This male cultivator, smelling the fragrance of Xue Qing's delicacies, swallowed his saliva on the side.

The male cultivator who was staring at Jiaoba and the cute little one was now very jealous of these two.

He also wanted to be like the cuties, to be able to sit with Xue Qing and slowly taste the spiritual vegetables and spiritual rice made by Xue Qing herself. Even if it's only for a quarter of an hour!

"Young master, do you want to?" Yuanying Zhenjun saw the appearance of this noble male cultivator. A little unbearable, he asked at the man's divine sense.

"Forget it, Elder. Now is not the time. "This man has his own ideas, and now he is not suitable to meet Xueqing.

If he meets Xue Qing now, he will bring indelible disasters to Xue Qing.

He thought that after taking care of those things, he would come to look for Xue Qing.

"Who is there?" Maybe the man's consciousness fluctuated too much just now, and Xue Qing found out where he was.

While the man sighed at Xueqing's strong sensibility, he walked out of the woods excitedly. Just like when he first saw Xue Qing.

"Senior sister, good ears!" Although the man's voice was as cold as ever, the slightly upturned corners of his eyes and lips showed his good mood.

Xue Qing was slightly stunned the moment she saw the male cultivator.

Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the scene that happened on that dark night in the Cold Ice Pond slowly appeared in Xue Qing's mind.

After a while, Xue Qing returned to normal: "Why is Daoyou in the woods, silent. Do you want to sneak attack?" Xue Qing's voice raised a lot when she said the word sneak attack.

"Senior sister misunderstood. I see that my sister is very much like an old friend of mine. So I lost my mind for a while, please forgive me. Seeing that Xue Qing was a little angry, the male cultivator hurriedly apologized to Xue Qing.

The Yuanying monk behind the man was very angry when he saw that this man's attitude towards Xue Qing was too humble. When did the young master be so humble in front of others?

How can this female cultivator be able to lead the young master's immovable mortal heart? She really ran shit luck.

However, since the young master is concerned, this female cultivator's qualification is also one in a million. Looking at the food cooked by this female cultivator herself, it was even better than what Xianglou made that day.

Not to mention anything else, although the varieties of these ingredients taken out by this female cultivator are ordinary, the spiritual power contained in those dishes is not ordinary. That monkey wine is not something that ordinary people can get.

In general, this female cultivator can still be considered as a young master's Taoist companion. Yuanying Zhenjun, automatically replenishes his brain on the side.

At this time, Xue Qing is really, I don't know what to do. The expression on her face remained the same, neither surprised nor happy. Yes, they just want to get rid of the person in front of them quickly.

For the people of the Nangong family, she is extremely disliked now.

That Nangong Haoyu last time was annoying. This Nangong Haoran is not much better.

Xue Qing thought to herself: Who will peek at people taking a bath from the side? Who will peek at people eating from the side?

In short, Xue Qing's impression of Nangong Haoran was even worse than when they met for the first time.

However, she thought about it, and now she doesn't have the country and city she used to be, and she only has criss-crossing scar faces. Nangong Haoran shouldn't recognize himself, right?

"Daoyou, please don't call me junior sister, I don't know Daoyou well. can't be called a senior brother and sister. Xue Qing's face was expressionless. Nangong Haoran, who disturbed them and finally relaxed once, was unceremoniously.

"It's abrupt! Please forgive me. I see Taoist friends and your spiritual pets, appreciating the food. I also feel that Daoyou is my old man. I was worried, so I didn't show up. And there was no hostility. ”

Nangong Haoran saw Xue Qing meet with him. Didn't recognize himself, just like he didn't recognize himself.

There was no wave in her eyes, and her expression did not rise and fall. I think it's weird:

When he was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he met with Xue Qing! At that time, he also left an identity jade plate representing himself and all his rights.

It's impossible for Xue Qing not to know herself! Why do you still treat herself like a stranger now? Could it be that she has lost her memory?

Xue Qing was very bored, she wanted to think very much now, the person in front of her quickly disappeared, in her sight. She really wanted to return the identity jade card left by Nangong Haoran to him.

But at this time, she didn't want to admit her identity, and she didn't want to have anything to do with Nangong Haoran.

Although she didn't say anything on her face, she was thinking about how to face this person in her heart.

"Daoyou must have recognized the wrong person. I've never seen such a character as a Taoist friend, so how can I make a Taoist friend lose my mind. Xue Qing was categorical, and she didn't know Nangong Haoran on her face.

After speaking, Xue Qing didn't look at Nangong Haoran again. He went and put away the rest of his food and wine.

The little cutie and Jiaoba, who were eating the food, were a little unhappy.

"Sister, this person is so annoying! ”

"Who is this? According to a man's intuition, this man is looking at you wrongly. ”

Jiaoba was also very unhappy when he was disturbed to eat delicious food.

However, it has lived for almost a thousand years. Looking at people's eyes, it is different from the cutie.

"If you want to talk more, what's wrong. Don't eat it, come to my wrist. Xue Qing was a little unhappy when she heard Jiaoba's words.

Seeing that Xue Qing was unhappy, Jiaoba immediately turned into a black bracelet and wrapped it around Xue Qing's white and tender wrist.

Nangong Haoran, who was left aside, saw Jiaoba wrapped around Xue Qing's wrist.

He stared straight at Xue Qing's hands that were as white and smooth as porcelain.

Xue Qing didn't pay attention to Nangong Haoran, she finished packing her things, without any words, and immediately walked forward.

"Daoyou......" Nangong Haoran, seeing that Xue Qing was about to leave, involuntarily grabbed Xue Qing's arm.

Being grabbed by her arm, Xue Qing was very angry.

She turned around and looked at Nangong Haoran with cold eyes: "You let go." ”

"I don't mean anything other than ...... I just wanted to ask for the name of the Taoist friend. ”

I don't know why, on the first day of Zhongzhou, Nangong Haoran saw Xue Qing's cold eyes.

Even if he was a strong cultivator, he couldn't help but shudder.

Looking at the disgust in Xue Qing's eyes, he reluctantly let go of Xue Qing's hand.

"I don't know you, and I won't tell you your name. You and I don't know each other, and I hope we don't see each other again. ”

Xue Qing's red lips like cherries spit out coldly, after this sentence. Summons the Flying Sword and immediately leaves......

After Xue Qing left, Nangong Haoran was left behind, standing in place in a daze.

Elder Yuanying walked out from behind him, and asked Nangong Haoran with some distress, "Young Master, don't ......?"

Nangong Haoran came back to his senses and regained his usual silent expression.

In his mouth, he still warned Elder Yuanying coldly: "This is my private matter, please don't interfere with it." Otherwise...... I believe that there will be other elders in the family......"

After saying this, Nangong Haoran also quickly flew away.

Elder Yuanying was left alone, standing by the river and sulking: he really hated Xue Qing!

He didn't understand why Nangong Haoran was so concerned about this Liu Xueqing. According to his thoughts, just take Liu Xueqing away, why be so polite to her......

Nangong Haoran returned to his room alone, recalling the two meetings he met with Xue Qing.

He himself didn't know why he was so concerned about Xueqing.

At that time, he heard a report from a spy that Xue Qing had been killed by the Jindan monk who attacked him. He himself suffered for a long time.

That kind of heart-rending pain, he can still feel it to this day. Nangong Haoran was thinking about how he should face Xue Qing and how to make Xue Qing like him......