After witnessing the scene where Lin Mo and the Dunhuang saint cuddled together.
In the past few days, Bai Ruorong can be said to be indifferent.
On the one hand, he doubts whether Lin Mo's statement about having a family is true.
If it is true, why would you talk to other women?
Although the acquaintance didn't last long, in her heart, Lin Mo was not the kind of person who confided in flowers.
This gives rise to another problem.
If the family story is just a lie.
That is, Lin Mo simply disliked her, and casually spoke out, an excuse for rejecting her.
Thinking of this, Bai Ruorong became even more angry.
With this emotion, she directly drew out the long sword in her hand.
With the dance of the long sword, each and every cold light exudes its unique charm.
If Lin Mo was present, he would recognize this swordsmanship, it was the unique swordsmanship of the Bai family, Sword Twenty One.
In the Bai family Sanshou, the male will not pass on the male, and the protagonist will not pass on the branches.
And this sword twenty-one is the exclusive swordsmanship of the women of the Bai family.
Although the moves are different, they are similar in origin, and they are all changing and erupting at close range.
Unfortunately, this kind of swordsmanship is not suitable for men.
His gaze returned to Bai Ruorong.
As she kept swinging the long sword, a faint sword aura appeared all over her body.
And she herself, also because of resentment in her heart.
Every sword style is filled with bitter air.
"Stop it for me."
With a soft drink, the cold light flashed by.
In front of Bai Ruorong, the trunk of the adult calf-thick tree was broken into two sections.
And the incision is extremely smooth.
"Congratulations, Rongrong, I don't think that you are not only recovering now.
Become more beautiful, this swordsmanship is also very diligent. "
Although Bai Qianer continued to praise Bai Ruorong with a smile on his face.
But my heart was already trembling with sourness.
Facing Bai Qianer's praise, Bai Ruorong said calmly.
"It may be luck."
She has never touched the sword since she contracted the gas disease.
Unexpectedly, after using Sword Twenty One because of venting today, he discovered that his swordsmanship had made such a breakthrough.
If it is in normal times, she will be excited for a long time.
Now it seems dull and boring.
However, Bai Ruorong's appearance made Bai Qian'er even more jealous.
In her opinion, Bai Ruorong's current changes are mainly due to the New Years Fire Yunxian Xialian Lotus Seed.
If you take it by yourself, it will definitely become more beautiful and moving.
If it weren't for Lin Mo's suggestion, the good sister's Rongrong would definitely divide me by half, or even more.
Thinking of this, Bai Qianer's hatred for Lin Mo deepened. .
The opposite Bai Ruorong also noticed her abnormality.
Immediately, asked concerned.
"Qian'er, what's the matter with you, are you uncomfortable?"
It was Bai Ruorong's concern that awakened Bai Qianer, who was sinking into jealousy and hatred.
"Nothing, nothing, just remembering something."
After casually making an excuse.
Bai Qianer looked at Bai Ruorong secretly sad.
Suddenly there was an attention in my heart.
"Rongrong, don't be sad.
I told you a long time ago that Lin Mo is not a good person. "
"Maybe Lin Mo still has a lot of lotus seeds from Huoyunxian Xialian.
He wants to hook up girls everywhere with this thing, don't be fooled. "
Speaking of this, Bai Qianer stopped.
At this time, Huo Yun Xian Xia Lian was deliberately mentioned again, with her own careful thoughts.
Sure enough, after hearing this thing.
Bai Ruorong's mood also changed.
Thousand-year fire cloud fairy Xialian, such a rare elixir, the other party did not hesitate to give it to herself.
How could Lin Mo dislike himself.
"Qian'er, did you say I misunderstood him?"
Seeing the other party's bait, Bai Qianer was secretly delighted.
As long as Bai Ruorong pointed out this matter, he asked about the number of Huoyun Xianxia lotus seeds in Lin Mo's hand.
At that time, she can persuade Bai Ruo Rongwei to have one for herself.
Shouldn't good sisters be blessed and shared?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing a smug smile. JrNovels.com