Master, there’s something wrong with the way she looks at me.

"Undershirt, it's definitely going to be worn.

The apprentice is a serious person who reads the Spring and Autumn Period.

Ling Qingchen was afraid of being misunderstood, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to clarify.

Although Ling Qingchen really wanted to see what Ning Qingxue didn't wear, he had to wear it now.

I'm going to go out later, how can I do it without wearing an undershirt?

Ning Qingxue: "...... "

You still read Spring and Autumn

Period?" Don't laugh to death, okay?"

"Then think about it again for the teacher, what else can I give to Xiaochen."

Ning Qingxue touched her chin and began to ponder with a serious face.

Ling Qingchen: "......" "No, no, it's enough!Master, let's

go to the main square, right?"

Ling Qingchen

was afraid that Ning Qingxue would think about it again and come up with some kind of underwear magic weapon.

That's terrible.

"Okay, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Our Qingyun Sect is also a decent family, so there should be no people who cultivate evil skills.

Ning Qingxue nodded lightly.

Those who practice evil skills are very strong.

However, relatively speaking, there are gains and losses, and at the same time as gaining strong strength.

It will gradually lose its humanity and its own consciousness, and become a ruthless machine.

At this time, the square of Qingyunzong Grand Square

was already crowded with people, and people were standing everywhere.

From the top of the flying sword, looking down, it was all densely packed.

Let the patients with dense phobia look can produce a great psychological shadow.

As the final battle of Dabi.

This battle is naturally attracting much attention.

"Remember, you must be ruthless, and you must not show mercy.

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

Standing on the flying sword, Ning Qingxue did not forget to tell Ling Qingchen.

If she doesn't fight hard, she doesn't feel at ease.

The result she hopes for the most is to hit each other, the kind that can become enemies between them.

Ling Qingchen:

"......" this ...... When did your own master become so ferocious?

Obviously, the previous games were all good, right?"

Ling Qingchen nodded helplessly and said.

"You can't try to, you have to be sure.

You repeat it.

Ning Qingxue opened her mouth and pointed right.

Ling Qingchen: "......

" My own master, do you have a grudge against Lan Yuwei? How do you

feel, a little bit of a malicious target?"

"The apprentice must be, the apprentice must be."

Ling Qingchen said perfunctorily with some helplessness.

"That's pretty much it.

Ning Qingxue nodded with satisfaction.

"Next, I invite the players from both sides to come to the stage.

Ye Xingjian stepped on a flying sword, with his hands behind his back, floating above the ring, and said softly.

As the final battle of this big competition, he will be the referee this time.

Although his strength is far less than Ning Qingxue's.

But, he's in charge.

Preside over the finale, and there will be no problem.

"I really didn't expect that Qingchen Peak waste materials would be able to fight all the way to the end.

Stand in the ring of this final battle and compete for the throne of Dabi No. 1.

Who

would have thought that the waste materials that had been passed down by other people's mouths could never be eliminated.

This luck is also too good, dog luck, it's all dog luck.

But even if it's dog luck, this time, Qingchenfeng waste materials can be regarded as giving himself a name. "

It's also a very good result to win the second place in the big competition!"

Qingchen Peak waste materials should also be content!

" Ling Qingchen: "???

"You guys are determined to treat them differently?

I won the game, it's dog luck

? Moreover, I've fought to the end of the big competition, why do you still call me Qingchen Peak waste wood? I'm

Qingyun Sword God, Qingyun Sword God!"

Ling Qingchen stood calmly, his eyes were full of rhyme, and he was extraordinary.

The expression was light and light.

The whole person stood proudly, like a sharp sword rising into the sky, full of sharpness.

The snow-white and slender hands seem to have been specially made to hold a sword.

Lively, contemporary sword fairy style.

"What kind of Qingchen Peak waste material? Nonsense!

Senior Brother Qingchen of my family, in the future, that is destined to stand at the top of the sword path.

"The reincarnation of the sword immortal, the innate sword body, the Qingyun Sword God, this is our family's Qingchen senior brother

!" "Guarding the world's best Qingchen! Lovers have gathered

!" "Dust treasure can fly with confidence, and my mother will always be with

you!" "My heart is to the dust, and I will never be separated!"

"Meteors streak across the night sky, and the dust treasure is in my heart!".

Listening to a bunch of fanatical slogans under the ring, Ling Qingchen's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of doubt.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

himself is ...... Has it become an idol

in the Xiuzhen world? Fan circle culture can also prevail in the Xiuzhen world?

It's just ...... What the hell is this

Aichen? I can't sing and dance rap basketball, why do you want to make an Aichen come out?"

"

A woman with an iceberg special effect, exuding a temperament that is not close to the living, like an iceberg snow lotus.

Slowly stepped into the ring and spoke softly.

"Damn, how did this woman become so good-looking?"

Seeing Lan Yuwei in the ring, Ning Qingxue, who was standing in the audience watching the battle, was about to bite her silver teeth.

My own rebel, can't I do it, right?"

Ling Qingchen originally wanted to wave at Lan Yuwei and say hello.

But considering that he was standing in the ring at this time, he was pretending.

just nodded with a flat expression and said softly.

I finally

have a fan base, and I have some fan girls, who can speak for myself.

As an idol, I should still have a little idol consciousness.

"Well, long time no see.

Lan Yuwei also nodded with a flat expression.

Ling Qingchen: "......"

atmosphere, a little awkward?"

Ling Qingchen nodded lightly.

"How are you doing all these years?"

There was silence between each other for a moment, but Ling Qingchen took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence.

"It's ok.

Lan Yuwei nodded lightly.

"What about you?"

Lan Yuwei asked softly.

"It's ok too.

Ling Qingchen nodded lightly.

"Have you been happy all these years?"

After a moment of silence, Ling Qingchen spoke again to break the silence.

"You're still happy, what about you?"

Lan Yuwei nodded and said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "......

" "It's also quite happy."

Ling Qingchen also nodded.

"Hmm.

Lan Yuwei nodded her head.

Ling Qingchen:

"......" woo woo, this chat ...... Who

can help me?

It turns out that after being separated for a long time, what used to be nothing to say will become nothing to say.

After all, it's still drifting away!