Ling Feixue came to Zhan Wuque and said frivolously, smiling at the corner of her mouth, "How did Feixue perform just now?"

"No," Zhan Wuque praised.

"Hehe," Ling Feixue smiled, her big eyes curled, and her heart felt as sweet as honey. Her long eyelashes and palm-shaped fan, and the golden light from the first sun fell on the two of them, like a golden boy and a jade girl.

This scene made many people grit their teeth.

Long Jiaojiao's eyes fell on this side, and she just took a look and then took it back.

I don't know why, I feel a little sad.

She was born in the family of generals in the empire. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and has been exposed to eighteen weapons.

Influenced by her family, she has always been obsessed with martial arts.

She once made up her mind to marry the real pride of heaven in the future!

She respects geniuses, and she despises the waste.

So, when she saw Zhan Wuque for the first time, she directly labeled him as a waste.

But what happened later shocked her again and again.

He defeated the Tianlong List, won the first place, defeated Wu Sheng, and even later, he fought alone in the Hundred Emperors and split the half-step Wu Ling strongman in half with one sword.
Chapter completed!