Lu Miaozi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm old, I don't know how many times I missed my eyes today. This man's martial arts are really brilliant, chasing Ning Doqi. Qu Ao has already completed his sublimation, and both his confidence and status have reached the extreme. No one in the world dares to take it head-on, but he asked him to clean up the last stroke and finger easily. This man's martial arts are so terrifying and so arrogant."

Fu Qian's face was as deep as water, his hands tightly clenched, not knowing what he was thinking. The people around him came to their senses and the voices of discussion became louder. Wang Bo glanced at Qu Ao who fell on the ground, and said he was lucky. If he couldn't help it at that time, he would have ended up like the other party.

Song Lu sighed: "As he is as good as his martial arts, he is indeed qualified to challenge his elder brother. Fortunately, the Song family did not have any conflicts with him from the beginning to the end. After this battle, the Xiangyang forces made up for the last shortcoming, established a stable foothold, and truly had the qualifications to dominate the world." But he was thinking in his heart, seeing whether he could reach an alliance with the Xiangyang forces with the help of this friendship.

Chang Shumou and others packed up Qu Ao's body and left silently, and everyone wanted to retreat as well.

At this time, a figure flew out from the head of the building and landed on the Tianjin Bridge. A gentle voice sounded: "Sister Feixuan, sister, I know you are watching the battle here too, otherwise we can join in the fun and come out to have a fight?"

Everyone looked at it and saw a fairy who appeared out of thin air in the position where Shen Yuanjing was standing. Her skin was as fat as fat and her hands were as plain as green onions. She was as frost as snow, and the air was broken. The moon gradually became less and the sky became dimmer, as if the moon did not dare to compete with her.

The whole audience was so quiet that the needle could be heard, only the sound of the occasional turbulent waves blowing by the breeze. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were stunned and blurted out together, saying, "Wu Xiao!"

This sound woke Lu Miaozi up and asked anxiously: "What, do you say she is a sage, the successor of the contemporary demon?"

The two nodded again and said, "It's not wrong. Although Sister Wu's temperament has changed greatly, her eyebrows and eyes are still unparalleled in the world; her tone is extremely different, but her voice is still so pleasant that we will never forget it even if we die."

Lu Miaozi's face was solemn and a little confused, muttering to himself: "How come it is? Why doesn't it look like it at all?" Kou Zhong asked: "What doesn't look like?" But he didn't answer.

"Oh!" A soft sigh pulled everyone out of their intoxication, and then the female voice that Dingdong, like a pearl and jade, said: "Sister Wu, the dispute between us has not yet reached the time for an agreement, why are you so anxious?"

But I saw a person walking out of the crowd at the other end of the bridge, his figure neither slow nor fast, and every step seemed just right. A long light green gown moved slightly with the wind, with little swing, but it was particularly elegant.

Shi Feixuan was hung with an elegant ancient sword on her back, with a few strands of long hair floating down from her ears, gently hooking the hilt of the sword, as if indicating that the sword should be here.

As she stepped onto the bridge, the moon in the sky leaned out again, and the light increased greatly, but she did not dare to fall with force. She just gently put on her gauze layer by layer.

Her face was particularly clear, like the gathering of spiritual energy in the world, and her eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were so delicate that it made people suspect that it was carefully carved by the craftsman in the sky, but it also had natural like clear water. It was really a bit more and a bit less.

Standing here, these two people absorbed the essence of the entire Luoyang. In everyone's eyes, these two people could no longer have any thoughts. They only felt that the world was beautiful, but that's it.

The widow smiled gently, and everyone fell into it. The smile was not as charming as peony, nor as cold as Fuji. If you say it feels, it may be a wild flower I suddenly saw on the way, a peach blossom, apricot blossom, gardenia, or an unknown wild flower in the weeds next to the road. It does not depend on its identity and is not in line with the season, making people feel happy when they see it.

She spoke as crisply as the sing of orioles, and said, "Anyway, we are mortal enemies, and the promise of these twenty years has almost arrived. Why bother to worry about this day and two days, one month and two months? My sister has been practicing martial arts, and she was just hooked by the bad guy again. Her hands are itchy. My sister plays with me for a while. OK!"

This innocent style, coupled with a slightly coquettish tone, was like a girl next door opening her eyes wide and begging someone to take her to the ridge of the field to catch loaches. Even Lu Miaozi was a little moved, as if she saw a little girl coming to take the corner of his clothes, and she couldn't help but smile kindly.

Only Shi Feixuan's face was like a Bodhisattva in the temple, and there was still no change at all, but her heart was already filled with storms. As an enemy of life and death, apart from the Yingui Sect itself, Cihang Jingzhai is the force that best understands the great magic of the heavenly demons.

She even became familiar with the characteristics and power of the Demon Dao, other than Zhu Yuyan and the Demon Dao, the descendants of the Demon Dao, such as Bian Bufu, Wen Caiting, Dan Mei, etc. But what is the performance of Demon Dao has anything to do with the Demon Dao? She felt that things were far out of control and couldn't help but feel a little solemn.

"This is definitely not the Demonic Art." Lu Miaozi came back to his senses, said intimately, and hesitated for a moment, thinking: "No, maybe it was because the Demonic Art that had been practiced to the highest level and reached the realm of returning to nature."

This guess scared him to sweat a lot and he immediately woke up. He looked at the other party carefully. The light yellow clothes were not very expensive, but what kind of clothes he wore became extraordinary when he wore them.

The facial features are the same. When you take them out separately, they are all flawless gems. They are placed together and then calm down, turning into flowers, plants and trees, growing in the wild, with natural achievements and natural charm.

Her hair was not deliberately fiddled with it, and she casually wrapped it behind her head. There was only an ordinary green hairpin stuck on it, which was a little messy. It seemed that she was not going out to meet guests, but she was ordinary living at home and looking comfortable.

No matter how Lu Miaozi looked at it, she could not see that there was any magical charm on her body. Those fatal attraction seemed to be all her own.

Lu Miaozi couldn't help but look at Shi Feixuan and became worried. He was familiar with Cihang's Sword Book and the Demonic Art, and understood that the two had been fighting since they appeared. Now, the successor of Jingzhai is a little short of that.

Shi Feixuan let go of her worries and spoke softly, her voice seemed to float from the horizon, saying, "Since my sister is willing, I should obey my orders."

After saying that, she untied the sword from her back, lifted the hilt over the end of her hair, like the breeze blowing through the lotus leaves after the rain, crystal clear water droplets rolling down, making people intoxicated.

She held the sword in her left hand and pressed the hilt with her right hand, and her face became solemn and dignified. She felt like worshipping her, and she opened her mouth slightly and said, "Please!"

Unhappy, Wu Wu pulled out the Demon Slash from his waist calmly, pulled it a few times, like a naughty child, threw a stone into the lotus pond, shocked a bunch of gulls and herons, and giggled, "Then sister, you're welcome."
Chapter completed!