NPCs also want to fall in love [Sword Three]

Ling Kun went offline suddenly, making Qiao Qi a little puzzled—isn't it good not to pay attention to appearance?Could it be that in the world of Jiansan, people who don't pay attention to appearance are weird?

Just one second after Ling Kun went offline, Shen Weilan's secret chat followed and asked Qiao Qi if the conversation had collapsed. Qiao Qi replied that it was nothing, and followed the game.

To tell the truth, Qiao Qi knew how to play this game at the beginning, firstly, it was hard to get rid of Shen Weilan's kindness, and secondly, he just returned to China and felt bored, so he wanted to find something to do, but now he knows how to play this game, entirely because of For a person like Ling Kun in the game, even if he doesn't talk or form a team, just watching his avatar light up inside and outside his friends, he feels extremely satisfied.

This is probably the feeling of really liking someone, feeling happy just looking at him, and then wanting more greedily.

After being offline, Qiao Qi was not idle either. His work had recently come to an end. He had some free time to familiarize himself with the skills of other schools of Jiansan, which he only knew a little bit about. He first went to Chunyang School to learn.

Chun Yang divides the sword into pure Qi Chun, this Qiao Qi is no stranger, but when he saw that Zhen Shanhe was a skill that Zixia Qi Chun could only use, he suddenly felt bad. If he remembers correctly, Ling Kun He should be an out-and-out Jianchun, but why would he use Zhenshanhe in battle?Moreover, among the players including Shen Weilan, none of them thought there was anything wrong with Jianchun using Zhenshanhe...

Strange, could it be that I remembered wrongly, Ling Kun is actually pure?

Qiao Qi shook her head, trying to get rid of the strange thoughts in her head, but the strange feeling became more and more intense...

Besides, after Ling Kun went offline, the sudden silence in the room made him wake up, and he couldn't help frowning at his abnormality.

Just now, he really just wanted to persuade Guan Qi not to speak, and let him give up his own thoughts, but when Guan Qi said that he didn't care about his face, Ling Kun suddenly felt an unreasonable anger in his heart, as if Suddenly a piece of bitter melon is stuffed into your mouth, and you don't know who did it because you are blindfolded.

Is the question of color really that important?Of course not, Ling Kun knew that he was angry because he was shaken.

It would be fine if Ling Kun's cultivation base is not enough and inexperienced, but he is the strongest sword cultivator in the current comprehension world, and his heart is not easy to shake. better...

Thinking of this, Ling Kun immediately started packing, preparing to leave S City and return to the sect for a while.

Coincidentally, just as he was stuffing the packed things into the cupboard connected to the sect's space, the cell phone rang. Through this weird ringtone, Ling Kun knew that the call was from the sect.

The female voice chanted weakly, Ling Kun dug out the phone from under a pile of ancient books, and sure enough, a talisman was spinning on the screen of the remodeled Ai Crazy, and she kept struggling to become a female ghost to come out and sing for everyone—mlgb Yes, Ling Kun cursed, the junior brother's wicked taste became more and more serious.

"Hello!" Ling Kun pinched off the talisman and picked up the phone.

"Master~Master~Brother~" On the phone, a voice that was more terrifying than the female ghost singing just now came, and he was so angry that he said, "Brother Master, help me, Master, he is an old man..."

Then, Ling Kun only heard a roar, and the phone was cut off.

Ling Kun said inwardly that he is not good, uncle, he has lost his temper again!So he didn't care about his image, he kicked into the cupboard, and the cupboard that was full just now was empty immediately, Ling Kun gritted his teeth and jumped into the cupboard too.

Although the landing posture is not very beautiful, but at any rate, he returned to the sect safely. Ling Kun crawled out from the pile of coal ash, and scolded in disgrace: "Who the hell is playing a prank, connecting the passage to the kitchen! Start tomorrow!" Let me switch to natural gas!!!”

An angry curse was rough and unrestrained, reverberating within the Hongchen Gate, and lingered for a long time.

Not long after, the junior brother who called him just now flew over Yu Jian, dressed as a skateboard boy, with hair dyed yellow.

The younger brother pulled Ling Kun onto his sword and said, "Brother sect master, why are you here? It was hard for me to find you! If you come one step late, the master will...he will do to others It's out of order~"

"Okay, your mother! Take me to see my uncle!"

