Xia Xiaoniu has already picked up the sword and may come back at any time. Xia Qianye is still cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the room and may push open the door and come out at any time. If they find something, how embarrassing would it be?

As expected, I was still a little too aggressive just now, and the assumptions I said were too straightforward!

Thinking of these questions, Lin Yueer instinctively wanted to push Shen Lang aside. She felt that the showdown was not good now, and many things were not ready yet...

But at this moment, Shen Lang was so close to her. As long as she explored her a little, she could kiss Shen Lang's face. Not only was she close, but her relationship with Shen Lang was so subtle and so close. As long as she took a small step, she could break the window paper. So she was reluctant to leave and pushed Shen Lang away...

But at this moment, an extremely familiar voice transmission sounded in her heart, disrupting the ambiguous atmosphere by the lake and eliminating a certain impulse in her heart.

At the same time, Shen Lang took the initiative to kiss her lips like a dragonfly...

"What are you doing?" Lin Yue'er, who has always been stubborn on the surface and soft on the inside, suddenly escaped from a distance like a frightened kitten, pulled out the sword at her waist, and said viciously: "You're tired of living, right? You're taking advantage of me again."

In the past, Shen Lang was always scared to death when he saw Lin Yue'er drawing his sword, but once he was born and familiar with him twice, he was always scared like this. How could he be afraid at this time?

"Hey! Didn't you ask me the question just now? I'm answering you with practical actions! Where can I take advantage of you?" Shen Lang said shamelessly.

"You... don't get me wrong. The friend I'm talking about is really a friend, not myself." Lin Yue'er explained.

But no matter how you hear this explanation, it is suspected that there is no silver here, and the more you draw it, the darker it becomes.

Shen Lang felt a little funny and a little proud when he saw the unattainable fairy.

"He is heartless!" Lin Yue'er cursed and ran towards the distance. She thought to herself, she couldn't explain clearly anyway, so she simply didn't explain and let it go.

"Where are you going?" Shen Lang immediately chased after him.

"Senior Sister Qiu is here in Qingyun, and she is in the Yuqing Hall of the head of the sect. Let me go there now." Lin Xian'er said.

"Senior Sister Qiu?" Shen Lang was suddenly shocked and immediately thought of the Kunlun patrol envoy who was slashing at the demon. "Why did she come suddenly? You shouldn't have lied to me?"

"I have nothing to do, so I like to lie to you. My sister has already arrived at Yuqing Palace, which she sent me just now." Logically speaking, Lin Yue'er didn't seem to need to report this to Shen Lang, but for some reason, when Shen Lang asked her, she always wanted to answer without reservation.

That feeling is like a young wife who is about to leave the house. She must briefly report to her husband where she is going before leaving...

"Also...If I have something to do these days and don't have time to go back to Bihu Xiaozhu to teach you, you can learn it according to the sword score." Lin Yue'er handed over a sword score to Shen Lang, "This is the sword score of the Qiankun Eight Swords. My sister and I also learned this set of sword techniques... By the way! You can't chew too much. You can learn the Qiankun Eight Swords in the future. Sword control is the foundation. Practice that first, and then learn the Qiankun Eight Swords, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

Holding the sword guide with you, listening to Lin Yue'er's careful advice like a young wife, Shen Lang felt sweet and thought, he would never let such a stingy little wife...

"Run, run! Let you go this time, I will definitely eat you next time!"

Shen Lang was thinking this way, and suddenly heard the door of the room in the distance open slightly, Xia Qianye walked out slowly: "Why are you giggling? Why is Master Yue'er leaving so anxious?"

"Uh..." Shen Lang really wanted to tell Xia Qianye that maybe he could call him Master Yue'er instead of calling him Sister Yue'er, or call him Yue'er directly? After all, Lin Yue'er has long been his woman. If all three of them became his wife, then they would naturally be sisters under the same roof. Of course, the more casual the title is, the closer they appear.

