Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

After the two arrived at Zuowang Peak, they saw Immortal Feng Zhaoming sitting cross-legged on a rock at a glance.

Sensing the aura of Qianqing and Lin Zichu, Feng Zhaoming opened his eyes and looked at them quietly.

"Master."

"Feng Xianjun."

The two bowed their hands in worship at the same time, Qian Qing bit the bullet and took a step forward, and said, "This time... um!"

There was only a "swipe" sound, Qianqing felt her ankles suddenly tense, and the sky spun before her eyes in an instant.

When he realized it, Qianqing and Lin Zichu had already been hung on the mountain wall by a giant net.

Not only were they caught in giant nets, but their hands and feet were also bound.

The distance between Qianqing and Lin Zichu was less than half the size of a fist, and it was difficult for her to breathe on each other's face.

"Master!"

Qianqing struggled twice: "What is this for?"

Feng Zhaoming stood up and walked to the mountain wall.

He opened his mouth and said:

"After three days, if you can't break free from this net, then the two of you don't need to participate in the Martial Arts Competition."

"What?" Qianqing was stunned, struggled hard, and shouted: "No, Master! I want to represent my family to open the Martial Arts Competition..."

His body hit the mountain wall back and forth, making a sound like the collision of gold and stone.

Feng Zhaoming didn't say a word, quietly watching Qianqing's excited actions.

Soon, Qianqing gave up. He frowned, his eyes were serious, he restrained his mind, and began to try to use the magic of immortality to untie the immortal ropes tied around his hands and feet.

He heard the continuous collision of spiritual energy, and Qian Qing had used countless means in an instant, trying to forcefully break free from the giant net.

Feng Zhaoming didn't care, he took two steps and stood in front of the giant net covering Qianqing and Lin Zichu.

After a pause, Immortal Feng Zhaoming raised his right hand, brought his index finger and middle finger together, and slashed downward.

Lin Zichu only felt his hands and feet relaxed for a while, and the fairy rope that bound him was cut off in response to Feng Xianjun's movements.

Lin Zichu raised his hand, was startled for a moment, then raised his head and said:

'"...Thank you Fengxian Jun."

Feng Zhaoming glanced at Lin Zichu lightly, and then said: "You two should reflect on yourself, and take a step ahead as a teacher."

Lightning and thunder bound Qian Lin, and after saying a few more concise words, Feng Zhaoming just left from Zuowang Peak.

Looking at the back of Feng Zhaoming's park, Lin Zichu said with emotion:

"Feng Xianjun is really vigorous and resolute, so I want to be concise."

"That's right." Qianqing twisted, and suddenly there was a fire from his fingertips, burning the fairy rope, as if he wanted to burn the fairy rope tied around his wrist.However, the rope that bound Qianqing was very strong and tough, even if he borrowed the power of the divine beast of his own life to burn it with the flames of fire, it would not be able to destroy it in the slightest.

Seeing this, Lin Zichu hurriedly approached, trying to use other means to untie the rope that bound Qianqing's hands and feet.

"Ah Qing," Lin Zichu said puzzled, "Why did Feng Xianjun untie my hands and feet, but not you?"

"Because the master knows that it is my intention to go down the mountain this time. You are just accompanying me. It is not your fault." With her hands and feet bound, she wriggled on the ground like an insect, feeling extremely uncomfortable: "He wants to punish me for going down the mountain without permission, of course It won't involve you."

Feng Zhaoming is an upright person, so he attaches great importance to right and wrong.No matter how much he loves Qianqing, as long as his apprentice makes a mistake, he will never tolerate it.

Lin Zichu said: "Since this is the case, why did Xianjun trap me in this giant net?"

No matter how hard she struggled, Qianqing couldn't break free from the shackles on her hands and feet.This made Qianqing's irritability reach a critical point, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was about to get angry.

However, after hearing Lin Zichu's words, Qian Qing was suddenly stunned.

"That's right." Qian Qing said, "Master, why did you imprison you, brother?"

About seven years ago, Shouxi received the inheritance from the immortals and tamed the divine beast "Mirage Dragon" who was good at creating illusions.

Qianqing was both happy and curious.He encouraged the two little sisters, Mingshi and Mingfei, to go down the mountain with him privately, to visit their old friends in Kumozong.

After Qianqing came back, Feng Zhaoming looked at Qianqing without saying a word, and did not move himself, nor would he allow Qianqing to leave.

He didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just watched Qianqing like that for five whole days.

At first, Qian Qing didn't know what Feng Zhaoming's intention was.Five days later, when Qianqing was so bored that one Buddha came out of her body and the other two ascended to heaven, she realized that her master, who had collapsed in front of him and kept his face unchanged, must be very angry.Very angry, but do not know how to discipline, do not know how to preach.Therefore, he had no choice but to choose such an insignificant method to let Qianqing know that he had done something wrong.

Even so, Feng Zhaoming didn't blame Ming Shi and Ming Fei at all. At that time, Qian Qing thought it was because Ming Shi and Ming Fei belonged to Baizang Immortal Venerable, and Feng Zhaoming had nothing to do with them.

However, at this time Lin Zichu was clearly enshrined in the name of Xuanying Immortal Venerable.

Feng Zhaoming doesn't seem to have any qualifications to lock Lin Zichu in the giant net, let alone prevent Lin Zichu from participating in the martial arts competition.

"what."

Suddenly there was a white light flashing in front of her eyes, Qianqing couldn't help screaming as if she had been enlightened.

Lin Zichu, who was struggling to help Qianqing untie the rope, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I know!" Qian Qing said excitedly: "Brother, my master must already know that I will marry you into the door!"

Excited, Qianqing said this extremely loudly.

Zuowang Peak was originally quiet and empty, but this roar echoed in the valley.

