MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 173 Beautiful flowers

Xiao Shao put his fingers together and lowered them gently, saying, "I will not kill."

Lin Shu: "Yes."

He continued to watch Xiao Shao.

For a long time, Xiao Shao heard it lightly: "Although I am a grudge, I only want to be ... forever."

After a pause, he looked into the distance and continued: "Today, from now on, no matter how to cultivate magic and immortality, whether it is the enemy or the friend, Xiao Shao will never use this magic to hurt anyone in the world. The purple thunder fell from the sky, and the gods died. "

He spoke softly and flatly, but Lin Shu knew that this man, when he said that, would do it.

In the light, Xiao Shao seemed to let go of his mind.

Lin stared at him.

In any case, Xiao Shao's life seems to have remained the same.

Maybe it has changed a little bit, but the bottom line is still the bottom line, without any shake.

Turning your hands over the clouds and your hands over the rain, the Northern Xiahuang City was washed by blood, and it is not difficult at this moment.

But Xiao Shao was never an unscrupulous person.

Xiao Shao turned back and looked at him: "Go back now?"

Lin Shu nodded, and after a while, he asked some questions, "What is your realm now?"

Xiao Shao frowned and said, I don't know.

Lin Shu exploratively tried his body breath, but within the meridians, he was full of vitality and unfathomable, and his momentum was so impressive that he could no longer describe it as crossing the robbery.

Xiao Shao controlled his arm to turn into a mist of blood, and then changed back, saying: "It seems immortal and will not be injured by weapon spells."

He looked at the folding bamboo sword hanging on Lin Shu: "try it?"

Lin Shu drew his sword out of the sheath.

Xiao Shao showed his wrist to him.

Lin Shu stroked his wrist blankly.

Xiao Shao: "You didn't feel bad."

Lin Shu: "After all, I am a sword practitioner who cultivates ruthlessness."

He went on.

At first, it was as if I had encountered a copper wall or an iron wall. I couldn't go in the slightest. Then, Xiao Shao said, I withdraw my defense and you try again.

The next thing went very smoothly. The sword tip penetrated Xiao Shao's skin without hindrance, but when the sword front touched it, the skin and bones turned into blood mist. Jian Feng fluttered across the pair, and the blood mist healed, his wrists were unharmed.

Weapons can pierce flesh and blood, but even a dead soldier can't do anything about a mist.

Then the problem arises.

The death of the big witch was due to Lin Shu's stabbing of his heart, and the man was dead.

Since the body of resentment will not be injured by any weapon spell, how did he kill the big witch?

Xiao Shao said: "Perhaps you were surprised that he didn't have time to defend."

Then he refuted himself: "Blood Mist, don't have to defend."

Lin Shu put forward the idea: "Jiange's mentality is demonstrating evil, and perhaps there is something special about the ruthless sword intention."

Then I also refuted myself: "But I just stabbed you with a folding bamboo sword."

The discussion was unsuccessful, Xiao Shao said: "No more, the dead have died."

It also seemed a bit stunned: "He is not a very evil person, but he is confused. When it comes to strangeness, I sometimes feel that his breath is not strange, it seems like an old acquaintance, but I don't remember having known it."

Lin Shu seriously explained to Xiao Shao: "In short, he is dead, so if you want to think about it, it's all like this."

Xiao Shao took his face seriously: "Baby makes sense."

Lin Shu: "..."

After this episode, I got up and rejected Beiguan.

While the morning light was faint and the day was not bright, Xiao Shao led him to jump from the top of the tower, flying over the entire Northern Xia Imperial City, and then heading south.

After an hour, but when I saw the barren hills, a checkpoint across the mountains, it was to reject the North Pass.

Xiao Shao didn't know when he had changed himself back to Ling Fengxiao. He was wearing a red coat and fell on the city's head. He called Shishan "seeing His Highness Fengyang".

His Royal Highness Fengyang was arrogant and indifferent, and said, get up.

Immediately, the general asked his Highness to move to the camp to arrange defense.

His Royal Highness went, and before he left, he was a little bit reluctant, and told Lin Shu to return soon.

Lin Shu felt that the big witch was dead, and Nanxia's heart trouble was gone. The young lady did not have to spend much energy from now on, but it was gratifying.

He returned to his residence.

"Master!" Qing Lu greeted.

Lin Shu: "Will Qingyang Jianju be memorized?"

Qing Lu slipped while carrying his sword: "I'll go back!"

Ok.

