Chapter 12 Tit for tat

Author: Love to eat lemon peels

Chapter 12 Tit for tat

Song Qingyue was speechless for a moment, then raised his chin slightly, "So what."

Yan Yun shook his head and stopped talking. It was indeed not good.

Her sword is a first-grade and third-grade sword uniformly issued by the sect, and the sword body has been worn and mottled over the years.

Yan Yun's tiger's mouth also developed a thick layer of cocoon.

Song Qingyue didn't intend to teach her anything. Every move she made was done very fast. Regardless of whether Yan Yun saw it clearly or not, she taught her. Whether Yan Yun learned it or not was her business.

Anyway, it would be none of her business if her senior brother asked her.

"Do you see clearly?"

The sword was returned to its sheath, her black hair was flying, her eyes were like stars, shining brightly, a little wanton and a little proud.

"No."

Yan Yun is also honest. Only a ghost can see clearly so quickly.

"Sister, please try again, I can't see clearly."

She did it on purpose. In fact, the original owner had already mastered the movements of Wanhua Sword Technique, and he just needed someone to guide him.

Since Song Qing wanted to show off more and more, she would make it happen.

Song Qingyue did it a few more times, but the reply he got every time was unclear.

She was so angry that she threw the sword away, acting like a young lady, "You are so stupid, I can't teach you, you just learn it yourself!"

Yan Yun watched her casually throwing the famous sword Shuanghua on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, having capital is different.

The Frost Flower Sword is the proud work of the master of weapon refinement. It is as powerful as Yu Feng, but he only obtained it after months of begging.

"Senior Sister is right, Yan Yun is stupid and not worthy of your teachings."

Yan Yun took a step back, as if he was frightened by her, his eyelashes trembled and his voice was small and pitiful.

She wished Song Qingyue wouldn't teach her.

"Yan Yun will learn on his own. Senior brother, Yan Yun will never talk nonsense. It's all Yan Yun's problem. Senior sister, don't worry."

"Heh, if you say this, is it because this lady is bad?"

Song Qing took a step forward, stepped on Yan Yun's sword on the ground with his embroidered shoes covered with pearls, and then pressed hard with his toes.

"Click——"

Cracks appeared on the blade of the sword in an instant.

It seemed like he was trampling Yan Yun under his feet.

Seeing the flash of distress in Yan Yun's eyes, Song Qingyue raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It's just a broken sword. Looking at the distressed look on your face, you really have never seen the world."

Everyone stopped and looked at them quietly.

In just half a day, Song Qingyue's unruly and domineering behavior was fully demonstrated.

"It's just a broken sword. Senior sister stepped on it and stepped on it. Anyway, I just want to change it."

Yan Yun also smiled, taking a step forward towards Song Qingyue, and inadvertently stepped on the Frost Flower Sword.

Someone in the originally peaceful sword field also let out a cry of surprise.

"I'm sorry, senior sister!"

She moved her feet away quickly, pretending to be surprised, and then smiled. No emotion could be seen on her dark face, "Senior Sister's sword is indeed a famous sword. It's okay to step on it like this."

Her eyes were always gentle and calm, looking at Song Qingyue like this.

Song Qingyue's pupils shrank and he quickly raised his eyebrows. Her calm look became a provocation in her eyes.

"How dare you step on my sword!"

She shouted softly, raised her hand, scarlet spiritual power wrapped around her fingertips and struck Yan Yun.

But Yan Yun was not knocked to the ground as everyone expected, and a pure white spiritual barrier blocked her in front of her.

The pure white spiritual power was so mellow that it was swallowed up in an instant.

It's Wen Qing encountered.

When Song Qingyue stepped on her sword, the system reminded her to meet Wen Qing.

"Why is the spiritual power of the Master, why you have fallen into the demon world, I'm afraid it's not a bad thing."

Yan Yun looked at Wen Qingjun gratefully, and she suddenly looked at Song Qingyue and asked puzzledly.

Her distressing appearance seemed to really don't understand, and it seemed to say that.

"That's because I received the fire in the magic world, and you didn't understand it to you, play the piano for the cow!"

There was a hint of yin in Song Qingyue's eyes, and she was so arrogant that she couldn't vaguely passed.

In the cultivation of the immortal world, anyone who is linked to the magic world, things, things, will be strangled by Xianmen.

And the opposite Yan Yun just smiled. If he just accepted the magic world, how could he even be so evil?

Song Qingyue looked back at Wen Qingyu standing at the door. He was in white, cold and cold, and he did not dye the world. The slender figure was a bit weak, but he stood upright, like the snow lotus above the mountain.

"Brother, she stepped on my sword first, you still help her!"

Song Qingyue seemed to be coquettish and angry, and ran to him dissatisfied.

"Although I have eye diseases, I am not an inadvertent person.

He doesn't eat this set, "I let you teach, not let you play. If you don't want to, don't pick it up. Since you are working, you will do it well."

Wen Qing encountered a serious tone and was serious and strict, with an indescribable force.

Yan Yun also looked at him with a high glance. It is really difficult to believe that Yu Feng, who can teach Wen Qing's disciples, can also teach the little witch like Song Qingyue.

At first she thought that Song Qingyue was just a simple young lady. After all, the family was beautiful and talented. It was normal for a little temperament.

But now she realizes that Song Qingyue really thinks too crooked, and the three views are not correct.

Song Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that Wen Qing encountered such a harsh criticism of her, or in front of so many people, red eyes, "What about her? I have fallen in the magic world for so many years, you know I am

Why did you come here? "

"If it wasn't for my life, I would have died there, what about her? Relying on me like me so much, it takes my position, what do you let me think?"

Song Qing also choked, pointing at the innocent Yan Yun, venting his dissatisfaction.

Her hair was slightly messy because of her anger. She fell in front of her eyebrows, frowned, and her pupils were full of tears. The appearance of pear blossoms and rain suddenly called the other people in the sword field.

The discussion of the sword farm, the bad eyes fell on the Yanyun.

"Sister, have you ever asked how I lived? Where do you think, I have a good life."

Yan Yun was full of black lines, listening to her words, fell into thought, and finally couldn't help but interrupt.

At the same time, her heart was inexplicably stagnated, and she was even more breathless. Why everyone thought she had a good life.

Who said she had a good life? Are you blind?
Chapter completed!