Li Fuyang still did not kneel down, from the time that man stood up to now, almost two hours had passed, and during these two hours, Li Fuyang's spirit was once close to breaking down.The sound in that Spirit Mansion had never stopped even more.That man had even begun to walk towards Li Fuyang.Li Fushang shook her head violently, "I'm not kneeling, what do I want to kneel, don't give reasons, I'm not giving you reasons, I just don't want to kneel!"Li Fuyao was close to madness.This was determined by the pain he had suffered in those two hours.Spiritual mansion is suddenly silent, no one can make a sound, if Li Fushang can see the light inside, should know that the Li Fushang sitting in the spiritual mansion has now been dissipated.There was no Li Fuzhuang in the Spiritual Mansion, and all those things were thoughts born within him.In a choice that was close to forgetting everything, Li Fuyang did not choose to kneel.Li F

I thought this was a story about love, but it turns out it's still a story about swords.Thinking like this, Meng Jin felt very uninterested.Doesn't anyone in this world have to live without the sword?But in the end, as long as there is not someone who wants to take a shot at him Meng Jin, that is, you tear down this teahouse, as long as you are willing to lose money is not a big deal.Meng Jin closed his eyes, not going to listen or think about what the three people over there were going to say next.After that white-robed man came in front of the two, he said the words from before, and then he didn't care about the green-robed man, he just looked at the sword and said, "Whether you guys want to elope or whatever, it's fine, give me the sword and let me bring it back to the clan, and I won't disclose your whereabouts to master."The white-robed man's words, bland, not aggressive, no matter who can't pick any faults, if it's the general public,

The two men in that attic who had been keeping an eye on the teahouse looked different.The withered old man frowned, "Why didn't you make a sword?"In his opinion, if a swordsman ran into a demon cultivator, no matter how, he would have to kill him with his sword, but after such a long time, there was not a single ray of sword qi coming out of the teahouse, so it was not normal.The white-robed man stood with his arms folded, remembering the scene when he first met him back then, and calmly said, "He's not like other swordsmen."The withered old man looked at the white-robed man, and hearing this, he said suspiciously, "You've seen him? What's different about him."The white-robed man laughed, "You should know he's different."The withered old man was confused, he and the white-robed man were acquainted with each other for only a few months, then he felt that he was really not a mortal, practicing the sword for more than a hundred years, the with

Mt. Ganhe is only 300 miles north.It was just that Chaowind Dust and Li Fushang stayed in that teahouse for a long time, and Chaowind Dust, like those seniors of the Sword Dao that Li Fushang had bumped into, solved a lot of problems for Li Fushang.Not even knowing that he also searched for a sword scripture there, and talked about it for many days in that teahouse, Li Fushang had gained something, and although Ye Zhou felt confused, he always felt that he had caught something.Chao Feng Chen felt that it was Li Fuyao's words that made him what he is today, so when he treats Li Fuyao, he looks at his own juniors in general, thinking that he will do his best to help him.Feng Lu looked at this white-robed man with a fear that came from the bottom of his heart, a fear that was stronger than even Chen Sheng, who, by all rights, was also much higher in realm than Chao Feng Chen, and shouldn't be like this, but the truth was that Feng Lu didn't even have the cou

Feng Lu was not in the mood to listen to Li Fuyao's words that sounded like divine chatter to him, he had heard before that there was a hot spring on Ganhe Mountain, and now that it was late fall, it was just the right time to soak in a hot spring, so he went down the stairs and then left on his own.Seeing those two maids who didn't go far downstairs in the bamboo building, Feng Lu glanced at both of their breasts, seemingly not too satisfied, shook his head, and even sighed, the two not-so-young maids naturally didn't know the deeper meaning of it, they just respectfully stepped aside and waited for Feng Lu to take a step to leave.Two maids, one is called fish eider, the other person is called green mud, in the Ganhe mountain has already stayed for many years, posture is good, originally before has been a small euphonium building in a certain young and talented disciples fancy, to be taken as a concubine, only then before it is too late, towards the wind dust and Li F