"Isn't it time to go now? Brother, sit down~" Said, the younger brother yelled like driving a carriage, squatted down/body patted his sword, "Ben Lei, go at full speed."

The Ben Lei Sword swished out like an off-string arrow, flowing in the clouds and flowing water, faintly exuding the momentum of thunder.

Ling Kun sat on the wide sword and said: "Junior brother has improved his cultivation, and he came back in a hurry last time, but he didn't notice it."

"That's right, I'm not lazy in cultivation like you, Senior Brother."

"Fuck you, it's not a matter of minutes to crush you to death, isn't it Daixue?" The last sentence was asked to Daixue who was still in her own consciousness.

Daixue is proud, her character follows her master, she flew out from Ling Kun's sea of ​​consciousness, and circled Ben Lei a few times provocatively, but Ben Lei refused to accept and wanted to chase him, his sword immediately became unstable.

"Daixue, don't mess around, it won't be too late to compete with Ben Lei later."

As soon as the words fell, Ben Lei's sword deflected, and after crossing a steep line of sky sideways, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Covered by clouds and mist, the entire Hongchen Gate is at the feet of the two brothers and sisters, and its magnificence is astounding.

Ling Kun glanced down, and knew that the uncle must have messed up the place below. He pressed the sword formula to his lips, recited a few lines in a low voice, and said, "All disciples obey the order, except Except for the disciples on duty today, everyone else will go back to their rooms and close the door, and they will not come out without my order."

His voice spread to every corner of the Hongchen Sect, as if special speakers for square dancing were installed everywhere in the sect. Exhausted, at this moment the head of the sect gave orders and ignored other etiquette, and fled back to the room with the stone in their hands.

Seeing the disciples of the sect below disperse in an instant, Ling Kun ordered the disciples on duty to guard their positions before turning around and saying: "Junior brother, go down!"

Apparently those disciples on duty were used to this kind of scene, and they kept their posts without changing their expressions. When Ling Kun passed in front of them, they just nodded and saluted, nothing else.

Ling Kun asked the younger brother behind him, "Where is the uncle?"

The younger brother pinched his fingers and said, "At this hour, he must be crazy to the alchemy room."

"We're not black blind fortune-tellers, pinching our fingers to do something."

"It looks more stylish this way, haha!"

"Virtue, that's all it takes." Ling Kun laughed at his junior without hesitation, expressing his love for his fellow disciples.

The two rushed to the alchemy room. Ling Kun's T-shirt, shorts and flip flops fell off automatically during the walk. The moment he turned a corner in the corridor, he changed into a white satin and silver-trimmed robe, and his black hair grew instantly. To the waistline, a piece of ribbon was loosely tied at the end, and the Daixue sword was firmly worn on the waist, and a red mark between the eyebrows was like a knife's edge, pointing sharply at the sky.

The skater boy who was following Ling Kun also changed his attire at this moment. He was wearing a black outfit, with the broad Benlei Sword behind his back, and his long hair was tied high, looking very energetic.

That's right, Hongchenmen not only produces powerful swordsmen, but even beauties are mass-produced.

The two rushed to the alchemy room quickly, and there were already disciples on duty lined up in the courtyard. They were afraid that the head master would run around again before reaching the spiritual realm, so at least they could resist for a while.

"Master." Seeing Ling Kun enter the courtyard, everyone bowed their heads in salute.

Ling Kun waved his hand and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Reporting to the head of the sect, the sword cultivator of the spiritual realm has entered for a moment, but there has been no movement until now, which is a bit strange."

"Well, it doesn't look like a master uncle. You stay here, and Junior Brother Lei Tian and I go in to have a look." All the disciples gave a nod and moved out of the way.

Ling Kun stepped up the steps, and with just one look, the door of the alchemy room, which was originally closed, opened to both sides.

It was pitch black inside, Ling Kun stood outside and called Master Uncle, Lei Tian also called Master, but no one answered.

"Master, be careful!" Seeing that the master was about to enter, the disciple on duty couldn't help reminding that the Sword Cultivator of the Spirit Realm is definitely an old urchin who is keen to go crazy, and they have suffered a lot because of this.

