Master, the way she looks at me is not right

The whole person stood there blankly, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

A mysterious artistic conception that is difficult to describe in words resurfaced on Luo Mei's body.

"Stop pretending.

No one is looking at you anymore.

Your junior sister has fallen into an epiphany. "

Ning Qingxue kicked Ling Qingchen angrily.

With that ferocious and majestic power, Ling Qingchen only felt that he was about to be kicked away by Ning Qingxue's kick.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Master's feet are really strong!

"Junior Sister... have you fallen into an epiphany again?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Why is it that every time I pretend to compare, my junior sister can fall into an epiphany?

Is this wrong?

Could it be that he is the guardian on the path of junior sister's practice?

The junior sister is the empress, so isn't she the emperor's teacher?

Oops, this is so high!As expected of me!

"Yeah, I was fooled by a few words of your nonsense again."

Ning Qingxue gave Ling Qingchen a resentful look and said.

This traitor pretends to be a comparison in front of his junior sister every day, and it's fine if he fools his junior sister.

What's more, every time he flicks, he doesn't overturn the car.

It can also be wrong, so that the junior sister is convinced and falls into a sudden enlightenment.

Really hateful!

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Where is the apprentice fooling around?

These are the true meaning of swordsmanship practiced by the apprentice! "

Ling Qingchen smiled embarrassedly.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

"Ha ha."

Ning Qingxue sneered at Ling Qingchen a few times, but said nothing more.

it is more than words.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Hey, my master, I still underestimate myself!

In my future, I want to be the Emperor of the Dust Heaven!

"Xiaochen, tell me the truth.

Where did you learn all these forced words?

Why do these sentences sound so domineering?

The spirit and artistic conception expressed by these words are not like the usual Xiaochen you at all? "

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with a puzzled expression and asked.

Obviously, I haven't taught him to say these words on weekdays, have I?

From whom did he learn these words?

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This is all from reading fantasy novels in my previous life!

They were all written by those great authors.

How do I know where they got such domineering words?

"Master, to be honest, these words are all comprehended by the disciple himself, standing under the starry sky and practicing alone."

Ling Qingchen said without shame.

Anyway, those authors did not follow him through time travel.

Since it is said from my own mouth now, it must be my own.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Do you still practice?

Still standing under the starry sky and practicing?

This is really bragging and not drafting, making up random things, right?

[46.Chapter 46 The True Colors of the Empress! So You Are Such a Martial Sister! (Ke Mengdu Street Golden Ticket 3 Update)]

"Thank you for your advice, brother, my sister has realized."

A moment later, Luo's trance eyes regained their brilliance.

The eyes that looked at Ling Qingchen were full of gratitude and admiration.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Junior Sister is polite.

Between you and me, why bother to say thank you?

See you outside. "

Ling Qingchen waved his hands calmly and said.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Damn it, being pretended by this damn traitor again!

"What about the chicken? How about chopping one up and looking at it?

Don't just talk but don't practice fake moves. "

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen who was still calmly pretending to be a sword fairy, and couldn't help but gritted her teeth angrily and began to tear down the stage.

This rebel, day by day, does not learn from serious ones.

Just learn from these crooked ways.

Hate it to death!

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Bad master!Can't we let people pretend for a while?

"For my brother, I will use my superb swordsmanship to chop down the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix for everyone."

With his back to the two of them, Ling Qingchen spoke lightly.

Luo Mei: "..."

Ning Qingxue: "???"

You call this pheasant the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix?

Is it really yours?

For the sake of pretending to compare and forcibly raising the status and status of other people's pheasants, you really don't have to force your face, right?

"Holding the Remnant Front Falling God Phoenix, I will break the sky with my sword.

cut! "

Ling Qingchen stood on the spot with his hands behind his back and an expression of aloofness.

That tall and resolute figure is like a sharp sword inserted in the sword mound.

With just one glance, it caught the eyes of Ning Qingxue and Luo Mei, which was unforgettable for a long time.

A mysterious aura that cannot be described in words enveloped the resting white chicken at the same time.

Jean, who was resting, could not help showing a hint of panic in his eyes.

The wings began to flutter wildly, and the body subconsciously prepared to run deep into the back mountain.

"Want to run?"

Ling Qingchen slowly stretched out his left hand, pointed in the direction of the white chicken.

Countless sword qi formed out of thin air.

Like a violent storm, it swept towards the white chicken.

Countless sword energy pierced through the white chicken.

Cut off the feathers from the white chicken completely.

Accompanied by Ling Qingchen's gesture of beckoning, he landed.

A naked white chicken without any feathers fell into Ling Qingchen's hands immediately.

"Senior brother is good at swordsmanship!

He was able to avoid the white chicken's vitals with his sword, and only cut off its feathers.

With such mastery of sword energy, Junior Sister feels ashamed! "

Looking at Ling Qingchen's hands, except for the fur, there was no damage, and the life was still preserved, a well-lived white chicken.

A trace of admiration flashed across Luo Yao's eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Ah this...

Why does this compliment sound weird?

"Junior Sister is overrated.

Try the turtle operation, just try the turtle operation. "

Ling Qingchen waved his hands modestly and said.

"Chichichi."

The white chicken, whose fate was being strangled by Ling Qingchen, suddenly began to thrash about in dissatisfaction.

This desolate cry seemed to be pouring out the anguish and dissatisfaction in its own heart.

But this is also normal.

Anyone who has their hair stripped off like this will not feel good.

"Brother, why don't we let it go?

I looked at the white chicken...uh...broiler chicken, it seems to be spiritual?

Do you think it will make a sound to protest?

Wouldn't it be a pity to eat it like this? "

A trace of hesitation flashed in Luo Xi's eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Leave what? Let it go?

The steel lottery for the teacher is ready.

Had roast chicken today. "