Lin Zichu quickly raised his hand to cover Qianqing's lips.

Even though there was no one living here, Lin Zichu still blushed.

Even Qianqing felt her cheeks burning hot.He stared blankly at Lin Zichu, and couldn't help but kiss Lin Zichu's palm with his lips.

Lin Zichu didn't hide, and after Qianqing kissed him twice, he turned to stroke Qianqing's cheeks and forehead hair with his dry palm.

"why?"

Chiharu narrowed her eyes.

He was still tied up and lying in front of the mountain wall, inside the giant net.But the emotions that were so anxious and crazy just now disappeared.

"Because..." Qian Qing said: "Master is upright, very measured, and doesn't easily interfere with the affairs of other disciples of the Immortal Venerable. Brother, you currently belong to the Immortal Venerable Xuanying, but my Master punishes you and me together. Obviously He already treats you like a disciple. He treats you as well as me. It’s just that the master thought about it, and you didn’t seem to have made any mistakes, so he untied your hands and feet.”

Lin Zichu nodded, feeling that what Qian Qing said really made sense.

Being covered under the huge net by Immortal Feng Zhaoming, Lin Zichu didn't have the slightest resentment, not only that, but Lin Zichu's chest seemed to have warmth flowing through it.

"Haha," Qian Qing lay on Lin Zichu's lap in a bit of embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Since the master knows that I want to welcome you as soon as possible, then he will definitely not stand in front of me. Big brother, just watch, master Your honor is not far away."

Lin Zichu lightly stroked Qianqing's hair: "You mean the marriage between Immortal Feng Zhaoming and Fairy Lian Longyu?"

"It's possible." Qianqing hesitated for a while, then said hesitantly, "...Maybe it's Fairy Lian Longyu, or it could be Sect Master Bairen. No matter who it is, for your marriage, Master will make a choice as soon as possible."

Lin Zichu sighed: "Feng Xianjun treats you like this, and he has not let down the Immortal Lord Dongkun."

In a blink of an eye, two days have passed.

On the desolate and lonely mountain, birds with white heads and red claws quacked.

Qian Qing squatted beside the giant net, her lips and teeth moved, and after a while, she let out a bird-like cry from her mouth.

The sound was melodious, and soon attracted the red-clawed bird that was about to fly over Zuowang Peak.

The two birds flapped their wings and landed on the mountain wall, tilting their heads curiously at Qianqing and Lin Zichu.

With her hands and feet bound, Qianqing said happily at this moment: "My dear bird, come quickly and help me untie this giant net."

The bird's eyes were bright, and it seemed to be able to understand Qian Qing's words. Hearing the words, it really jumped onto the net and pecked at the giant net covering Qian Lin and the two of them with its beak.

The giant net looked gray and lifeless.However, once touched by the flying bird, there will be a faint golden light flashing to resist it.

More and more birds gathered in front of the giant net, flapping their wings, and surrounded the two of Qian Lin, almost forming a white wall.

The flock of birds pecked on the mountain wall for a long time, but did not do anything to the giant net.

Qianqing looked impatient and struggled hard.

The rope binding Qianqing's hands and feet became tighter and tighter, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

He thought to himself: "Master knows the methods of me and elder brother very well. These days, the two of us have tried our best, but we can't untie this bundle of immortal ropes.

"There is one more day, and it will be the opening ceremony of the Martial Arts Festival. Is it possible that I really missed this event?"

"Enough." In desperation, Qianqing drove away the birds, said goodbye to them, and leaned against Lin Zichu in extreme frustration.

"Brother, there is one more day before the Martial Arts Show. There is no one living here, no one shits, and no one comes to help. We can't escape, how can this be good?"

For the past two days, Qianqing has been trying day and night, trying to leave Zawangfeng.

Lin Zichu saw Qianqing's hard work.As Qianqing's closest person, Lin Zichu certainly knew how much Qianqing was looking forward to this martial arts competition.

He sighed and said:

"...Maybe Immortal Feng Zhaoming will release the two of us tomorrow. He loves you so much, he can't bear to let you suffer here."

"No," Qian Qing said anxiously: "Master, he is the one who can really do such a thing."

Immortal Feng Zhaoming treats Qian Qing meticulously, caressing her like a brother, teaching her like a father.

However, probably Qianqing's childhood experience was too tragic, which also caused Feng Zhaoming to take care of Qianqing too strictly, unwilling to let him experience.

For example, Qian Qing believes that Feng Zhaoming is definitely unwilling to let herself participate in the martial arts competition, because he does not expect Qian Qing to achieve glory, he only hopes that Qian Qing can be safe.

It was less than three hours before the Martial Arts Competition.

Qianqing's hands and feet were tied, so she could only jump and walk back and forth in the giant net.

As time passed, Qianqing became more and more irritable, and her eyes were a little red.

"Ah Qing, come here."

Lin Zichu sighed inaudibly, thought for a while, and waved to Qianqing.

"Ok?"

Even though Qian Qing was in a bad mood at this time, when she heard Lin Zichu calling him, Qian Qing jumped over, leaned over to her elder brother, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah Qing, I have a way, maybe I can get you and me out of here."

As soon as the words fell, Qian Qing said pleasantly: "Really? What is it? Good brother, tell me quickly."

There are still three hours before the opening ceremony of the Martial Arts Competition.

At this time, the disciples of the Immortal Sect of Sizhou must have gathered in Yanwu Peak and Xuanxie Hall.

Qian Qing was anxious, as one can imagine.

Lin Zichu shook his head slightly, and said: "However, I don't know if this method is useful."

Qianqing said eagerly: "Try it for now."

"Well," Lin Zichu said: "This method can only be successful if it is used now."

Hearing this, Qianqing couldn't help but startled.

What kind of method is only possible to succeed when the martial arts competition is approaching?