The surname of Dao Sheng is Feng. Because of his relationship, the Feng family is also a prosperous family.

The Feng family has many descendants. Not to mention that the younger generation is all talented, but many have reached the realm of returning to the truth. At least it is no problem to become the mainstay of the human race in the future.

Such a family will not be too bad even if they don’t have a sword saint at least in the next few hundred years.

However, the most famous Feng family is not the men of the Feng family, but their family has very strong genes. Whether it is the legitimate branch or branch, all of them are boys.

Until the youngest Feng Mingzhu was born, she had eighteen brothers in front of her. Both her brothers and cousins ​​loved her hard-won sister very much.

It is not an exaggeration to say that she grew up in a honeypot.

However, the most rare thing is that this daughter-in-law who is held in the palm of her entire family has not been ill-fated. She does not like others, like herself as the center, but has a kind and innocent personality.

But it is precisely because of this that the elders around her also love her very much.

At this time, she was sitting beside the sword saint, but her eyes were always inseparable from someone.

The girl's thoughts are always easy to see. She knows almost everything she should know about Wen Heng.

The Sword Saint patted her on the shoulder, "It's hard to explain the fate, don't be too obsessed with it."

Trying to swallow the bitterness, Feng Mingzhu wanted to smile and say that she was fine, but her face seemed to be stiff and she couldn't laugh.

"Grandpa Sword Saint, why don't I know..." Feng Mingzhu felt that she lost a little inexplicably.

Since she confirmed her feelings, she has been paying attention to the news around Wen Heng. She knew that he didn't like to get close to people, and not to mention women around her, even men were only Mr. Zhang, who could never be able to do so.

Shi Yu appeared suddenly and occupied the position beside him, which made her feel like she lost without using force.

"So fate is wonderful." The Sword Saint didn't want this girl who was purely thinking to be psychologically distorted because of this.

Feng Mingzhu was a little dissatisfied, "I want to compete with her."

The Sword Saint wanted him to give up, but human obsession could not be solved by others in just a few words, so she said, "I'm afraid you can't fight with her."

Feng Mingzhu is also very talented, and she has already broken through the realm of Guizhen at a young age. At least in terms of cultivation, she is now surpassing Shi Yu.

"Is that true?" Feng Mingzhu stood up.

Taking advantage of the gap that the competition on the field had just come to an end, she flew into the stage and pointed directly at Shi Yu: "Young Master, I want to challenge you, are you willing to fight?"

Shi Yu returned from the Great Winning of Qihuang Mountain this time, and his illusion was also spread to such a magical way. Many people were eager to try it out, wanting to try the taste of fighting with the illusionist.

However, after someone challenged him at the beginning and was rejected by Shi Yu, the people behind him were very self-aware and did not speak.

Unexpectedly, the one who is strong now comes is the pearl of the Feng family.

Now there is a fun watching.

The onlookers were excited.

Shi Yu didn't plan to accept it, "My cultivation is not as good as Miss Feng, you will win this game."

Seeing that her challenge was blocked by her lightly, Feng Mingzhu's face turned red with embarrassment. She said again: "It doesn't seem good to lose without a fight. Even if you don't care about your own face, you have to consider the face of the sect."

Is this...who insisted on her going to the end?

Shi Yu finally looked at the girl in the stage seriously this time. To be honest, this girl looks pretty good, and her eyes are very clear and she doesn't feel arrogant. But now she looks a little embarrassed, and her face and ears turn red.

Because I was rejected, I felt embarrassed? Or...

"Don't go if you don't want to go," Wen Heng said at this time, "You don't have to give anyone face."

Shi Yu glanced at him suspiciously, and from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of the girl in the field glanced at Wen Heng quickly, and he immediately understood something in his heart.

"The reason why she challenged me is just because of you?"

Wen Heng sighed helplessly, "I can only say that my mother gave birth to me so well."

Shi Yu: "..." Dogzi, you have changed. You were not so shameless before.

However, it is not a big deal for girls to keep standing on the court, but fortunately, I got the second one to relieve the siege.

In fact, it can't be said to be a relief, because after just gesturing with Chu Jinguan Shijin and others, the fighting spirit is now strong.

Now that he saw someone challenging his master, he, as a disciple, naturally jumped out without saying a word and said, "You can challenge my master, you can pass my level first."

Feng Mingzhu felt sour when she saw the two people biting their ears intimately, and she had no place to do it. Now she saw someone jumping out and saying nothing nonsense, so she grabbed the knife and rushed up.

The two of them fought each other with almost no nonsense. The most amazing thing is that their moves are very simple, with real moves hitting each other with real swords and guns, without any conspiracy, and relying entirely on strength to decide the outcome.

"The second progress is great." Those who can understand it can see that although the sword technique in the young man's hand is simple, it has a spirit of becoming more and more courageous as he fights.

This is something that many people cannot do. Even Lin Fan is more cautious in swordsmanship and will not be as enterprising as the second one.

I don’t know if it was because of the second fight, or because Feng Mingzhu’s technique was a little immature, the two of them fought head-on, but in the end, Feng Mingzhu lost.

"Happy!" After winning, the second face was not proud, but instead said to Feng Mingzhu, "Your swordsmanship is really good. I rarely fight with people so happily."

Feng Mingzhu was also stunned. She... was actually quite happy.

Because of her identity, her brothers like to give in. Even if she goes out, she will be protected by her clan members, and she doesn't need her efforts at all. Although she is now at a high level of cultivation, she doesn't have much practical experience.

In the past, she also liked to find someone to compete, but she always felt boring if she had played too much. Today she was sweating all over, but she felt a sense of pleasure that she had never felt before.

"I'm very happy too." Feng Mingzhu inserted the knife into them, "Do you want to come again?"

The second eyes lit up, "Okay!"

Before the referee could announce who wins and loses, the two of them fought again in a blink of an eye.

"Young people are still energetic." The Sword Saint touched his beard.

"That's not, who do you think will win this game?" Qin Sheng said.

"This may be."

The two people in the air competed three times in a row, and they won the second place in three games. In the end, Feng Mingzhu became angry.

It would be fine if she lost one game, but she couldn't bear it.
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