Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 227 The Days We Hurt Each Other With the Villains (18)

When Li Feng returned to the Demon Palace again, most of the time had passed. The first day of the lunar new year was not in the main hall, and the only place he could go was the Hall of Mental Cultivation. I came to the gate of the small courtyard where I came in the early morning.

The laughter of the boys and girls was extremely piercing in the majestic and majestic magic palace, and Li Feng had a very good hearing ability. After hearing the girl's laughter in the morning, I felt mixed emotions in my heart, and then turned to go to the training ground.

It's ridiculous to say that for the past five years, he has only thought about revenge and abandoned everything in his heart. After a long time, he even forgot about his sister who grew up with him.

There was joy in the martial arts practice field, many demon disciples were thrown out of the field one by one by Li Feng, lying on the ground and screaming, but no one stepped forward to answer them.

Chuyi who got the news lay on the couch, spat out the grape skins in his mouth, and looked down at the ugly guard of the magic palace in front of him.

"Understood, isn't it just to practice martial arts for a while, what are you making such a fuss about?"

In fact, only the first day of junior high school knows how uncertain she is in her heart. She likes Li Feng, an apprentice, because "she" killed his parents, and she feels guilty in her heart, and because Li Feng is a smart person, he can talk to him. No effort at all.

At this moment the guards came to tell him that Li Feng wounded all the guards of the Demon Palace just to put himself on guard.

But so what if he was prepared, he relied on the physical skills of the demons to increase his strength, but the essence was empty. Li Feng has practiced for so many years, his foundation is solid, and he is willing to endure hardships, he will definitely climb on his own head in the future.

"Toilet, are you sure you didn't mistake the male lead?"

I'm afraid that it will be like the first plane again. The toilet deliberately misleads me that the male lead is Xia Tian, ​​causing myself various misunderstandings and embarrassing myself. Now Li Feng stays by my side all day, which is exactly the same as the male lead's setting ah.

"Ding, guaranteed by the head of the project, no."

"Hey, does a set of data still have human heads, robot heads?"

Eliminating the uncertainty in her heart, she waved her hands to make her subordinates retreat. She had to think about how to get in touch with Feng Wuyan as much as possible.

If this continues, the task will not be completed for hundreds of years.

"Ding, a warm reminder, the target is about to go down the mountain."

Xu Shi's questioning on the first day of the junior high school reminded the toilet of the past, and the cold mechanical sound that was the same as usual made the first day of the junior high school feel guilty.

On the first day of the junior high school, I turned over and got down on the bed. I reached out to close my collar, but after a flash of inspiration in my mind, I let the collar slip off.

Acting coquettishly, showing cuteness, rolling around and pretending to cry is useless, but the accident that happened at the entrance of Qingfeng Cave last time made Feng Wuyan's ears red.

Cheerful laughter came from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the passing guards and maidservants shook their heads and sighed, fearing that the master was thinking about the master of Shuangfeng Peak again.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the atmosphere belonging to the first grade of junior high school in the Hall of Mental Cultivation disappeared without a trace in the breath. The guards and maidservants couldn't stay longer, so they had to turn around and leave.

I really don't know when the silly master will be enlightened.

"Toilet, do you think my current image is okay?"

Pulling the collar on the shoulders, Chuyi was leaning on a big tree outside Pingchou Town at this time, his attractive figure attracted the attention of passers-by frequently.

"Ding, shield everything below the neck."

The boring answer made the first day of junior high school curl up his lips. Is this considered professional ethics?Since you are so dedicated, why not just give yourself props and let yourself pass the level directly, wouldn't it be better?

"Ding, it doesn't exist."

First day of junior high school: Dogs are all eavesdroppers!
　Waiting for friend's fruit tea and so on
　　
　
(End of this chapter)