Chapter 615 So I Am Also Part of Your Flirting?

Nangong Xiu was also attracted by Lin Fengmian's strange behavior. She walked to his side and looked at the densely packed magic swords.

After all, this kid was digging pits and building ponds in the yard. She thought he was really going to build a house.

At this moment, the rust on the magic swords faded a little, revealing a crystal clear sword body, and the gap on the blade was slowly growing back.

I don't know what material this sword is made of, but it can actually recover and start to repair itself!

"Where did you get so many top-grade magic swords? Did you rob the sword forging workshop?"

Lin Fengmian laughed dumbly and said, "I bought them in Yibao Street. Can my aunt see the details of this sword formation?"

Nangong Xiu looked at it carefully and said, "If these swords were not fed by you with spiritual liquid, I really couldn't tell that they were magic weapons."

"It seems that it has been abandoned for too long, and the spiritual energy has dissipated, causing the grade to drop. I don't know what grade it was originally."

Lin Fengmian looked at the sword pool overflowing with spiritual energy and the sword set that gradually revealed its aura, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"It can't be a set of top-grade immortal weapons, if it is, then we have found a treasure!"

Nangong Xiu rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily: "Do you think top-grade immortal weapons are cabbages? One hundred and eight?"

Lin Fengmian smiled and said: "What if?"

But he was obviously going to be disappointed, not because the sword grade was not good, but because his storage ring was going to be empty.

This set of magic swords absorbed all the spiritual liquid, and only a small part of the sword body was exposed, and even the gap was not filled.

Lin Fengmian looked at Nangong Xiu eagerly, his eyes full of expectation and hints.

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"Auntie..."

Nangong Xiu took out a lot of spiritual liquid and threw it into the pool, saying unhappily: "I shouldn't have come out to watch this excitement!"

Lin Fengmian looked at Youyao again, Youyao took two steps back and sneered: "I have no relationship with you, don't try to hit me."

Lin Fengmian waved his hand and said: "You think too much, how can you make money as a worker? I want you to ask my father for some."

This was not very hurtful, but very insulting.

Youyao felt that she really deserved to die. She had the urge to give him the spiritual liquid just now.

She gritted her teeth and said with a double meaning: "You wait!"

Watching Youyao leave angrily, Nangong Xiu said with a smile: "Sooner or later, she will beat you to death."

Lin Fengmian said nonchalantly: "I just like the way she dislikes me but can't kill me."

But even if he emptied his spiritual stones to buy spiritual liquid and beast blood, it was still a drop in the bucket.

These more than one hundred swords were simply like a bottomless pit. No matter how he fed them, they kept crying for hunger.

This was the first time that Lin Fengmian felt poor after pretending to be Jun Wuxie.

Even if this set of swords was really a top-grade immortal weapon, he couldn't make it return to its peak at the moment.

It seemed that after this assessment, he would have to find time and opportunity to take out the stolen goods from the looting of Yueying's treasure house.

But the premise was to get rid of the people who were watching behind him, or to find someone trustworthy to help him take it out.

For example, Yunshang!

In the current situation, Lin Fengmian could only focus on those severely damaged magic swords, and finally repair this set of magic swords.

At this moment, the rust on the 108 swords had gone by one-third, restoring the grade of top-grade magic weapons.

There was a breeze entwined on the swords, and thunder flashed between them, initially showing the momentum of the sword formation.

Nangong Xiu couldn't help but admire: "What a big deal! Inhumane!"

One top-grade magic weapon is not scary, but how spectacular would it be to control 108 top-grade magic weapons?

This was enough for Lin Fengmian to survive the Jindan and Yuanying stages.

If properly nurtured in the future, the quality of these more than 100 swords will continue to improve, which will be of great help to Lin Fengmian.

She asked curiously: "Does this set of swords have a name?"

Lin Fengmian thought for a while and said: "Let's call it the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Sword, it's easier!"

After doing all this, he began to practice the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation, starting with three swords and then increasing to nine.

By the time night fell, there were thirty-six swords in the field constantly flying around Lin Fengmian, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Not far away, Nangong Xiu couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "This sword formation is extremely complicated, this kid actually mastered it so quickly?"

"And he can actually control thirty-six high-quality flying swords with ease. This kid's spiritual consciousness is terrifyingly strong!"

