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

Jinghong's delicate face was as gorgeous as a peach blossom, and she blinked mischievously, "Then when will you let go?" She shook her held little finger.

Dongfang Yu's black eyes were as dazzling as a starry sky, and the stars and rivers in the sky were in his eyes, and he looked affectionately at Jinghong in front of him.

"Never let it go for the rest of my life."

With a little force on his hands, Jinghong fell into his arms, and with a thought, the two disappeared under the peach blossom tree, only the peach blossoms that were full of trees were still in full bloom...

In the Nine Imaginary Ice Spirit Cauldron, blue crystal water clouds covered the bottom of the cauldron, and the two fell directly on it. Dongfang Yu raised a smirk and looked at Jinghong who was jumping on him.

Her lips happened to kiss Dongfang Yu's face, "I...I didn't mean to." Jinghong explained weakly.

Dongfang Yu smiled ambiguously, "It turns out that you have premeditated, baby."

Just as Jinghong was about to speak, he heard him say: "Baby is so enthusiastic, I wish for it."

The kiss fell like raindrops, and she was quickly lost in the sweet kiss, and the spring in the Nine Magic Ice Spirit Cauldron was full of spring...

Shangguan Fei recovered to his best condition through practice. He opened his eyes, but he didn't see Dongfang Yu, and felt that there was a little more divine power in his dantian than before.

I sighed in my heart: Brother Yu, what you said is that if you practice after exhaustion, the effect will be better. I will work hard to practice and seize this opportunity to enter the Qincheng Trial Competition to try to enter the Shenwu Peak Trial.

He stood up and began to practice swords. After sparring with Dongfang Yu, he had a deep understanding of swordsmanship. He believed that Dongfang Yu was the noble person in his name, and he strengthened his determination to follow.

……

A bright color gradually appeared in the sky, and Dongfang Yu flashed out of the Nine Illusion Ice Spirit Cauldron, holding a cold snow sword in his hand and practiced sword under the peach blossom tree, startling thirteen swords, one sword is as fast as one sword, and one sword is stronger than one sword , used to No.11 Sword Nine Nine Flying Needle.

There was a flash of light on the tip of Han Xuejian's sword, and eighteen flying needles appeared. Dongfang Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The eighteen flying needles spun quickly, forming a small vortex of flying needles, as if trying to get the inside out. Everything is sifted into a sieve...

Jinghong lay in the Nine Illusion Ice Spirit Cauldron, lying in the cloud of blue crystal water, everything from last night appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

I don't want to admit in my heart: that seductive person is her, I blame Dongfang Yu for being too a fairy, knowing that she is not very resistant to him, and deliberately tempting her...

Changing into a lavender streamer brocade dress, she inserted a seven-colored pearl between her black hair, and out of the Nine Illusions Ice Spirit Cauldron.

Jinghong sat on the chair, resting her chin on her hands, admiring Dongfang Yu practicing sword under the peach blossom tree. Now she is the body of the divine sword.

She found that her cultivation will still follow, and Dongfang Yu's cultivation will become stronger, especially when she is dual-cultivating, the divine power moves very quickly in the meridians...

When Liu Qianqian came to look for Jinghong, she found that she was looking at Dongfang Yu obsessively, and her eyes fell on Dongfang Yu who was practicing sword under the tree.

My heart quarrels: Well, I admit that Dongfang Yu is unparalleled in beauty...

She stretched out her hand and waved in front of Jinghong's eyes, "You're back to your senses, don't you see enough every day?"

Jinghong said with a smile: "If you don't see enough, if you don't see him for a day, I will miss him."

Liu Qianqian rolled her cute eyes and said with disgust, "Nothing."

Jinghong was not angry, and asked with a smile: "Miss Liu, is there anyone secretly thinking about it?"

Just as Liu Qianqian was about to say no, a handsome ice cube face suddenly appeared in her mind, she quickly shook her head, and shook away the expressionless face.

