"Easy? No. I took revenge twice in a row, and I was easily crushed by him. If I had either my luck, I would have died of ten lives. Even if I have made a hundred times more progress now, I would know very well, it is not enough. You don't know him, although I don't want to admit it, but the fact is that I only talk about martial arts talent, and I am nothing compared to her." Su Xuan's face appeared in Xuan Yan Qianlan's mind again. It was a face that she admired, but was resentful, fearful, and extremely wanted to defeat.

"Really or false?" Luo Qiushui was shocked. There was really that level of existence in the world? However, these were not important. Luo Qiushui sighed inexplicably... Genius is not genius, monster is not monster, she looked at it very indifferently. What she thought most was to see Su Xuan again.

"What are you sighing? Do you miss the man in your heart again?" Xuan Yan Qianlan asked, "Who is that man? You are so worried about it day and night."

"Hehe, don't you say it, Sister Qianlan, aren't you willing to say who your enemy is?" Luo Qiushui smiled, stepped forward, and took Xuan Yan Qianlan's arm.

Although Xuan Yan Qianlan's face was cold, he was a little more doting.

Speaking of which, there were some coincidences between her and Luo Qiushui. At that time, Luo Qiushui encountered life and death danger, and just so happened that she met her.

Xuan Yan Qianlan could feel Luo Qiushui's helplessness, despair, and that kind of helplessness, as if Xuan Yan Qianlan saw himself facing Su Xuan, facing Su Xuan.

Therefore, he saved Luo Qiushui without hesitation.

Originally, it was just a rescue.

That's it.

But Luo Qiushui relied on it.

I have to repay you.

Follow her all the time.

Over time, during this period, the two girls were sisters and had a deep friendship.

After all, they are all lonely people.

At the right time, we met. Although we did not become Lala, we also became a good friend who could talk about everything.

Xuan Yan Qianlan likes Luo Qiushui's beauty, simplicity, kindness, neither fighting nor robbing, and not fighting with the world.

Luo Qiushui likes Xuan Yan Qianlan's tenacity, self-reliance, quickness and decisive behavior.

Of course, this like is not that kind of like.

More about appreciation.

"Sister Qianlan, are you really going to the Tribulation Sect?" Luo Qiushui asked again.

"Well. My enemy should be very good at physical cultivation. If I want to take revenge, I must also work on physical cultivation. The Tribulation Sect is a good place." Xuan Yan Qianlan said.

"But, Sister Qianlan, you are so beautiful. If you do physical training, will you not be beautiful?" Luo Qiushui was a little worried.

"Hi..." Xuan Yan Qianlan couldn't help laughing: "Qiu Shui, what are you talking about? What do you think physical cultivation is? Do you practice muscles? That's ordinary people. The so-called physical cultivation of our martial arts practitioners is the tendency of every inch of flesh and blood to be stronger and perfect. Not only will the physical cultivation of the body not affect the level of beauty, but on the contrary, women who practice physical cultivation will have more perfect body posture, better skin, and more beautiful."

"That's how I'm talking about it, I want to practice physically." Luo Qiushui pouted: "Forget it, I'm too tired."

"You! What's the point of being a man? You are strong in your own strength!" Xuan Yan Qianlan was speechless. Luo Qiushui's martial arts talent was not bad, but unfortunately, it was too salty.

"What should I do if I have to be so strong? Sister Qianlan, if you fall in love one day, you will know how fragrant love is, and it is much more interesting than Xiuwu." Luo Qiushui muttered.
Chapter completed!