In fact, Qiao Xiaoyou's mother was the junior raised by her father outside at the beginning, so from childhood to adulthood, Qiao Xiaoyou did not grow up in Qiao's family, but followed her mother to live in Yangcheng, so she studied in the same middle school as Chen Qingyang.

That year, even though he was only a teenager, Qiao Xiaodemon had already been out of the water, and it caused a sensation in the whole school on the first day of school.

The two were not only assigned to the same class, but also luckily became the same table, Chen Qingyang was tall and thin at that time, he seemed to be a quiet boy, and his personality seemed to be a little introverted, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to Qiao Xiaoyou.

For Qiao Xiaoyou, who is like the stars holding the moon wherever she goes, a boy like Chen Qingyang is not at all attractive to her, so the two have been at the same table for nearly half a month, and they have spoken once when they introduced themselves on the first day.

Until one day, Qiao Xiaoyou came home from school alone, and when she was walking on a remote road, she was targeted by a group of young people in society and forcibly pulled her into a wood, wanting to plot against her.

At this moment, a thin figure appeared, like a crazy beast, desperately protecting Qiao Xiaoyou behind him, allowing the group of young people in society to punch and kick him, even if his head was broken and bleeding, the person did not retreat timidly.

In the end, Nangong Liang's group of classmates happened to pass by, and they rushed over in a swarm to drive away the group of young people.

The frightened Qiao Xiaoyou subconsciously reached out to support the crumbling thin body, only to suddenly find that it was none other than her introverted and inconspicuous tablemate Chen Qingyang who saved her.

It was also at that time that Chen Qingyang moved Qiao Xiaoyou's heart for the first time.

Later, the four demon kings met, and Chen Qingyang's personality gradually became cheerful.

At that time, the four of them often went out to fight together, and Chen Qingyang always stood in front of Qiao Xiaoyou, never letting her be hurt in the slightest.

Even Qiao Xiaoyou didn't know when she really liked Chen Qingyang, but she was sure of one thing, there had never been a man who was so good to her as Chen Qingyang.

Just when Qiao Xiaoyou's thoughts were flying, Chen Qingyang and Ling Beijian were already standing opposite each other.

Ling Beijian didn't plan to find an open place to fight Chen Qingyang, because he felt that this battle would not have any suspense at all, and it could be ended with a raise of his hand.

It's just that the inexplicable confidence in Chen Qingyang's eyes made him a little unhappy in his heart.

"You seem confident that you can beat me?" Ling Beijian said coldly.

"What, scared?" Chen Qingyang said with a chuckle.

Ling Beijian didn't laugh angrily, and smiled very gloomy, and said, "In that case, why don't we make a bet?" ”

"Bet on what?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Since Ling Beijian wanted to play, Chen Qingyang didn't mind playing a big game with him.

"It just so happens that I don't have a dog by my side, and if I win, then you can be this dog!" Ling Beijian said with a smile.

If you want to kill Chen Qingyang, you can kill him with your backhand.

But Ling Beijian is very similar to Ling Chengfeng, that is, his psychology is a little extremely perverted, he doesn't want to kill Chen Qingyang directly, he wants to torture Chen Qingyang slowly, and then let him die in endless despair.

Others may not be able to see it, but the people of the Nangong family and the Yin family know that Ling Beijian, who is the first genius of the Ling family, has enough strength to be proud of all the geniuses of the eight major families, even if it is Nangong Jue and others, their strength is inferior to him.

And Chen Qingyang, a martial artist in the middle stage of condensation, why should he compete with him?

This bet was unfair from the beginning, and no one would think that Chen Qingyang would be stupid enough to agree to Ling Beijian's condition.

Qiao Xiaoyou opened his mouth slightly behind him, but swallowed the words again.

Everyone had now completely forgotten about the auction of the Immortal Ancient Book just now, and they were now looking forward to the next battle between these two young people.

"What if you lose?" Chen Qingyang asked with a relaxed expression.

He didn't agree to Ling Beijian's bet, but he didn't refuse either.

"I lose?"

Hearing Chen Qingyang's question, Ling Beijian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, how could I lose!" ”

Ling Beijian's self-confidence stems from his strong strength, not to mention Chen Qingyang, even if it is the first day talent of the Nangong family who has not yet appeared standing in front of him at this moment, Ling Beijian dares to guarantee that he will not lose.

"Not necessarily, maybe you're going to lose, and then what are you going to bet on?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Seeing that Chen Qingyang was so stubborn, Ling Beijian sneered and said, "I'm going to lose, the conditions are up to you." ”

Unleashed such wild words, it was obvious that Ling Beijian never thought that he would lose at all.

"Okay, if you lose, I don't want you as a dog, I want you to carry that sword on your back, how about it?" Chen Qingyang stretched out his finger and pointed at the ancient sword that Ling Beijian had been carrying on his back.

That ancient sword didn't look peculiar, but Chen Qingyang could feel that Ling Beijian attached great importance to it.

If he can win it, it should be a big blow to Ling Beijian!

Ling Beijian's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold and gloomy light.

This ancient sword was already by Ling Chengfeng's side when he found him, and it was also the only thing in this world that could prove Ling Beijian's identity.

Ever since he was sensible, Ling Beijian had carried this ancient sword with him, and no matter what time it was, he would never leave his body more than half a meter.

It can be said that this ancient sword is the second life of Ling Beijian.

Seeing Ling Beijian's hesitation, Chen Qingyang laughed sarcastically and said, "Why, didn't you swear just now that you wouldn't lose?" Why don't you even dare to press the bet now? ”

Ling Chengfeng behind him frowned slightly, he could be regarded as having read countless people, but at this moment, he couldn't figure out what Chen Qingyang was thinking in his heart?

Because Chen Qingyang's mentality is too calm, as if he is in control of the next battle, he doesn't think he will lose at all.

Could it be that Chen Qingyang deliberately hid his strength?

Ling Chengfeng subconsciously released his divine thoughts to probe Chen Qingyang's strength realm.

Under the detection of Ling Chengfeng's powerful soul divine thoughts, Chen Qingyang's realm was completely invisible.

Mid-term cohesion!

He was sure that Chen Qingyang definitely did not have a hidden strength realm.

But Chen Qingyang's performance was so abnormal that Ling Chengfeng was faintly uneasy in his heart.

Ling Beijian gritted his teeth, glared at Chen Qingyang viciously, and said, "Okay, if I lose, this sword will be yours, but you will definitely not have a chance to win me!" ”

After speaking, the momentum on Ling Beijian's body became even more fierce, with a posture of wanting to tear Chen Qingyang apart.

"Stand back, everybody!"

A panicked reminder sounded, the battle between the half-step Innate Realm martial artists was extremely terrifying, if it was let go, I am afraid that the entire manor would be in ruins.

The smile on Chen Qingyang's face was also instantly put away, for him, this was definitely a hard battle!

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