach so much importance to this outer saint who has just joined the Holy Palace? What is so special about him?
"Maybe the second lady just wants to take this opportunity to find out Zang Feng's identity to prevent people from the Demon Alliance from sneaking into the Holy Sect." Yan Feng thought.
He never believed that a mere body-refining warrior could have such an important weight in the second young lady's heart.
After a while.
"Why?"
An extremely angry old voice came from the Qinglu Snowmobile.
Feng Xiaoqian's hands trembled slightly, and her emotions fluctuated greatly. She couldn't control the vitality thread, and the thread collapsed into mist. She bit her lip with her teeth, and said again: "Why did your lower dantian disappear? Your lower dantian disappeared?
Why is the upper Dantian broken? Why?"
Lin Ke did not expect that the elder of the Holy Palace would have such a big reaction.
"Thank you for your concern, elder. I have already said that it cannot be cured." Lin Ke said calmly.
Thousands of guesses emerged in Feng Xiaoqian's mind, and he thought to himself: "There is indeed a problem. If Master Yi Yi is really a virtuous master who cannot bear to kill his disciples and only destroys brother Lin Ke's cultivation. Then, store
How can the life essence in the Dantian be destroyed?"
In the past, Feng Xiaoqian only thought that Lin Ke was injured too seriously and only had a few months left to live.
Now it seems that there must be something behind this matter.
"Brother Lin Ke, what are you hiding? Why are you hiding it?"
Feng Xiaoqian wanted to tell Lin Ke immediately about her identity, and then ask personally what happened to the Xuanjing Sect.
But……
Does brother Lin Ke still remember her?
"In his memory, I was probably just a fisherman girl who was rescued by chance. Three years later, does he still have any impression in his mind?"
"Besides, even if I say that you are my savior, he probably won't believe me. Lou Tingyu has already hurt him so deeply."
"He didn't even tell Grandpa Lin, how could he tell me this... strange woman?"
Feng Xiaoqian sadly discovered that she had only had wishful thinking all along. It was very possible that brother Lin Ke didn't know who she was.
The sun sets in the west, reflecting a golden glow on the horizon.
The convoys all entered the Blood Clothes Castle, and the birthday banquet began. Even if you stood ten miles away, you could feel the excitement in the castle.
Lin Ke raised his head, looked at the sky, and said: "Elder, there is no difference in time!"
"Well, let's send a message to Su Yan and let her serve the main course." Feng Xiaoqian said.
As the fifth-ranked beauty in the beauty list, Su Yan's popularity on the original Skynet is extremely high, even surpassing those powerful martial arts masters.
Because of this, countless people are paying attention to Su Yan's every move.
A wooden high platform was built in the center of the Square of Blood Clothes Castle. Seven famous ladies, headed by Lou Tingyu, sang, danced, and played music, pushing the atmosphere of the entire birthday banquet to its peak.
Chen Yu, a young son of the Chen family, one of the four major families, has no interest in the seven famous ladies on the stage because his goddess is Su Yan.
Holding the original mirror in hand, Chen Yu entered the original Skynet and carefully read the information Su Yan had posted. He wanted to know more about her and talk to the goddess later.
"Wow——"
Original mirror, tremble slightly.
"The goddess seems to have released new information, what could it be?"
Chen Yu felt slightly excited and opened the message Su Yan had just posted on the original Skynet, and a mirror image emerged.
At first, Chen Yu was full of expectations. Gradually, the expression on his face became solemn and frightened. Finally, he held his breath and his heart beat wildly.
He raised his head, stared at Yuan Che who was sitting at the top of the birthday banquet, and took a breath: "He is... the second disciple of the Lord of the Ghost Palace."
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Chen Yu held the original mirror and quietly came to the head of the Chen family and whispered: "Master, I have something important to report."
"Let's wait until the banquet is over," Chen Jianan said.
Chen Yu said: "I can't wait."
Chen Jianan's face turned stern, he put down his wine glass, and asked solemnly: "What happened?"
Chen Yu presented the original mirror and placed it in front of Chen Canan. Immediately, the mirror image of Yuan Che, the Lord of the Blood-clothed Castle, emerged.