"Bang" Before Sima Huiyin's words fell, a punch attacked more and more fiercely, and he raised his eyes to face Nangong Wentian's red eyes.
"Dare to say my cigarettes are bad, damn it" Damn the smoke that peeps at him, and the bad one who evaluates his cigarette is equally damned.
And he looks like a hypocrite, damn it; Speak arrogantly, damn it; The smile is superficial, damn it Nangong Wentian discovered Sima Huiyin's countless damn places in one fell swoop, and then found that if he didn't kill the people in front of him, he would be sorry for so many damn places.
Sima Huiyin, who had originally avoided Nangong Wentian's fist, was full of energy, and when he heard my three words, his face suddenly sank, and his eyes instantly stared at Nangong Wentian, and after a while, his eyes suddenly became angry.
Long Feiyan is Nangong Wentian's smoke, so she can't come She is the smoke of Nangong Wentian, the smoke of Nangong Wentian.
It's not his Sima Huiyin's cigarettes Sima Huiyin's smoke Suddenly felt that these six words were the happiest thing in his life.
It's a pity She's not his, she's not his The hands hanging casually on both sides were clenched tightly into a ball, and a hideous face was revealed.
Sima Huiyin was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, a shallow smile rippled on his face: "Your smoke may not be" Whoever kills the deer, it is not necessarily, he Sima Huiyin has a fancy for it, he will never miss, things are like this, and people must be like this "Not necessarily" Nangong Wentian looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and felt that there must be something wrong with this person's brain.
"Sima Huiyin, you are dead hearted and only love me, no matter what you do, she will only love me in this life, and the person who grows old with a white head will only be me."
For other things, Nangong Wentian may still have a little doubt, but Long Feiyan is still full of confidence in his feelings.
He was sure that his cigarettes loved him, and only loved him.
Being able to get Long Feiyan's love is the proudest thing in his life.
No one can escape this love.
He's 100% sure.
Long Feiyan really didn't expect that he would have such a rotten peach blossom.
Although she is very satisfied with Nangong Wentian's trust in her, she still has to say what she should say.
"Sima Huiyin, I love Nangong Wentian, I only love him in this life, and there will never be a second person" Long Feiyan said the oath with a condensed expression, glaring at Sima Huiyin angrily, the whole nervous disorder, looking at his dragged look, as if whoever he fancied was whose honor.
It's a pity that she really doesn't feel honored at all, she just feels inexplicable.
Sima Huiyin listened to Long Feiyan's words so categorically, and there was a flash of murderous intent on his dissatisfied face.
Love him alone, there will be no second person If Nangong Wentian died, he wouldn't love it Nangong Wentian looked at the murderous aura remaining in Sima Huiyin's eyebrows, and coldly hooked his lips: "If you want to kill me, dream" I even thought about killing him and getting his cigarettes again, and I had a good idea.
It's a pity that there are no doors, not even windows Sima Huiyin looked at Nangong Wentian, who was also full of murderous energy, his expression was still faint, and he was full of elegance.
It's just that the cold and gloomy aura surrounding his eyes makes his whole person exude a murderous aura.
It was an air of madness.
Long Feiyan looked at Sima Huiyin like this, and frowned slightly.
I was sitting at home, and disaster fell from the sky, and I provoked such a madman.
"Nangong Wentian, I know that you are the most outstanding disciple of Qiu Wuxing, but it's a pity that the person you met was me" Rampant, absolutely rampant, absolutely low-key rampant "Then try," Nangong Wentian sneered.
"Good" The two of them shot almost at the same time, only to see Sima Huiyin's hands clasped together violently, and then lightning changed countless palm prints, attacking Nangong Wentian.
And Nangong Wentian was also not to be outdone, and the palm wind was also waved out, and there was no fluctuation under the eyebrows, and there was a kind of calmness that Taishan collapsed in front of him.
One is radical and the other is calm, the two of them attack and kill you, and they fight inseparably for a while.
Long Feiyan's brows became more and more frowned, and his pretty face was also heavy, staring at Nangong Wentian with an ugly expression.
She was surprised to find that Nangong Wentian's skills seemed to have regressed.
These days, what happened to Nangong Wentian's body, how could his skills regress Just when Long Feiyan was thinking wildly, Sima Huiyin suddenly shouted: "The power of Xuantian" When the four words Sima Huiyin Xuantian Power sounded, Long Feiyan suddenly found that this heaven and earth seemed to be filled with a thin mist, and in that mist, it seemed to be filled with extremely cold and powerful spiritual power.
What's even more weird is that these mist seemed to recognize the master, surrounding Sima Huiyin's side, as if attracted by something, surging towards Sima Huiyin's eyebrows, and under the irrigation of these mist, Long Feiyan was surprised to find that Sima Huiyin's spiritual power skyrocketed at an incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, Sima Huiyin's cultivation reached the supreme third level.
Obviously, Sima Huiyin was remembering the power of Xuantian that he had just called, and directly improved his cultivation to an extremely strong state in a short period of time.
And, seeing this scene, Nangong Wentian couldn't help frowning, and said suspiciously: "Qiu Wuxing is willing to hand over his life-saving technique to you, and you are really attentive to you." ” He was a little puzzled, Sima Huiyin was the son of the Holy Emperor, and the Autumn Self Line was incompatible with the Holy Emperor over the years, how could he hand over his most important life-preserving technique to Sima Huiyin You must know that even his daughter Qiu Ruoshui has never learned this secret method, let alone their disciples who are one level away.
However, in the autumn, I handed over my life-saving technique to the son of the enemy.
This thing, why does she look really weird "Nangong Wentian, today this must be the place where he is buried."
Sima Huiyin looked at the pair of golden boys and girls in front of him, stared at Nangong Wentian with cold eyes, and then sneered: "I want to take a good look today, how is the most proud disciple in Qiu Xing now?"
"It's better than you," Nangong Wentian fought back coldly.
The four eyes were facing each other, and their eyes were as sharp as a blade.
At this time, the spiritual power of the two of them was already indescribably strong.
Obviously, both of them want to solve each other completely.
No matter how much you appreciate it this year, you have to come first and come first Under Sima Huiyin's cold gaze, Nangong Wentian's gaze was indifferent and solemn, without the slightest timidity.
At the same time, the blood in the body gradually became hot and boiling.
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There was a surging battle intent surging in Nangong Wentian's heart.
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