Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Section 538 537 conditions, master’s request

Su Qiqi glanced at Liu Qi. Now she wanted to know what the relationship between Liu Qi and Tong Xiaotian was.

In the Li Mansion during the day, Tong Xiaotian didn't say anything to save face, as if he was creating opportunities for Liu Qi.

Judging from the looks of these gatekeepers, they didn't recognize Liu Qi. They only recognized the tokens and not the person.

This Divine Needle Sect is also very strange.

As Tong Xiaotian's closed disciple, he didn't even get a token. What a failure.

"Empress, I will explain this matter clearly to you." Liu Qi saw Su Qiqi looking at him and whispered hurriedly: "I have never had a chance to say it."

What he was afraid of was that Su Qiqi would misunderstand him.

Really scared.

Not only did he not want to leave Su Qiqi, he also wanted to use Su Qiqi to practice magic in Yueliang Palace so that his mind-reading skills could be developed freely and not be limited to ordinary people.

Nodding, Su Qiqi didn't embarrass Liu Qi. After all, she didn't ask, and she was indeed a little busy.

Liu Qi, who had no magic power, followed him for a day, and his face was quite pale at this time.

"The queen is waiting for you, but you are far away." After passing a long mountain road, in front of a mansion, Tong Xiaotian stood in front of the door with a group of beauties.

"We are all our own people, there is no need to be so polite." Su Qiqi took the initiative to establish a relationship while looking at Tong Xiaotian.

As for the many beauties around him, you don't need to think about it to know that they are his wives.

This man is really getting stronger with age.

However, he can be considered a romantic person.

But it made Su Qiqi feel unhappy. These young and beautiful women were really ruined.

At Tong Xiaotian's age, he is more than enough to be their grandfather.

"Su Yatou, why are you here?" The next second, Tong Xiaotian changed his face and asked with a smile, walking out of the crowd of beauties and standing in front of Su Qiqi.

"Looking for someone." Su Qiqi got straight to the point and went straight to the point.

Who makes this person his master?

A master who has taught himself nothing.

"Who is it?" Tong Xiaotian seemed to have been prepared for it, and asked with a smile: "You came at the wrong time, it's so late."

The implication is that he is going to rest.

"Nangong Mo." Su Qiqi knew that Tong Xiaotian was referring to Sheng Lan, his beloved thirteenth concubine.

However, she really didn't come here today because of this woman.

"Nangong Mo..." Tong Xiaotian repeated, frowning slightly, and then seemed to remember something: "It must be the boy who came this afternoon."

"Yes." Su Qiqi looked determined.

"The girl seems to be very sincere, or maybe she's not." Tong Xiaotian's smile deepened: "There are many boys coming to this magic needle sect every day."

"Besides the one who learned from me, it's Nangong Mo." Su Qiqi nodded. She believed Tong Xiaotian's words.

Such a master-level figure would not deceive himself, not to mention that he was still a closed disciple that he took the initiative to claim.

If you even lie to your disciples, it would be very unethical as a teacher.

"Oh, then I remembered it." Tong Xiaotian laughed loudly: "That boy is your subordinate. Come quickly and let him go."

Then some disciples responded.

"Girl Su, now that you've arrived at the Divine Needle Gate, let's enjoy it." Tong Xiaotian then patted Su Qiqi on the shoulder with a sincere look on his face.

"That's fine." Su Qiqi took advantage of the situation and stayed because she really wanted to see Sheng Lan.

Su Qiqi took a look at the beauties, hoping to find Sheng Lan's shadow among them, but was a little disappointed.

Tong Xiaotian saw Su Qiqi's intention: "Girl Su, don't rush to look at people first, take a look at my magic needle sect first, it will definitely open your eyes."

After hesitating for a moment, Su Qiqi looked back and nodded: "Okay, let's take a look at the legendary Divine Needle Sect."

When turning around, Tong Xiaotian waved his hand for everyone to leave.

The Shenzhen Sect is not much different from other Jianghu sects, except that it covers a large area and has many disciples.

"Magic needles are acupuncture techniques, right?" Su Qiqi and Tong Xiaotian asked as they walked.

Liu Qi just walked behind obediently.

"Yes, it's the same as your acupuncture skills." Tong Xiaotian said a lesson after leaving his beauties.

"Acupuncture..." Su Qiqi repeated softly: "But, can the Divine Acupuncture Sect cure diseases and save people?"

After a moment of silence, Tong Xiaocai coughed lightly: "Although the acupuncture skills of the Divine Acupuncture Sect are the same as yours, I will not save people easily because they must be worth saving."

"Who is worth saving?" Su Qiqi frowned slightly. She seemed to understand why the Divine Needle Sect could not unite the Immortal Island.

The Divine Needle Sect has survived for thousands of years, but it still cannot dominate the world, nor can it be elected by the world.

She regretted having Tong Xiaotian as her teacher. This person had no humanity at all.

I am not the same person as myself.

I was really confused at first.

While patting his forehead lightly.

"Those who are useful to me are those who are useful to the Divine Needle Sect." Tong Xiaotian did not hide anything and said calmly.

He knew that Su Qiqi must be dissatisfied with his behavior, but the Shenzhen Sect had survived like this for thousands of years.

"Then do you think I am a useful person?" Su Qiqi's expression turned pale, she stopped and looked at Tong Xiaotian.

"With a personality like yours, how did the boy from the Mo family fall in love with you?" Tong Xiaotian's face didn't look good either, and he frowned slightly. He didn't expect Su Qiqi to ask such a question.

It was for her own good that I came forward in the first place.

Of course, it can't be said that it was all for Su Qiqi. His starting point was for his own woman.

"He just likes my personality." Su Qiqi did not continue to be cold, but twitched the corner of her mouth.

Tong Xiaotian's expression softened a bit: "A sect has its own rules. These are the rules of our ancestors."

After thinking about it for a while, Su Qiqi felt that such a divine needle sect would at least not pose any threat to the royal family. If it was not respected by the people, no matter how powerful it was, it would not be able to win back the hearts of the people.

Without the human heart, how can there be a world?

Therefore, Su Qiqi thought about it in a flash.

"That's right, I don't blame the master." Su Qiqi had a smile on her face: "Then, does the Divine Needle Sect have any special tricks?"

"Of course." Tong Xiaotian became interested. He likes to deal with smart people.

"Please give me some advice, master." Su Qiqi smiled and said, "I can't become a master in vain. I learned my acupuncture skills by myself from books, and I made detours in many aspects."

For example, now that I'm pregnant, I can't activate my internal energy or use my magic power, which directly makes my acupuncture skills a restricted area.

"Okay." Tong Xiaotian was very happy: "But there is a condition."

"Are there any conditions required for a master to teach a disciple?" Su Qiqi was also upset. This old guy was too insidious.

"It's not a condition, it's a request, okay?" Tong Xiao's face paled. He also knew that he, the disciple he picked up for free, was not an ordinary person. After all, he was the current Queen.

Seeing Tong Xiaotian's attitude changing so quickly, Su Qiqi also hesitated.

She knew that Tong Xiaotian had already made up his mind when he first came to see her.

It was just that it was hard to say it out at the time, but now that he had something to do, he took advantage of the situation.

Even Liu Qi was ashamed. He was shocked when he heard Su Qiqi calling Master Tong Xiaotian, and almost couldn't wake up. Now he finally understood what happened, and heard the conversation between the two, and was once again confused in the wind. . . . . . . .