Hua Ying happened to be walking, typing the draft, what to say when she saw Ning Qingqiu's first sentence, but when she saw a flower in front of her, a monk wearing a short fight in green clothes suddenly jumped out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The man was handsome, with slender eyebrows and gray sideburns, which added a bit of vicissitudes to his countenance.

This gray hair color was deliberately kept by him, reminding himself of the burden of humiliation and Ning Qingqiu's kindness to him, and he was determined not to forget.

Although it was said that the healing elixir was given to him by Mingyuan, Mingyuan also said that let Ping'an work for Ning Qingqiu for fifty years, which is not a long time in the life of a monk.

Naturally, he knew who he was loyal to and who he was so worried about.

That was Ning Qingqiu.

If it weren't for her, presumably Ming Gongzi and that one would not have been kind to him, and he would have given him an elixir like the Nine Turns East Pole Pill, and promised to save his sister.

All of this was brought to him by a girl who practiced swords in the forest.

And Hua Ying ...... At first glance, it was a little white face, and he didn't know it before, but it must be the disciple who came out of the horns, and Ping An immediately stopped it.

Originally, he was standing from a distance and watching, and it was not easy for Ping An to do anything, so as not to disturb Ning Qingqiu's sword practice.

She has been practicing swords recently, undoubtedly hoping that she can go further than kendo or swordsmanship, which will also have a role in promoting her cultivation breakthrough.

At this time, it is obviously not advisable to absorb the aura step by step, if you have a comprehension, or even encounter an epiphany, then becoming a foundation building monk is as simple as eating and drinking.

Small bottlenecks rely on cultivation, and small amounts of water accumulate into a lot, dripping water through stones, which requires perseverance and perseverance; big bottlenecks are more about chance and understanding, talent, opportunity, inspiration and even luck, all of which are indispensable.

Hua Ying was stunned for a moment, and then found that he couldn't see through the cultivation of the person who came, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, but his face did not show anything, he performed the etiquette of a monk, and his smile was sincere with a slight embarrassment.

"This fellow Taoist is polite. In Xia Huaying, passing through here, seeing this girl's exquisite swordsmanship is really shocking, if there is any offense, please forgive me. ”

Ping An snorted coldly in his heart, no matter how personable and polite he was, he was not a disciple, and his eyes lit up when he didn't see it?

That's it, dare to talk to Miss Ning?

He said coldly: "My young lady practices swords here, and she doesn't want to be disturbed. Please get out of here. ”

A smile froze on Hua Ying's face.

Lin Jingfeng also realized that something was wrong, walked over quickly, and heard the first sentence that was similar to the words of a merry boy who sent away a gentleman.

He was a little embarrassed at once.

Hua Ying is not a bad person, she looks romantic, but in fact, she just likes to talk about Huahua, at least so far as Hua Ying's friend, he really hasn't seen Hua Ying really have a close relationship with any female cultivator.

Most of the rumors in Qingyun Sect are just false rumors, and Hua Ying is a person who doesn't care about these, she has always done her own thing, but this time she was deflated.

Lin Jingfeng's eyesight was extraordinary, and at a glance, he knew that the person in front of him was a master, and with such a powerful monk as a guard, he was really worthy of that girl's sword-dancing style.

Lin Jingfeng arched his hand and said: "Please don't misunderstand this senior, don't hide it from the senior, my name is Lin Jingfeng, and Hua Ying is a disciple of Qingyun Sect, this time I went out on a trip, and I happened to see that girl practicing swords, which is really heartbreaking, so I came here to hope to get acquainted, if there is an offense, please also ask Haihan." ”

Hua Ying was stunned, and looked at Lin Jingfeng's eyes a little disapprovingly.

They were acting in secret, so they were naturally careful not to let the trafficker monks who were still in the market town find out their whereabouts, but they didn't expect Lin Jingfeng to report his home like this.

Lin Jingfeng gave him a slightly calming look.

The person in front of him and the girl in the forest are not simple people, they are full of the unique aura of righteous monks, and they should have nothing to do with those evil monks who have almost become demon cultivators.

The eyes of those monks were full of malice, greed, and desire, and it made people feel like they were full of demons when they looked at it, but Ning Qingqiu ...... The sword dancing girl's every move and style are all gorgeous, how can such a person with such swordsmanship be related to evil and darkness?

He still trusts his ability to discern.

Besides, the cultivation of the people in front of him is extremely high, and he is very impatient with them, and Lin Jingfeng said this to have a certain deterrent effect.

Hua Ying trusted him very much, and temporarily held back the anxiety in his heart and didn't speak, but he suddenly thought about it again, wait, just now Lin Jingfeng opened his mouth and called out to the person in front of him...... Predecessor?

So this person...... Could it be Brother Jindan?!

Hua Ying gasped in her heart, still unable to believe it.

It's not that he was frightened to this extent by a Jindan monk, but because the Jindan monk actually called the sword-dancing girl Miss, which was almost the identity of a slave and a domestic servant.

Either way, it shows that the girl's identity is amazing.

He's really a little impulsive now.

But there is no malice in the first place, and there must be no problem after explaining it clearly.

Ping An was slightly startled in his heart, and his eyes moved lightly.

Qingyun Sect?

The sixth-order sect, the holy place of monks in Jeju, is naturally known to everyone.

He didn't expect that these two people in front of him would have such a background, this is not easy to dismiss, after all, Qingyun Sect is not easy to provoke, and he does not dare to call the shots at will, this matter probably still needs Ning Qingqiu himself to make a decision.

Of course, no matter what kind of decision Ning Qingqiu made, Ping An naturally supported it all, and he had not forgotten his identity.

"I see. Ping'an nodded, his face still frozen and impassive, "Under Ping'an, let me go and report to my young lady, please wait a while." ”

He is neither humble nor arrogant, even if he is a monk of Qingyun Sect, he is also a Jindan monk, so naturally he will not grovel to these people.

The reason for his relaxed attitude was actually very simple, Lin Jingfeng was a sword cultivator.

Sword cultivation has always been frank and enterprising, such monks have different temperaments, but there are basically no bad people, otherwise, it is impossible to achieve anything great in the way of the sword.

The key is that Lin Jingfeng's eyes are clear, his attitude is humble and polite, and he knows at a glance that he is not a playboy like Hua Ying, but he is a little credible.

Hua Ying: ...... Whoever I recruited provoked me!

It's just snowing in June, and I'm more wronged than Dou E......

Ping'an turned around and walked in the direction of Ning Qingqiu.

Hua Ying breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Lin Jingfeng with a little sadness, reached out and touched her face, and sighed in a voice: "Do you think I really look good...... Don't look like a good person?"

Lin looked at him in a hurry, paused, and said, "...... Well. ”、

Then Hua Ying's face stiffened, and her mouth almost grew into an O-shaped shape looking at Lin Jingfeng, as if she didn't know this person.

Did you hear me right? Lin madman, he ...... Are you kidding him?!(To be continued.) )