"It doesn't have to be so serious."

Ying Qian tangled her long hair and sighed as she felt the spiritual power gradually boiling in her body.

Comfortable!

The feeling before that I was weak and weak, and could only be controlled by others.

It's really uncomfortable.

"You just need to stand aside and watch the show."

Ying Qian stood up, turned his palms, and the red sword returned to the world.

Coming from the blueprint.

Until he leaves.

It only takes half an hour.

Yingqian can actually recover as before?

Shen Yan was happy at first, and then deep worry appeared in his eyes.

That is what a treasure of heaven and earth is.

It will never work so quickly.

"Master, you..."

Shen Yan was about to ask, but Ying Qian had already shaken his head.

The blade of the sword produced a bright buzzing sound.

She raised her chin.

His expression was full of pride.

"Gone."

Ying Qian walked to the door, looked back at Shen Yan, and said with a smile:

"Master will take you to fight!"

She could have tolerated Yunying for two days.

But she moved Shen Yan.

They all bullied Yingqian's apprentice.

She is the master.

If you can continue to turn a blind eye...

Then it's not Yingqian.

"You don't have to show up."

Ying Qian picked up his sword, slowed down and walked side by side with Shen Yan.

I saw Siyin Pavilion.

She lowered her eyes and looked around, then said:

"Master, this time, I guarantee that Yunying will hide with her tail between her legs whenever she sees the three words Youxian Pavilion!"

Summoned a cloud to protect Shen Yan.

Ying Qian raised his sword.

Then there was a thunderous noise in Siyin Pavilion.

Just a few breaths of free time.

That fairy pavilion, wonderful flowers and wonderful grass.

They were all in ruins.

It was as if a shocking robbery had taken place beneath my feet.

Yunying's eyes turned red when she saw this scene.

This Siyin Pavilion is her territory.

Carefully taken care of for many years.

But Ying Qian made a fuss.

Everything becomes empty.

I'm afraid it would be a bit more miserable than the crops that the locusts flew over.

"Yingqian!"

Yunying screamed.

The breath blows the white gauze on the face.

Showing a hideous scar across half of her face.

But she didn't care anymore.

No matter who comes this time.

Nothing can stop her from dealing with this bitch Yingqian!

The guqin floats.

Yunying directly showed the magic weapon at the bottom of the box.

A series of invisible sharp blades rushed straight towards Yingqian.

But she didn't even hide.

There was even a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips.

Yingqian didn't even bother to lift the sword.

Just one look.

All the sharp knives that came at me dispersed lightly.

She seemed to be waving away something dirty.

He waved his hand casually.

Then he said:

"That's it?"

Yingqian took a step forward.

The hem of the skirt rises slightly.

The red spiritual power is like the tide.

Carrying a shocking power, it landed on Yunying.

She hasn't even started yet.

Yunying couldn't help but take two steps back.

"As the master of a pavilion in Qingheng Mountain, you only have this ability?"

Ying Qian sighed.

Put the sword on your shoulder.

Yunying asked with curiosity:

"You are a soft persimmon, but you can't be so easy to pinch, right?"

"Why did you recover?!"

Yunying growled lowly.

I don’t want to lose too completely.

She endured the surge in her body and tried her best to take a step forward.

Yingqian narrowed his eyes.

Roll up a strand of broken hair.

Tangled around the fingertips.

She sighed quietly.

Then he said with a lonely look:

"Because it's always cold at high places."

Arrogant!

Extremely arrogant!

The arrogance that stepped on Yunying’s face!

Yunying's silver teeth would be bitten into pieces.
To be continued...