The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

Xiao Ling'er blushed, and then said: "No regrets!"

The reason she wanted to marry Xiao Zhe was because of his talent.

With Long Qingcheng as her teacher, she can improve her own strength.

In addition, with this relationship.

　 Qi Lingzong is already in the same camp as Xiao Zhe.

Xiao Aotian at the side couldn't hide his joy, but the difference was that many disciples, including Wang Lingfeng, were full of surprise.

Quite sigh, I really don't understand women.

After a fight, not only did no one hold grudges, but it seemed like they had settled their suspicions.

Good thing for them, though.

As long as Xiao Linger doesn't marry Xiao Zhe, they still have a chance.

This is the proud daughter of heaven, no one cares about her.

Regardless of this talent, that outstanding appearance is enough to make people fall into it.

At this moment, they looked at Xiao Zhe without any hostility.

　 "This sword is given to you as a meeting gift for the teacher!"

Long Qingcheng smiled, and handed the spiritual weapon he refined to Xiao Linger.

Xiao Ling'er stretched out both hands to take it, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master."

Long Qingcheng nodded decently, the reason why she was accepted as a disciple was also for Xiao Zhe.

In this way, the relationship between Qi Lingzong and them will go a step further.

Now in this alien world, they can be regarded as people who have friends.

　 "Owner."

Long Qingcheng cast his eyes on Xiao Zhe.

Xiao Zhe comprehended, activated the spiritual power of medicine, and shrouded Xiao Linger's body.

After a while, the light dissipated, and the slight injuries on her body surface were completely healed.

With the wave of Xiao Zhe's palm, her dress stained with dust returned to its whiteness again.

　 "It still looks like it."

Long Qingcheng sized her up a bit, and said with a smile, "It looks like a little princess."

Hearing this, Xiao Ling'er's cheeks were shy, like overripe peaches.

She also couldn't accept that she looked dirty.

It's just that, compared to changing clothes, it's more important to learn from Long Qingcheng.

If you miss this opportunity, you may lose this fate.

Today, she realized that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

No matter how good Xiao Linger is, there is Long Qingcheng who is even better than her.

No wonder Xiao Zhe would bring her by his side, presumably only this kind of extraordinary woman is qualified to be his woman.

　 "Thank you brother Xiao Zhe."
Ling'er hesitated a little, not daring to look directly into Xiao Zhe's eyes.

Now recalling that betting block, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

　 That is, the cleanliness of her clothes made her take up the courage to talk to this man again.

　 "You call me master, call him brother?"

Long Qingcheng raised the corners of his eyes, and said playfully: "Is the seniority a little messed up, or do you think I am older?"

　 "Ling'er dare not."

Xiao Ling'er giggled, blinking her watery eyes, and said: "In this world, there is no woman younger than Master."

Long Qingcheng's appearance is no different from that of a girl, and her cultivation background is far superior to that of monks of the same level.

Even if Xiao Linger regarded her as an old monster in her heart, she would not be stupid enough to say it out.

Yes, she thought so.

After all, the appearance of practitioners cannot be compared with ordinary people.

　 "At this moment, the mouth is much sweeter."
Long Qingcheng rolled his eyes helplessly, admiring the cleverness of this girl.

But that sounds pretty useful.

Her youth contained part of Xiao Zhe's efforts.

Afterwards, Long Qingcheng secretly glanced at Xiao Zhe's eyes, showing a shyness.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhe smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Ling'er and said, "It's okay, we have different opinions, we are all practitioners, so there is no need to stick to red tape."

If it is in the fairy world, the seniority designation cannot be messed up.

It can be seen from this that Xiao Zhe is no longer so incompatible with this world.

　 "Ok."

Long Qingcheng smacked his lips and said nothing more.

She took a step, looked at Xiao Linger, and said, "Do you want to learn how to spend the time before the moon?"

　 "Disciple implores master to teach swordsmanship!"

Xiao Ling'er nodded solemnly, as if she had never practiced that profound technique.

Now that you have an opportunity, how can you miss it.

Long Qingcheng stretched out his sword finger and touched her forehead.

When the ray of light faded away, Long Qingcheng had already engraved the method of using the spell in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiao Ling'er quickly held her breath and concentrated, comprehending the profound meaning of the technique.

After a while, she opened her eyes instantly.

Suddenly, the breath exploded.

Xiao Ling'er stepped lightly with her small feet, and leaped into the void.

Suddenly, the blue long sword in his hand burst into dazzling light.

　 "Flowers before the moon!"

Xiao Linger let out a soft drink, and as she danced, the shadows of many petals rolled up in an instant.

The breeze blew the skirt, and the two slender legs were covered with a layer of hazy beauty under the wrapping of spiritual power.

All of a sudden, many disciples were obsessed with it.

At this moment, Xiao Ling'er, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks, has descended into the mortal world.

She stared, her wrists shaking.

Immediately, the sword momentum and sword intent were cut out together.

In front of Xiao Linger, the condensed sun and moon figure erupted with terrifying power.

That oppressive feeling made all the disciples unable to breathe.

After a few breaths, the petals disappeared, and all the coercion disappeared.

She put away the long sword in her hand, and after her little foot landed, it was so light that she didn't make a sound.

