Chapter 327: Warrior, what are your dreams?

Such warriors are rare.
In Chen Xinglie's memory, he had never seen this woman, only remembered her fame, and now it is the first time he has met a real person.
well!
Chen Xinglie's eyes looked at Ling Xiuxiu, and immediately became different. He turned around and glanced at the tongueless old eunuch.
In terms of loyalty and meaning.
The tongueless old and the Ling Xiuxiu warrior are a kind of people, and they are all within Chen Xinglie's appreciation.
but.
No tongue but was seen a little guilty in his heart, and asked: "Dare to ask Master Chen, what is your order?"
Chen Xinglie did not answer, but took a meaningful look at the old eunuch, then faced Ling Xiuxiu and said, "How old are you this year?"
In the world of martial arts, feudal thought prevailed.
Generally speaking.
The age of women being asked is mostly related to marriage talks.
Ling Xiu was ashamed and angry, and apparently misunderstood what Chen Xinglie meant. She frowned, gritted her teeth, and replied: "Twenty-eight, not yet married. If the son wants me to serve the pillow, he will open the net, I am willing. ."
Twenty-eight years old.
Not too old.
Judging from the martial arts vision she showed when she flew down from the stargazing platform, she seemed to be the sixth state of martial arts, the cultivation of the hidden realm.
Before the age of thirty, he practiced to the sixth stage of martial arts...
This means that her talent and aptitude belong to the superior talents in the martial arts world, and the limit of martial arts training should be around the ninth and tenth martial arts.
If there were no special circumstances and no additional opportunities, this Ling Xiuxiu would not be able to break through to the land immortal throughout his life.
As for what Ling Xiuxiu said about serving the pillow.
Pillows are pillows, seats are sheets, and serving pillow seats means rolling sheets.
The twenty-eight-year-old Yu Jie's beauty, seems... it seems pretty good.
However, for now, this kind of thing...
No need to think about it!
There are always people who want to hurt this seat!
However, in some time, the foundation of martial arts will be firmly established, and it will not be too late to talk about serving the pillow.
Chen Xinglie skipped the "pillow seat" and asked instead, "I ask you, what are your dreams?"
dream?
Ling Xiuxiu was stunned.
She was already mentally prepared to feed demons with her body, and to leave everything aside, to serve the dying Sect Master in front of her, just to save the lives of the group of people behind her, in exchange for the safety of Cangming Palace.
Never expected it.
This person didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and even asked her what dreams were.
Ling Xiuxiu had to answer: "Before I joined the teacher, my dream was to cultivate to the land gods and ascend to the upper realm. This is so difficult. Now, I have long dared not to hope.
Chen Xinglie nodded slightly and said, "In life, there is always a dream. What if it is realized?"
"With my aptitude, unless I get a great opportunity, it will be difficult to enter the land fairyland in this life." Ling Xiuxiu didn't know why Chen Xinglie would tell her this, but because of the extreme awe of the man who died of the palace master, she had to obey. Following his words, give a very simple answer.
"Yes, very self-aware." Chen Xinglie nodded slightly, and then he waved to Ling Xiuxiu and said, "Come here."
Ling Xiuxiu's eyes sank, and she wondered if she agreed to let her "serve the pillow seat."
She knew she couldn't resist, anyway, her arms couldn't twist her thighs, so she could only admit her fate and walked towards Chen Xinglie nervously.
"If this seat is open to the Internet, would you be single-minded to this seat?" Chen Xinglie's expression was solemn and his eyes were deep.
Chen Xinglie asked about loyalty.
But Ling Xiuxiu understood the wrong meaning, thinking it was an emotional question, and replied very firmly: "Don’t worry, I’m not a pretty woman! As long as I open up the Internet, I will serve my son wholeheartedly. Unswervingly!"
There was a faint smile on the corner of Chen Xinglie's mouth, and he stopped asking more questions.
The woman in front of her was a living person.
People have ideas and ideas.
It is impossible to see the loyalty directly like the character NPC in the spicy chicken games I have played before.
Loyalty needs to be cultivated.
The future is long.
This matter can take time.
In any case, this Ling Xiuxiu beauty is essentially a brave warrior.
This is enough.
"Unswerving until death?"
Chen Xinglie looked at Ling Xiuxiu up and down, smiled proudly, and said, "Very good. These four words will not change until death is worthy of your dream."
Why does it have something to do with dreams while talking?
Why does this wicked man who makes people die without blinking always likes to say this?
I'm afraid it's a perverted character and difficult to serve!
Ling Xiuxiu looked complicated.
Chen Xinglie turned around and left.
Leiyin Poolside.
Chen Xinglie walked slowly along the bank of the willow embankment, very leisurely between steps, as if walking in his own garden, enjoying himself.
This time, this seat made Ling Henchao die, killing his life and raising the sword with the great sword, this trip was worthwhile.
There are two things that fall short of the fly.
First of all, there were a lot of onlookers, and it was inconvenient to collect the spoils from Ling Henchao. In full view, things like licking the bag and touching the corpse violated the personality of this seat.
Secondly, Hengjingmen is not among the group of people in Cangming Hall, and it seems that they have not yet come to the capital of Datong. This time, Hengjingmen and Ling Henchao have not been able to go on the road with Ling Henchao. If they encounter them later, they have to let Hengjingmen die alone. Once, it seemed a bit cumbersome.
Fortunately...
This seat picked up a warrior.
No loss for this wave!
As for the wind...
Today, I saw her for the first time. There are many things in my memory that have not happened yet. Could it be an eye for an eye for a tooth?
Immediately build a loft and surround it with a large array. The golden house hides its charms, is inseparable, and does things that are not suitable for children in the dark?
In terms of Feng Youyou's slightly idiotic eyes, he might not resist.
Even very cooperative? ? ?
She is willing to...
This seat is not willing yet.
How can the great youth of this seat hang to a tree?
Chen Xinglie thought secretly, drifting away.
Ling Xiuxiu silently followed Chen Xinglie.
Until far away from Lei Yinchi, Ling Xiuxiu was able to confirm that Chen Xinglie would not repent and would not turn around and kill a carbine.
She breathed a sigh of relief and silently put away the blue thundery orb in her palm, no longer worrying about the safety of everyone in Cangming Hall, but worried about herself.
Ling Xiuxiu's eyes became blank.
"Young Master Chen has a handsome appearance and a majestic attitude. No matter how you look at it, he is a beautiful man unparalleled in the world."
"But it's him, who has forced the hall master and uncle uncle to death alive. But I have to serve him wholeheartedly until death..."
Ling Xiuxiu's heart was a bit sad.
Leiyinchi has beautiful scenery.
The breeze is gentle.
Tears overflowed in Ling Xiuxiu's eyes, and she fell into the wind.