In the field of vision, Mei Xuetian's value was several times higher than Shen Yanmei's, and Qingluan also noticed that she had actually reached the level of the middle level of the foundation building stage, which was worthy of a mutated spirit root. After a few more glances at the values, Qingluan fell to the bottom, empty.

There are no symbols at all.

"Huh?!" Qingluan was stunned.

Not a child of a big family, not the protagonist?

Her eyes are now fully open, if she is the protagonist, there will be a symbol mark of the world on her body, but on Mei Xuetian's body, there is no symbol! Qingluan was a little surprised, this Mei Xuetian is not the protagonist? So, who is the main character?

Odd.... Qingluan retracted his eyes and touched his chin thoughtfully.

This protagonist? Who is it?

Is it not there yet, or is it not in this place? Could it be that it is in the other two major sects?

Forget it, Qingluan, who couldn't think of it, decided not to think about the protagonist's affairs, and was going to go to the cold night real person to practice with him first, as a master, it should also be taught by his disciples, Qingluan showed a bright smile.

"Qingluan, what are you laughing at, I get goosebumps from laughing." As soon as Shen Yanmei turned her head, she saw Qingluan's smile, and she had goosebumps all over her body.

"Oh, I want to go and ask Shizun for my swordsmanship!" Qingluan rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "How about it, do you want to go and observe?" "Of course!" Shen Yanmei's eyes lit up, just like a light bulb, "What a rare opportunity!" "You can not only see real people on a cold night, but also observe swordsmanship.

Even Mei Xuetian on the side was a little moved.

"I'm going to pester the master, it should be feasible!" Qingluan has already decided anyway that he wants to be a little white who doesn't know the height of the sky in front of real people on a cold night.

"Qingluan, I believe in you!" Shen Yanmei strongly supported.

A few days later.

Swish!

Green leaves fall from the Tianhe tree.

The wooden sword pointed from afar, and the little fire flashed, and Qingluan grinned, holding the wooden sword and attacking quickly.

The cold night real person who was sitting at the Ice Crystal Jade Pavilion raised his eyes slightly.

Brilliant light and shadow fell on him, pouring prosperity, wisps of silk, the snow-white silk that was not stained with dust, almost sloping to the ground.

Slender phalanges slightly.

The cold light flashed, and she didn't see the blade, but out of thin air, a pale white sword qi was born, and there was still a distance of dozens of meters away from Qingluan, which faintly made her feel an extremely dangerous cold chill.

The corners of Qingluan's mouth lifted.

With a light under his feet, he rushed directly to the cold light without fear.

Shen Yanmei who was watching the battle was shocked, and she didn't expect Qingluan to greet her like this?! Only the paper kite standing next to Shen Yanmei stared at the two people in the field, her dark eyes were blank and dim, and in the invisible to outsiders, there were layers of blue light.

Bite.

A crisp sound.

In the sight of everyone who couldn't see clearly, Qingluan narrowly avoided the cold light that couldn't be seen clearly.

Then, I saw Qingluan patting his chest in fright, "Master, are you planning to murder your own apprentice?!" ”

"It only took one point of effort to distinguish the teacher." The cold fairy in the jade pavilion smiled slightly.

The wide fox fur is blown by the breeze, and the snow-white satin pours prosperous light and shadow, pouring out the glitz of the world, but it is difficult to describe the elegant and quiet posture, like the deep blue eyes of the ice lotus on the top of the snow-capped mountain, elegant and cold, perfect and charming, but it is not real.

"It's so powerful?!" Qingluan smacked his tongue, his dark eyes were smart and cute, "Then Master, if you use it with all your might, wouldn't you be able to wipe out Xiaoyao Mountain with a wave of your hand?" ”

"I really want to see what the master looks like with all his might~" Qingluan continued to pretend to be an innocent little white who admired the real people in the cold night.

The index finger fell lightly, and the real person smiled on a cold night, cold and noble, but he didn't speak again.

Qingluan couldn't help but complain in her heart, this cold night real person is really weird, usually smiling and seems to be very talkative, but he suddenly ignores people at every turn.

"Master, fight with me!" Qingluan made a little white appearance again, looking at him with glowing eyes.

"You're not a rival."

A little on the chessboard, the jade fell.

"Then Master, you and the sect master have a fight!" Keep pretending to be naïve!

Where is it fun to play chess alone?!

The delicate satin robe hung lightly, the slender and white fingers crossed the jade on the chessboard, and the snow-white and flawless fox fur on his shoulders trembled gently with his moves.

His movements are quiet and elegant, revealing the elegance and nobility that is not stained by the world, like a fairy.

Qingluan raised his eyebrows and ignored people again.

I really want to tie him up with her spider silk!!