Lin Shu continued to walk inside.

Lingsu practiced his sword under a plum tree in the courtyard. It was very good-looking in one move and one way. It was good-looking. When he saw him, he saluted: "The Lord."

Continue to go inside, the room is lit with a stove, and the fruit is teaching Yingying to play chess.

Seeing him coming, Yingying reached out to hug.

Holding her soft and warm daughter, Lin Shu looked at the chessboard. Yingying's chess skills were not good, and she was too young.

After showing off his fruit that he was about to successfully produce three fruits, a pair of eyes very similar to Ling Fengxiao picked Lin Shu, and looked at the chessboard, which meant to play with him-Lin Shu took a chess piece and He played.

Time flies quickly, and within a few games, the sun is almost in midair.

Suddenly, there was a trough of soldiers and horses at the door. A messenger flew in and was stopped by Lingsu with a sword: "It must not be rude."

The fruit took Lin Shu to follow the sound, and the messenger kneeled in front of Lin Shu, seeming a little nervous, I do not know how to call it: "This, this boy ... Xianjun, Lord, please save us!"

Lin Shuwei frowned: "What is it?"

The messenger said: "His Highness suddenly became furious and severely punished a dozen school captains. Now he summoned the generals and tortured them one by one. The people in the big account were heartbroken. The Lord of the Court is His Highness's husband and may be able to persuade him. He also asked the Lord to take a trip to persuade His Royal Highness, otherwise the dozens of school captains and generals might be headed!

Lin Shu frowned: "Why is your Highness furious?"

"This ..." The soldier's face was embarrassed: "The villain didn't know it, for no reason, His Royal Highness Fengyang suddenly changed his temper ..."

Lin Shu signaled that he no longer needed to say, "Take me there."

The soldiers were glad to lead the way.

How many people want their heads to fall, Lin Shu doesn't care much. Ling Fengxiao must punish them, there must be a reason. He passed, but he was a little scared of Ling Fengxiao's resentment in his body, and he was angry with himself.

The camp was sombre, kneeling in front of a row of soldiers, the atmosphere was afraid to come out.

A piece of paper and pen was blown off the ground, as well as a broken ring.

The commander led Lin Shu from behind, so now he can't see Ling Fengxiao's look, he can only hear the frosty sound: "Seventeen bans, fifty-four slashes, three recidivisms, and more sins. Drag out ... "

Lin Shu came out from the wooden screen, and saw Ling Fengxiao's eyes frosty and expressionless, and the next Captain Husong had shaken like a sieve.

Seeing that look of death, Ling Fengxiao should be saying, dragged out and chopped.

Lin Shu saw Ling Fengxiao Yu Guang sting to himself.

Then his tone eased: "... drag out, hit a hundred batons, and fill the firehead."

The captain of the tiger owl, as if pardoned, fell to the ground, shivering, and was dragged down by two armored soldiers.

At this time, a gray-haired veteran standing on the right side of Ling Fengxiao also looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he saw a savior.

Lin Shu looked at Ling Fengxiao's face again.

Not really angry.

Really, normal.

The young lady had been arrogant for twenty years, and she had a bad temper, no big deal.

These soldiers have been in the border for a long time, and they have no knowledge of His Royal Highness Fengyang. They thought that "Princess" was a soft-spoken lady, and the difference between them was so great that they were overwhelmed by Ling Fengxiao's imposing immortality This will easily be frightened into a mess, so that he is in a hurry to seek medical treatment and asks him to come to the rescue.

Lin drove away.

Ling Fengxiao pulled his hand and seemed to want him to sit down.

However, Lin Shu didn't choose to take a seat with Miss, and only stood on the right.

The young lady first came to the North Gate and brought only some elite soldiers and women. These soldiers were probably not convinced. Ling Fengxiao was obviously trying to kill the chicken and monkey.

Since it was a chicken killing tamarin, he could not sit next to the young lady-this would damage the majesty of the young lady.

The old general saw that he not only did not stop, but also served Li Lingfeng Xiao's actions, showing a look of despair.

Lin Shu was unmoved, and looked at the soldiers who were scared by the atmosphere, and even felt a little interesting-to be honest, his aesthetic has gradually changed over the years, and I feel that the young lady is aggressive and powerful, and she is in power Looks pretty.

The young lady continued to deal with military affairs.

Lin Shu listened and heard three things.

