"Come down, pay attention to the image, don't you see that we have guests coming!"

She smiled, gritting her teeth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ping'an, who followed behind her, moved in her heart, and had a faint warmth, she actually said that he was a guest, but she was not as arrogant and arrogant as she showed at the beginning.

This was the first kindness he received after breaking away from the Hei family.

Ping'an didn't perceive any breath of Qiye, even people appeared in front of him, he raised his eyes to look or sensed with his breath, but he couldn't detect the existence of this person, as if Qiye was not real but an illusion, even the illusion should have the aura of heaven and earth.

Only the excessively handsome man in front of him seems to exist in the common point of illusion and reality, and there is nothing around him, like a ...... An abyss with no end in sight.

If Ning Qingqiu knew his description, he would definitely approve of it, and he would describe Qiye more vividly, when this man is not crazy, it is a bit like a black hole.

Devouring everything, embracing all the deep, mysterious, and unfathomable.

Of course, not the man who is the same as this backpack-style pendant now......

Qiye let go of her, just stood shoulder to shoulder, lazily raised his eyes to glance at Ping'an, and slowly spit out two words: "...... Guest?"

That casual attitude is the most stabbing person, but he is not deliberately humiliating Ping'an, to be honest, with his above-the-top character, today can be regarded as a rare gentleness.

If it was a normal state of Qiye, now I don't know that the knife holding him is nesting in that corner, and I won't say a word to Ping'an.

It's not just his character, in the world of cultivating immortals, he uses strength and cultivation as a level to distinguish people from three, six, and five, in the eyes of the Yuanying Great Monk, if he is not a Yuanying, he is an ant.

People would waste their time talking nonsense with low-ranking monks?

If you have that time, it's better to cultivate more.

The more difficult it is to cultivate in the later stage, there is no monk who does not want to go further, so it is natural to race against time to cultivate, otherwise one day it will be a handful of loess.

Everyone who embarks on the path of cultivating immortals has had ambitions and hopes to climb to a higher peak, but in this process, some people insist and some people give up, and those who persist may succeed or fail.

Of course, many more have died on the road.

Ping An doesn't have any negative expressions, he can't see through the seven nights, and the strong will always have privileges, what they want to do is something that others can't question, if it's-for-tat, they must be ready to pay the price of their lives.

The dignity of the strong does not allow random provocations, which is the unchanging criterion of the cloud desolate world that has been running for hundreds of millions of years.

Of course, if you have the ability, you can choose to break the rules when you are not used to such rules, and you can even re-make the rules, as long as you have the ability.

Otherwise, let's wash and sleep......

The hall is antique, the color of the golden silk nanmu is pure, exudes a deep fragrance, it should be specially smoked, and it can be kept clean and clean forever without rotting.

There are two upper seats in the hall, and there are eight chairs on the left and right, four on one side, corresponding to each other.

Qingqiu nodded, beckoned Ping'an to sit down, the people outside came into the door with a pot of spiritual tea, Ping'an was very self-aware, and cautiously chose to sit at the bottom, just opposite Qingqiu and Mingyuan.

Nobody is in the top position, they are all people who don't pay much attention to these things.

The main thing is that Qiye must be sitting next to Ning Qingqiu, so it is naturally impossible for Mingyuan to let the two little friends sit below, and he sits in a high position alone...... Besides, no matter how crazy he is, he still maintains a certain respect for the strong in the face of Qiya, who is stronger than himself.

Although this kind of respect is really hard to see on weekdays.

Mingyuan didn't like nonsense, so he went straight to the point: "Let's talk about you." ”

Ping An sat upright, although he didn't know that this matter was almost known to everyone, why did they still ask, but he had a request at this time, so he naturally had to answer all questions, and his attitude was upright and positive.

"My name is Ping'an, a member of the Hei family, my parents died early, and because of my outstanding talent, I was reused in the family. I have a younger sister named Pingwan...... She has a special physique, and she was given by her family to a big force as a furnace tripod in exchange for benefits thirty years ago. ”

As he spoke, his expression changed, his expression became sad and indignant, Qingqiu frowned greatly, as a female cultivator, hearing such a thing is always easy to resonate and touch.

In fact, Qingqiu really didn't have such a big reaction this time because of Pingwan's matter, although she was angry, but she had been in the immortal cultivation world for so long, and the law of the jungle had left a deep imprint on her, knowing that this kind of thing was simply happening everywhere in the immortal cultivation world.

If she had to be angry about everything, she would have died of exhaustion by now.

Do what you have the ability to do. Overestimating oneself will only make people tired.

Her focus is on thirty years...... The unit of time in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is really unadaptable, and she has lived less than thirty in her two lifetimes combined, so she is really too young to think about it.

Also, how old is this Pingan, who looks like he's only in his early thirties?

Ping An didn't play any tricks, he and his sister depended on each other, and he said the truest feeling in his heart, and it was precisely because he wanted to save his sister that he ended up where he is now, and he has not given up so far.

The big deal is a life.

Anyway, in this world, apart from Pingwan, he has nothing to worry about.

Regarding his serious injury, Ping An didn't say too much, he just brought it over in a few words, Ning Qingqiu naturally knew how much thrilling there was in it, but she didn't ask, her curiosity was not so strong that she had to keep revealing other people's scars to satisfy her own desires.

Ping An simply finished talking about such 30 years of life, suddenly met with great changes, and since then fell from the clouds to the bottom of the quagmire, he did not give up on himself, still stubbornly persevered, the Ping family is ashamed in the end, dare not do too hate, anyway, Ping An will not live long, so let it go.

But today things are about to change.

Ping An has a grudge against the Ping family, when he was outside to help the Ping family defend against foreign enemies to fight life and death, but later he sold Ping Wan without telling him, and when he came back, it was already a little news, he still pulled out a gun in a rage and killed people, and injured dozens of Ping family monks in a row, before he got the whereabouts of Ping Wan.

But after getting a definite answer, his heart sank completely, if it was someone else, he could still think of snatching his sister back, but if that person ......

It's really a big guy who can't be provoked, no wonder the Hei family posted it so shamelessly. (To be continued.) )