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In the middle of the dragon-shaped sword shadow, Luo Feng and Yue Haitang face each other.

It seemed like only a moment, and it seemed like thousands of years had passed.

Yue Haitang suddenly pursed her lips, and the sword on her waist automatically came out of the sheath, fell into her hands, glanced at Luo Feng, endured shame, and swung her sword.

Huh!

The light of the sword flashed, and the cyan ribbon broke at the sound. A piece of green silk fell down to the waist, fluttered with the wind, and in an instant, transformed from a beautiful young boy into a peerless beauty.

Yue Haitang raised her head to reveal the beautiful and immaculate face, looking at Luo Feng, her eyes like autumn water, with emotion, "Luo Feng, I actually ..."

"I know." Luo Feng said.

As soon as Yue Haitang heard it, a layer of red glow appeared on Qiao's face, which was more delicate and whispered, "You know?"

Luo Feng nodded, unable to keep his heart moving, reaching out and touching Yue Haitang's cheek, "I should have known."

Yue Haitang's body was slightly stiff. Hongxia kept burning from her cheek to the root of her neck. Facing Luo Feng's eyes, she felt that her ears were hot, and she didn't dare to look at Luo Feng. Do you see me remember? "

Luo Feng said: "Yes."

Yue Haitang's heart was beating, "That ... then you know my true identity, and ..."

"Well, I know them all."

Luo Feng whispered lightly: "When the ends of the earth are infinite, only Acacia is endless ..."

When hearing Feng Feng's love poems left on the portrait, Yue Haitang couldn't help but feel embarrassed, her ears were hot, her chin was almost lowered to her chest, and her voice trembled a little: "Luo Feng, I ... you ... Do you want to refuse?"

Suddenly Luo Feng held Yue Begonia's small hands and said earnestly: "Begonia, give me some time."

Yue Haitang was holding his hand, his body was stiff, but there was a hint of warmth in his heart, and the corners of his eyes were unconsciously moist. He looked up at Luo Feng and whispered, "Is it ice blue?"

Luo Feng knew that the other party should have seen some of his memories, and nodded in recognition.

The trend and the sword are in harmony. The two have overlapping memories and heart-to-heart communication. He understands Yue Haitang ’s deep affection for him. In addition to being moved, he also consciously notices that his affection for Yue Haitang may be, he may It has long been noticed that Yue Haitang is not a man, but a heavenly beauty.

However, before that, he still has something to do.

Yue Haitang looked at Luo Feng's eyes, suddenly reached out and gently embraced him, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, a small face was put on Luo Feng's chest, and he said softly: "You are really greedy ..."

Luo Feng stroked Yue Haitangxiu, "I'm sorry ..."

"You don't need to apologize, I don't need your apology, you should know my mind. I won't mind."

Yue Haitang shook her head and looked at Luo Feng's eyes: "I ... I just want to hear from you personally, do you treat me to the end ... to me as a daughter ..."

Yue Haitang's cheeks were hot. For the first time she appeared in front of Luo Feng, she revealed her heart, and she was so shy that she couldn't say any more.

Luo Feng was accustomed to Yue Haitang's usual heroic and arrogant look. At this moment, she saw that she was blushing, beautiful and charming, and she was so beautiful. The unconcealed affection was even more touching, and she could not help but gently Hold on.

Yue Haitang let him hug him, his face turned redder, his eyes looked nervous and looked forward to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng gently kissed Yue Haitang's forehead and said, "You should understand my heart."

Yue Haitang looked shy, pursed her red lips like a little girl, and whispered, "I ... I want to hear you tell me."

Luo Feng smiled softly, "I like you."

"me too."

Yue Haitang's eyes were slightly bright. Looking at Luo Feng, his eyes were full of love and admiration, and said, "Luo Feng, what you will do in the future, I won't mind. But today, here, you belong to me only People, okay? "

Luo Feng clutched Yue Haitang tightly and nodded.

The bodies of the two people are close together, as if the general trend and sword meaning are fused together, without distinguishing each other.

Yue Haitang's heart was filled with happiness, a pair of eyes looked at Luo Feng, his chest was undulating, his eyes were full of shyness, and there was no irreversible affection, and he lifted his toes and gently touched his lips.

"Begonia."

Luo Feng's chest was filled with affection, and it was difficult to control herself. She held Yue Haitang tightly and kissed deeply.

Yue Haitang's heart was shy, and a humming voice came out of her nose, but she resisted the shame in her heart, struggling to respond to Luo Feng, and embraced Luo Feng tightly.

...

Tomb of the sword.

When the crowd was making great achievements for Luo Feng, the waves caused by the vision were shocked, and waves were rising again.

Hum!

With the violent sword chanting, the entire Holy Sword Peak suddenly trembled. All the disciples in the sword tomb, whether they are entry disciples, silver swordsmen, gold swordsman, or sword masters of Lingyun Palace, everyone knows There was a trace of excitement, and for no reason, their sabers began to shake, as if they were welcoming something.

"what is this?"

"It seems that Ling Yundian has changed."

"What's going on inside the sword grave?"

Many disciples of the sword tomb shook their expressions, while suppressing the sword, they looked towards Lingyun Hall.

Ling Yundian, the sword masters are also surprised.

In the field of vision, Yue Haitang's whole body appeared with epee light, extinct life and death, and the strong sword sent out made the entire Holy Sword Peak feel.

"The immeasurable sword is complete."

An old voice sounded, and an ordinary man of ordinary temperament appeared on Lingyun Hall.

The nearby sword master saw the old man with a respectful face, "Grave Lord."

The Emperor Sword nodded and looked at Yue Haitang with a smile on his face. "A sword genius who has not been a century old appears in our sword tomb."

At this moment, Mu Qingxue was relieved, and the immeasurable sword was complete. That month, the begonia was in the sword mound, at least there was no danger of death.

At this moment, a loud dragon yelling through the world interrupted all discussion.

"What is this?" A sword master stood up sharply.

"how is this possible."

"Did I dazzle."

In the Lingyun Hall, all the sword masters who weren't scared usually stood up in shock, even if they had lived for thousands of years, the shocked sword master in the sky was also shocked.

"This is ..." The Sword Emperor's eyes flickered, and he moved a little.

In the eyes of everyone, the dragon-shaped virtual shadow on Luo Feng began to be combined with the sword shadow on Yue Haitang. As the atmosphere of the two gradually climbed, the entire Holy Sword Peak shook more and more, and it was stronger than a burst The sword exploded, and the flowing clouds in the sky were swept away without any impurities.

"The general trend and the sword's meaning are merged, and there is such a thing."

The exclamation sounded in the Lingyun Hall and spread all over the place.

"Well, my sword!"

"My sword!"

Brush brush brush brush brush ...

Suddenly, the disciples at the sword tomb in the field could not control their swords, and a sword with a handle flew out of the scabbard, and flew like lightning to Lingyun Temple, so did the sword masters.

For a moment, the entire sky of Lingyun Hall was covered by a sword, like a sea of ​​swords.

Each sword was facing the sword heart Tianyu, bursting a strong sword momentum, trembling slightly, a clear sword groan, as if a courtier worshiped the emperor.

"Wan Jian Qi Ming, Heart Sword was born! The rumor is true!"

Jingyun Jianzhu stayed for a moment, and suddenly there was a roar, old tears.