"It's okay, you should be careful outside."

"Yes."

Ling Kun brought Lei Tian in, and glanced at the alchemy hall, but there was no one there.

"Could it slip away to another place again?" Lei Tian said, trying to figure out the master's location again.

"Don't pinch, if you go any further, your fingers will be cut off." Ling Kun said harshly, and then said: "Uncle Master is here."

As he said that, Ling Kun turned to the right and stopped in front of the medicinal shed of the alchemy room. He opened the door and went in. He saw a person huddled in front of the treasure chest with his back to the door and didn't know what he was doing.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ling Kun's mouth twitched, and he said to Lei Tian who was still looking for Master in the hall behind him: "Junior brother, don't come here."

As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat, it’s okay if Ling Kun didn’t remind him, but as soon as he said it, Lei Tian immediately pushed him away and said, “Have you found Master…?” Who the hell will tell him that this baby is an adult What is this strange creature with a fat head and big ears? It is absolutely impossible to be his master! ! !

Ling Kun turned his head and looked at Lei Tian stiffly, "Brother, what did Uncle Master eat this time?"

"No mess eating, he just said that he wanted to go back to his childhood to experience the feeling of lying in the cradle, and then cast spells on himself. I swear he was still fine when he ran out!"

"Hehe, okay." The Hongchen Sect has powerful sword repairers, beauties, and funny comparisons.

Ling Kun pulled a blanket from his sleeve and wrapped it up the rejuvenated Spirit Realm swordsman, and carefully handed it to Lei Tian, ​​"It seems that there will be no mass destruction hazard this time, you take it back to have a good life, and you must take good care of it." Raise my uncle!" Ling Kun spoke earnestly.

Lei Tian felt sad, took the master with snot and tears, and said, "Don't worry, senior brother, Lei Tian will definitely live up to your dying care!"

"Fuck you! You have to wait for the ascension, go away, remember to get the salute back for me."

"Brother, you enslaved me again!"

"Why didn't you think you were enslaving me when you called me in the middle of the night!"

The two senior brothers walked out of the courtyard of the alchemy room together, looked up at the blue sky and white sun, Lei Tian said: "Senior brother, so it's still night in your place!"

"Yeah, Asia."

"Hehe, who in this entire cultivation world would have imagined that our Hongchen sect's main altar is actually located in the mountains of the American Emperor."

"Hey, don't talk about it, a handful of bitter tears." Damn, I have come to the United States so many times, and I don't have a chance to go to the streets to have a good time. The bird came, and he didn't think it was a lie when he said to Guanqi that he had never been abroad.

Thinking of watching chess without saying a word, Ling Kun frowned unconsciously, and the red mark between his brows became deeper.

Ling Kun stayed in the sect for a week. In fact, after three days, the Sword Cultivator of the Spiritual Realm changed back to his original form like a Clow card, but his IQ was still at the stage of waiting for food. Ling Kun was afraid that Lei Tian would not be able to handle it, so he stayed longer a few days.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Sect Leader, do you really want to leave~ I can't bear to let you go~" Before leaving, Lei Tian desperately hugged Ling Kun's thigh.

Ling Kun kicked him away, and got back out of the cabinet without looking back.

The first thing Ling Kun did when he got home was to lock the door of the cabinet with a talisman, and then a gust of evil wind blew up to clean up the room that had been dirty for a week, and then turned on Jiansan.

After reading the article, Ling Kun glanced at the upper right corner and found that there was a letter. He guessed that the money was paid for the consignment a few days ago, so he happily ran to collect the money, not even noticing that someone went online to provoke him!

He was happy counting the money, when a team formation frame popped up in front of his eyes, he just watched the chess without saying a word.

[Watching chess without saying a word] Quietly say to you: Master, where have you been these few days, do you miss me?

Ling Kun: "..." Is this person's skin an iron wall? Why is it so thick?

To be honest, Ling Kun has lived for so many years. Except for his master Zhaoyue Sword Immortal, he has never met anyone with thicker skin than himself. Watching chess without speaking has simply refreshed his understanding of thick skin.

[Watching Chess Without Saying a Word] Quietly say to you: Master, why don't you tell me how to use Taixu Sword Intent and Internal Strength to use Zhenshanhe? #cute