Master, the way she looks at me is not right

"Master, why did you put them away?

Master, you wear them, they look good! "

A trace of doubt flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes and he said.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Hehe, I believe in you, I have been wearing it for so long, but I have never heard you praise me.

Now, for the sake of other girls, you start to make afterthoughts and flatter?

I won't let you succeed.

"It looks good on it? I won't wear it, it's just for fun."

Ning Qingxue snorted coldly and said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Go back to practice."

Ning Qingxue grabbed Ling Qingchen's skirt, ready to take Ling Qingchen away.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Don't, don't, Master.

Give me some face!

Tu'er is now Qingyun Sword God, the first in the competition.

Don't pick up weak chickens like before, and pick up apprentices, okay? "

Ling Qingchen quickly grabbed Ning Qingxue's hand and begged.

In the past, I was a good-for-nothing in everyone's eyes, and it didn't matter what I did, because I was looked down upon by others anyway.

But now, it's not what it used to be!

"You...you rebel, what are you doing as a teacher?

Quick...let go. "

Ning Qingxue trembled slightly, and the bright red spread from her cheeks to her ears in an instant, and she spoke with a coquettish expression.

This traitor is really going to kill someone!

"Oh oh oh!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. "

Hearing Ning Qingxue's words, Ling Qingchen also realized that his actions were inappropriate, and quickly apologized.

However, Master's hands are really smooth and soft!

"Then...then you come up by yourself."

Ning Qingxue took out a flying sword, stood on the flying sword, glanced at Ling Qingchen with a pretty face, and said.

"Oh oh, good."

Ling Qingchen nodded obediently, and stood on Feijian.

"Master, this disciple won the first place in the contest, is there any reward?"

Standing on the flying sword, Ling Qingchen asked curiously.

His eyes were filled with anticipation.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Want another reward?

Every time you are given a chance, you are useless!

Do you have the nerve to ask for a reward?

"What reward do you want?"

Ning Qingxue gave Ling Qingchen a coquettish look, and asked.

"Master, the request made by the disciple before, is it not enough?"

Ling Qingchen asked softly.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Still thinking about those useless requests?

This traitor... really is a rotten wood that cannot be carved, and there is no cure.

"Will not work."

Ning Qingxue shook her head firmly and said.

Give you another chance to make another request.

You know what I mean?

"Then...that apprentice hasn't thought about it yet.

Can I keep the chance first?Master! "

Ling Qingchen asked curiously.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

You didn't think about it, why don't you propose a reward for der?

You have to be mad at me, are you willing?

"Can.

Only once, no next time. "

Ning Qingxue gave Ling Qingchen an annoyed look, and said softly.

This traitor... what is going on in his head day by day?

【Ding!The host is not weaker than others in his life, and he has won the first task of the Grand Competition. 】

[Reward: God-level array! 】

The familiar system prompt sounded in Ling Qingchen's mind.

Ling Qingchen couldn't help being shocked.

Myself, is this the formation mage?

Oh my God!

Happy days are coming!

Needless to say.

This must be in his own room, and he must arrange for himself a phantom formation where many beautiful women will appear, and it must be of different types.

Come make yourself happy, enjoy and enjoy!

Knowing how to use formations is really delicious!

system:"???"

I gave you the formation, is it for you to use it like this?

[54.Chapter 54 A letter from home! I actually have a fiancee? (Add 4 more for the Golden Ticket of Ke Mengdu Street)]

"Brother, your letter has arrived."

As soon as Ling Qingchen swung the flying sword, Luo Xi walked up to Ling Qingchen excitedly, holding an envelope.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

These days, don't everyone have messenger symbols?

Who is free to write a letter to himself?

Could it be that a certain junior sister, who admires and secretly loves herself, wrote a love letter to herself?

"Bring it to the teacher to see."

Ning Qingxue frowned slightly, took the envelope from Luo Mei's hand and said.

"It's a letter from your family."

After Ning Qingxue glanced at the sender, she threw the envelope back to Ling Qingchen.

It's fine if it's not a letter from another woman.

"A letter from my family?"

A trace of puzzlement flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Could it be that he wrote a letter to tell himself not to practice immortality, but to go home and inherit the family business?

"My son Qingchen kisses me."

Ling Qingchen took the envelope from Ning Qingxue's hand, and a line of big characters came into view immediately.

Judging by the crooked handwriting, it should be a letter from my father. That's right.

Ling Qingchen opened the envelope and took out the letter contained in it.

With a light swipe of his consciousness, he read all the content written in the letter.

"What did the letter say?"

Ning Qingxue cast curious eyes on Ling Qingchen and asked.

Although she could also use her spiritual sense to peek at Ling Qingchen's letter.

But she didn't want to do such a thing.

"Master, this disciple may need to go down the mountain."

Ling Qingchen sighed with some melancholy and said.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

"What's wrong?

Why are you going down the mountain?

Isn't it good to stay on the mountain?

Something happened at home? "

Ning Qingxue frowned slightly, and asked with a worried face.

She was quite familiar with Ling Qingchen's temperament.

Just thinking about muffled development.

It's not like the kind of person who likes to experience, go out to face all kinds of people, and compete with them for resources.

This suddenly told himself that he was going down the mountain, and something must have happened at home.

"It's okay to have an accident.

It was my family who suddenly told me that I had a fiancée.

It was the marriage contract that my grandfather made for me.

Let me go back quickly to discuss the marriage and see if I want to get married or call it quits. "

Ling Qingchen said helplessly.

"Not...fiancee?

Xiaochen, you... do you have a fiancée?

Retire, must resign. "

Ning Qingxue suddenly spoke with righteous indignation.

Looking at Ling Qingchen's eyes, he was about to burst into flames.