Painting of the Nine Immortals

Dao Wou-ki understood, hurriedly smiled, and stepped out to round the field.

Everyone at the scene also spoke in order to prevent the Tang family and Lingxian from having a relationship, and to revenge the Tang lunatic who demolished Taiwan. In short, it was a gentle way to stop his proposal.

"The Dao Suzerain said that it is true that Ling Gongzi and Ling Ye are still young, and they are really over-rushed."

"Yes, not to mention this kind of thing, after all, it is still necessary for both men and women to approve it. You, the Tang patriarch, should take care of this.

"Yeah, don't talk about big things today, just talk about Fengyue, don't you please everyone, Tang Madman."

Hearing that Tang lunatics sulked and knew that everyone didn't want the Tang family to have a relationship with Ling Xian. Can be wrong, but helpless.

Ling Xian's bitter smile has already explained his attitude, Tang madman can only give up, after all, it is not good to reluctantly.

This time is not the same as before. He may be able to use force to persuade Lingxian. But now, he has neither the courage nor the ability.

"By the way, the little girl didn't say anything exactly about this matter, let me be a word for a moment." Tang madman smiled.

Hearing that Ling Xian was relieved, she also sighed.

In all fairness, he had a good opinion of Tang Shishi, but he couldn't agree to it. Once, it was in a fantasy world, and secondly it was because of Lin Qingyi.

"Haha, I don't talk about the master today, only Fengyue."

The Emperor of Daxia laughed aloud, alleviating the embarrassment of the atmosphere. After that, he turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and said, "I don't know Ling Gongzi, are you still satisfied with my blood?"

"Naturally satisfied."

Ling Xian smiled and nodded, Qiankun bowl and Juling Qingxin tree, he did not value it. However, he was fascinated by the blue blood.

After all, this treasure is a healing relic. If he is seriously injured in the future, he may save his life.

"Just satisfied, then I'll send it to the son." As soon as the emperor of Daxia brushed his sleeves, the blood beads turned into streamers and flew to Ling Xian.

"Then I thank the Emperor for his generosity."

Ling Xian smiled slightly. He knew that the purpose of these people was to make good friends with him. If they didn't accept it, they would not be at ease.

Therefore, he didn't show his affection, and naturally put the blue blood beads into the storage bag.

Seeing this, the other saints were anxious, and spoke one after another, asking him to accept the treasures he brought.

In this regard, Lingxian naturally did not refuse to come.

For one thing, he has accepted the blood beads of the Emperor of the Xia Dynasty, and it is difficult to refuse others. Secondly, these treasures are valuable and very precious. Even if some of them are not available, they can be left to An Qiushui.

Therefore, he did not refuse to come, one by one.

Seeing Ling Xian accept the treasure, the smiles on the faces of many Lords suddenly became rich, and the atmosphere became happy.

This made those disciples who looked lively even more envious, and could not help but sigh, the eldest husband should be so.

You know, these people are all the powers in Yunzhou. It is already a big face to be able to let them visit in person. However, at the moment, they not only prepare a heavy gift, but also show a look of begging Lingxian to accept it.

And when he accepted it, these people even smiled and relaxed, how incredible is this?

How can we not let those disciples be envious?

Even Dao Wou-ki was a little envious of this kind of treatment, even when he ascended the throne, he did not enjoy it.

And when Ling Xian accepted the gift, the crowd started talking again, drinking and chatting about Fengyue.

The atmosphere at the scene was pleasant and peaceful.

After about half an hour, the people dispersed one after another, and began to find people they knew, and chatted casually.

In this way, Ling Xian's ears were cleaned a lot.

The people who are qualified to chat with him are almost talking. And those who brought along the teaching, who wanted to have a relationship with him, did not dare to come forward.

No way, he is too strong today and his status is too high. Not everyone is qualified to step forward, even the ordinary Yuanyingqiang who does not have this qualification.

And just as he was drinking and drinking, a figure in Tsing Yi came slowly. The corner of his mouth was smiling, polite, and really gentle and gentle as a gentleman.

It is Mo Qingnian.

When he first met Lingxian, he had the heart to talk about the old, but he was not qualified to take a seat, and had to wait for the opportunity quietly.

Right now, I can't wait to see those palm teachers have left.

"I knew that you would come."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, poured a glass of wine for Mo Qing, and said, "A few years, how are you doing?"

"not bad."

Mo Qingneng drank the wine in the glass and chuckled: "It's a pity that there is one less person who can talk with me about tea."

Hearing that Ling Xian's mouth was raised, and she knew that the person who said Mo Qingneng was herself was a joke: "Then you should find a lover."

"Brother Ling, you ..." Mo Qing's negative color was reddish, a little embarrassed.

"Haha, I forgot, your boy loves his own teacher alone. Other girls, I'm afraid they can't get in." Lingxian laughed and remembered the rumor.

Suddenly, Mo Qing lost a handsome face and became redder, stuttering: "Ling brother, don't talk nonsense, I don't care, Mo must stain the innocence of the master."

"You, with that heart, you have to fight for it."

Ling Xian shook her head and patted Mo Qing's shoulder, saying: "No matter what the outcome, after all, you have to fight for it, so as not to regret it for life."

"Brother Ling, I ..." Mo Qing Nenglu hesitated, and wanted to say something, but it turned into a long sigh.

"What are you afraid of? I know you have a lot of rules and regulations, and it's unethical to fall in love with your mother-in-law. But don't let worldly eyes bind you, lest you regret your life."

Ling Xian shook her head gently, watching Mo Qingnian seriously, and said in a deep voice, "If you want, I will help you solve this problem, and make sure that the Lord of Hao Ranzong dare not stop."

Hearing that, Mo Qingnian was silent. He knows that Ling Xian is now qualified to speak this sentence and has the ability to do it.

However, he could not do so.

Therefore, Mo Qing lost a long sigh: "I think, but if I did, Madam she ... she would live without face."

"Also." Ling Xian sighed slightly and did not continue to persuade.

This kind of thing, after all, has to rely on one's own ideas, too much interference from others, will only increase chaos. All he can do is support, and resolve obstacles for Mo.

"In any case, I would like to thank Brother Ling." Mo Qing sighed and said, "It's just the blame, the identity of each other, the persistence of each other."

"Well, don't talk about this, please say something happy." Ling Xian waved her hand and smiled: "I heard that you have been established as Haoranzong's next teacher?"

"Yeah, but still not as good as you."

Mo Qingnian nodded slightly and smiled: "Don't say that I haven't become a teacher. Even if it has already become, the strength is not as strong as you, and the status is not as high as you."

"Haha not bad!"

A burst of hearty laughter came, and Sun Zehao stepped forward, headed up, and said, "Don't compare it with this pervert, otherwise, you can only seek help."