Chapter 017: Pull Hatred
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The girl swaggered her long skirt and stood in front of Jun Qianluo, her fair and delicate Qianqianyu hand behind her, her body leaned forward slightly, and her beautiful big eyes bent into a beautiful crescent moon, in which she was smiling, and on her pretty little face, a shallow dimple appeared, which was extremely cute.
Eyes moved out of the yellowed and quaint scroll, Jun Qianluo smiled and glanced at the smart girl in front of him, and then his eyes swept over the lobby, looking at the fiery gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, and said: "Little girl, I know that your charm is not small, but you don't need to push me out as a shield, right?" β
"Hee-hee." With a chuckle, Lingxi sat down beside Jun Qianluo, stretched his waist lazily, and his slender and delicate figure under the long skirt suddenly stood out seductively, and took out a scroll from the bookshelf behind him, Lingxi's eyes stayed on Jun Qianluo for a while, and said with a lazy smile: "Brother Qianluo has entered the middle stage of the martial arts realm?" β
Hearing this, Jun Qianluo, who was buried in the ancient scroll, raised his eyebrows, below the martial arts realm, they were all in the entry stage, and the vague and weak vitality fluctuations were difficult to be noticed, so if he did not use the vitality or the detection stone to test, it was generally difficult to accurately tell what realm the person had reached, and now, just a few casual glances, Lingxi broke through the details of Jun Qianluo, which really surprised him.
"What is the identity of this little girl? Looking at the exercises she used to fight Qiu Ruoming before, it was obviously a high-level exercise, and this kind of white light technique was not owned by the Qianyue Sect and the Liuli Family..."A few thoughts flashed in his heart, Jun Qianluo turned his head and looked at the girl who was smiling lightly, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and nodded lightly: "Well, it's in the middle of the martial artist realm." β
Seeing Jun Qianluo nodding, the smile on Lingxi's little face suddenly became a little thicker, and he laughed softly: "I think it has something to do with Brother Qianluo's closed-door penance for half a month, right?" β
"Uh-huh!" Nodding lightly, Jun Qianluo did not deny it, his gaze shifted back to the quaint yellowing scroll, and asked casually: "Why do you have the leisure to compete with them today?" β
"I'm bored." Learning Jun Qianluo shrugged his shoulders, Lingxi said with a smile, his eyes turned to the young man, and there was a faint hint of resentment: "Since Brother Qianluo recovered his memory, he hasn't looked for Lingxi for half a month, is it because he is afraid that Lingxi will not be able to find you Jingyuan?"
Jun Qianluo was suddenly stunned, a little embarrassed, and said with a wry smile: "In more than two months, the sect elimination tournament will be held once every ten years, can I not hurry up and cultivate?" Raising his head, looking at the girl's slightly wrinkled pretty nose, he had to stretch out his palm and patted Lingxi's little head affectionately, and comforted him softly: "In the future, Brother Qianluo will definitely find time to accompany Sister Lingxi." β
Hearing Jun Qianluo's assurance, Lingxi's little face relaxed slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the young man, and kept whispering laughter in Jun Qianluo's ear, that intimate appearance made all the teenagers in the hall can't help but be jealous and their eyes are red.
Looking at the two people holding hands and chuckling and talking under the bookshelf from afar, the corners of Qiu Ruoming's mouth twitched slightly, his face was ugly, a pair of fists, squeezed tightly, loosened and tightened...
In the sect, it can be regarded as Linggen's outstanding talent, Qiu Ruoming's sense of self-superiority has always been very strong, for Lingxi, a different girl, Qiu Ruoming has already made up his mind in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to Long Yan at all, of course, he didn't know Long Yan's identity, and he had already made her his own woman very decisively, although it was just his own wishful thinking...
Now that I see the woman I have set in my heart, she is actually talking and laughing with the garbage that she has always looked down on, and she is so intimate, which is difficult not to make Qiu Ruoming's heart burn with anger.
The anger in his eyes continued to surge, and after a moment of silence, Qiu Ruoming slowly exhaled, and on his face, a young man's unique warm smile was hung again, and his clothes were a little messy, and in front of everyone's eyes, he walked briskly towards the two people who were intimate next to the bookshelf.
