Two shifts)

Sword Douluo Chenxin slowly stood up from the bamboo and rattan chair, and as he stood up straight, the momentum of the whole person changed completely.

If Sword Douluo Chenxin, who was sleeping on the bamboo chair just now, gave people a sense of intimacy like a grandfather next door, then at this moment, Sword Douluo Chenxin seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

The Soul King beside Qian Ling Xue had already exuded the coercion of a high-level soul master in Sword Douluo Chen's heart, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were already oozing from his forehead, and at this time, he felt that his limbs were numb, his body was stiff and unable to move, just like a poor moth that had strayed into a spider's web, and the air around him was frozen as if it were substance, which was simply uncomfortable!

This Templar couldn't even open his mouth to call for help except for the rolling of his eyes!

The power of Title Douluo can be seen!

But what made Sword Douluo Chenxin feel shocked and suspicious was that in the face of such coercion from him, Qian Ling Xue was unaffected, her steps moved forward firmly and slowly, with a divine smile on her face, and said:

"Senior Dusty Heart, it's understandable that you want to stop me from seeing Yang Ming, but have you ever thought about what if Yang Ming wants to see me?"

Sword Douluo Chenxin's momentum stagnated, and he suddenly retracted his momentum.

This was not only because he was moved by Qianrenxue's words, but also because he realized that he couldn't use high-level soul power to coerce, and he couldn't do anything in the Martial Soul Temple.

"You, do you know Yang Ming?" Sword Douluo Chenxin asked.

Qian Ling Xue kept a smile on her face, did not answer, with a wisp of good fragrance, and passed by Sword Douluo Chenxin, but no one could notice that at this time, Qian Ling Xue secretly clenched her jade fist, it can be seen that resisting the coercion of the senior soul master just now was not as easy as it seemed.

Qianren Snow Jade palms stuck to the locked door of the dungeon, and with a slight push, the door was opened.

Suddenly, the three pairs of eyes in the dungeon shifted their gaze in unison, focusing on Qianrenxue, and after seeing her dress, they were all awe-inspiring and bowed to her.

Seeing this, Sword Douluo Chen's eyes were thoughtful, and without waiting for the dungeon door to close, he followed into the dungeon.

Facing the incomprehensible gaze of the three Templars in the dungeon and Qian Ling Xue, Sword Douluo Chenxin naturally would not be honest in his confession, because he was afraid that Qian Ling Xue, a beautiful woman, would use a beauty trick to seduce Yang Ming and cuckold Ning Rongrong, who he loved since childhood.

Fortunately, the other person was thick-skinned, ignored these piercing eyes, coughed a few times, and said:

"The old man is just watching from the side."

Seeing this, Qian Lingxue retracted her gaze and walked towards Yang Ming.

They made such a big move, Yang Ming's divine sense had already reacted, and before Qian Lingxue approached the bedside, he had already opened his eyes, a resolute and handsome face, and a pair of dazzling starry eyes staring at the comer.

If you look closely, you will find that the girl in front of you looks very ordinary, and her whole body can do not even have a trace of soul power fluctuations, just like an ordinary girl, and her feet are not walking on the ground, but an inch from the ground, if you don't look carefully, you really won't find this detail.

What surprised Yang Ming even more was that when he looked at the comer, even if he gathered his spiritual power in his divine consciousness and wanted to lock on to the other party, he found that he couldn't take aim, as if she was a non-existent person.

The two looked at each other, and they didn't immediately speak.

For a long time, it was Qian Lingxue who was the first to break the stalemate, and smiled lightly, her smile seemed to have some special magic, and Yang Ming couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it, and the mosquito nets on the bed swayed gently, making a slight sound.

After Yang Ming obtained the alchemy technique, he had a divine sense and could easily perceive the things within a hundred meters around him, but he was surprised to find that within the scope of his divine sense, not only the mosquito net, but also the hanging curtain beads and the chandelier on the ceiling were all swaying gently at this moment, as if they were all infected and intoxicated by Qian Lingxue's smile.

Laughing at the city, and then laughing at the country, maybe it is a peerless woman like Qianrenxue.

"The first time we met, I was Qianrenxue."

Qian Lingxue gracefully performed a noble salute, stretched out a crystal like jade arm, and said:

"I have long heard that there is an unprecedented dark horse in this year's Continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition, I have long admired Yang Ming, you have long admired you, and if you see it today, it is better to be really famous than to see it, and you are really handsome."

Yang Ming secretly rolled his eyes in his heart.

Load, you keep loading it for me.

If it weren't for Yang Ming's understanding of the plot and knowing that Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, had already been eliminated by the Martial Spirit Palace, and the current Xue Qinghe was pretended to be by Qian Ling Xue, if he was someone else, it would really be possible to be fooled by Qian Ling Xue.

After all, Qian Lingxue's charm after fading her usual disguise and restoring her women's clothes was really amazing, even Yang Ming had a momentary heartbeat just now.

Yang Ming threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and also stretched out his hand, just politely shook Qian Lingxue's fingers, but did not shake them all, this is a kind of respect for women, and said with a smile:

"Miss Qianrenxue, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Qian Lingxue did not show a look of displeasure because of the alienation in Yang Ming's tone, as if she had seen an old friend, she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against Yang Ming's side.

At this time, she first cut and then played:

"Yang Ming, you don't mind if I sit here, do you?"

Can Yang Ming say no?

The two of them were very tight, Yang Ming could even feel the warmth coming over and over again through the other party's thin clothes, the good aroma was like the fragrance of jasmine, and there was no strong pungent feeling of kitsch, and it was not too light to cause no sense of existence, lingering on the tip of the nose, making people subconsciously relax their guard.

Speaking of which, there's a little bit of enjoyment.

Qian Lingxue raised her jade arm, brushed the hair hanging down her earlobes to the back of her head, and through Yang Ming's perspective, she could see an almost perfect side face, a smooth forehead, thin and long cicada eyebrows, and a straight nose, the ruddy and shiny lips were slightly lifted, revealing a mouthful of clean white teeth, just like an old friend meeting and chatting with Yang Ming.

Even if Yang Ming is a straight man of steel, when he often chats with girls, he will become a topic terminator with various straight male speeches, but Qian Lingxue is worthy of being a veteran of this way, and he will always talk about it and find a topic to continue chatting.

Mixed with various topics, Qian Lingxue said inadvertently:

"Yang Ming, if you were given a chance to join the Martial Spirit Palace, which would exempt you from imprisonment, what would you choose?"

(There are only two shifts today)