Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

After Jiang Zhuoan said this, he shook his sleeves and was about to leave, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by the demon.

Jiang Zhuoan's eyebrows were cold, and when he got serious, he felt even more unwarranted.

He looked at the hand held by Yan Qingning. Although he didn't feel any particular disgust, he still tabooed Yan Qingning's identity as a demon.

With a fierce flick of his sleeve, he threw the pale young man to the ground who was still seriously injured and left here without looking back.

Yan Qingning sat on the ground, staring blankly at his leaving figure, but communicating with Xiaobai in the conscious space: [Is the beauty gone?My neck feels a little sore from lifting it. 】

Xiaobai was monitoring Jiang Zhuo'an's situation. When he saw that he had completely gone away, he replied: "He's gone, he's gone, and he's gone without looking back." 】

After confirming that the person was gone, Yan Qingning completely took off his disguise, crossed his legs, and lay lazily on the grass with a straw stalk from nowhere in his mouth.

The sun shone on her face, and he raised his hand to block it, muttering: "This little beauty is really ruthless. She just left me, a weak little demon like me, at the border, and she wasn't afraid that I would be killed." The jackals, tigers and leopards ate them until not even the bones were left."

noob:【……】

If it remembers correctly, its host is obviously the Demon Lord whose cultivation level is second only to the mission target in this world!

In other words, there is no such thing as being bullied by others...

The expression on Yan Qingning's face suddenly darkened, and she murmured: "What a cruel little beauty!"

It was obvious that he was in the sunshine, but Xiao Bai felt that the sinister aura about him was almost solidified.

The wounds on the soles of his feet were still bleeding diligently, and blood was oozing from his shoulders and heart, but he was still smiling, and his smile was even oozing.

After a long time, he stretched and lazily stood up from the ground, letting the wounds on the soles of his feet burst open again, leaving bloody footprints on the grass.

He looked back at his bloody footprints and suddenly laughed: [Xiaobai, do you think I look like the little mermaid walking on a sharp knife? 】

Xiaobai muttered in a low voice: [If the Little Mermaid was really like you, she would not live long...]

Yan Qingning heard it clearly, laughed softly, and then stamped his feet, making the blood under his feet flow more happily.

Xiaobai was startled by his madness and exclaimed: [Master host, I don't have permission to avoid pain, please take it easy! 】

Yan Qingning ignored him and patted the grass clippings on his body, with a crazy look in his eyes: "It's time to meet my little beauty..."

Xiaobai shivered inexplicably, and his intuition told him that a certain Immortal Lord far away in Tianshu Sect would definitely live an extremely miserable life in the coming days.

Xiaobai reminded him weakly: [Master, host, is it not good for you to go to the mission target wearing such bloody clothes? 】

Yan Qingning looked down and seemed to consider that his current appearance was not appropriate.

He pursed his lips in anger, and demonic energy appeared in his hands.

When he looked up again, the bloody red clothes suddenly turned into black clothes.

The wounds on his body had not healed, but the blood seeping into Xuan Yi was not obvious, and there was just a faint smell of blood lingering around him.

Seeing this, Xiaobai was still worried: [Host, sir, don't you really clean up your wounds? 】

Yan Qingning still ignored it, walking step by step towards Tianshu Sect with bare feet and a wound on his left shoulder and heart.

Three days later, the Tianshu Sect's new disciple selection competition was held.

When a young man in black clothes saw Jiang Zhuoan's figure on the high seat, his peach blossom eyes immediately lit up, and when he smiled, he showed small tiger teeth on his cheeks.

His appearance was too outstanding, and soon someone came over to chat with him.

"Brother, I heard that the selection criteria for Tianshu Sect's disciples are very strict. Have you figured out how to pass them?"

Yan Qingning glanced at Jiang Zhuoan for the last time, then turned around and replied: "Just adapt to circumstances."

The little beauty who came to chat with him saw that he was not very interested, so she stopped asking for trouble, said something to Yan Qingning and left.

The young man beside him saw that he kept looking in the direction of the high seat, thinking that he was considering which immortal to worship. He raised his eyelids and kindly reminded: "Among those on the high seat, except for the Immortal Lord Heng'an who does not accept disciples and is just going through the motions. , the others are all for accepting disciples, you must not become the wrong disciple."

Yan Qingning has always responded to others' kindness.

He smiled at the young man and said, "Thank you for reminding me, but I already have a candidate for my apprenticeship."

The young man was dazzled by his smile, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he held his sword and said firmly: "It's good that you have a candidate, it's none of my business."

Jiang Zhuo'an didn't want to come here, but the head Shen Kefei had to use his status to pressure him, forcing him to come here.

Fortunately, his original intention was just to go through the motions.

He glanced lightly at the crowd, trying to help the sect select a few talented children this year.

As his eyes wandered around, he unexpectedly saw a person who shouldn't be here at all.

Jiang Zhuoan's pupils dilated for a moment, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the sword he carried with him so hard that even his joints turned white.

