The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

The stronger her power is, the stronger the induction becomes from the body far away from the God Realm.

However, the strength of Huang Shanshan also means that it is more difficult for the two to integrate with each other.

The main body of the God Realm, without her consciousness, would never be able to step into a new realm.

The same is true for herself, because of her incompleteness, Huang Shanshan's path of practice has an upper limit after all.

To break the shackles, it depends on who can win the final victory.

Thousand Crane Sword Sect!

Xiao Zhe returned with Long Qingcheng and plunged into his room.

Then, he took out the damaged fairy sword and studied it carefully.

Long Qingcheng didn't bother, Xiao Nizi happily arranged her clothes.

At nightfall, Xiao Zhe had already started repairing the fairy sword.

The aura in the palm of the hand was activated, and a hot flame covered the blade.

The next moment!
Xiao Zhe rushed out with a nosebleed, and dropped the long sword together.

　 "Master, take a look at his clothes." Long Qingcheng said with a smile.

Xiao Zhe raised his eyes slightly, and said with a dark face: "Little girl, go play by yourself and don't disturb my business."

　 "What, no interest."

Long Qingcheng pouted her red lips, and said softly: "Isn't the clothes you wear attractive enough?"

Of course not, if it wasn't tempting enough, why would Xiao Zhe spray blood from his mouth and nose.

She looked down at her attire, wearing a light green gauze skirt.

The white shoulders are looming, revealing a hazy feeling.

Under the slanted skirt, a pair of high heels were stepped on.

A pair of black over-the-knee stockings were as sexy as they could be.

Seeing that Xiao Zhe was holding his breath and concentrating, and had no intention of playing with her at all, Xiao Nizi had no choice but to withdraw her thoughts.

　 "Hmph! If you don't play with me, I'll find someone else."

Long Qingcheng arched his little nose and ran out of the room.

Shortly after.

Above Qianhe Jianzong Square, the screams of a person continued to be heard.

Listen to that voice, whoever it is if it's not Li Ziyuan.

Hearing the voice, none of the disciples dared to join in the fun, for fear of getting themselves involved.

A crazy woman is so terrifying.

Li Ziyuan, with a miserable look, performed the sword technique taught by Long Qingcheng over and over again.

But with his level of cultivation, no matter how he is the opponent of Long Qingcheng, the situation is completely one-sided.

After a while, Li Ziyuan's body was not intact, only some small wounds.

　 "Come again!" Long Qingcheng stood with his sword in his hand, and let out a soft shout.

　 "Come again!"

Li Ziyuan had a mournful face, and said with an embarrassed smile: "How about next time?"

　 "Stop rambling, you are unhappy as a teacher, as a disciple, shouldn't you let me vent your anger?" Long Qingcheng snorted.

Li Ziyuan smiled wryly, and immediately said: "Whoever dares to make Master unhappy, disciples will teach him a lesson!"

Hearing this, Long Qingcheng's red lips traced a dangerous arc.

She took graceful steps, her beautiful legs intertwined and folded towards Li Ziyuan.

At this moment, Li Ziyuan's eyes were all attracted by Long Qingcheng's charm.

For a moment, the eyes even forgot to move.

Seeing this, the veins on Long Qingcheng's forehead became prominent.

A blow hit his forehead, and he shouted: "Stinky boy, where are you looking, how dare you be rude to Master, believe it or not, I peeled your skin!"

　 "Don't dare, dare not, the disciple knows his mistake."

Li Ziyuan rubbed his head, smiled coyly, and continued: "The master is as beautiful as a flower, and he lives up to the name of Qingcheng. The disciple is also dumbfounded, so I just..."

At the end, Li Ziyuan smiled awkwardly.

　 "Not bad, have vision!"

Long Qingcheng patted Li Ziyuan on the shoulder, patted him halfway shorter, and then said: "Why doesn't someone have such a vision."

"Ugh!"

A heavy sigh came from Long Qingcheng's mouth.

　 "I don't know who Master is talking about?"
Li Ziyuan scratched his head, and Xiao Zhe's shadow quickly flashed in his mind.

He seemed to understand why Long Qingcheng was unhappy.

I must have been deflated by someone, and then asked him to be a punching bag.

Li Ziyuan wailed in his heart, this master's worship was really hasty.

If he could do it all over again, he would rather keep silent.

　 "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"
Long Qingcheng raised his brows, making Li Ziyuan tremble with fear.

He couldn't figure out what a woman was thinking. If something was wrong, he would be beaten up for no reason, which was too uneconomical.

Li Ziyuan quickly nodded in response, since he decided not to speak anymore, he would not speak no matter what.

He didn't believe that Long Qingcheng could find a reason to torture him.

Unfortunately, this is just his wishful thinking.

Women, if they want to abuse others, they never need a reason.

Therefore, it is wrong to speak, and it is also wrong not to speak.

No, Long Qingcheng looked at Li Ziyuan who refused to speak no matter what, and immediately brutalized him again.

This time, Li Ziyuan thoroughly experienced the power of women, especially beautiful women.

No wonder Xiong Zhengyang and the others never look for women, so that's what happened.

Long Qingcheng could not have imagined that what she did today would add another bachelor to the disciples of Qianhe Sword Sect.

It is also because of this that Li Ziyuan, who has been immersed in cultivation, has made some achievements in the future.

