After so many years, Xiaoqing grew up with the hill from the puppy love, and the sunny hill unconsciously entered the atrium.

Not afraid of difficulties, sunny
Although the background is low, although it has become a mystery, it is never discouraged, never sad, never self-pitying, never struggling, but self-improvement and self-confidence unconsciously affect Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing still remembers himself when Xiaoshan took part in the family test.
Xiaoqing still remembers his joy when the hill shone brilliantly.
Xiaoqing still remembers that when hunting on the edge of the hill, he was elusive, and when the lonely wolf around him was heroic. In fact, at that time, others might not recognize the lonely wolf on the edge of the hill, but Xiaoqing and Xiaoxue knew it.
Fool no one, but Xiaoqing, who knows the root of the matter.
Joining the Sword School was a blockbuster. Ten years’ study of the sword made Lao Yan fly apart. I remember that at that time, Master wondered why he could never understand the benevolence sword. Fur said that he was blind with a benevolence sword.
But Xiaoqing has always had a secret in her heart, even the snow boss didn’t say it, that is, I miss you so much that I can’t understand it when the sword of benevolence is pulled over.
Hill comes back and goes home together.
Hill, whose parents died after being ambushed, came forward to avenge his parents’ death. From now on, Hill became the most beloved and dependent person in his heart.
Gently humming a song, carefully wiping the agarwood sword, Xiaoqing’s face slowly emerged with a soft light with a different smile.
Ji Tuokou opened her mouth to say something. Ji Tuoliu covered her mouth with one hand and winked. Several people quietly stepped away and looked at Xiaoqing seriously.
Guanghua is getting brighter and brighter, but it doesn’t spread outward. Instead, it quietly seems to cover Sun Hao’s agarwood sword as Xiaoqing focuses on wiping the sword.
Layers of white light make the red light of agarwood sword fade away.
Xiaoqing gently hum hum gently wipe!
Heart can’t help but think of the present Corleone.
Last night, Sun Hao held her for a night’s sleep. Throughout the night, Sun Hao kept arching her chest and her heart jumping like a deer. At the same time, she was deeply worried that she was worried about the hill state.
There was a moment when she really wanted to go back to Jijiabao and live happily and anxiously together as before. In those years when the iron was hot in the hills, it seems that all generations miss the quiet time.
Now it’s higher, but Xiaoqing’s sense of security is better than when she doesn’t know anything.
I don’t know the state of the hill, but I want to be able to help the hill. What do I need to do? Xiaoqing is regretful.
I regret all my life, this life and the next.
Xiaoqing was so absorbed in her friendship that she didn’t even notice the magical changes in her body.
In this way, Xiaoqing kept humming songs and rubbing her sword one by one, naturally and obsessively.
Deep feelings and love flowed in her heart.
The abode of fairies and immortals sits cross-legged, meditating and pranayama, recovering himself. Sun Hao’s body is slightly shaken, and a wave of love is coming from pear trees, rippling in his heart, killing, and melting like a wave of love.
What happened?
Sun Haofei quickly felt a surprise when he discovered Xiaoqing’s state. Xiaoqing understood the second sword meaning and it was of great help to his own cultivation. The second sword meaning was really an unexpected surprise.
Chapter 1513 Love and sword
Unconsciously Xiaoqing wiped out the agarwood sword.
When Xiaoqing was ready to wipe the sword from beginning to end again, she was surprised to find that the agarwood sword had completely recovered. Her mouth was not surprised. "Hey? This is clean? Didn’t the hill say it would take four or five days? "
After that, Xiaoqing Duan Jian looked at it carefully and seriously. "Isn’t there something that hasn’t been rubbed?"
"No, you’ve wiped it very clean." Sun Hao at the entrance of the abode of fairies and immortals came out in the sunshine and looked at Xiaoqing’s eyes with a hint of friendship. "Xiaoqing, thank you."
Xiaoqing looked at Sun Haoshuang’s eyes and saw a bit of obsession. His mouth cried, "Oh, hill, how come your eyes seem to have thunder spells that make me numb all over …"
Sun Hao smiled indifferently, "Xiaoqing, it’s not that my eyes can thunder spells, but that you have forged a new and second sword."
Xiaoqing flashed her eyes and said, "Are you kidding me, Xiaoshan?"
Ji Ruxue also said with a smile at this moment, "Xiao Shan said yes, Xiaoqing, you should have realized the sword by feeling and made it your second sword."
Xiaoqing picked up the agarwood sword and waved it gently for a while. She suddenly felt her deep love for Sun Hao, and her sword was indeed a slightly different sword from the benevolent sword.
The same is the love sword.
Love sword, love sword
The same effect is achieved. Xiaoqing loves the sword, and it turns out to be a great achievement to touch the agarwood sword. Xiaoqing muttered, "When this sword is finished, Xiaoqing’s careful thinking is obvious. It’s quite unbearable, but hee hee, Xiaoxue, I’m worse than my master. Isn’t it strange that master doesn’t love the teacher?"
Ji Ruxue took a white look at Xiaoqing and said grumpily, "I think it’s a mess. It takes a chance to realize the sword. It’s not that you can realize it when you are in love. You must have feelings. Don’t say Xiaoqing, you and Fairy Pear Tree are really destined to realize the sword twice. It’s a fairy pear tree. It’s really worthy of your careful cultivation."
Xiaoqing said, "Really, the little pear tree baby is really my lucky star. My little mother likes you best."
The ups and downs of white pear flowers seem to ripple with bright smiles.
This fairy pear tree has been carefully cared for and digested many strange opportunities, such as being influenced by several girls and Sun Hao’s promotion. After digesting Sun Hao’s refined Dan, some dregs digested the non-condensable leech waste skin and so on, and some strange changes have taken place.
Pear blossoms get longer and longer every year.
And never results.