The number one sword cultivator in the Three Realms, Feng Qingyun, lives up to his name. He has a graceful and elegant style that is not stained by fine dust. If it weren't for everyone's knowledge of his romantic nature, the long queue for marriage proposals would probably go around the human world.
Female cultivators: I heard that Feng Xianzun sang and sang every night, surrounded by beauties, and flirted with her without marrying her. Such a scumbag is destined to be an orphan!
When he heard this rumor, Feng Qingyun smiled disdainfully and continued to take care of the ancient fierce sword Xuanwu picked up from the crack in the sky.
After wiping it, the fierce sword Xuanwu transformed into a beautiful young man, leaning in his arms as tenderly as water: "Is it just me and my sword that can be caressed by the immortal, or are all my brothers and sisters?"
Feng Qingyun pushed Xuan Wu away expressionlessly: "Put away your flirtatious eyes, I still have ten thousand spiritual swords like yours."
As soon as the words fell, the entire palace was filled with colorful auras. For a moment, the whole palace was filled with plump and thin birds, and hundreds of flowers bloomed. Handsome men and beautiful women with different styles left nowhere to stay in the huge palace.
He has too many swords, and so are the ancient fierce swords. When you are tired of using them, you can throw them aside to eat dust.
Until the stars in the sky changed and the ghost world invaded.
Feng Qingyun held the Xuanwu to kill the Ghost King of Fengdu, but accidentally asked the dying ghost king to seal the Xuanwu into his spiritual veins.
Since then, the Immortal Lord of the generation has been seriously injured and has become a useless person, while the fierce sword Xuanwu can only swallow Feng Qingyun's spiritual power to maintain his spiritual consciousness.
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In the dead of night, the sick and torn-up Immortal Lord's face was crimson, and his hands were clasped by a fierce sword and tied in front of the Bogu frame.
Under the gaze of Ten Thousand Spiritual Swords, Xuan Wu raised his chin and played with the blood-stained thin lips wantonly.
"Immortal Lord, from now on, your sword can only be mine."
He wanted to crush Feng Qingyun's self-esteem so that he could only hold his sword in his body and heart.
Then, when he breaks through the seal, he will abandon this prodigal immortal, and then let him suffer all kinds of torture, and he will not be able to survive or die!
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Years later, Feng Xianzun, who had been silent for a long time, finally recovered from illness and came out of isolation. People were waiting for him to continue to create romantic scandals.
Feng Qingyun lived up to expectations and broke another shocking piece of gossip——
The Supreme Ghost King of the Ghost Realm, who was once as powerful as Feng Xian Zun, knelt down in front of Feng Xian Zun's mountain gate and cried for three days and three nights, only begging Xian Zun to marry him home!
Everyone in the cultivation world:? ? ! Shocked me for ten thousand years!
Food guide:
The cold sick beauty Immortal Lord who is scumbag and unaware of it vs. The Black Lotus Demon King Sword Spirit
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Purpose: Develop good moral character and be a conscientious and responsible citizen.
