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There was a faint smile on Song Qingping's beautiful face: "Fakong, we meet again."
Fakongheshi: "Song benefactor, are you safe?"
The last time they met was at Mingyue Nunnery. Fakong stood in the woods opposite Mingyue Nunnery and met her from afar.
"I'm fine, you're going to be fine!"
"Destroying my medicine garden and hurting my junior brother, is Benefactor Song trying to force me back?"
Song Qingping took a step forward, and Shuangfeng was arrogant, looking down at Fakong coldly: "You still dare to show up, you are quite courageous, do you think this is the Vajra Temple, and there are experts who can save you?"
She is slender and graceful, and the top of Fakong's head is at the same level as her eyebrows.
"You shouldn't hurt my junior brother or destroy my medicine garden."
"It's you who shouldn't have killed me, Senior Brother Gu!"
Fakong sighed and shook his head.
"Why pretend to be deep?!"
"Song Benefactor thinks that with my cultivation, I can kill Gu Shizhu?Don't be blinded by hatred and make people use you as a knife."
He wanted to find out how Song Qingping knew.
Gu Xinxian's body was sent far away, and all traces were erased.
Only the three of us knew about killing him, and the two women would never reveal it, let alone myself.
How did you know that?
"Heh!" Song Qingping sneered ironically, and squinted at him with contempt and disdain: "Fakong, I didn't expect you to be such a daredevil. Aren't you simple and honest monks in the King Kong Temple? Open your eyes and talk nonsense. Still simple and honest? Ridiculous!"
"Song Benefactor," Fakong said calmly as if he didn't hear her sarcasm and contempt, "I heard that the disciples of Shenjian Peak are frank, and they are not just talking in plain language, right? Then Song Benefactor, tell me how I killed Gu Shizhu? "
According to Gu Xinxian's memory, the relationship between Song Qingping and him is really ordinary.
After all, one is in their forties and the other is in their twenties. Even if Song Qingping is a genius, Gu Xinxian will not be in a hurry to curry favor. They are both sword masters, and neither is a genius.
Even before she became the master of Phoenix Excalibur, Gu Xinxian was cold and arrogant because of her beauty, and even scolded her several times, not giving her a good face.
So the relationship is really not good.
Why on earth did Song Qingping insist on avenging Gu Xinxian, and why was she so enthusiastic about avenging him?
Did she want to make meritorious service, or was she trying to get the Benlei Excalibur?
He winked at Lin Feiyang.
Lin Feiyang stared at Song Qingping, his eyes unblinking, his expression focused and serious.
Fakong shook his head secretly.
This guy is really unreliable.
"Cough cough." He coughed lightly: "Lin Feiyang!"
Lin Feiyang waved his hand: "Don't interrupt, just listen to Miss Song."
Song Qingping didn't even look at Lin Feiyang, her phoenix eyes only stared at Fakong, and said, "You really want me to say it?"
Fakong said: "With my cultivation, do you think I can really kill Senior Brother Gui? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"It's just a conspiracy!" Song Qingping was depressed when she heard it, and she clenched her white and neat teeth: "You will pay for Senior Brother Gu's life."
She pressed on the hilt of her sword.
What a fool I was to talk to a dead man!
Fakong raised his left palm: "Wait a minute, Master Song."
Song Qingping didn't listen to him, and drew her sword slowly.
"Benefactor Song still didn't say how I killed Senior Brother Ling." Fakong smiled and said, "Is it just a wild guess?"
"Understood." He once again showed admiration, "Just find someone to kill, even if you avenge Brother Ling, there is no proof of death anyway, and then go back to Shenjian Peak and talk, and you will be able to claim the credit, admiration!"
"Bastard!" Song Qingping scolded.
She couldn't hold back her anger any longer, she drew her sword and stabbed.
Fakong sighed: "Why bother?"
The tip of the sword was already close to his chest.
Lin Feiyang hurriedly shouted: "Hide!"
Fan Ning also rushed over nervously, punching out the Great Fumo Fist, the air was rippling, and the punch was astonishingly powerful.
"Definitely!" Fakong spit out a word lightly.
Song Qingping froze for a moment.
Fakong's right palm was faintly golden, he grabbed Song Qingping's long sword, and then pulled it, and the Phoenix Excalibur was immediately pulled into his hand and slipped into his sleeve.
The next moment, he took three steps back.
"Bang!" Fanning punched Song Qingping on the back.
Song Qingping flew more than ten meters away and fell into the lake with a "bang".
"What about the secret technique?"
"Hand over the sword, and I'll talk about secret techniques."
"Not enough." Fakong shook his head lightly.
Song Qingping put her hand on his heart, and said coldly: "Including your life, is it enough?"
Fakong smiled and said nothing.
Song Qingping slapped his right chest with a palm.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.
Fakong still smiled.
Song Qingping's palm strength is strange, the palm strength of this palm is driven into the ground like a nail, not backward.
I just don't want Fakong to fly out and get out of my palm.
"Amitabha." Fakong said calmly.
Song Qingping felt as if her palm had penetrated into the void, and her palm felt dislocated, feeling empty and uncomfortable.
"King Kong is not bad magic?!"
Song Qingping frowned slightly with her slender black eyebrows, rubbing her wrist.
Fortunately, I didn't do my best, otherwise, I could really dislocate my wrist when I was caught off guard.
Fakong smiled: "What kind of secret technique did Master Song use?"
His OCD attack.
Without asking the name of this secret technique, I feel itchy.
Song Qingping stared at him coldly.
Fakong smiled back.
"Bang!" Song Qingping slapped him on the heart again.
"What is the secret technique?"
"boom!"
"What is the secret technique?"
"boom!"
"Song Benefactor, why bother?" Fakong shook his head: "I just want a name."
"I don't want to say it!" Song Qingping bit her red lips, her jade face flushed, both blood and anger. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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