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"The head of the house." She said respectfully.

Fu Jingkai turned around when he heard this.

"I've done as you told me to go back there."

Fu Jingkai nodded, "Keep an eye on the young master." He waved his hand.

Fu Yingying lowered her head and turned around and quickly retreated, and disappeared after a while.

……

At this time, Jun Ling was continuing to cultivate the first heaven of the Nine Heavens Cultivation Divine Technique. Everything was difficult at the beginning, but after she felt her divine sense, the next cultivation went all the way, after all, she had cultivated so many times before, and she was simply familiar with it.

Jun Ling tempered his divine sense over and over again, constantly expanding his divine sense outward and expanding again...... When it finally reached Baizhang, it was difficult for the condensation of divine consciousness to go further, and Jun Ling felt a bottleneck that was stuck.

What's going on?

Jun Ling stood up suspiciously, when she was in the early stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, her divine sense could reach five or six hundred zhang, but now it can only reach less than one-fifth of what it used to be, is this because of the restriction of the realm?

In the Regret Immortal Realm, Jun Ling had never heard of anyone who could condense their divine consciousness without cultivating, so she didn't know if her current situation was related to the realm, but Jun Ling guessed that it should be a matter of the realm.

But in an instant, Jun Ling was relieved, no matter what, in one night, she condensed ten zhang of divine sense, which can be regarded as powerful.

"Maybe I'm too greedy!" Jun Ling said self-deprecatingly, picking up the teacup and taking a sip.

This tea is really bad, Jun Ling thought.

Immediately, her divine sense saw Lan'er walking quickly towards her room.

"Young Master......" Lan'er called in a low voice outside.

Jun Ling habitually covered out her divine sense, only to see that at the door of the courtyard, Fu Yingying stood in Tingting, the wind blowing the corners of her pink skirt, green silk eyebrows, and picturesque. And Cuizhu was waiting respectfully on the side.

Jun Ling felt a little headache, she knew very well that this lively beauty was sent by Fu Jingkai to spy on her.

Suddenly, Jun Ling felt extremely weird, a lively beauty was waiting in front of his door, and a man would be restless at this time.

But she's not a man.

But it's not a woman.

So is he a man or a woman now?

Jun Ling stood up, rubbed his stiff face vigorously, put aside these thoughts, and opened the door with a gentle face.

"Young master, Miss Ying asks to see ......"

"Hmm." Before Lan'er finished speaking, Jun Ling had already stepped out.

Here, Fu Yingying saw Jun Ling striding forward, her face was happy, and she shouted, "Brother Yuanjie." ”

"Yingying." Jun Ling looked at Fu Yingying gently, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Yingying saw that Brother Yuanjie was in a bad mood yesterday, and she was always uneasy after going back, so she came here today, and I heard that Gujing Xilou recently had a new batch of spiritual tea, and I wanted to invite Brother Yuanjie to go to ...... together."

"Okay!" After Jun Ling finished speaking, he took the lead and left.

Fu Yingying was stunned again.

Yesterday I drove myself away so simply, why did I go so happily today?

Seeing Yuan Jie go away, Fu Yingying didn't have time to think about it, so she chased after her.

……

At this time, Yan Wuming was sitting in the ancient well rest building, looking confused.

His mind was full of Fu Yuanjie's smile at him the day before yesterday.

Mysterious?

Charming?

Uncanny?

Yes, it's weird, he always feels weird.

Just as he was thinking, a voice sounded in his ears: "Lost your soul?" ”

Mourning Wuming came back to his senses, only to see a young man standing in front of him, with a golden crown and jade bundle, a white robe just right to outline his tough lines, a pale gold belt around his waist, a pair of eyebrows and eyes indifferent, a handsome face, looking at Mourn Nameless.

It turned out that Gao Muqing didn't know when he had arrived.

Gao Muqing is also Fu Yuanjie's friend, and the three of them often drink tea in Xilou as companions.

Seeing the nameless stunned appearance, Gao Muqing sat down straight, picked up a teacup, poured a cup of tea, and said, "What, which girl was lost to her soul?" ”

Yan Wuming came back to his senses and said angrily, "Am I such a person who has no pursuit? ”

"Aren't you?" Gao Muqing held the teacup, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the bustling people downstairs.

