Chapter 324: Scared to pee!

Chen Xinglie knew that this woman did not lie.
Know how to warm the bed and act like a baby...
This is all true.
Feng Youyou not only knows these things, but also puts his man under house arrest, arranges a large array around the yard, prevents people from entering and leaving, and enjoys the world of lonely man and widow.
She could bear this kind of life, but she didn't want a man to bear it.
If it is such a scene, repeat it again...
Chen Xinglie's eyes condensed, and he involuntarily squeezed the sword of anger dominated by Winter. The cold wind around him suddenly blew, and a snow storm was set off in this square.
Huhu!
The wind swept across.
The water vapor on the lake surface was all drawn into the square, condensed into fine pieces of wind, snow and ice, which surrounded Chen Xinglie's body within ten feet, rolling endlessly, like the same mysterious world.
This sword of anger, dominated by Winter, originated from the master of ancient times, and its power is extraordinary.
Feng Youyou stopped abruptly, staring blankly at the sudden blizzard in front of him, and the handsome young man holding a dagger standing proudly in the heavy snow.
Suddenly.
There is a sentence that appeared in Feng Youyou's heart: Young Master Shi Wushuang!
Feng Youyou only felt a little hot on his face, and said, "My son, what I just said was a joke. Please don't mind my son, my wife..."
So far, I don't know how to say it.
The dignified land god, the supreme master of the Sky Patching Demon Sect, at this moment, twisted and flew in the sky, fighting against the drunk dragon Taoist sassy and heroic, unlike two people.
Some women are like this.
On weekdays, he is open-minded and does not seem to be a serious person, but in fact it is just an external disguise, but he is very cautious in his heart. Only when people really meet the heart, the carefree style disappears, and immediately Become restrained.
Feng Youyou is such a woman.
If she didn't pretend like this, how could she settle down in the sect of the evil demon's outer sect like Patch Sky Demon Sect?
Feng Youyou stopped moving, slightly raised the corner of the skirt, lowered his head and said: "The concubine body...the concubine body pays homage to Master Chen."
Chen Xinglie was also a little dazed.
Unexpectedly, this Heaven-Mending Demon Sect Sect Master Feng Youyou, the overbearing female president-level superwoman, would be so uneasy, this is a scene that has never appeared in memory.
interesting.
But Chen Xinglie changed his thoughts and understood.
Everyone has a weak side.
Even in the upper realm, the female emperor who dominates the world has the weak side of women, let alone the people of the lower realm martial arts world?
It's just that when the soft rice king of memory met Feng Youyou, his level of eating soft rice still needs to be improved, so he could not feel the soft side of Feng Youyou.
Wait until the cultivation reaches the peak of the land immortal, break the void, and lift the clouds to the upper realm.
The situation is different again.
At that time, the soft rice king had already cultivated the "soft rice magic" to the realm of proficiency.
When Chen Xinglie thought of this, his thoughts became more accessible, and he thought to himself: I am a high-end talent with compulsory education at any rate. If you think about problems and do things, of course you must look at it from the perspective of scientific development. Different historical stages should be viewed from different perspectives...
Such as now.
Compared with the soft rice king, this seat has exceeded many levels.
No matter how advanced the soft rice king is, he will still stay in the state of "soft".
This seat is different.
Even if there are times when you have to eat soft rice for a while, it cannot be simply called "eating soft rice".
It's like...
This seat allows Zhuer to help comprehend the "True Explanation of Earthly Washing the Sword" and Zhuer to help break the grand formation of the Wangling Temple. However, Zhu Er thought that she was teaching her, and she was very grateful to her. She felt that she was a beacon for her to practice martial arts, especially for her.
Can the big devil's rice be called soft?
Can't!
This……
It's the gap!
The king of soft rice can't suppress this quiet wind, how can this seat not suppress it?
Chen Xinglie smiled coldly and said, "Why?"
At this moment, the Taoist Drunken Dragon just fell from the sky, not only a little lost. Not only did he remember that when he was driven out of the willow tree by Tongueless earlier, Chen Xinglie asked him the same way, and now he asked again.
Feng Youyou only said: "A few days ago, in the capital city of Datong, there was a sword spirit soaring into the sky, a sword cut the dragon, and the concubine body was amazed by that sword. This is the starry night, and I rushed to the capital. I just arrived last night, and I am wandering in the street today. , I heard a land fairy roaring in the air..."
Chen Xinglie's eyes sank and said, "This seat is asking you, why are you hiding in the cloud?"
Feng Youyou said: "The clouds are more hidden."
Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold, and he said, "Do you want to assassinate this seat when you are not prepared?"
Feng Youyou seemed to be a little excited, and said: "How can the concubine be willing to...cough cough...how dare...cough cough, the son is so powerful, how dare the concubine plot wrongdoing."
Chen Xinglie no longer asked.
Feng Youyou looked at Chen Xinglie quietly, only to feel that the beautiful man in front of her was more handsome and handsome than anyone she had ever seen before.
She suddenly regretted it.
I really shouldn't be hiding in the clouds secretly, condescending and looking down, I have never been able to see this person's face clearly. Until now, I am standing in front of this person, and I have completely seen the true face.
This man is really unique.
The key is that unique temperament on the body, as if it is different from the entire martial arts world, all beings, there seems to be a trait that is incompatible with the world and everything.
I don’t know how this temperament was developed...
Feng Youyou became more and more curious.
But she didn't know that Chen Xinglie was a man of transcendence, could he be like a person in this martial world?
Of course it is different.
Not only are the characteristics of the body different, but even the thoughts are different.
As at the moment.
Chen Xinglie no longer paid attention to Feng Youyou, put away the ice dagger in his hand, and then reached into his sleeve, holding the hilt of the big sword.
Even if the current Ling Henchao only needs Chen Xinglie to give a way to survive, he will beg for mercy, and Chen Xinglie still chooses to draw his sword.
"Ling Henchao, it's your turn."
Chen Xinglie held the hilt in his hand and slowly pulled out the blade of the great sword, inch by inch...
The next moment.
The bright sword light soared into the sky.
There was silence all around.
Everyone's eyes are focused on Chen Xinglie.
Chu Jingyue, who followed Lin Daoyuan in silence, suddenly widened her eyes. She seemed to have seen it again. Back then, in Qingyun City, that sword opened the sky, three thousand miles of wind and snow... …
Standing on the railing of the observatory, Ling Henchao was holding a saber, his face turned pale and sweat was raining.
"kill!"
Chen Xing yelled violently, drew his sword and charged forward, holding the sword in his right hand, and secretly pinching the chrysanthemum arrow symbol in his left hand...
But at this moment.
Ling Henchao shivered, his lower body suddenly soaked with water stains, soaked, and under the cold wind in the square, there was a burst of heat.
Pee?
Is this scared?
Chen Xinglie rushed forward, stagnating.
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a very strange talent.
The bravery of the big demon!