Chapter 93: How dare you act in front of me!

Shoot?
Separate the door and the wall of the study, once the Chrysanthemum Arrow Talisman is cast, it will shoot a hole in the wall, which will affect the appearance. Moreover, the Chrysanthemum Arrow Talisman is a bit expensive and used to shoot Chu Jingyue, which is really overkill.
How about using a sledgehammer?
Chen Xinglie no longer paid attention to Chu Jingyue, but involuntarily emerged in his heart the scene that he had just seen in the aiming interface.
As the saying goes...
Thinking day by day, dreaming by night.
Chen Xinglie soon had a dream, dreaming that he was living with Shi Feiyu, Zhao Yumeng, and the Empress... happily living together, living a life without shame or irritation, and even gave birth to a second child, but...
Can't afford a school district room!
very scary!
Puff!
Chen Xinglie was shocked.
Sit up in shock!
He rubbed his face fiercely, looked around blankly, and suddenly thought that he had already come to the world of martial arts, and he had become a big demon, and the money obtained by sweeping Donggang was piled in the storage ring.
Jinshan Yinshan is in hand.
It was mixed.
Chen Xinglie wiped off his cold sweat and went to sleep, muttering in his heart:
Raise the spirit, so kill!
...
This time I slept until midnight.
Chen Xinglie stood up and got up, looked out of the window, and saw that the night sky was full of stars and moon.
The beautiful scenery on the good day is boundless.
Chen Xinglie felt more refreshed. The energy spent in alchemy in the morning, as well as the psychological pressure he suffered from the wave of "small waste" hidden tasks, were swept away. He stretched out leisurely and walked out. In the study, I saw Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue sitting under the tree.
Li Qinglian quickly got up and saluted.
"Master Chen is polite."
Chu Jingyue hurriedly stood up.
"What's the matter here?" Chen Xinglie asked casually, with a torch-like gaze, looking at this Tushanzong true biography disciple in front of him, only to feel that the clothes on this girl seemed to be a bit too much, and they actually covered up a lot of her beauty and manners.
I really don't know how to wear clothes!
Chen Xinglie couldn't help but shook his head, sighing, thinking that women in this world should be divided into three types.
The first type of woman, wearing a suitable dress, can add a bit of beauty and show more demeanor.
The average woman in the world belongs to this kind.
The second type of woman, no matter what clothes she wears,? They will cover up their appearance a bit, if they don't wear it, they will look better, and they will be promoted directly from the level of a big beauty to a peerless beauty.
Chu Jingyue belongs to the second type.
As for the third type, no matter what clothes you wear and what kind of dress you wear, your appearance will not change much.
Such a woman is the best in the world.
Zhao Yumeng, who is dressed in plain white and blue silk shawl, does not dress up at all, is of this kind.
Shi Feiyu, who uses fake straw hair bands to help her hair and wears a coarse men's clothing, is the same.
Of course, there is also the empress of the upper realm who impressed Chen Xinglie.
Chen Xinglie weighed the types of women in the world in his heart, and his eyes gradually became deeper.
Questions of this kind are very profound.
Philosophical matters always make men who think about these issues deeper and more connotative.
Chu Jingyue was frightened, she only felt that Chen Xinglie's eyes were really terrifying. His eyes were like sharp sword aura. It seemed that she had chopped up all her clothes, one by one, and the whole body was seen. It's finished.
"Chen...Master Chen."
Chu Jingyue was a little at a loss, and lowered her head and said, "I'm here to find Young Master Chen, and I was ordered to deliver the letter."
Chen Xinglie was indifferent.
Sending letters again?
In the afternoon, the Imperial Secret Agent came to the courtyard and helped Qin Wannian deliver a letter. The letter actually said that he would assist the emperor and help the world...
What did Tu Shanzong want to express when Chu Jingyue sent the letter?
In the Dabo Empire, there are three thousand martial arts gates. Only the Tushanzong, known as the Guarding State Zongmen, has been branded by the Dabo Empire since ancient times. This time I send a letter to it. Is it because I want to let this master submit? Court?
"I won't read this letter."
Chen Xinglie didn't have any interest in these things, and waved his hands at will, saying: "The grievances between you and me, as early as the day of the Feiyunlou banquet, had already been broken. Now, you and I have no grievances, why bother in this Before you sit, worry about being afraid?"
Chu Jingyue reached into her sleeves and took out a bamboo slip tied with red silk, and said: "Master's order, Jingyue dare not violate it. Please don't blame Chen Gongzi. If this letter provokes Chen Gongzi I'm glad, I also ask Mr. Chen to take it for the sake of Senior Sister Yumeng, don't blame Jingyue, after all, I'm only following orders."
Write a letter on bamboo slips?
Chen Xinglie was a little surprised.
Bamboo slips are things used by people in ancient times. In this era, the martial arts civilization is very developed, and white paper can be sold everywhere. Those who like to be arty usually use silk and silk books. Who knows how to use bamboo slips?
This person is really pretending!
Chen Xinglie thought this act of pretending to be very ridiculous, and said jokingly: "According to you, this letter of yours will definitely upset me."
Chu Jingyue lowered her head and said: "The two armies are fighting, don't cut them."
"Don't kill the messenger?" Chen Xinglie sneered: "This seat is an evil spirit outsider, a big demon, why do you have to abide by such rules?"
A trace of panic flashed in Chu Jingyue's eyes, and she stepped back, not daring to pass the bamboo slips to Chen Xinglie.
"Bring it!"
Chen Xinglie's eyes sank, and he said, "I want to see who it is that dares to act in front of me."
Chu Jingyue had to offer bamboo slips, but did not name Wang Shuangkai.
Li Qinglian begged: "Please see Master Yumeng for the sake of Senior Sister Jingyue this time..."
Chen Xinglie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept past Li Qinglian.
The little maid hurriedly closed her mouth so frightened, she didn't dare to say anything more.
Chen Xinglie picked up the bamboo slips, with a ray of sword air from his fingertips, cutting the silk.
Wow!
The bamboo slip opens.
Zheng!
A sword sounded, suddenly sounded.
The biting sword intent rushed out of the bamboo slips, gathered into a bunch, aroused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensed into a frosty sword energy, and rushed straight into the sky.
Boom!
In the clear night sky full of stars and moon, thunder came from the void, crashing down, smashing on the sword aura, and blasting the sword's edge with waves, condensing countless Dao rhyme patterns, wrapped in ripples of thunder light , Into the sword intent, sweeping the entire courtyard.
A mere sword intent will cause thunder from the sky!
This is the sword intent of the pinnacle master of the land gods.
It's not that this sword intent can spur the power of heaven and earth to blend into a sword.
Just because the world's people should ascend to the upper realm by cultivating to the peak of the land gods.
Whoever refuses to leave will be struck by lightning.
This side of heaven and earth sensed the sword intent of the land gods, so regardless of the three seven twenty-one, directly launched the thunder bomb, after the bombing, the target will be found to be wrong, so the second thunder will not be dropped.
However, the sword intent was urged by thunder, but its power surged.
Holding the bamboo slips in his hands, Chen Xinglie was the first to bear the brunt. He was hit by the sword intent, and only felt that there was a mighty power that rushed straight into his mind, like a mountain overwhelming, unstoppable!