Chapter 1270 Genius Female Swordsman VS "Feng Yue" Sword God (47)

After listening to Leng Su's story, Feng Yue's face changed.

He frowned and was silent for a long time before hesitating: "If I'm not mistaken, the technique that Feng Qingcheng practices should be the ancient Hehuan Sect's dual cultivation secret method."

"But for some reason, the strangeness of her technique is hidden very well and has never been discovered."

"Even the ancient secret realm under the snow mountain seems to have opened the Ice Palace Secret Realm because of the technique she practiced that activated the Water Spirit Pearl in the cold pond."

After listening to Feng Yue's words, Leng Su also agreed.

"This Feng Qingcheng can't be left!" Leng Su said.

"Well, then we'll wait for her to come up here." Feng Yue agreed.

While the two were talking, the ten thousand swords on the sword suddenly trembled again.

Leng Su and Feng Yue looked at each other, and a hint of speechlessness appeared in each other's eyes.

"The divine sword is born!"

"The divine sword is born!"

The two said in unison.

Feng Qingcheng's luck is really extraordinary. She didn't even need to reach the top of Jianshan Mountain to get the legendary divine sword.

You know, divine swords are rare on Jianshan Mountain. Even on the top of the mountain, you may not be able to find a real divine sword.

As a result, Feng Qingcheng found one directly below.

Although Feng Yue's mood was complicated at the moment, it was still good. After all, with Leng Su's example, he could still accept another Feng Qingcheng.

But Leng Su's heart was a little complicated at the moment. You know, her sword was something in her space, and Feng Qingcheng's was a great opportunity and great luck!

While Feng Qingcheng had just got the sword and hadn't left yet, Leng Su and Feng Yue rushed down the mountain after being shocked.

Halfway up the mountain, where Leng Su had stood before, Feng Qingcheng was standing there with a very delicate and small sword.

Glancing at the arrival of Leng Su and Feng Yue, she not only did not flee in panic, but smiled wildly.

"Sister, don't you like to pretend to be pure? How come you have a lover after just a few days of not seeing each other?"

"Hey, isn't this the senior brother in the Ice Palace? So you like icebergs like my senior sister?"

Leng Su: "..." I just watched you pretend quietly.

Feng Yue was about to raise his sword to attack, but his hand was held by Leng Su beside him, stopping his action.

Feng Yue looked at her in confusion, and Leng Su stood on tiptoes without saying a word and kissed him on the side of his face.

In an instant, Feng Yue smiled, and the so-called doubts were thrown behind him.

Looking at the flirting scene in front of her, Feng Qingcheng's eyes quickly flashed with jealousy and resentment.

Why?

Why can Leng Su, a bitch, get the man that she Feng Qingcheng can't get?

How can Leng Su compare to her?

There are so many hypocritical women like her in the so-called orthodox sects!

Thinking of this, Feng Qingcheng began to move secretly, her eyes flashing with a charming halo, and a sweet fragrance emanated from her body...

"Brother, Qingcheng admires you very much."

"As long as I can be with you, Qingcheng is willing to serve you together with my sister."

As she said this, Feng Qingcheng opened her mouth slightly, bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, and her slender hands unconsciously came to her chest, and lifted her clothes little by little...

Leng Su: "..." Damn, uncle can tolerate it, but aunt can't tolerate it.

Flirting and seducing her man in front of her, the queen?

If I don't beat you up, how can Leng Su, as a "female ghost", keep her dignity?

PS: [Chapter 47, still writing, will continue to update later, muah]