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In fact, Hua Ying didn't say it explicitly, didn't she disturb the world of other people in the past at this time?

is so eyeless, it must be a disgraced end.

The point is that the man's deterrent power is too strong, and he doesn't seem to be very easy to talk to, so why bother eating dirt?

……

Qiye could still hear the conversation between the two behind him from a distance.

As early as the beginning, he knew that there were two people there.

After thinking about it for a while, he knew that they were the two Qingyun cultivators who were temporarily divided into his own camp that Ning Qingqiu told him, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Now it seems that it is quite interesting.

Ning Qingqiu's heart was still beating, when she was suddenly tripped just now, she thought that the seven nights were still not over, and she planned to go into battle to guide her fighting moves in person, but she didn't expect ......

She reflexively wrapped her arms around the other's neck.

The line of his slender neck, his jet-black hair, his graceful jaw, and the slightly reserved and arrogant arc all made her a little frightened.

Then he was hugged and walked back step by step.

When the caravan was seen on the way, he didn't care at all.

She thought for a moment and asked him, "Seven Nights, is it that the monk who has cultivated to the Yuan Infant has refined his face to the point of invulnerability?"

The man glanced at her indifferently, and naturally heard the voiceover.

Isn't it just beating around the bush and saying that he is thick-skinned?

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and let out a nonchalant "um".

Ning Qingqiu suddenly felt congested.

She opened her mouth and found that there was nothing to say, and everyone accepted the sarcasm in its entirety, and said that she didn't care what else she could do.

Then I heard him say as if to himself: "From the moment you started practicing swords in the bamboo forest, there were two people standing there and watching, and they should be the two Qingyun monks you said. ”

Her eyes widened.

This means ...... The whole process was watched by onlookers?!

She...... Not alive anymore!

Woowoowoo......

It's like crying without tears.

Ning Qingqiu broke the jar and broke it, and stuffed his face into his arms, feeling very depressed, now it's okay, the "adultery" between the two people is now known to the world.

On the way back to the room, he naturally met Mingyuan unexpectedly.

When Ning Qingqiu was practicing swords like crazy, and the Seven Nights Divine Dragon was spinning around without seeing the end, Mingyuan was obviously the most reliable one among the three people.

He wakes up early and makes a secret visit around the caravans, bound to dig up any bit of information about the integrity of the demon bow, even if it's just a scrap.

Everything has to be prepared.

Of course, the strength of the ghost stream was also inquired about by the way.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will win all battles, this is a wise saying.

Ignoring Mingyuan's eyes that I understood everything, Qiye calmly took a calm step and put Ning Qingqiu on the chair.

Mingyuan originally wanted to laugh and joke a few words about the two of them, because although Qiye was thick-skinned and regarded everything as a deaf ear, Ning Qingqiu was thin-skinned and relatively taboo about this kind of thing, so it was very interesting to joke.

And this can also play a certain role in inhibition.

After Qingqiu heard Mingyuan say a few words, although she didn't have much reaction, whether she was unhappy or not, Qiye would be more restrained.

Qingqiu preemptively explained: "Don't get me wrong, I lost my strength because of sword practice, and I lost my strength, so I used my humanitarian spirit to send me back in the seventh night." ”

There is quite a hint that there is no silver three hundred taels in this place.

Mingyuan frowned and said, "Practice the sword...... Train to the point of detachment?"

He couldn't believe it, Ning Qingqiu had to work so hard?

Although the first few **** are also diligent and hardworking, they haven't tossed half their lives, right? What kind of high-intensity practice does this have...... Can you practice to be so pale that it is even difficult to walk?

"Qingqiu, you have to know, it's too much, there's really no need to ......"

That's right, when Mingyuan saw Ning Qingqiu's appearance, he knew that this was not a performance, it was true.

Qiye coldly interrupted him and said: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, your Confucian cultivation is purely about Qi training, she and I both use weapons, and it is also a big category of swords that are easy to learn and difficult to master, if you don't work hard, how can you make faster progress?"

Mingyuan choked, but he couldn't say that his words were wrong.

It's not that he doesn't know this truth, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and what monk can climb farther and higher peaks without going through many hardships?

Ning Qingqiu......

Why should he be a wicked man?

Mingyuan nodded and said, "It's a good thing to practice swords diligently, but you must also grasp the degree of it." Among them, Qingqiu, you yourself know that such a thing is not in a hurry, it is just four words, step by step. ”

His last words accentuated.

The person watching was Ning Qingqiu, but he said this to the two people present.

Qiye's eyes deepened, looking at the little face that was still a little pale, and finally didn't say anything.

Yes, Ning Qingqiu is a female cultivator after all, although he is already very merciful, but she is still a little too detached......

Next time, he'll get a better grip.

This will not happen again.

Qingqiu felt Qiye's gaze, she turned her eyes to him suspiciously, and smiled when she saw that people were just staring at her and not speaking.

At least today's seven nights have benefited her a lot, and such opportunities don't come every day.

Where did the Yuanying Monk come from, who didn't use his aura and deliberately practiced sword with you for most of the day?

The only way to take advantage of this opportunity is to learn more, and whether there is such an opportunity in the future is still a matter of two words.

Mingyuan didn't bother to care about the eyebrows and eyes of these two people, Qiye and Ning Qingqiu, the relationship was getting better and better, and he always felt that he was intervened by a "third party".

Obviously, Ning Qingqiu, who he met first, as a bosom friend, has now retreated to the second line......

It's just that those who hear it are sad, and those who see it cry.

Wait a minute......

When they first met, Ning Qingqiu was bathing in the lake, and he ...... It's never going to be mentioned with Seven Nights.

Well, it's not that you're a thief.

It's mainly the appearance of Qiye's unstable mental condition, if it's stimulated to think about something crooked, how can it be good?

Fortresses are often breached from within, but external blows are never the main force.

Qiye Jian frowned into his sideburns, raised his long narrow black eyes, looked at Ming Yuan and said, "What else do you have to say, hurry up." Otherwise, I'm going to go back and catch up on sleep. ”

After experiencing a baptism of demonic will, his fatigue was only deeper.

Not to mention that today he still strengthened his spirits and accompanied Ning Qingqiu to practice the sword for so long.

Of course, the progress she has made is also good, and the changes are clear to the naked eye.

Mingyuan stretched out his hand to set up a soundproof magic circle, so as not to have ears on the partition wall.

If there really were monks eavesdropping on purpose, then a more powerful monk would be able to hear the conversation on the other side of town.

But it's rare.

That's it, a proper talent.

For such a monk, many forces can be described in one word: thirsty for talent. (To be continued.) )