After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Seeing that everyone liked to drink it, Jinghong waved his hand and several packs of spiritual tea appeared in front of them, "You guys put away the spiritual tea, you can drink it whenever you want."

Everyone was not polite, they all put away the spirit tea in front of them, feeling happy...

Dongfang Han looked at Dongfang Yu and asked, "Brother Yu, where are we going?"

Dongfang Yu glanced at Qin Zhuo in the distance, and he stood there smiling at himself.

"Qin Zhuo said that there is a chance not far ahead, and invited us to go and have a look."

Dongfang Yu nodded as a greeting to Qin Zhuo.

Dongfang Han drank the spirit tea in one gulp, showing the heroism of spirit wine.

"Are we going to be with them all the time?"

Dongfang Han asked out the doubts in his heart.

Dongfang Yu played with the cup in his hand, and said lightly: "After Fengyun Dongtian is over, I will go to Qincheng. It is always good to learn more during this time."

After a pause, he said: "Through the contact these few days, Qin Zhuo is a person worth making friends with."

Dongfang Han also nodded, "Although Qin Zhuo is the young master of the Qin family, the proud son of heaven is approachable. He is not like Liu Ya, who has eyes on the top of his head and thinks he is a frog!"

Jinghong and Liu Yang couldn't help laughing out loud, Dongfang Han's analogy was too apt...

As soon as Qin Zhuo walked over, he heard silver bell-like laughter, and when he saw the moment of surprise, his eyes flashed with astonishment.

Recognizing her from a distance is the back view of her and Dongfang Yu cuddling each other in the moon-watching picture, and now seeing her true face, she really looks like a city...

Dongfang Yu took Jinghong's hand and looked at Qin Zhuo with a smile, "Brother Zhuo, this is my fiancee Jinghong."

Pointing to Qin Zhuo, he introduced: "This is Qin Zhuo, the young master of the Qin family."

Qin Zhuo greeted him friendly, "Hi brother and sister."

Jinghong smiled, "I've met Brother Zhuo."

Qin Zhuo looked at Dongfang Yu and joked with a smile: "Ayu, you are so lucky. You are a perfect match!"

Dongfang Yu smiled slightly, and said very seriously: "It is indeed my blessing to meet her."

Qin Zhuo smiled heartily, "It's time for us to go. I received the news that there is a lost heart ahead. Let's go and see together. Many monks have gathered there."

Dongfanghan asked curiously: "Brother Zhuo, what is the lost heart?"

Qin Zhuo looked ahead, and said lightly: "The Lost Heart is a hole that suddenly appeared in the Lost City, and there are several large characters on the hole.

Some people say that the lost heart is the legacy left before the Mahayana period before the ascension to the great power, there are countless treasures, countless opportunities..."

Dongfang Han's eyes lit up instantly, "Let's set off quickly, before it's too late."

Seeing Dongfang Han's anxious expression, everyone laughed out loud...

Qin Zhuo shook his head, and said gently: "Xiaohan, don't worry, the heart of abandonment has not been activated yet, it won't be too late..."

Dongfang Yu looked at Qin Zhuo, "Let's go!"

A group of people walked forward talking and laughing. Qin Zhuo found that Dongfang Yu was different from the previous few days. With Jinghong by his side, there was a slight smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, which made his cold temperament disappear. Mild.

He looked at the two with some envy, thinking of his fiancée in his heart, wondering if he would meet in the heart of forsaken...

Jinghong was happy in his heart. There was a description of the lost heart in the original book. It was indeed the inheritance left by the powerful and powerful. The specific original book did not describe it. What is certain is that it must be extraordinary...

Dongfang Yu looked fondly at Jinghong's bright eyes, and the smile on his lips became more gentle, and asked gently: "Jinghong, are you so happy?"

Jinghong glanced at him, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, making people feel her joy at the moment, "Ayu, I have a hunch that we will gain a lot in the lost heart..."

Dongfang Yu looked at her cute little appearance, and lovingly touched her waterfall-like hair, the picture was full of pink bubbles.

