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Ji Qingning tried hard to pull his hand away, but Zhuang Qiu stopped talking to himself and looked up at him instead.

Zhuang Qiu felt that Ji Qingning's body was trembling, he didn't know if he was angry or still afraid.

Ji Qingning picked up the Fu'e Sanqing talisman again, and he pinched the talisman and said, "Aren't you afraid now?"

Zhuang Qiu smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Junior Brother, you can try it."

Ji Qingning looked at Zhuang Qiu dubiously. He thought that Zhuang Qiu was deceiving himself. After all, the talisman had a great influence on the Nascent Soul Stage, but Zhuang Qiu was so unscrupulous. Could it be that he had some way to resist it.

No matter what, Ji Qingning always wanted to try, so he used the talisman without thinking too much.

Du E Sanqing only made Zhuang Qiu's eyes confused for a moment, and didn't even let him let go.

Ji Qingning couldn't believe it: "How could it be useless at all."

Zhuang Qiu has already stepped forward.

He felt that Ji Qingning's shocked appearance was really cute, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth formed a cute circle.

"Then now, Junior Brother, can you tell me about your leg?"

When Zhuang Qiu touched Ji Qingning's waist, he could feel the warmth coming from the clothes.

When Ji Qingning heard his legs, he didn't even care about Zhuang Qiu touching his waist, and said with a gloomy look, "Brother, what exactly do you want to do?"

"It's a curse." Zhuang Qiu chuckled lightly.

Ji Qingning's hand was clenched tightly, he was completely different from that handsome young man at the moment, his gloomy eyes seemed to be a rotten person who was about to die.

"You don't want to say it because you are afraid that the master will drive you out of the school. What kind of place is the Taixuan Sword School? It is a well-known decent school, a place where the world's swordsmanship is concentrated, and there is a descendant of a monster."

As soon as the word "monster" came out, Ji Qingning dropped his weapon, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes without any emotion.

Zhuang Qiu has reached his bottom line.

Physical offense is just a shame to Ji Qingning, but if others know that he is a descendant of monsters, how will he gain a foothold in the Taixuan Sword Sect?

The silver wires entangled and attacked Zhuang Qiu, the sharp silver wires cut the iron like mud, but they couldn't penetrate Zhuang Qiu's protective barrier.

Zhuang Qiu calmly grabbed Yinsi, and then pulled it hard, Ji Qingning was pulled directly into his arms by a strong force.

Ji Qingning heard Zhuang Qiu's laughter coming from his chest, and the playful words: "Junior brother, you are so enthusiastic, throw yourself into your arms."

Ji Qingning didn't say a word, and retreated a little, the spiritual power hit the water surface, the splashing water could only obstruct the sight for a short time, but this time was enough for Ji Qingning, the hidden weapon in his hand was unsheathed, and directly stabbed at Zhuang Qiu's Tianling Gai.

It was an extremely thin nail, which could directly break through a person's spiritual cover and penetrate the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhuang Qiu directly grabbed the nail, weighed it in his hand, and said rudely: "Why do you use all the weapons used by women? It's so thin, it can kill people."

Ji Qingning still ignored Zhuang Qiu's trash talk, he formed seals with both hands, and auras of spiritual light penetrated into the water, Zhuang Qiu could see that this seal method required a lot from Ji Qingning, and it was difficult for him to form it.

But what Zhuang Qiu wanted to do was to make Ji Qingning completely give up on resistance, so he didn't stop him from forming a seal, but watched quietly.

The printing method was finally completed. Countless water butterflies suddenly sprang out from the water. The butterflies looked beautiful, but they had hidden murderous intentions. Each of them contained a blow from Ji Qingning. Enough for a jug.

But Zhuang Qiu is not an ordinary Nascent Soul Stage, he is already half of the God Transformation stage, in front of the absolute realm, his dexterous martial skills are useless, he didn't even do anything, the release of spiritual power shattered those The butterfly, and then the butterfly turned into a water drop, fell back into the water.

Zhuang Qiu looked at Ji Qingning whose pupils shrank and flickered, dodged forward, and grabbed his neck with one hand.

"Is it enough?" Zhuang Qiu looked at him unkindly.

It was only now that Ji Qingning could really feel the gap between Jindanqi and Yuanying. It was like a gap that was impossible to cross. The trump card he thought was in front of Zhuang Qiu was like a child playing house.

Zhuang Qiu's words made Ji Qingning very angry. To him, it was a matter of life, but in Zhuang Qiu's mouth, it turned into trouble.

"I said those things to you because I wanted to ask you something. Don't be ignorant of flattery."

"What's the matter?" Ji Qingning was already being strangled by someone, what else could he say.

"Senior brother thinks about my younger brother day and night, as long as my younger brother agrees to stay with me for one night, I promise not to tell my master what happened to you."

Ji Qingning was silent for a while.

Zhuang Qiu has been staring at Ji Qingning closely.

This seems to be like a monster hunting, not only depends on the strength but also on the momentum, once the momentum is weak, the negotiation will fail.

After a long time, Ji Qingning bit his lip and said, "Zhuang Qiu, you are a bastard."

Of course Zhuang Qiu knew that he was a bastard, maybe he was a hypocritical bastard before, but now he is a naked bastard who has no scruples.

Zhuang Qiu grinned and said, "Agreed?"

"Don't stay here." Ji Qingning gritted his teeth and made his last request.

Zhuang Qiu lovingly kissed Ji Qingning's forehead.

"Not here, I have prepared a safe place for you, where no one knows what happened, and besides that, you can still pretend to be brothers and sisters with me."

"Senior brother is thoughtful."

"Well. I've been thinking about it for a long time. I've been thinking about it for as long as I've been in retreat."

The spirit lock bag was taken out by Zhuang Qiu.

Ji Qingning was frowning and wanted to ask Zhuang Qiu why he took this magic weapon, but the next moment he was passed out and sucked into the spirit lock bag.

As the controller of the magic weapon, Zhuang Qiu could see Ji Qingning lying inside the spirit lock pouch, a small one lying on the ground, very cute.

An impulse surged into Zhuang Qiu's heart, and the chains in the spirit-locking pouch slowly rushed to Ji Qingning's body, locked his hands and feet, and pulled him up.

How pretty.

In the spirit lock bag, Ji Qingning became a mortal who only belonged to him, a lark in a cage.

As long as Zhuang Qiu thinks that Ji Qingning belongs to him alone now, he can't stop being excited.

With her heart beating non-stop, Zhuang Qiu gently pushed Ji Qingning awake.

When Ji Qingning woke up, he found himself in a vast white space.

There was a thick chain on his body, and that chain didn't seem very difficult to break free, but when he wanted to break it, he realized that he had no spiritual power at all, and without spiritual power, he was equivalent to a useless person , Not only can't move my legs, but I don't have much strength in my hands.

The feeling of losing his spiritual power made him panic, but Ji Qingning told himself not to panic.

He pretended to be calm and looked at the void.