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After thinking about it, Ning Qingming looked at the sky again.

Dongli has long been gone.

Ning Qingming had to enter the house to practice again.

The days have returned to before, and I will make Qingfeng a chicken every day, and then practice by myself every day.

Until this day, the head found the door by himself.

"Uncle Master!"

The head first met Qingfeng.

"What are you doing here?"

Qingfeng glanced at him faintly, just when he was eating, his small table had already been taken out, and he could smell the aroma of chicken.

Seeing Qingfeng seemed to be a little unhappy, the head quickly explained his intentions.

"There are treasures appearing in Bone Rock Mountain. I want juniors to take the team out. After all, we recognize that our age is too old, and we take people out. It seems like people are robbing resources. Juniors are young and mixed in the crowd. No one knows. She is a monk of the Golden Core Stage!"

Qingfeng snorted coldly as the head said this.

"My disciple, why do you want to use it like this!?"

The breeze was unhappy.

If Qingming left, how would he count one chicken every day?

"Uncle Master, this is a rare and good opportunity. Our sect really needs it..."

Then, the head is here to know affection and reason.

Finally, Qingfeng was moved.

When the head goes out, he walks with wind.

He looked at Ning Qingming, who was standing in the courtyard, and called Junior Sister very enthusiastically.

"Brother head!!!"

Ning Qingming looked at the head, and reluctantly called out his senior.

Especially looking at the head, the pleats on this face.

In fact, in the world of cultivating immortals, there is really no distinction between beauty and ugliness. Even if you were an ugly monster before practicing, you are still a great beauty after practicing.

There are so many resources in the realm of cultivating immortals. Of course, if you have a better foundation, you will definitely be more attractive.

I don't know what the master thinks. Ning Qingming is embarrassed if he doesn't cut his edges. He looks like a grandfather, and is older than her master.

In this age of looking at faces, Ning Qingming really refused to call his senior.

"You are cooking, what makes it so delicious!?"

The head sniffed, and his eyes turned towards the kitchen.

"Roast chicken!"

Ning Qingming had a black line, how did she feel that the head had the urge to stay for dinner.

"It's great to eat chicken!!"

As the headmaster said, he glanced at Ning Qingming again, probably seeing that Ning Qingming didn't say anything, he had to leave dejectedly.

"..."

Ning Qingming looked at the somewhat sad back of the head, and suddenly realized that he didn't call him to stay for dinner, as if something was wrong.

However, that chicken belongs to the master!

At this moment, a table appeared next to her in an instant.

Qingfeng also walked out of the house.

Ning Qingming quickly took out the chicken from the kitchen.

Qingfeng sat on the chair, took a sip of wine, and ate chicken again.

"Just...that kid, did you hear what you said?"

Qingfeng asked.

"I heard!"

Ning Qingming nodded, but he was still digesting the words he just said in his heart.

The head is that kid.

"Then you follow them tomorrow!"

After Qingfeng finished speaking, he raised his cup and took another sip.

"Yes!"

Ning Qingming nodded.

I don't know if there is a chance to meet Hua Shiluan this time.

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