Chen Xue said softly but firmly: "...——-I can take care of your home for you!"

Feng Yun laughed loudly.

Just these seven words, like seven sharp arrows, shot directly into his heart!

"good!"

Feng Yun gently grabbed Chen Xue's hand and said word by word: "Thank you for your hard work for the rest of your life!"

Chen Xue bowed slightly and lowered his head: "I beg you for the rest of your life!"

"The food is here!!"

Feng Xue's cheerful voice sounded: "Brother, sister-in-law, how about you become a cultivator and get drunk!"

Feng Yun and Chen Xue let go of their hands, looked at each other, smiled, and said at the same time: "Okay!"

Ding Ziran was swinging his sword tirelessly.

The tomb of the gods has been opened, and the battle is over.

For him, it has no impact.

As he continued to practice his sword, his eyes seemed to have turned into sword light.

The whole person is skinny and skinny.

However, it is getting sharper and sharper, and its momentum is getting more and more fierce.

A sword flew out.

Soaring five hundred feet into the sky!

This sword takes the first feather on the eagle's head!

"throat!!"

A goshawk that just passed by let out a long cry of fright, flapped its wings, and flew away with a curse. The sword strike just now almost scared the eagle to the point of pissing it off!

But if you look closely, you feel that nothing has been lost.

In the air, Ding Ziran focused his eyes and looked at two short white hairs that were not visible in front of him.

There is neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

The body fell lightly.

"There is still a deviation. I only wanted to take the first hair above the eagle's nose, but I cut off two hairs!"

"I have to keep practicing!"

Ding Ziran thought silently in his heart.

Then I started training hard again.

He is like an ascetic who doesn't care about anything.

In my eyes, there is only sword!

In my heart, there is only sword!

I only have the sword in my hand!

In my life, there is only sword!

Xue Changqing was taking care of the red fox, which had been recovering for a long time from a paw scratched on its belly by a small white tiger.

But Xue Changqing didn't see it at that time. He only thought it was Yan Beihan's hand. After all, the red fox couldn't wait for a long time, so he felt strange in his heart.

He knew the strength of Red Fox, but Yan Beihan could easily hurt Red Fox, which made Xue Changqing feel a heavy sense of crisis.

"We must work harder! Feng Yun is already very scary, this Yan Beihan is so scary now,
Chapter completed!