Master, the way she looks at me is not right

And he knew so clearly that he even told the details of cremation and ashes bibimbap.

Could it be that Master sneaked into his room secretly when he was not on the mountain peak.

Opened his own drawer, and silently memorized the contents of the notebook he wrote?

Damn!

After all, I still believe in Master too much.

A secret thing like a vendetta should not be kept in the room, it should be carried with you!

This wave is sloppy!

"how come?

Disciple loves you so much, Master, how could he be willing to suffer even the slightest harm to Master.

If there is such a day.

The apprentice must travel all over the mountains and rivers to find the most precious medicinal materials in this world.

Come to help Master revive you.

No matter how bad it is, I still need to use an ice coffin to protect your body, Master.

Let Master keep your youthful appearance forever, and let Master not suffer any harm to you.

How could it be possible to send you, Master, to be cremated?

Master, where did you hear this rumor?

How could there be such strange ideas? "

Ling Qingchen hastily opened his mouth to express his attitude.

It can't be admitted, this kind of thing can't be admitted if it is killed.

I, Ling Qingchen, did not write a vengeance notebook!

"Oh, really?

But it doesn't seem to be written like this in this vendetta!

Oh, is this really weird?

I don’t know, which one is Xiaochen’s real thought? "

Ning Qingxue took out a small notebook from her storage ring, and said curiously.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Ah this...

Looking at the small notebook in Ning Qingxue's hand that she was extremely familiar with.

Look at the cover of the revenge book that I have carefully crafted.

Ling Qingchen only felt his mind buzzing, as if it had been short-circuited, and became completely blank.

A cold air rose slowly from the back of the head.

I couldn't help but feel a little bad in my heart.

This, this... Sure enough, Master sneaked into his room.

He opened his locked drawer, found the vengeance notebook he wrote, and recited the full text aloud?

This... this scene is too embarrassing, right?

It's like secretly chatting with classmates to scold the teacher, complaining and teasing the teacher, and being heard by the teacher on the spot.

The club died on the spot!

It's no wonder that the master, inexplicably, asked himself those strange questions.

"Well, what book is this?

Haven't you seen it before? "

Ling Qingchen's eyes were full of doubts, and he asked with a very confused expression.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

What the hell, this traitor... has reached this point.

The evidence is conclusive, are you still pretending?

It's starting to act again, right?

"The vendetta that I dug out of a drawer in your room.

It still came out of a locked drawer.

Don't tell me that someone went to your room and put it in secretly.

Thinking of slandering, slandering you?

The drawers are all locked.

This ordinary person can't even open your lock, let alone frame you. "

Ning Qingxue tapped the notebook lightly with her fingers, looked at Ling Qingchen playfully and asked.

She would like to see that all the evidence is solid, and this traitor can find any excuses to justify himself.

If this could allow the traitor to find a suitable reason and excuse to excuse himself.

That Ning Qingxue is also considered a formidable traitor.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

What the hell!

Damn it, how would Master know what I'm going to say?

Is Master the roundworm in my ass?

Doesn't this mean you know me too well?They all blocked my way out!

Master predicted my prediction?

"Ordinary people can't open my lock?

How did you open it, Master? "

Ling Qingchen looked at Ning Qingxue curiously and asked.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Ah, this... Damn it, I seem to have involved myself in it!

[239.Chapter 239 I want to immigrate to other peaks, so that you will lose talents! (Please ask for a silver ticket!)]

"To be a teacher...to be a teacher is not an ordinary person!

Isn't it simple and easy to open your little broken lock? "

Ning Qingxue said with a sneer.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

That lock, but I paid a lot of money to buy it?

That's no small broken lock!

"It seems that the person who framed the disciple is definitely not an ordinary person.

It is very likely that he is a strong person at the same level as you, Master.

Only such a powerful existence can put this kind of thing in Tuer's locked drawer without anyone noticing. "

Ling Qingchen said with a solemn expression.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Still quibbling here?

Someone else set you up?

Don't even look at your own cultivation.

Which strong man would be so idle and have nothing to do every day to frame you, a little Nascent Soul cultivator?

Frame you, is there any benefit to them?

"Then why did they frame you?"

Ning Qingxue rolled her eyes speechlessly and asked.

This traitor...is still talking hard!

She would like to see how long this traitor can be tough!

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"It is very possible that he wants to provoke the relationship between me and you, Master.

I want my disciples to immigrate to other peaks and Qingchen Peak to lose talents!

After all, Tu'er is the No.1 in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

There are many people who are jealous and jealous of disciples, this is a very normal thing.

Hey, it's too cold to be high! "

Ling Qingchen sighed lightly, shook his head and said.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Loss of talent?It's too cold at the heights?

It's thanks to you for saying such stinky and shameless words!

"But the incidents in this notebook are very detailed!

Time records, but a full run through more than 100 years.

According to Xiao Chen's statement.

Could it be that the person who framed you, Xiaochen, has been secretly monitoring you, Xiaochen, for more than 100 years? "

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with interest and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Ling Qingchen murmured.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

It's really yours!

"What about this picture?

You must have drawn this portrait, right?

Stickman, your specialty. "

Ning Qingxue took out the portrait Ling Qingchen drew for herself from the storage ring, and asked with a cold face.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

What the hell!

Master, you have searched all over my room, right?

Even this old portrait was found.

"This... this is indeed drawn by Tuer.

At that time, the art of painting was still a little immature.

But the expressions and forms that should be there are everything that one expects to find, vivid and lifelike.

Not a bad painting. "