One is to gather money from the crowd, the other is to seize the soldiers and the army, and the third is to seize the people. In the end, nine people were beheaded and more than 30 people were dismissed. The remaining penalties ranged from one to 100.

When leaving the field, the sergeants in the field were all embarrassed and dejected-this dejected, and the young lady saw the handle and rebuked a few words.

In the end, only Ling Fengxiao, Lin Shu, and the old general left in the big account.

The old general glanced at Lin Shu as he left.

That's the expression of hating iron and steel, saying: I think you, as your Highness husband, can live where you want to be. Who would be a little white face for a tiger!

This made Lin Shu laugh a little.

The young lady got up, took Lin Shu's hand, and said to go for a walk.

Crossing the school yard, to the city wall, the sky is covered with yellow sand.

Ling Fengxiao sat in the city and leaned on Lin Shu's shoulder.

Lin Shu was afraid that the sister-in-law was holding the young lady, took it down one by one, and put it in her hand.

Although the young lady was not angry, she was so annoyed that he could feel it.

After a while, she really listened to Ling Fengxiao saying: "It has been a long time since I refused the North Pass, General Zhou Lao was too generous, and I will be cleared again in one month."

Rejecting the customs of the Beiguan Pass, he and Ling Fengxiao, as Dan Zhuyusu, mixed in the red account as early as three years ago, and they learned. Objectively speaking, they should be cleaned up.

Unexpectedly, Ling Fengxiao said again, "However, you are not with me, and my temperament fluctuates. It seems too fierce."

Lin Shu thought about it and returned a sentence: "Not fierce."

Ling Fengxiao laughed.

The smile of a beauty is like a peony, and she has a bit of cinnabar in the corner of her eyes, which is really thrilling.

Lin Shu asked, is your heartbeat okay?

With that said, he wanted to reach out and explore, but he paused again.

Previously, Ling Fengxiao's shell relied on ossification and Yirong, but now she relies on illusion.

Since it is transfiguration, does the young lady have a chest now?

Lin Shu tried visual inspection.

Failing the visual inspection, he asked, "Are you ... a real woman now?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "I don't know what a real woman looks like, I can't imagine it."

Then his expression moved, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "The chest can be roughly made out."

Then, as the blood mist flashed, Ling Fengxiao caught Lin Shu's hand and pressed it on his chest.

Lin Shu was unprepared for a while, but he succeeded, only to feel that his subordinates were in a strange softness.

As if he had hit a fire, he reflectively returned to his recovery hand.

This man is perverted and won't let him accept.

Lin Shuping was neither, nor did he press, the whole person froze, and the blood had to stop flowing.

The atmosphere was weird, and a footstep came from behind. It turned out that the old general was coming up. Seeing that, there seemed to be something to say to Ling Fengxiao.

However, His Royal Highness Fengyang was being frivolous at this moment, pressing someone else's hand on his chest, and still laughing with trembling flowers.

The old general's face was going green, and immediately turned down the tower, pretending that he had never been.

——According to the normal situation, Lin Shu and Ling Fengxiao really can't see the old general from this angle, but now they are one of them, the one who is close to the land fairy, how can they not know.

Lin Shu coughed stiffly, and the words were incoherent: "You ... pay attention."

The young lady raised her eyebrows: "Nanxia Jiangshan is mine. What reputation do I want?"

"I ..." Lin Shu couldn't breathe and continued trying to close his hand. "I ... I'm not used to it."

The young lady thoughtfully pressed her breast on the other side: "It's strange."

Lin Shu was finally released.

The young lady also chose to keep calm.

Lin Shu hasn't slowed down yet, and his breathing is not smooth.

Ling Fengxiao couldn't stop laughing, and had some fun, but finally lay quietly in his arms, his hair spread, his eyes were slightly red, and his body was cold and faint. It was often smoked in the school palace. which type.

Lin Shu hugged him, sniffing the familiar aroma, and suddenly felt the past, like a dream.

When he first met the bad-tempered young lady of Phoenix Mountain Villa, he never imagined that one day.

And the beautiful family in the arms, like a stream of water in front of me, felt like only a moment, but the first acquaintance was five years ago.

He looked away from Ling Fengxiao, and looked at the distant world. After a while, he couldn't help looking back, and looked down at Ling Fengxiao's eyes.

Ling Fengxiao smiled at him.

Between this laugh, Lin Shu felt that he didn't seem to be repairing like a sword without emotion.

The author has something to say: For you, like a beautiful family, like a stream of water. ——Tang Xianzu's "Peony Pavilion"