I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Walking on the entrance street of Wanli City, the monks from Longming Island were already met with elders from the sect one after another, and the scene was a bit lively for a while.

And according to the rules of Wanli City, there will be a reception wine on that day.

For the wind-catching wine, the monks of Wanli City who come and go are also happy to have a meal. As long as there is enough space, there is basically no problem.

However, in an alley, there were obviously new disciples coming to Wanli City, but it seemed a little deserted, and even the firecrackers were not set off.

Led by a beautiful girl, Yuxinzong and his party came to the house that their sect bought in Wanli City.

Nephew Leng, we are tired from the journey.

The elder of Yuxinzong, who had been waiting for a long time, hugged his sword and saluted.

Uncle Qin.

Leng Bingqing returned the gift, and the rest of the Yuxin Sect disciples followed suit.

The elder of Yuxin Sect, whose full name is Qin Fang, looked at this proud junior of the sect, and said with a smile:

Nephew Leng, the suzerain said that this courtyard will be used by nephew alone, and I will be in charge of the rest of the Yuxin Sect disciples. Don't disturb nephew Leng's training in Wanli City.

Yes, then please trouble Uncle Qin. Leng Bingqing expressed his thanks.

These things were agreed, Leng Bingqing originally came to Wanli City alone to practice, but he just brought his fellow disciples along the way, and Qin Fang took charge after bringing them.

And Leng Bingqing's main task is to understand the sword, sharpen the sword's heart, and improve the sword's intent, so there is no need to be disturbed by these trivial matters.

Nephew Leng has practiced well in Wanli City. If you have any questions or difficulties, you can come to Wutong Garden on Longxiang Street to find me.

Thank you, uncle.

Qin Fang nodded, and left with the disciples of Yuxinzong.

The younger brothers and younger sisters of Yuxinzong still want to follow their own senior sisters.

Originally, my senior sister was super nice, and since she was badly handed by that Jiang Yida, she has become even more gentle.

Even though the male disciples had been sad for three or four days after their senior sister was raped by Jiang Yida, so what?

It is impossible for a Yamazawa Nooshu and a girl who is a top ten girl in the color armor list and also a swordsman genius to be together.

They believed that when the senior sister's realm improved and her lust was completely cut off, that Jiang Yida didn't know where to stand.

My senior sister, after all, will be accompanied by the long sword for the rest of her life, even if it is them, that is the same.

One day, to them, Senior Sister Leng will only be the head of the sect, and there will be no more youthful admiration.

And this is Yuxinzong's ruthless swordsmanship.

And now, taking advantage of the hardening of the senior sister's sword heart, before it freezes again, and taking advantage of the fact that I am not yet desperate, look at the gentle appearance of the senior sister, this is the right way, who wants to go with this uncle

But there is no way, the senior sister wants to cultivate by herself, how can my group distract the senior sister.

Ever since, thinking that they might not have the chance to meet their senior sisters for a long time, many junior sisters hugged Leng Bingqing for a while before leaving. As for those juniors, they could only watch.

Xiaoqian, I'm sorry, about Mr. Yida, I...

Let go of Junior Sister Xiaoqian, Leng Bingqing Xinhu voice transmission, the tone is full of apology.

Originally Young Master Jiang was Xiaoqian's favorite, but she fell in love with Young Master Jiang, and Leng Bingqing felt very sorry.

It's okay, Senior Sister. Holding Senior Sister Leng's soft and boneless hand, Xiaoqian shook her head, Since it's the man Senior Sister likes, then Xiaoqian naturally won't grab it, and she can't grab it either.

Sorry. Leng Bingqing apologized again.

Senior sister really doesn't need to apologize. Xiaoqian said reluctantly, It's just, senior sister, will senior sister forget him in the end?

Xiaoqian's last question made Leng Bingqing stunned.

The girl bit her red lips lightly, not knowing how to answer.

yes.

Will I forget him?

Are you willing to forget him?

How can I forget him?

In the end, until Xiaoqian left, Leng Bingqing still did not give an answer.

After Uncle Yuxin Sect left with the disciples of Yuxin Sect, Leng Bingqing stood at the gate of the courtyard for a long time, feeling that Jianxin was starting to become disordered again, she stopped thinking and stepped into the courtyard.

This courtyard is not very big, there is only one maple tree, and there are no other expensive fairy toys, but it is very clean and quiet.

But it quietly makes people feel lonely.

Where are you? Are you in the house too? Have you seen sister Lin Qingwan?

Lying on the table, in front of the girl, there was a panda plush doll biting a bamboo.

The girl buried half of her small face in the crook of her arm, gently stretched out her other hand, and gently poked the panda's belly with her slender index finger.

Poking and poking, the girl's eyebrows gradually opened, and there was a lovely smile on the corner of her mouth, as if he was right in front of her, and she was poking his belly.

But just when the girl was immersed in her simple happiness, the girl concentrated her mind and got up quickly. Before the girl put away the panda doll, fierce sword energy spread in the courtyard.

A woman stood not far from the courtyard.

Master.

Leng Bingqing bowed with her sword in her arms, feeling unprecedented panic in her heart, as if her diary was seen by her mother, and in the diary, there was the name of her sweetheart.

Leng Yu glanced at the girl who was both his disciple and his daughter.

I saw the strange doll behind her.

Leng Yu frowned slightly, and spoke slowly, with a cold tone, without the slightest emotion:

Which man gave this to you?

Leng Bingqing bit her red lips lightly with silver teeth, and nodded.

You like him? Leng Yu asked again.

Leng Bingqing didn't respond, she still lowered her head.

You really like him. Leng Yu smiled lightly, You don't answer because you are afraid that I will vent my anger on him, and that I will hurt him.

The disciple is willing to exchange his life with this body, and asks the master not to blame him.

The girl knelt on one knee, her skirt spread out on the ground, like daffodils blooming.

Leng Yu walked in front of Leng Bingqing, stretched out her hand to caress her cheek, and raised it gently:

You are my daughter, my disciple, and everything I have. For you, I can give up this life! What is that man? Why is his life more important than yours?

mother

Do not worry.

Leng Yu lowered his head and pressed his forehead against each other.

I won't kill him, but I will let you know how ruthless the so-called man is! How fragile the so-called love is.

At the same time, the Yaozu world, the border.

A pure and beautiful young girl walks in front of an old man with the arms of an old man. Behind the young girl is a sophomore.

Grandpa, why don't you sit on the dog's body.

Looking at the old man beside her, the girl's eyes were filled with anxiety.