Under Xiao Ruoqing's shocked eyes, Su Bei kept rummaging through all kinds of fancy clothes from the storage ring!
What about rabbit tails, rabbit hats, and those thin and light clothes with beautiful patterns all around...
Su Bei clenched his chin and looked at the three pieces of clothing in front of him.
Sailor suit with tie, elaborate Lolita, and OL white shirt and short skirt work uniform...
There was a soft rustle in the thatched cottage, and then Shan Wique's voice came again:
"Senior brother, as for the skirt, is there a shorter skirt?"
"How can anyone wear pants and a skirt at the same time?"
"..."
Su Bei looked ashamed.
The Eighth Junior Sister is really good at dealing with people. She really wears stockings.
But as for the short skirt...Su Bei's eyes turned to the longer black suit.
My mind moved.
An inexplicable voice rang in my mind:
【His! Ha!】
【Is this considered a challenge?】
【I am an artist who uses swords, I am not lying to you.】
[Sharp sword, sharp eyes]
cough!
"Disciple, please pass this skirt to your uncle."
Su Bei picked up the black work suit with a serious look and handed it to Xiao Ruoqing.
After a while, Xiao Ruoqing came out with a slightly blushing face, frowning, and looking at Su Bei with a strange look.
Su Bei was indifferent, lying on the rocking chair calmly.
The sword behind him was floating quietly behind him, feeling the refreshing wind of Bujian Peak.
Just as Xiao Ruoqing walked out, a woman wearing a small black suit and black stockings walked out coquettishly.
Su Bei's eyes suddenly lit up!
Demacia!
The overly long black suit hugged her buttocks, and the somewhat transparent black stockings made the skin at her joints look particularly white and delicate.
The five beautiful toes were curled up and wrapped in thin black silk.
Following the delicate toes, the beautiful outline of the front half of the foot is revealed. Through the stockings, you can see the seductive gap between her toes...
What is the female principal in the fairy world!
Su Bei wants to cry!
What's missing is a red scarf and a ruler.
"Senior brother... I feel like this looks so strange."
Shan Wuque's face turned red and he looked at Su Bei with some embarrassment.
Even if she is as crazy as she is, she still feels a strange atmosphere when she puts on this outfit.
Su Bei stood up and said righteously:
"Junior sister, I think this dress suits you very well!"
"My suggestion is that you wear these clothes when you come to my place in the future, but you should not wear them out on ordinary days..."
"..."
"Really?"
Shan Wique blinked his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and said happily:
"But why can't you wear it outside?"
"Junior sister feels that although this outfit is a bit uncomfortable to wear, it fits well and is surprisingly light."
"Well, it's much more convenient than that complicated and cumbersome skirt!"
"..."
Su Bei's breathing was slightly disordered, and he looked directly into Shan Wuque's Qiushui eyes.
Do you want to tell her that if she goes out in this outfit and is seen by the senior sister and the ninth junior sister, she will have to blow her sword to the ground?
Then he thought about it, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said seriously:
"Junior sister, you have to know that my brother only has two pairs of these pants!"
"What if you wear it out and let others see it?"
"They will definitely ask for it from senior brother. Senior brother is because he has a close relationship with you!"
"We are good buddies and good old men, so I give it to you."
"Ice silkworms are hard to find..."
"Here, take this stick in your hand."
Shan Wique nodded, looked at Su Bei with a blank look on his face, and subconsciously took the stick that Su Bei handed to him.
"I understand! Senior brother."
"But what's the use of this stick?"
Su Bei put his hands behind his back and looked at the distant mountain peaks, at the wild geese flying on the peaks, and at the female disciples of the Sword Sect who were laughing and practicing under the peaks.
Her skin is like snow, her face is handsome and flawless, her eyebrows are sharp and her eyes are starry. Just standing there gives people a feeling of peace.
His whole body exudes the aloof temperament of a peerless swordsman!
There is no way to imitate that kind, it has accumulated over countless years, it is aloof and indifferent...
Then he seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking the two women behind him, and said quietly:
"Do you know Kenshin?"
Kenshin?
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruoqing's eyes narrowed and her ears stood up for a moment.
Master is about to give a lecture!
Shan Wique also took a deep breath and looked at Su Bei with extremely solemn eyes.
She knew that the fifth senior brother's understanding of the art of swordsmanship was probably hard to match in the world.
With just a few words, I almost made a breakthrough to the middle stage of recovery.
Every word of the senior brother contains the motto of the great truth!
"Appreciate further details!"
Su Bei stretched out his hand, as if to catch the sun in the sky, and said slowly:
"The heart of the sword is also called the heart's eye!"
"As a swordsman, be unparalleled! Don't hesitate! There is no opponent!"
"Have a sharp sword and a sharp eye of faith!"
"willing to challenge!"
"do you understand?"
Shan Wique lowered his head and silently digested the powerful information that Su Bei had instilled in him.
Xiao Ruoqing looked at the two of them in confusion, her eyes darting back and forth between them:
Is it because my level is too low? I simply don’t understand what Master is saying?
But I really don’t understand what he said...
Just like this inexplicable and wonderful Kung Fu book he found for himself.
Is there something here that I haven’t fully understood?
Sure enough, even if he was reborn again, Su Bei was still the terrifying man with meticulous thoughts and unpredictable thoughts!
It is simply too difficult to kill him by yourself!
Sudden!
Shan Wuque, who had been silent all this time, seemed to understand something and looked at the stick in his hand.
Then he held the stick in one hand and stretched it forward, facing the sky and the sea of clouds!
A soft drink:
"Sharp sword, sharp eyes!"
"Unparalleled Challenge!"
"..."
...
Twenty-one states, the ancient country of Dongfeng, the Mohist family.
Sonorous!
A sword!
The sweet sound of the sword resounded throughout the valley.
The silver-haired woman had no expression on her face and allowed the blood of the north wind wolf in front of her to spread on her body.
Traveling in vain!
On that delicate face, the eyebrows are long and slender, the corners of the mouth are thin, and there is a somewhat otherworldly desolation.
He slowly pulled out the long sword that was not stained with any blood from the wolf's corpse and said calmly:
"The first one."
Just after the silver-haired woman killed the wolf, a group of people watching from the side came towards the woman with smiles and talked incessantly:
"Miss Mo Li's talent is unprecedented!"
"Yes! At just eighteen years old, I already have the sense of energy, sword body, sword heart, and sword bones! Such a talent..."
"It's just a north wind wolf, but Miss Mo Li has three swords!"
"Among this year's immortal cultivation graduates, Miss Mo Li is also the absolute best."
"With such talent, the ten 985 Immortal Sects in the twenty-one states are absolutely free to be chosen by the young lady!"