But if you think about it carefully, Lin Yue'er seems to be not ready yet. With Xia Qianye's reserve, it must be difficult to accept such things at once. If you expose the matter too thoroughly in advance, it will be a bit bad.

Xia Qianye didn't pay attention to Shen Lang's strange expression at this moment. He just looked around and asked in confusion: "Where has Qianjie been there?"

"It's strange. She went to pick up the sword and said it should be back." Shen Lang came to his senses and told Xia Qianye about the situation just now. "Will the girl run too far and get lost? I'll go find her."

"Let's go together. After finding her, we will go directly to Huiwu Square. Calculate the time. Qingyun Huiwu is about to start." As they said, the two of them walked along the shallow snow line on the ground and headed far away...

...

A sword that can leave a snow line on the ground with just the power of the soul is activated, and naturally it cannot be an ordinary sword. In fact, that sword is indeed not ordinary.

Because the sword is called "Xueqing" and is one of the ten famous swords of Chixiao Peak. It is a sword given to Li Xuejun by Chixiao Real Person.

"Where has the sword gone?" Xia Xiaoniu followed the snow line left on the grass and unknowingly left the blue green lake. She gradually walked out of the range of the back mountain and found the Xueqing sword on the trunk at the edge of the Lingyuan.

"It's so far away! It's actually here." Xia Xiaoniu ran to the trunk happily and was about to pull the Xueqing Sword.

"You are worthy of touching my sword?" But at this moment, a cold voice came from the Spirit Garden. Li Xuejun walked out of the Spirit Garden, with a faint disdain on her cold face.

Of course it is not a coincidence that she would suddenly appear here. Because she was invited by Zhang Licheng, she was already a guest in Lingyuan, and Lingyuan and Bihu Xiaozhu were separated by a lake. Therefore, when Xueqing Sword flew towards this side, she immediately felt the breath of Xueqing Sword.

After all, it was her sword, and the breath of Xue Qing sword, she was so familiar with it!

"Your sword? I don't like it yet, please take it." Xia Xiaoniu thought about it carefully, and then took two steps back smartly.

She said this truth. The Xia family's wealth is amazing. She can play with Taoist puppets worth three to five million spirit stones as toys. When Shen Lang gave her Xue Qing sword, she didn't want it. Instead, she wanted the bracelet made by Shen Lang himself, and said that Shen Lang took the sword and sold it. Perhaps it could sell millions of spirit stones...

How can Miss Xia Er be nervous about such a broken sword? It is because of Shen Lang that she is willing to come and find a sword... But since Li Xuejun is here, she can't beat Li Xuejun. Do you have to hold on and be beaten for such a broken sword and then be snatched away by Li Xuejun?

Xia Xiaoniu is not that stupid.

Li Xuejun ignored her and raised her hand to pull out the Xueqing sword...

"It's so far away!" Shen Lang and Xia Qianye walked along the small path by the lake and left Bihu, left the back mountain. Looking up, they happened to see Xia Xiaoniu and Li Xuejun being together, and their hearts suddenly tightened!

I was nervous, of course I was not nervous that the valuable sword was taken away by Li Xuejun, but I was worried that Li Xuejun would attack Xia Xiaoniu...

When Xia Xiaoniu saw Shen Lang, she had no choice but to spread her hands at Shen Lang, as if she was saying, "We don't want that broken sword."

Shen Lang felt much more relaxed in his heart, knowing that Xia Xiaoniu was not stupid because of the broken sword to fight Li Xuejun. After all, Xia Xiaoniu is the youngest and the weakest. Now she only has the cultivation level of the second level of the True Spirit, and is far from Li Xuejun's opponent.

If she was really stupid, she should have fought with Li Xuejun and injured herself, Shen Lang would definitely feel distressed.

But at this moment!

Li Xuejun saw Shen Lang's worried and nervous expression, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She suddenly raised her palm and slapped Xia Xiaoniu in the face...
Chapter completed!