Chapter 164: Master, You're Blushing (22)

As soon as Lingxiao Zhenren entered, his eyes fell on the spar that probed the spiritual root.

He hadn't seen the five sects of miscellaneous spirit roots in the sect for a long time, and he suddenly blurted out.

Didn't think much about it.

Who would have thought that the voice had just fallen.

Two sharp and cold eyes fell on him.

Lingxiao Zhenren's footsteps paused.

met the condemning eyes of his junior brother and smiled.

"Ahem, am I not here by chance?"

Hearing this, Han Qingci glanced at Senior Brother lightly, and his eyes deliberately revealed a trace of disgust and expulsion: "So Senior Brother plans to leave now?" ”

"......" should you be so direct?

Is he a senior brother who doesn't want to lose face?

Lingxiao Zhenren was choked by his own junior brother on a daily basis, and turned his head to ignore this big ice mound, and met another condemning little look.

After seeing the appearance of the Qing Dynasty Phoenix, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yo! I think this little doll is the little apprentice of the junior brother! I didn't expect to look so cute! ”

Lingxiao Zhenren's eyes flashed with essence.

Strode closer to Chao Huang's side, and when he raised his hand, he wanted to pinch Chao Huang's meat bun face, just like he bullied Ming Yan when he was a child.

Seeing this, Chaohuang immediately leaned back, wanting to avoid Lingxiao Zhenren's claws, but Han Qingci hugged her too tightly, and actually didn't withdraw much at all.

Fortunately, Han Qingci's attitude is more distinct.

With a snap, Lingxiao Zhenren's hand was slapped away.

"Senior brother, don't be so profligate! You're going to scare my apprentices! ”

Scared?

Lingxiao Zhenren, who was 'roared' by his own relatives and disciples, looked at Chaohuang with an expressionless face, and then at Han Qingci, who was exuding cold air all over his body.

The corners of his mouth twitched speechlessly.

Although his senior brother is thousands of years old, he is not dizzy!

Among the three people present, it seems that his little liver is the most vulnerable, right?

Who will be scared?

Ling, Wandering, Xiao slowly turned around, turned his back to Han Qingci, and a beam of shallow sun entered the hall, inexplicably lining his side face and back a little sad.

It's a pity that the two people other than him only have each other in their eyes.

Even though he posed there for a while, no one paid attention to him.

In the end, Chaohuang felt that his senior brother in this life was very funny, and quietly pulled Han Qingci's sleeve, and then pointed to Lingxiao Zhenren.

"Master, when are you going to stand?"

"If the apprentice thinks that your master is an eyesore, then 'invite' him out!" Han Qingci thought that Chaohuang was afraid of life, so he was ready to drive people away.

Lingxiao Zhenren, who had pricked up his ears and had been eavesdropping on their conversation, almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, and immediately turned his head majestically and glared at Han Qingci angrily, and it just so happened that the spirit root spar crashed into his eyes again.

Lingxiao Zhenren's heart suddenly moved.

A small smug quickly crossed his eyes.

"I think the one who has the five spiritual roots should be my nephew, right? If I'm not mistaken, the junior brother should want to refine the Hua Dan and change his life against the sky for his nephew, right? ”

Lingxiao Zhenren put his hands behind his back, held his chest up, and tilted his chin slightly.

It's like 'come and beg me.'"

Han Qingci quickly glanced at his senior brother and hooked his lips vaguely.

The words of denial suddenly turned in his mouth.

"What? Senior Brother is planning to give me the Melting Spirit Grass and Taiqing Shou Yuan Liquid in the Treasure Pavilion of the Sect? Then I'll go to the Treasure Pavilion and get it later! ”

Melting Spirit Grass and Taiqing Shou Yuan Liquid are the main materials for refining and making Huadan.

It is rare in the world, and it is an indescribable rarity.

Even the Wuji Immortal Sect, which is the first sect, has only one copy each.

It has been kept by Lingxiao Zhenren as an eyeball.

No one will ask for it.

As a result, Lingxiao Zhenren said this, and the 'eyeballs' were gone, and he was suddenly stupid in place, and Chaohuang couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Master, is this so?"