Chapter 945: What Should I Do If Master Loves Me Too Much 2

The result?

If that senior brother is really a good person, there is no need for Lian Qing to do the task.

On the day of the appointment to take the Dan, she had not yet recovered from the scene of the gathering of Xianmen disciples, and she was pierced through her heart by the demon slayer.

And that sword was handed over to her senior brother by herself.

Coming back to her senses from the plot, Lian Qing turned her head to look at the innocent-looking young man beside her.

The boy smiled at her.

On the way here, everyone else disliked that the original owner was dirty and smelly, had no family background and no ability, and spoke coldly all the way, only the young man who was given the name Hanzhi after entering had warmth to himself.

So when they were getting started, she helped the teenager.

Originally, with his qualifications, he couldn't stay last.

But she didn't know that from the beginning, the boy was deliberately approaching.

Because inadvertently, he had seen the spirit who was embarrassed by people spontaneously retreating in front of her, and the boy decided that she was not an ordinary person.

Even if you haven't cultivated, you must have excellent qualifications.

He was right.

Originally, when he was halfway up the mountain, he was about to be swept away by a gust of wind, but Hu Qingqing pulled him.

The wind, which made people almost unsteady, seemed to have no effect on her.

He was even more determined to follow Hu Qingqing's thoughts.

Seeing Hu Qingqing looking at him, the young man immediately showed what he thought was the gentlest smile.

But a strange thing happened, Hu Qingqing, who was very close to him not long ago, just looked away coldly at this moment.

The boy suddenly panicked.

Without Hu Qingqing's care, he felt that he would definitely not be able to stay!

In the main hall, the masters of each peak were already sitting upright, ready to select the disciples of each peak.

This kind of thing cannot be said to be incompromised and graceful, because they have already released their respective spiritual senses and began to quietly observe this group of disciples.

Most children have a strange feeling at the moment, as if all their secrets are hidden.

Lian Qing is very comfortable.

Although the body she used was relatively weak, in terms of the strength of her spiritual sense, I am afraid that the combined peak masters of the various peaks were not her opponents.

However, in order not to make herself appear too special in their eyes and cause suspicion, she still wisely hid her strength, only making herself look like a good seedling suitable for cultivation.

In the time she spent thinking briefly, the nervous teenager quietly shifted his body and tugged at her sleeve.

These slight touches made him slightly touch the breath of Lianqing.

The spiritual power that escaped from the air also floated towards him.

"Hey, there are a few good seedlings."

It seemed that the oldest peak master waved Buddha dust and nodded a few points in the crowd.

The child who was hit floated out of thin air.

Most of the children who saw or felt this scene couldn't help but exclaim.

The peak master who had just made the move withdrew his dust and said to the rest of the peak masters, "Let's start choosing." ”

The monks of Xuantianmen are also interesting, and it is quite ingenious to choose a disciple.

Each of them pulls their spiritual power on the disciple they like, and whoever pulls it back will belong to whomever it is.

Because of the aura of Lianqing, the young man has also become a fragrant bait.

He let go of his hand slightly, Lian Qing immediately pulled his sleeve back, and the young man called nervously and puzzledly: "Qingqing......"

It was obviously a very small voice, but it penetrated the layers of prohibitions of Xuantian Gate and reached the ears of someone who was in retreat in Xuantian Peak.

"Qingqing ......"

He suddenly opened his eyes and waved his sleeves to open the mountain gate that had been sealed for an unknown number of years.

In a flash, he was gone.

At this moment, the head of the sect relied on his cultivation to be profound, and with a hard pull, he saw that Lian Qing was about to fly to him.

A cold male voice suddenly sounded in the hall——。

"Wait."