He really wanted to leave now and question Yan Qingning, why would a demon like him be at the Tianshu Sect's disciple selection meeting?

But he couldn't, because this would not only cause panic among the disciples in the sect, but also make everyone in the Tianshu Sect on the high throne, including him, kill Yan Qingning.

To be fair, he didn't want to hurt this demon who boldly expressed his love to him!

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value is: 15. 】

Before Xiaobai could ask questions, Yan Qingning explained the reason directly to him: [Because I have been openly expressing my love for him before, and now I am going to this place that is very dangerous for me in order to chase him. .

So as long as he doesn't hate me and has a good impression of me, his love value increases very reasonably. 】

Xiaobai was stunned for a moment by what he said. He had no time to react at all. He was nestled in the space of consciousness, still thinking about the meaning of Yan Qingning's words. He was afraid that he would not appear again for a while.

When Yan Qingning was looking at Jiang Zhuoan, Jiang Zhuoan was also looking at him, watching him being talked to by people, both men and women, because of his pretty appearance.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how to refuse, so he happily chatted a lot with others.

There is an inexplicable feeling of irritability in my heart...

The disciple selection meeting was still in progress, but the demon clan openly infiltrated into it, and even raised his eyebrows and said to him in an excused manner: "I found you!"

Jiang Zhuoan frowned, and the calmness on his face broke for a moment.

Under the eyes of everyone, he walked slowly to Yan Qingning, possessed him and said to him: "I will accept you as my disciple."

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant uproar in the crowd, especially those disciples who were still in the preparation state. They gathered together one by one and murmured quietly.

"Didn't you say that Heng'an Immortal Lord has always been just a formality and will not accept disciples?"

"How can mortals like us be able to spy on what the Immortal Lord is thinking?"

"Perhaps that young man has something extraordinary that made Heng'an Immortal Lord notice him, so he gave up his previous persistence and accepted this disciple?"

……

Among the crowd of candidate disciples, everyone was shocked beyond measure. However, the most shocked among them was the young man in black who had talked to Yan Qingning before.

He looked at Jiang Zhuo'an who was leaning in front of Yan Qingning with great shock, as if he was checking whether he was being disguised.

Jiang Zhuo'an didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all. He turned around and saluted the leader Shen Ke and said, "This disciple is very close to me. Zhuo'an wants to take him back and accept him as his disciple. Please allow the leader to agree."

Shen Ke squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhuo'an who was leaning down in front of him, feeling a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.His slender eyes glanced past Jiang Zhuoan and towards the person behind him.

Although that person's talent was top-notch, he wasn't particularly outstanding. Instead, it was his stunningly beautiful little face that really made people forget about the ordinary.

Even Shen Ke, who had seen countless people, couldn't help but feel his breath stagnant when he saw this kind of appearance.

He coughed lightly to cover up his recent gaffe, and said warmly: "Heng'an has always been rarely interested in anyone. It's rare to meet a disciple who is close to me today. I have no reason to disagree."

What he said was gentle, but in fact, the advantages of his identity were evident in every aspect, and he was basically using this to suppress Jiang Zhuo'an.

Jiang Zhuo'an understood what he meant, but he had no time to care about it and didn't bother to interfere. He bowed and saluted again: "Thank you, Master, for your consideration."

Shen Ke loved Jiang Zhuo'an's way of groveling down to him. He waved his hand and said to Jiang Zhuo'an as if he was giving a reward: "In that case, Heng'an, please stand down!"

Jiang Zhuo'an still looked unfazed by changes, he responded in a low voice, and wanted to take Yan Qingning away forcibly.

Yan Qingning followed him, but when he was about to go far, he looked back at Shen Ke on the high seat and gave a very charming smile.

Shen Ke originally wanted to turn his head to look at Jiang Zhuoan's inferior look, but unexpectedly he ran into a pair of deep peach blossom eyes. Just a simple look at each other made his back wet with cold sweat.

After Xiaobai saw Shen Ke being frightened, he was not so relaxed, because he read a message from Yan Qingning's eyes: Who gave you the courage to treat this little beauty that I hold so dear to my heart?

Xiaobai thought distressedly: What if the host is very unhappy and blows up this plane?

However, Yan Qingning seemed to know what he was thinking, and tried to soften his voice to comfort it: "Don't worry, I won't explode easily while there is still a little beauty in this plane." 】

Jiang Zhuo'an had been paying attention to his every move. When he saw that he turned around boldly to challenge Shen Ke, his eyebrows jumped. Without caring about anything else, he directly picked up Yan Qingning and left this place of right and wrong without looking back.

After they left, the leader Shen Ke, who always treated others in a calm manner, rarely showed a bit of sinisterness that was completely different from his usual appearance.

How dare that brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven dare to stare at him? !

Seeing that he was not feeling well, the people next to him reminded him in a low voice: "Master, the selection of disciples is still going on."

Only then did Shen Ke react. He put away the sinister look on his face and put on a gentle mask: "Although there is a small episode of Hengan accepting disciples in advance, please continue with the selection of disciples."