However, after seeing this sword formation, Nangong Xiu was not worried that this kid would be killed, but began to worry about himself.

This kid must not really take the first place!

Youyao was also somewhat shocked and nodded, saying, "If I hadn't known that he had just received it yesterday, I would have suspected that he had been immersed in it for a long time."

Shangguan Qiong, who was secretly peeking from the window on the second floor, was also secretly shocked. How could this kid's talent and comprehension suddenly become so strong?

Was he hiding his incompetence in the Hehuan Sect before?

They didn't know that this was a miracle caused by Luo Xue's understanding ability and Lin Fengmian's abnormal combat ability.

At night, Lin Fengmian, who had already made a preliminary entry, tried to control the 72 wind and thunder swords to form an array.

It was okay at the beginning, but as the array was spread, the trajectory became more and more complicated, and his consciousness could not control it at all.

In addition, Luo Xue had not finished teaching, and soon the sword array collapsed, collided with each other, and the 72 swords scattered.

If Nangong Xiu and Youyao hadn't acted in time, I'm afraid that he would have demolished the yard.

Nangong Xiu said unhappily: "Stinky boy, you can't live by yourself, and you still want to demolish my building?"

Lin Fengmian didn't have time to pay attention to her. He fell down and spit out a mouthful of blood, covering his head with a splitting headache.

Youyao hurried over and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lin Fengmian looked pale, put away the Wind and Thunder Sword, waved his hand and said: "Fortunately, it was just backlash, just rest."

Youyao could only help him back to the small building, but looking at the closed door on the second floor, he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"I'll just sit on the first floor, you go back and rest."

Lin Fengmian looked extremely weak, which made Youyao feel a little bit sorry, after all, there was no spirit gathering array in the living room.

"Or..."

Before she finished her words, the door on the second floor opened with a creak, and Shangguan Qiong, wearing a cloak, stood at the stairs.

"Just give him to me, my Hehuan Sect has a secret method of healing."

Before Youyao opened her mouth, she saw that Lin Fengmian, who was so weak just now, was walking briskly, and he didn't look injured at all.

He ran up to the second floor in a flash, as if he was afraid that he would be too late and Shangguan Qiong would close the door.

Shangguan Qiong also realized that he had been fooled, but he pulled him into the room and closed the door with a snap.

"Asshole, you... um..."

Hearing the soft moan coming from inside, Youyao had a blank expression on her face and silently clenched her fist.

So I am also part of your flirting?

Asshole, if I trust you again, I will take your last name!

In the room, Lin Fengmian hugged the struggling Shangguan Qiong and kissed her, and the delicate body in his arms slowly relaxed.

After a while, the panting Shangguan Qiong hit Lin Fengmian and said angrily: "You lied to me."

But Lin Fengmian's face turned pale, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to hit him again, fearing that this punch would really kill him.

Lin Fengmian chuckled and said, "Xiao Qiong Qiong, you still feel sorry for me."

"Who feels sorry for you!"

Shangguan Qiong said hypocritically, "I'm just worried that you'll be killed in the Blood Evil Trial and ruin my plan."

Lin Fengmian looked at her stubborn face and said seriously, "I accompanied my father to see an elder last night, which delayed me. It's not what you think."

He also told a white lie, "The skills I practice will cause me to fall into suspended animation periodically. I didn't mean to ignore you."

Shangguan Qiong was happy, but said nonchalantly, "Don't be so self-indulgent. Who cares where you go!"

Lin Fengmian looked at her slightly raised mouth corners and reached out to untie her cloak.

He found that Shangguan Qiong was still wearing the attack speed outfit she wore in the morning under her cloak, and he couldn't help but feel relaxed.

"Master, I'm really badly injured. The day after tomorrow is the day of the trial. Can you help me heal my wounds?"

Shangguan Qiong wanted to postpone it, but her cherry lips were blocked by him, and her restless hands started running around, making her confused and fascinated.

When she came to her senses, she didn't know when she fell on the bed with him, and most of her clothes were gone.

At this moment, Lin Fengmian, who was eyeing Hong, had a glimpse of the way, and only needed to take the final step to enter the house.

She snorted softly, and sucked hard on his neck with some hatred, and planted a few obvious strawberries before she stopped.

Humph, impatient guy, I wanted to dance with you before I went back.

But this guy is only concerned about showing his strengths every day, and he doesn't give me a chance to show his strengths.