It's just these things.

　 "Little apprentice, didn't you say you wanted to vent your anger on me?"

Long Qingcheng raised her red lips, pointed to the place where Xiao Zhe was, and said with a smile, "Go, I'll wait for you!"

Li Ziyuan shook his head hastily, and said bitterly: "Master, you are embarrassing me, how dare the disciple be rude to the chief elder."

　 "So, you have to disobey the teacher's order!"
Long Qingcheng's sly face made Li Ziyuan's heart chill when he saw it.

Li Ziyuan took a few steps back, forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Master, you know what I'm capable of. Please forgive me for being unfilial."

When the words fell, Li Ziyuan was about to slip away.

How could Long Qingcheng do what he wished, under the use of body skills, he blocked Li Ziyuan's way in the blink of an eye.

　 "what!!"

In the square, Li Ziyuan's screams sounded again.

This cry startled Tan Yushan, but he only showed his face for a while, then retreated.

He couldn't afford to offend this girl, so he could only say that Li Ziyuan was unlucky.

　 "Girl Qingcheng, be willful!"
Ye Xing, who was hiding in the corner, stared at him with twitching eyes, and felt very sympathetic to what happened to Li Ziyuan.

Even though he was the master of a sect, he didn't dare to show his face easily.

In case, like Li Ziyuan's side, he became his partner's partner, where would he save his face?

　 "How? I feel very lucky to be your master." Tan Yushan stood behind Ye Xing and said with a smile.

Hearing the sound, Ye Xing turned around, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and replied: "It is my honor to be your disciple in this life."

Although Tan Yushan is not very reliable, at least he has not been abused by him.

It's not like Long Qingcheng, who uses the name of practice to vent his dissatisfaction in his heart.

Tan Yushan felt sorry for Li Ziyuan, he was also a disciple of Qianhe Sword Sect anyway.

However, since Li Ziyuan has worshiped Long Qingcheng as his teacher, it is not good for him to interfere in other people's affairs.

Tan Yushan smiled and said: "Even if you know it, you still haven't worked hard to cultivate. The suzerain of the first-class power has not cultivated to the state of leaving the body. You don't feel ashamed. Even the teacher feels blush for you."

　 "I heard that Uncle Xiao got the Immortal Sword, Master, won't you go and see it?" Ye Xing said with a grin.

Tan Yushan shook his head and said, "It's just a broken fairy sword. It doesn't make any difference whether you look at it or not."

　 "It's no wonder that Qi Lingzong will put it up for auction."

Ye Xing nodded thoughtfully, and continued, "They must not be able to repair this sword."

Hearing this, Tan Yushan rolled his eyes and said: "You just thought of it, if this fairy sword can be repaired, Qi Lingzong would be reluctant to auction it, and as a teacher, he would definitely not agree to the Xue family and not participate in this auction. "

　 "Master is wise." Ye Xing raised his thumb and smiled embarrassingly.

Tan Yushan raised his brows, knocked his head with a chestnut, and shouted: "Don't flatter me, as a wise teacher, you still need to talk about it."

　 "Yes, yes, the disciple wrote it down."

Ye Xing rolled his eyes helplessly, if it weren't for you, an old fellow, who likes to listen to flattery, he wouldn't bother to waste his time talking.

It doesn't matter if you don't appreciate it, what's the meaning of hitting him.

You are waiting, when the suzerain master surpasses you, you will definitely look good.

In Ye Xing's heart, he thought extremely wretchedly.

It's as if only his cultivation will grow, while Tan Yushan will stagnate.

　 Suddenly, Ye Xing clapped his hands and said: "Master, Uncle Xiao also knows how to refine weapons, have you always forgotten this?"

　 "Bullshit, as a teacher, how could I forget that this is a fairy sword. Although your Uncle Xiao knows how to refine weapons, you can never repair this sword."

After the words fell, a powerful wave of power came from Xiao Zhe's room.

In an instant, Tan Yushan's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "This breath is..."

　 "Could it be the power fluctuation of the fairy sword!"

Ye Xing opened his eyes wide, and also looked at Xiao Zhe's position.

I saw that in that quiet place, an aura shot straight into the sky.

Then, the entire Qianhe Sword Sect was moved by it.

Even Long Qingcheng, who had tyrannized Li Ziyuan, stopped what he was doing.

　 "He actually succeeded."

Long Qingcheng was overjoyed, and no longer cared about Li Ziyuan, and instantly cast his body skills, and quickly rushed towards Xiao Zhe's room.

In fact, with Xiao Zhe's methods, she never thought that there would be a possibility of success.

After all, he is only a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he does not lack materials, his cultivation background is not enough to refine the fairy sword.

But now it seems that Xiao Zhe has indeed done it.

Although she has never seen a fairy sword, she can still tell the difference between the aura of a weapon and the aura of a practitioner.

Li Ziyuan watched the movement at Xiao Zhe's place, and hurriedly followed. He also noticed the abnormal sound coming from the fairy sword.

That momentum was astonishing.

That coercion far exceeds that of ordinary spiritual soldiers.

Just as they were rushing away, a figure also woke up in Qianhe Sword Sect's retreat place, and then disappeared in place.

This person is Xiong Zhengyang.

Although he knew that Xiao Zhe had gone to the auction, but when he found out that it was just a broken fairy sword, he lost interest.