Jinghong looked at her appearance, the fire of gossip was shining in her beautiful eyes, "Qianqian, who do you think of?"

Liu Qianqian said subconsciously: "I think of that ice cube face that has never changed for thousands of years..." Her voice stopped abruptly, and she almost said the person's name.

Jinghong looked at her with a smile and said, "Qianqian, why didn't you say anything?"

Liu Qianqian's fair earlobe climbed up to Hongxia, she blinked her talking eyes and asked, "Jinghong, you have become a Taoist couple, you love each other very much, can I ask you a question?"

The smile in Jinghong's beautiful eyes flashed away, and she said softly: "Of course, you can ask."

Liu Qianqian said cautiously: "I don't know why? I always think of a person's face recently."

Resisting the urge to laugh out loud, Jinghong asked curiously, "Is that the ice cube face you mentioned just now?"

Liu Qianqian nodded, "But why did I think of him? I was so scared that I didn't dare to go to Ling Ruo, because I was afraid of meeting..."

She looked at Jinghong and asked worriedly: "Jinghong, has he become my demon, but he is Ling Ruo's brother, and I can't do anything to him? What should I do?"

Jinghong couldn't hold back his laughter any longer, and shouted in his heart: Wannian's ice face is really pitiful!

Liu Qianqian looked at the laughing Jinghong, stared at her with wide eyes, and shouted angrily, "Jinghong."

Jinghong restrained his smile, looked into Liu Qianqian's eyes and said, "Qianqian, I asked you the question, you have to answer it truthfully, so that I can be sure that the ten thousand year ice cube face is your demon?"

Liu Qianqian nodded, not noticing the smile deep in Jinghong's eyes.

Jinghong's expression was very serious: "Qianqian, don't you always think of that ten thousand year ice cube face?"

Liu Qianqian nodded, "The corner of my mouth always thinks of that ten thousand year ice cube face."

Jinghong's eyes lit up, and he asked again: "Then when you see him, do you feel nervous and your heart beat faster? When he approaches you, do you feel flustered?"

Liu Qianqian stared at Jinghong with sparkling eyes, and said curiously: "Jinghong, how do you know? I feel inexplicably nervous when I see that face of ten thousand years of ice. Just flustered...

Jinghong, I haven't dared to go to Han's house for half a year, am I hopeless? The mist in her eyes began to condense, and she looked at Jinghong pitifully.

Jinghong's beautiful eyes are full of smiles, and she knows in her heart: Qianqian likes Wannian Bingcube Face without knowing it, and even regards him as a demon...

"Qianqian, listen to me, is there a possibility that you have liked the ice cube face for thousands of years?"

Liu Qianqian widened her eyes, digesting Jinghong's words, and said to herself: "I like it? How could I like that Wannian ice cube face, even though he is very good-looking."

After Dongfang Yu finished his sword practice, he saw Jinghong and Liu Qianqian chatting, so he didn't come to disturb him, and played chess with Shangguan Fei.

Liu Qianqian looked at Jinghong and asked, "Jinghong, what's it like to like someone?"

Jinghong rubbed his chin, said with a smile: "When you like someone, you will be inexplicably happy when you see him, and when he looks at you, you will blush and feel flustered.

When you can't see him, he will inadvertently appear in your mind, even if you haven't seen him for a long time, he is still clear in your mind..."

Liu Qianqian widened her beautiful eyes, and her heart beat faster: Do I really like Wannian ice face?

Looking at Liu Qianqian's appearance, Jinghong knew that she had understood, but she was not happy looking at Liu Qianqian, shouldn't she be happy when she has someone she likes?

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"

Disappointment flashed across Liu Qianqian's beautiful eyes, "Jinghong, I... I might really like Wannian Bingcube Face, what should I do?

Jinghong patted her on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "That Wannian ice cube face, do you like you?"

Liu Qianqian shook her head, "I don't know! He has no expression on his face, otherwise he wouldn't be called Wannian ice cube face."