In the lobby, everyone looked at Qiu Ruoming who was walking towards the two of them, all of them gloated with a face of schadenfreude, and laughed out loud from time to time. Of course, these laughter were obviously not aimed at Qiu Ruoming, but at the sect waste firewood Jun Qianluo, who seemed to be at a loss.
His gaze swept over the eight veins of the human wonder meridian on the ancient yellowing scroll, and Jun Qianluo secretly memorized the acupuncture points of the flaming palm.
With a sigh of relief, Jun Qianluo's lowered brows suddenly frowned, and his highly sensitive soul perception made him clearly aware of the actions of everyone in the hall, of course, including Qiu Ruoming, who was walking towards them.
"This little girl, what a troublemaker!" With a low sigh, Jun Qianluo slowly put away the yellowed and simple scroll in his hand.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Qianluo, are you here to learn the exercises? Do you want me to help you find a few high-level exercises? For advanced exercises, perhaps the authority of Qianluo's junior disciple is not enough. With a smile on his face, standing in front of Jun Qianluo, Qiu Ruoming smiled neutrally.
Jun Qianluo rolled up the yellowed and simple scroll in his hand, put it lightly on the bookshelf, shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "Thank you for your concern, I don't need it for the time being." β
"Ah, I almost forgot... Jun Qianluo's junior brother is still only in the early stage of the martial arts realm, and it is indeed difficult to learn too high-level exercises. Rubbing his forehead with his palm, Qiu Ruoming seemed to smile suddenly, but the sarcasm on his face was not hidden deeply.
Jun Qianluo shook his head and sighed lightly, he just came to the door to scold...
The corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a touch of arc, and then, Jun Qianluo seemed to be a little helpless and said: "I know that you said this just to attract Lingxi's attention." Still, I have to say that you're naΓ―ve in doing this..."
was debunked by Jun Qianluo's merciless sarcasm, the smile on Qiu Ruoming's face gradually converged, he didn't expect that Jun Qianluo, who was bullied and taciturn on weekdays, would dare to talk to him like this, his face was gloomy at the moment, and he sneered: "It seems that Senior Brother Jun Qianluo doesn't care about my senior brother?" Hehe, why don't we compare and compare? Or let me see how much the diligent junior and younger brother has improved for ten years? β
"Hmph, do you need me to compare with you again?" Lingxi had already stood in front of Jun Qianluo, raising his smart and handsome little face, and his big eyes were beautiful and watery, and he was a little cold.
Raising his eyebrows, looking at Lingxi, who had come out for Jun Qianluo, Qiu Ruoming's heart was even more jealous, he glanced at him fiercely, and mocked: "You know that you are hiding behind a woman?" β
"Ten years ago, when you first entered the sect, why didn't you dare to talk to me like this?"
Jun Qianluo picked up his toes and took out a bundle of quaint scrolls again, flicked off the dust on it, and spit out a sentence lightly in his mouth, saying.
People who don't know the truth, Jun Qianluo's indifferent and calm appearance falls in the eyes of people who have a bad feeling towards him, which really makes people feel a blockage in their chests.
The corners of his mouth raised, his teeth clenched together, and he made a creaking sound, although he was already angry in his heart, but Qiu Ruoming didn't dare to really make a move on Jun Qianluo, no matter how wasteful Jun Qianluo was, he still remembered what happened half a month ago, although he was the sect master and his grandfather, but the strength of Jun Mo Sheng in the middle of the martial arts source realm was not something he could compete with now.
Taking a deep breath, Qiu Ruoming glanced at Jun Qianluo coldly, not as gentle as before, but bowed his head slightly, approached Jun Qianluo, and whispered coldly in his ear: "Jun Qianluo, you are no longer the cultivation genius of ten years ago, and now you are just a waste, Lingxi, it's not something you can match, acquaintance, leave her as soon as possible, otherwise, hehe, although I can't make a move on you on weekdays, but two months later, it will be above board." If you don't want to become a complete cripple, I advise you to get out early! β
Listening to these threatening words, Jun Qianluo grinned at the corners of his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Qiu Ruoming with an extremely strange gaze, and then, rolled his eyes, picked up the quaint scroll in his hand, and turned to leave.
Looking at Jun Qianluo's actions, Qiu Ruoming thought that he had compromised, however, before he could be happy, he saw that the young man stretched out his thumb to him indifferently, and said lightly: "Okay, more than two months later... I'm waiting for you to beat me into a cripple. β
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