The girl in red looked at the lady Duanmu on the opposite side for a long time, holding a feather in his hand, his figure was very inconsistent, the majestic and magnificent black long sword trembled slightly like herself, glaring angrily, but the eyes of the girl in red were flooded, a trace of fluctuation, it seems that this Miss Duanmu is really a straw bag, it is really self-conscious, originally thought that since he is a beginner poison maker, the immortal cultivator should also be regarded as a mature and stable person who first entered the immortal gate, but he didn't expect it to be like this, the eldest lady has a temper, arrogant, it seems that he really looked down on him a few points before, Hui Shang, you don't have disdain, look at the opposite, girl, with a little contempt in his eyes, and ridicule。

Miss Duanmu, couldn't help but rise in anger, her face was blue and white, looking at the girl in red, with a leisurely demeanor, the black long sword in her hand, waved a few points in the air and was about to stab at the girl in red, but at this time he heard a majestic voice next to him with a little faint anger and indifference, cold.

Sheng'er, you're messing around again, don't put down the money quickly, don't embarrass our Duanmu family, for a girl, what kind of justice, not to mention that girl, it's his fault to take poison to harm people first, you are still strong words, this is not to let the world see the joke of our Duanmu family!

The girl in red couldn't help but glance at her curiously, and there was even a hint in her eyes, stunned, unexpectedly, at this time, there are also reasonable people! He also thought that this Duanmu family was all like Miss Duanmu with a low IQ, and I still had a bully and an arrogant and unreasonable person, and it seemed that there were still people. A few, with long hearts and brains.

It was the girl in red who looked at it indifferently. But he saw that the person who spoke, wearing a long robe like a moonlight, his eyebrows and eyes were full of contempt, he just glanced at the girl in red lightly, but he no longer spoke, it seemed that he was a high-minded and arrogant master.

The girl in red couldn't help but think. Looking at his attitude of teaching his own sister, it seems that he looks down on his own sister to the extreme? I don't know how he cultivates and how high his level is. I actually dare to look down on a genius sister who reads at the elementary level.

Although she doesn't like the character of this Miss Duanmu very much, she can't tolerate others. The chick belly is really not right with him. And he also looked disgusting, nostrils turned into the sky, but he also had to objectively admit that as a person, in just a few years, he was as quiet as ever, exposing the poison technique, the primary level and. Cultivating immortals, practicing. The set did not fall, but quickly entered, and it was rare for a female monk in the early days of foundation building.

The girl in red couldn't help but feel that it was the man in front of her, who was as indifferent as water, but between her eyebrows and eyes, there was a faint majesty that people could not despise, and she couldn't help but be a little puzzled, his cultivation could not see through himself, and he could not see through the cultivators who cultivated for himself, that was a very few, except for the high-level warlocks who could hide their cultivation, and the strength, the level was above the Jindan period, the immortal cultivators, or, the poison making, the stealth technique reached the level of the intermediate level or above, the immortal cultivators, but no one could escape his eyes。

In this way, this man could really be one of these situations, what kind of situation is it, what kind of level is he? The girl in red couldn't help but contemplatively ponder, and her eyes were no longer looking at a good show, with an indifferent look, but her eyes turned lightly, as if she was smiling, looking at it, the moon-white clothes, the young man's eyes, his eyes were like water, but they were like water, sparkling but people couldn't see the depth.

The man also turned his eyes at this time, his eyes looked at the girl in red, just a casual glance, but it made the girl in red feel like a thousand kinds of elegance flashed from his eyes, and there was really a kind of scene of letting himself see the scene of thousands of flowers in full bloom, was he a peach blossom, a demon transformed into a demon? The girl in red suddenly felt some burning in her chest, and this kind of burning was only felt when she saw the peach blossoms in the peach forest and space of herself? A feeling, that kind of unique feeling can only be real, when they meet, the demon beast in the peach forest, the peach blossom, when they first meet, they can experience the feeling of reunion after a long absence, but again, strange and familiar.

But why does this man give him the same feeling, he obviously doesn't know him, he has crossed over from the immortal cultivation world 500 years later, how can he know this man 500 years ago, he has no impression of her at all, I was not like this at all half a year ago, how could I meet him in the realm of trials, the girl in red couldn't help but shake her head and sighed, and even pulled her pretty face in annoyance, wasn't he really dreaming?

The girl in red couldn't help but think of coming, the promise made by Walnut when the immortal cultivation world passed the first test, a peerless red dress, like crying blood and remnant sun, with deep and affectionate eyes, peachwood, was looking at him in a daze, but lightly opened his lips and only said take care, and sent him here, but he instilled a body of spiritual power and several years of skill into his body to make him suddenly reborn, and regained such a sentence, a flawless body, so that he could return to his body 500 years ago, this is all lost, this song, the elf Tao Mo bred in the peach forest, only has all these opportunities he has today。

The girl in red, thinking about it, couldn't help but feel a little sad, her fists clenched tightly, and a touch of firmness appeared on her delicate and agile little face, no matter what, he will always insist on walking, whether it is the five spirit roots with extremely weak qualifications, or, in the process of trial, has been despised, the primary stage of qi training, he will start from the beginning, step by step to the end, climb to the top of the peak to enjoy it, the scenery from the heights, and will not disappoint the end of the Tang Dynasty, their single-minded expectations and hopes, and even will, step on thousands of glory and thousands of styles, proudly, return to the peach forest space, and take them back at the end of the Tang Dynasty。

The girl in red raised her eyebrows slightly, but when she raised her eyes, her eyes were the same clothes, as usual, smart and delicate, but full of banter, the face of a little ruffian, a look of indifferent, delusional Miss Mu, slightly trembling hands, holding black long swords, Zheng Lingzhi was in the air, his movements paused and looked at his brother timidly, the girl in red, at this time there was a little narrowness in her eyes.

Yes, it seems that Miss Duanmu is going to practice here, I didn't expect you to be a dignified, a beginner drug maker, that's it, the monk actually has to perform swordsmanship in public I have never heard of a law cultivator who can also perform swordsmanship, it seems that your performance this time is really, I have been preparing for a long time, I want to see what kind of wonderful performance you will bring us, come, everyone applauded, Miss Duanmu is going to show us a sword dance, but you can't let him be cold, this is the daughter of the Duanmu family, who dares to let the young lady of the Duanmu family appear on the stage is against the Duanmu family。 As soon as the girl in red's voice fell, the surroundings were intermittent, and she hesitated to think of the applause of Zero Er, and the aggravation of the tail note behind the girl in red became more and more enthusiastic, and it became hot for a while. (To be continued.) )