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"You escaped, don't you have any impression?"

Xun Ze was also very surprised that Leng Qingming would even mention those things to him, and his heart was still very excited, inevitable.

"No, my memory of that night is like being taken away by someone. It is blank. The only thing I remember is that my dad asked me to find the leader!"

While Leng Qingming said this, his eyes also caught a shadow outside the window.

The shadow is very faint, especially now that the lamp is still lit in the house, it is really hard to find.

When Leng Qingming finished speaking, he reached out and touched Xun Ze.

Xun Ze nodded sharply.

"Then... we all have to rely on the leader!"

Xun Ze's gaze had been fixed on the indispensable shadow, and he said aloud.

"Yes, in front of my dad, I always said that the leader's wise decision, the martial arts is high...I really hope that the gangsters who slaughtered my Heavenly Sword Sect can be picked out and broken into pieces!"

Leng Qingming put down the spoon, filled a bowl of rice and ate.

"There must be a way!"

After Xun Ze said this, he bowed his head and ate.

Apart from this, there is no more communication between the two people.

After the meal was over, Qingming put all the things on the table into the food box, took out the tea cup that was kept warm on the side, took a cup and handed it to Xun Ze.

"Ye Pianpian seems to be very angry today!"

After Leng Qingming said this, the shadow who was about to leave outside the house paused again and continued to listen.

"I don't know the so-called woman!"

Xun Ze ridiculed coldly.

"She does this because she likes you!"

Leng Qingming looked at Xun Ze and couldn't help laughing.

"What do you like, I'm still young!"

Suddenly, Xun Ze's face was red like a burning cloud. The tone of speech also became stammered.

"Oh, this time, it's very young again!"

Leng Qingming rarely saw this look on Xun Ze's face, and couldn't help but jokingly said.

"Why, it was originally!"

Xun Ze rolled his eyes, "Don't forget Sister Leng, I'm still ten days younger than you!"

"alright, you win!"

For ten days or something, I have to come out and say that I was also drunk.

After the two people, they said some unnutritious words, and after a while, the dark shadow outside the house disappeared.

After the dark shadow was gone, Qingming listened carefully for a while, and then threw away the teacup in his hand.

"People here, why should they watch you!?"

Xun Ze asked aloud with a slight expression on his face.

"I do not know."

Leng Qingming said such a word indifferently, but the expression on his face was worthy of fun.

"So what are you going to do now?"

"One step is one step!"

Leng Qingming said coldly, then stopped talking.

"Ok!"

Xun Ze responded, his eyes drooping, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two chatted for a while, and then the young man and the maid came over, collected those things, and sent the water for the two to wash.

Xun Ze went back, took a cold wash, and continued to sit on the bed to practice his mind.

This mental method at home, every day of cultivation, I feel a steady flow of internal strength, which stretches out toward the dantian, filling it turbulently.

She knew that the skills she had absorbed for several decades had not all become her own skills, so she couldn't waste any time during this period of time.