Chapter Seventy-Four: Retreat

Nangong Wenqing teleported back to Xianshui Pavilion, he already felt the loosening of the barrier, and he was about to retreat, before that, he still had something to explain to Qianqiao.

"Knock knock..."

"Hmm... Who?"

Qianqiao was still asleep when she was suddenly woken up by a slightly hurried knock on the door, and asked in a daze.

"It's me..."

Nangong Wenqing's voice sounded outside the door, I don't know if it was because he hadn't woken up yet, Qianqiao actually heard a little tenderness from the voice of the third uncle, patted his forehead, he must have fallen asleep.

He staggered up to open the door, forgetting that he was still in his pajamas.

So when Nangong Wenqing saw the door open and was about to speak, he was stunned for a moment...

The girl in front of her was wearing a suspender knee-length nightdress, and her well-developed figure loomed in the light fabric, Nangong Wenqing came back to her senses and immediately turned her back to Qianqiao.

"Put on your clothes!"

"Hmm, what did you say, third uncle?"

Qianqiao's chaotic brain has not been completely awakened, and she has been too tired from practicing recently, and when she comes back, she changes into pajamas and falls asleep, and she has no heart to meditate again, so she got up earlier than usual today, and Qianqiao is still a little confused.

"Put your clothes on!"

As an old antique, he rarely went out in his Xianshui Pavilion, and he hadn't even seen a few women, let alone such revealing clothes for him.

Nangong Wenqing didn't know how to face Qianqiao for a while, so he could only remind him again.

"Uh... Third uncle, wait a minute!"

This time, Qianqiao heard clearly, looked down, and saw that she was still wearing pajamas, a little embarrassed, and immediately closed the door and changed into a magic robe, and then carefully opened the door again.

"Ahem, I've changed it to the third uncle..."

Qian Qian coughed awkwardly and reminded Nangong Wenqing that he could turn around.

"Hmm..."

Nangong Wenqing turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qianqiao wearing a long coat and trousers, and then walked into Qianqiao's room in silence and found a stool to sit down at random.

Qian Qiao raised her eyebrows, it seemed that this meant that she had something to explain, and she sat down obediently, and by the way, she poured a cup of tea for the third uncle and herself.

"The third uncle came over so early today, but he has something important to explain?"

After taking a sip of tea, Qian Qiao was the first to ask.

"I'm about to go into retreat, and the time is uncertain. ”

Nangong Wenqing took a sip of the teacup and began to explain the future.

"It seems that I want to congratulate the third uncle in advance~"

As soon as Qianqiao heard that the third uncle was going to retreat, he knew that the knot that had been bothering him had been untied, so when the third uncle was out of the customs, it would be the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

The six-hundred-year-old late stage of the transformation of the gods, in the continent where the aura is thin today, can already be said to be the top.

"Well, during my absence, you also have to work hard to cultivate, don't be lazy, and when I get out, you have to check your cultivation results. At the end of the month, I may not be able to come and watch it, but as long as you practice diligently, it will not be a problem to enter the top twenty. ”

Nangong Wenqing told carefully, this time Qianqiao obviously felt the difference between the third uncle.

Although it is still the same cold, it is really looking at you as a person, and it will not give people a kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away like when they first met, the third uncle at that time seemed to be looking at you and seemed to be as unpredictable as if he didn't look at anyone, and now he should be said to be more humane.

"Third uncle, please rest assured, when you get out, I will definitely give you a surprise!"

Qian Qiao nodded seriously and opened her mouth to promise.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to your performance, so... I'm gone..."

Nangong Wenqing saw Qianqiao's assurance, stood up and took one last look at Qianqiao, and teleported away.

"Next, we have to work harder!"

Qianqiao secretly cheered herself up, cleaned up a little and went out to train.

There is still half a month, and the martial arts training competition is about to begin...