"Go to the second floor, the air is better there."
Standing in Luo Zi's dedicated practice room on the second floor, Luo Qingfeng laughed out loud when recalling the way he left happily after saying those words.
That old man is not bad.
"squeak"
A slight noise came from behind, and she turned around to look.
The next moment, she fell into a hug, her face turned cold, and she was about to attack with her backhand. The familiar smell floated into her breath, and her movements stopped.
Looking up, Luo Qingfeng sweated violently when a familiar cold ghost face came into view.
He's really everywhere
Not even the Luo Family Martial Arts Tower can stop him.
However, how could she see sparks in those eyes?
"What are you doing?" Luo Qingfeng raised his head and looked directly into those sparkling eyes and asked in confusion.
The strong arms tightened, encircling the thin man in his arms, and the two bodies were close to each other with almost no gap.
"No one is allowed to be my teacher," he said domineeringly.
Don't worry about her. She just came here specially today. Who knew she would see that smelly old man robbing him?
Looking at this domineering man in his eyes, Luo Qingfeng chuckled.
"I didn't agree." This man is not generally domineering.
"So he is still alive now." A mere great spiritual master dared to snatch his people away. He was so tired of living.
"Then can you let go?" Luo Qingfeng lowered his head with black lines on his head. Does this man know what it means to accept and receive sex without intimacy?
Even if he is his master, he can't just hug her around.
Jiuxie hesitated for a while, then slowly let go of his hand. Luo Qingfeng quickly stepped away, widening the distance between the two.
"Humph, you have been thinking about whether to believe me for a long time, and you believed him the first time we met." He continued, his anger obviously not completely gone.
This is the most unpleasant thing for him
"How could I believe him?" Luo Qingfeng was even more embarrassed.
Where did he see it?
"You asked him about your mother's death. You never asked me this question." The little guy was not the first to ask him.
Luo Qingfeng ""
He was struggling with this question about his feelings. The first person he asked was not him.
What is the logic
He's not from the Luo family. If you ask him, he won't know.
"Let's talk about two questions. First, when did I think about it for a long time on whether to trust you or not?" Although she hesitated at the time, she didn't think about it for a long time.
"Then you still sit there from afternoon to evening." The ghost-faced man said calmly.
"I'm a little tired, sit there and rest." Who thought about that question at that time?
no
The anger was like a rubber ball, half of it was released immediately.
"Also, although that old man is good, I will not become a disciple again, and I won't do it in the future." Luo Qingfeng said solemnly.
One master is troublesome enough, another one comes
The other half of the air in the ball completely disappeared.
The blazing eyes instantly curved into crescent moons.
"Do you have the weapons you want?" To become a spiritual master, you can't do it without weapons.
Jiuxie suddenly asked, the topic jumping around like a fly.
"I have thought about this for a long time. In Hongmeng Tianjue, I have taken a fancy to a sword." Her previous weapons were daggers and the like, and she was relatively good with swords.
"What kind of sword?" The thing in Hongmeng Tianjue must not be ordinary.
"Well, it's called residual blood."
Residual blood
His dark eyes flashed with surprise, and then a smile overflowed.