"Well, my sister is not afraid, my sister is not afraid! My sister said that she would protect you!" Ning Huan's eyes revealed stubbornness and firmness, and she didn't look like a sister, but a mother.

When Di Qinghuan heard this, a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of cub is really like a sister......

And Xie Ling, who was hiding in the house and shivering, didn't know that his Qingling master had already betrayed him, otherwise he would have the heart to apologize for his sins with death.

......

In the back mountain of the Ancient Sword Sect, Qin Huai was practicing swords by the lake, as if he noticed some movements, and then continued to compare, his movements were smooth, and his slender and powerful posture was even more extraordinary.

After Qing Ling arrived at the forbidden land of Houshan, he did not bother, but sat aside and waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took for Qin Huai to withdraw the spirit sword.

"What is the boss looking for me?" the clear voice was as cold as ever.

Qing Ling stood up and said respectfully, "Little Master Ancestor, yesterday Senior Brother Lingyan's disciple Xie Ling rumored that he found an extraordinarily talented disciple in the mortal world named Ning Huan, so I want to ask if Little Master Ancestor has any intention of accepting apprentices." ”

"No. Qin Huai directly refused.

"That disciple is a single-lineage Lei Linggen, and he is just ten years old this year. Qing Ling continued without giving up.

"Ten years old?" Qin Huai's face was stunned.

"Yes, the Supreme Master Ancestor has just been gone for ten years. Qing Ling said with a complicated expression.

Qin Huai clenched his fists, Huan, Ning Huan......

"I already know, stand down. ”

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at Qin Huai's not good face, and it was not easy to persuade him again.

If the little master doesn't accept it, it's a big deal to put it under his door, as for Senior Brother Lingyan, let's wait for next time.

"Tomorrow, Ning Huan will go to the Ancient Sword Sect, if the little master changes his mind, he can come to the Nine Heavens Palace. ”

Qin Huai looked at the back of Qing Ling leaving, turned around and entered the house, it was still the dilapidated thatched house, the same as the layout ten years ago, even the red poppy in front of the window......

That night, Di Qinghuan, who was dozing off in a chair, suddenly felt something unusual, opened his eyes, looked around, but saw nothing.

Di Qinghuan frowned, looked at the empty surroundings, got up and walked to the room where Ning Huan was, only to find that the door was wide open, and there was no one else in the room except for the sleeping Ning Huan.

"Could it be that the wind is too strong?" Di Qinghuan wondered.

Puzzled, Di Qinghuan closed the door again, continued to return to the original position to sleep, and the snoring sounded again.

And when Di Qinghuan left, a man's figure stood out next to Ning Huan's bed, holding a pot of flowers in his hand, which emitted a faint red light, faintly echoing Ning Huan who was sleeping on the bed.

The man stared at Ning Huan quietly, his fists clenched, his expression unpredictable, and he didn't know how long it had been, until it was almost dawn, as if he had come, and quietly disappeared into the spaceship.

"Supreme Master Ancestor, wake up, we are about to arrive at the Ancient Sword Sect!"

The noisy sound like a fly beside him made Di Qinghuan open his eyes impatiently, and his dark eyes stared at Xie Ling, who was full of anxiety.

"Try again next time. ”

Di Qinghuan got up and walked to Ning Huan's room, only to find that the door was open again.

"Did you enter Ning Huan's house yesterday?"

"No, the disciples went to meditate and practice very early. Xie Ling shook his head suspiciously.

Hearing this, a dark light flashed in Di Qinghuan's eyes, she remembered that she had deliberately closed the door yesterday, who had secretly come.

"Ning Huan, wake up. Di Qinghuan shouted.

Ning Huan opened his eyes vaguely and said, "Sister, why are you here, don't you go to the back mountain today?"

Emperor Qing Huan supported his forehead, and said helplessly, "I'll be in the Ancient Sword Sect soon." ”

"Huh?" Ning Huan shook his head in confusion, suddenly remembering what happened yesterday, and then came to his senses.

"I forgot. ”

Di Qinghuan rubbed Ning Huan's head and said, "Get up and look at the scenery outside, this is the place where you will live for a long time in the future." ”

When Ning Huan heard this, he quickly got up and walked to the side of the boat, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the fairyland outside with obsession and excitement.

Di Qinghuan looked around the room, and after there was nothing unusual, he retracted the light in his eyes, recovered his uneven appearance, and walked outside slowly.

"Trouble the immortal master to change Ning Huan's clothes, and then explain the rules to her. ”

"Hmm. Xie Ling's face tightened, and he hurriedly began to teach Ning Huan the rules of the Ancient Sword Sect, and found her a white man's dress, fortunately Ning Huan was still young, and there was not much difference between men and women, otherwise Xie Ling would have the heart to die again.

After the explanation, Xie Ling hesitated and asked, "Girl, do you want to change your clothes?"

Di Qinghuan glanced at the tattered clothes on her body, although she didn't like it, but now she didn't want to attract attention, so she finally shook her head and said, "It's not me who is apprenticed, don't worry about me, you send someone to take me directly to Lingyan Peak." ”

"Good. Xie Ling didn't dare to refute.

"Senior brother is so good to my sister. Ning Huan was very happy.

"Senior sister's sister is also my ...... My sister naturally has to take care of her. Xie Ling coughed lightly.

Di Qinghuan glanced at Xie Ling with a smile, and didn't care about his disrespectful words, and lazily looked at the Ancient Sword Sect that was close at hand.

Just as Xie Ling called the outer disciples of Ling Yanfeng to prepare to take Emperor Qinghuan back, the voice of the head of Qingling echoed in the spaceship, and the spaceship was uncontrollably flying directly to the Nine Heavens Palace.

"Master Xie Ling's nephew quickly arrived at Jiuxiao Palace. ”

Xie Ling looked at Di Qinghuan in a panic.

Di Qinghuan also frowned, looking at the flustered Xie Ling, he could only shake his head and comfort him.

Xie Ling put away the tension on his face and returned to his former calm and arrogance, but the slightly trembling hand in his sleeve still showed his unrest.

Di Qinghuan quickly put down his ponytail, and his weed-like hair blocked his breathtaking eyes, revealing only a small half of his dark and thin face.

"Ning Huan, right? The deep voice carried a deep anticipation.

"See the Master of the Sect. Xie Lingdao.

Ning Huan's face was nervous, and he also followed Xie Lingdao, "See the head master." ”

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, "It's not the head of the family." ”

I thought that there would be a good apprentice under the door, but who knows, just after dawn this morning, the little master ancestor had already appeared in the Jiuxiao Palace, without saying a word, just sitting like that.

"Huh?" Ning Huan didn't know why.

Di Qinghuan's face was slightly cold.

"Let's go, the little ancestor has been waiting for a long time. Qing Ling continued.

Xie Ling's body trembled, and he didn't even dare to look at the Supreme Master Ancestor.

Di Qinghuan's face became more and more embarrassed. Qin Huai is also here? Do you notice my identity? No, it's impossible. When he killed me, although he owed me karma, it was impossible for him to know my identity.

Xie Ling saw that the master had already led Ning Huan in, so he could only whisper, "I'll send someone to send you to Lingyan ......"

Before Xie Ling's words were finished, Qing Ling's voice had already come from inside the hall, "Don't bring that maid in with you yet!"

Maid, Xie Ling couldn't wait to slap his master to death.