Chapter 1234 Genius Female Swordsman VS "Feng Yue" Sword God (4)

Obviously, she and Feng Qingcheng, the little bitch, are both heroines, but look at how they are treated, and then look at how she is treated...

As long as they go to the bed, the floor, and the man, they can sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor.

As for her, she said that she has a strong sword heart and is a rare genius in thousands of years, and her path is extremely difficult and sad.

Even the only man is missing.

This difference between heaven and earth is about her and Feng Qingcheng!

The disappearance of Feng Qingcheng forced Leng Su to temporarily give up the idea of ​​revenge.

"Qingcheng? Qingcheng, where are you?"

"Everyone, please help find where Junior Sister Qingcheng has gone?"

"Hurry up!!!"

Looking at Yang Ming's panicked expression and his eager look for Feng Qingcheng, Leng Su couldn't help rolling his eyes and secretly left this ghost place.

As soon as he got rid of the group of people, Leng Su left the space and began to train in this secret realm and look for Feng Qingcheng, the little bitch.

Although this is a magical world, she can use her soul power.

But just in case, and in order to prevent the strength of this body from not keeping up when she uses her own power, Leng Su is still practicing very hard to improve the power of this body.

While absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to improve the strength of this body, she fights the magic beasts in the secret realm alone.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

At the foot of a certain mountain, Leng Su was fighting with a mad magic lion.

You are up and I am down, I am up and you are down, you punch me and I punch you.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

As Leng Su punched down, the skull of the magic lion in front of him exploded, and countless blood and brain matter splashed on Leng Su's face.

She wiped her face expressionlessly, took out a wet handkerchief from the space, wiped her face, and washed it.

Looking at her powerless drooping hands, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, it's still too weak."

After throwing away the handkerchief in her hand, Leng Su took out a large bowl of spiritual spring water from the space. Just as she was about to drink it, she found that the bowl in her hand had disappeared...

"Damn!"

"Which bitch dared to snatch food from my hand? Are you tired of living?"

Leng Su turned her head and saw a young man in white clothes staring at her bowl of water.

Under her angry gaze, he frowned and drank the bowl of spiritual spring water in a weird look.

After drinking, the man's originally ugly face suddenly changed, and his pair of black eyes stared at Leng Su brightly.

He licked his lips and asked, "Anything else?"

Leng Su rushed towards him with the sword without saying a word.

"Clang clang clang."

Leng Su's sharp sword and the scabbard in the man's hand kept colliding with each other, making a violent collision sound.

After swinging a few times, Leng Su quickly put away the sword and turned to run.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing this, the man hurriedly chased after her.

Looking at the curious man beside her, Leng Su couldn't help rolling her eyes.

She was not stupid, why didn't she run away when she knew she couldn't win?

"Your hand bone is broken." The man said calmly.

Leng Su turned around and ran in another direction.

Seeing this, the man also changed direction and chased after her.

After running for a few minutes, Leng Su stopped, stared at the man in front of him with a dark face, and asked: "What do you want to do?"

Hearing this, the man subconsciously licked his thin lips and asked: "Do you still have that water?"

"No!" Leng Su blurted out without thinking.