Xiao Ling'er smiled sweetly, looked at Long Qingcheng and said, "Thank you, Master, for giving me the sword."

　 "Not bad, some looks."

Long Qingcheng nodded, and praised: "Such a beautiful girl from heaven deserves to be my disciple."

　 "Master is the real sweet girl of heaven."

Hearing this, Xiao Linger's pretty face turned rosy.

This is her recognition, even though her talent is considered ordinary in Long Qingcheng's eyes.

But this performance has already surpassed many monks.

Xiao Aotian looked at his daughter, who learned such advanced skills, was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

A furnace was exchanged for a good teacher, and Qi Lingzong made a lot of money in this deal.

　 "The girl of heaven is just a false name, I'm just his woman."

Long Qingcheng smiled, and looked at Xiao Zhe with beautiful eyes.

In her eyes, only this man is everything.

A man who broke into the nether world regardless of life and death for her.

A man who burned his essence for her and wanted to save her life.

A man who turned into a demon for her and slaughtered wantonly.

Xiao Zhe at that moment was so terrifying in the eyes of others.

Life, in his eyes, is like nothing.

But in Long Qingcheng's heart, Xiao Zhe at that time moved her the most.

All creatures and creatures, and the order of heaven and earth were all left behind by her.

She didn't ask much, she just wanted to be with this man forever.

Just be a little girl by his side and take care of his daily necessities.

But he didn't want to, after Xiao Zhe wanted her, he only regarded her as his woman.

He took good care of her and gave her a warmth that she never had before.

A woman's happiness is very simple, the only person who can bring her this feeling is Xiao Zhe.

　 "I'm just your man, too."

Xiao Zhe smiled and held Long Qingcheng's little hand, looking into each other's eyes.

What kind of emperor, what kind of genius, in front of Long Qingcheng, these are nothing.

He is just Xiao Zhe, an ordinary and ordinary man, nothing more.

Xiao Linger at the side was in a daze, indescribably envious.

Unfortunately, a man like Xiao Zhe does not belong to her.

She also couldn't be like Long Qingcheng, who was clearly his woman but only regarded herself as a maidservant.

At this moment, her radiance was dim, and she was completely buried by Long Qingcheng.

If this kind of pure emotion is not mixed with other things, maybe she will have no hope of having it in this life.

Xiao Aotian can't help but sigh, emotional matters cannot be forced.

He was the first to speak out, breaking the silence, looked at Xiao Zhe with a smile, and said, "Little friend, why don't you and I compare weapons refining?"

　 "Miss Qingcheng said that your level of crafting is still higher than hers, so you might as well open my eyes."

Xiao Aotian didn't want to compete with Xiao Zhe, but more to divert attention.

Of course, there is also a certain technical element.

Long Qingcheng's performance is already very good.

He is looking forward to Xiao Zhe's level.

For the business of refining weapons, their Qi Lingzong is the best.

It's a bit lonely without an opponent to compete with.

　 "Sovereign laughing, what else do you want to bet on?"

Xiao Zhe grinned, and said playfully: "Isn't it because I want to bet on Sister Linger?"

Xiao Ling'er blushed and lowered her head directly.

The two beautiful legs under the skirt are slightly closed, and they are too tight to be swayed.

Why can't she hear that this is Xiao Zhe's joke.

It's just how much she hopes that it can become a reality.

Long Qingcheng raised the corners of his eyes, and pinched Xiao Zhe's weakness.

　 "Little friend, I'm not betting on anything this time."

Looking at Xiao Zhe with an unnatural expression, Xiao Aotian coughed lightly in embarrassment, his old face obviously couldn't bear it.

It's just a pity that such an outstanding genius is not a disciple of his sect.

　 "That's fine, if the Sect Master laughs at it himself, I might as well compete with you." Xiao Zhe said with a light smile.

Ordinary disciples don't need him to take action, but Xiao Aotian's method, he is still a little interested in seeing it.

After all, Xiao Aotian is already the ceiling figure among the craftsmen in this other world.

　 "Please!"

Seeing Xiao Zhe's response, Xiao Aotian made a gesture.

Immediately, Xiao Zhe took a step forward, preparing to mobilize his spiritual power and display the way of refining weapons.

But Long Qingcheng's dark pupils were spinning around, and he said quickly: "Wait a minute!"

　 "What advice does Miss Qingcheng have?" Xiao Aotian asked suspiciously.

Long Qingcheng smiled slightly, and a light flashed in his hand.

　 "This is."

Xiao Aotian opened his eyes wide in an instant, and said in shock: "Immortal Sword!"

　 "This sword, named Liuli Immortal Sword, was repaired by my master."

Long Qingcheng smiled lightly, fluttering his long eyelashes, and said: "If you can also repair the fairy sword, you are naturally qualified to compete with my master. If you can't, I advise you to put your mind to it."

There is no benefit to the test, no comparison worth mentioning.

It is almost impossible to find anything that can be seen by the Spiritual Sect.

Furthermore, their cultivation background, why do they need the blessing of these foreign objects.

In Xiao Zhe's hand, there was a spear of unknown grade.

And she has a fairy sword in her hand, even the top spirit soldiers are far behind.

Xiao Aotian walked a few steps quickly, took the long sword from Long Qingcheng's hand, and was dazed for a moment.