Seeing Mu Qing's expression, Yan Wuming snorted and said, "One or two are laughing so weirdly. ”

"Who?" Gao Muqing asked without turning his head.

"Who else, Fu Yuanjie!"

Gao Muqing finally turned around and looked at the nameless.

"I went to see him the day before yesterday, and he smiled at me, and it was so weird, like, like he had seen a ghost." Yan Wuming scratched his head, and he didn't come up with a word to describe it for a long time.

"Isn't he seeing you?"

Gao Muqing laughed and continued to turn his head to look downstairs.

It took a while for the nameless to react, is Gao Muqing scolding him for being a ghost?

"Hey! Are you scolding me? ”

"The brain is not stupid."

Yan Wuming grabbed a teacup and threw it over, Gao Muqing didn't even return his head to catch it, and raised his chin downstairs.

The nameless looked at it suspiciously, and saw a purple-robed young man strolling along, followed by a girl in a pink fairy skirt.

Yan Wuming's mouth opened wide, and then shouted loudly, "Fu Yuanjie! ”

Jun Ling raised his head and saw that Yan Wuming was upstairs, holding the table with one hand, and was waving at him.

Jun Ling Bao laughed.

"Look at you, look at you......" Silent Ring pointed at Jun Ling, "See?" That's the kind of laughter! ”

Gao Muqing looked downstairs, still indifferent, ignoring the flash of light in his eyes.

With the sound of "click" footsteps, Jun Ling appeared in front of the two, sat down and poured a glass of water, Fu Yingying saluted the two, and sat next to Jun Ling shyly, bowing her head and not saying a word.

Yan Wuming looked at Jun Ling angrily, then looked at Fu Yingying, and sat down with a sigh.

Gao Muqing glanced at Fu Yingying with a playful expression.

Jun Ling felt a little helpless in his heart. It's not that he loves to take Fu Yingying, there is really no reason to get rid of this dog skin plaster.

Gao Muqing raised his teacup to Jun Ling, leaned on the armchair, and said with a smile, "Congratulations on waking up." ”

Jun Ling also raised his teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

Phew, this is also called spiritual tea.

Jun Ling thought in his heart.

"I noticed how you woke up and changed people? Despicable, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, I smashed the table of Fang Tongye's grandsons for you. ”

Isn't it just a different person?

Jun Ling smiled, raised his glass to the dead nameless, and said, "Thank you so much." ”

Yan Wuming snorted, but Gao Muqing looked back at Jun Ling.

Is this what is the relationship between men? Jun Ling played with the teacup in his hand, and secretly thought that he was suddenly very dissatisfied that he was not himself.

Maybe she is too demanding again, in that case, she can still keep her soul and be reborn in Fu Yuanjie, how many people can do this, what else does she want to ask for?

Thinking of this, Jun Ling sighed and put down the teacup.

"And then, did you fight?" Jun Ling continued.

"Who is Grandpa, and do they dare to fight back?" The nameless face was smug.

At this time, it happened that several people from Fang Tongye stepped upstairs.

"Hmph, some people are thick-skinned, relying on their own Lao Tzu, and they still think they are green onions." Fang Tongye immediately returned.

"Grandson!" The nameless face didn't matter, and he picked up the teacup and pretended to be a master in the world.

It turns out that these are Fu Yuanjie's opponents. It doesn't look good. Jun Ling thought in his heart.

Fang Tongye just wanted to scold back, when he suddenly saw Jun Ling glancing at him.

Fang Tongye smiled coldly, "It turns out that the first day of Lancheng who failed to advance to the spirit cultivation is also there." ”

Fang Tongye said strangely.

For a long time, Fu Yuanjie's glorious image has pressed the young masters of Lancheng, which has made Fang Tongye unhappy for a long time.

"Don't say that," Zhou Fang pretended to stop Fang Tongye, "Maybe it's a unique realm cultivation that we don't know?" ”

"Hahahaha......" The people who followed laughed cooperatively.

The nameless hula stood up.

"That's right, it's a unique realm cultivation that none of you know." Jun Ling's voice came, stopping the nameless who was about to riot.

"Then I want to be taught." A voice came from the side of the stairs, followed by a square-faced, thin-eyed boy in a blue shirt stepping upstairs.

（…… To be continued)