Dongfang Han and Ye Liufeng muttered in low voices, their voices were a little complaining: "Brother Yu and Jinghong are really throwing dog food anytime and anywhere..."

Ye Liufeng looked at him and said in a low voice: "Xiao Han, do you want to talk about your relationship?" I don't know why I was a little nervous when I asked this sentence.

Dongfang Han curled his lips, and his voice became softer, "When you meet someone you like, you can meet but not ask for it. Besides, didn't we agree that we should work hard to cultivate before the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Turning his eyes, thinking of a certain possibility, his eyes widened involuntarily, and he looked closely at Ye Liufeng, "Don't you want to talk about feelings, Liufeng? How can that be? You promised to accompany me to walk the world with a sword of."

In Dongfang Han's mind, Ye Liufeng was accompanied by a beautiful woman. The three of them held their swords together, and he watched the two of them throwing dog food alone...

Ye Liufeng shook his head hastily, "I never thought about becoming a Taoist partner. For my generation of sword cultivators, cultivation is of course the most important thing. I want to travel all over Fengyun Continent with you..."

Dongfang Han felt a little blocked, looked at Ye Liufeng and said seriously: "Liu Feng, don't lose your word, if you want to get married in the future, you must tell me."

Inexplicable emotions flashed in Ye Liufeng's peach blossom eyes, "Our sword cultivators will have a long lifespan as we practice. I want to practice until Mahayana ascends. I don't think about Taoist companions..."

Dongfang Han's eyes lit up, Mahayana ascension is such a tempting goal, every practitioner has a dream of ascension...

He looked at Ye Liufeng with eyes as black as ink, "How about Liu Feng, how about we meet before the ascension and not become a Taoist couple? Our goal is to cultivate to the ascension fairyland."

Ye Liufeng looked into Dongfang Han's eyes, felt inexplicable joy in his heart, and asked cautiously, "Xiao Han, are you serious?"

Dongfang Han stretched out his hand, and said seriously: "Let's make a high-five." He looked at him expectantly.

Ye Liufeng stretched out his hand slowly, and clapped Dongfang Han's hand together, his heart was very happy...

Jinghong looked back at the two of them curiously, and touched Dongfang Yu's shoulder, "Ayu, you see, Xiaohan is quite ambitious, Mahayana ascending to the fairyland is a good goal!"

Dongfang Yu also heard Dongfang Han's rhetoric, shook his head and laughed, and said lightly: "Only Ye Liufeng will accompany Xiaohan to mess around, the second elder is afraid that he will have a headache..."

Jinghong's eyes were smiling, "Xiaohan is right. Dreams can only be realized if you have them. There is a vast sea of ​​people, and it is not easy to meet someone who is in love with each other. There is nothing wrong with wanting to concentrate on cultivation... "

Dongfang Yu thought for a while and nodded, agreeing in his heart: If he hadn't met Jinghong and fell in love with her, he would have chosen to concentrate on cultivation...

Jinghong's hand was held by Dongfang Yu, and his hand was warm.

"Xiao Han is no longer a child, we just respect his choice, the life of a cultivator will become longer with practice, maybe he will meet someone he likes after ascension."

Jinghong nodded, feeling in his heart: Their lifespan is not just a hundred years, as long as they continue to practice and break through, they can have 300 years, 500 years, 1000 years... If they can ascend to the fairy world in Mahayana, they can live forever.

There are already many monks waiting before the Lost Heart, they are waiting for the inheritance to open...

When the group of them arrived, hundreds of people had already gathered here, which was very lively.

Dongfang Yu took Jinghong to find a place with few people, let Jinghong sit down and rest in a rocking chair, and thoughtfully took out a plate of ice spirit fruit and handed it to Jinghong...

Jinghong smiled, enjoying the surrounding scenery while eating.

When Dongfang Yu turned around, he saw Dongfang Han looking like a greedy cat. He looked at himself resentfully. That look obviously said that he would forget about his younger brother when he had Jinghong...