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Qiu Shan complained secretly there, looking at Linghua's eyes with mixed expressions.

Xiang Yang shook his head on the side. He is now the master who has tasted love. He can basically understand Qiu Shan's psychology. However, it is inconvenient for him to intervene in this kind of male and female matters. Qing Shi was so arrogant that he even spoke to insult Qiu Shan's hand, and now he still has to turn the corner on his own.

After waiting for the meeting, when Qiu Shan was still using his eyes to'communication', Xiang Yang coughed lightly and shouted: "Big man, you can afford to put it down. Although you are only in the base-building period, you only need to be careful. , With your immortal seedling qualifications, the primordial infant can be expected in the future! With a long life span of a thousand years, are you afraid that there is no woman who treats you sincerely?"

Yuan Ying? Qiu Shan was shocked and looked at Xiang Yang incredulously. He naturally knew how terrifying the young man around him was. The Hall Master Qingmu Hall and the three Yuanying Stage Venerables weren't his enemies. Such an expert , Since it is a promise to speak, can he really have this day?

Yuan Yingji monk! Qiu Shan didn't even dare to dream about it. How many Yuan Yings could there be in the entire Floating Jade Sect with hundreds of thousands of people going up and down?

Sometimes a man's maturity does not lie in his age, but often lies in whether he has goals and perceptions in life.

For a while, Qiu Shan's chest was relieved a lot, and her eyes had never been so bright. Linghua just raised her head a little and then lowered her head in a hurry as if she had been burned. In her heart, she only felt that this had been growing together since she was a child. The older brother suddenly seemed to have changed herself, and that feeling made her feel even more flustered.

The elders of Heitutang looked at Qiu Shan in amazement. In the Nascent Soul Stage, if Heitudo has a Nascent Soul Stage, his ancestor is afraid to crawl out of the coffin happily, right? They didn't know that Qiu Shan had demolished half of the Xiangtang of their patriarch. . .

Zhen Changqing's heart became even more flustered. Xiang Yang's tone was full of firmness, bringing a different kind of appeal, making him feel that what the young man in front of him said was not just words of comfort, but Based on an affirmation after extreme self-confidence.

He had a feeling, as if Xiang Yang pointed at an ant at this time, and then said that it could cultivate into a fairy beast, he also had to believe it.

Seeing Qiu Shan suddenly awake from that confusion, and exuding a temperament like a butterfly breaking through a cocoon, Xiang Yang smiled slightly. It is really good that this self-study of the soul sound Dafa of the soul emperor matches his perverted spiritual sense. use.

The soul emperor was unable to extract information about the One Yuan Ancestral Dragon Jue from the memory fragments of the old dragon head, so this Yang did not have a suitable technique for his own so far. In addition to the abnormality of the golden core, Xiang Yang wanted to continue to improve his realm of cultivation. It is extremely difficult in the short term. So in the final period of the trial, he was learning some practical tricks in addition to practicing the physical body and exercising his spiritual sense.

In addition to formations, alchemy, and refining, there are also many good products in the soul emperor. This soul-sound method is one of them. It is known as the secret method of the heavenly devil and is extremely suitable for a guy with strong spiritual perception like Xiang Yang.

Over there, Qiu Shan has stood up, walked to Linghua's body step by step, lowered her head slightly, and asked, "Junior sister, do you really want to marry him as a concubine? Can someone force you?"

His words were mild, but Linghua became more and more panicked, lowered her head and looked at the evergreen back in front of her, muttering: "No... no one forced me..."

It was true that no one forced her. After all, her father is the biological brother of the Hallmaster of the Black Earth Hall. Her uncle never said what she must do. Instead, she gave her the right to choose, but she really couldn’t wait any longer. what!

There is a panshui hall next to the black soil hall. In the hall there is a woman about the same age as Linghua, named Qu Linglong. The immortal seedling is only one inch and nine points, which is a few worse than her qualifications, because she married a fire. Shentang disciples, now at the pinnacle of foundation building, they have to refine them when they see them.

And what about yourself? The fairy seedlings over two inches have been cultivated for several years, but they are still in the early stage of foundation building!

Since she was a childhood sweetheart, Qiu Shan has been obedient to her. It's not that she has no feelings for him, but Qiu Shan can't give her what she wants!

A few decades later, she is still very old, but Na Qu Linglong is still beautiful and beautiful. Thinking of all this, she is really scared and really unwilling. . .

Now that Qiu Shan is back, and there is such a friend beside him, it is impossible to say that Linghua does not regret it, but what can she do? She had already handed herself over to others last night. Where could she have the face to return to Qiu Shan?

Linghua's thoughts were endless, and her tears were hazy for a while. Some of these tears flowed for Qiushan, but most of them were for herself.

After a long while, she finally shook her head and said, "Brother, I am willing to marry Changqing as a concubine. Everything has nothing to do with others. Don't blame my uncle, let alone Changqing..."

While speaking, she stretched out her hand, wanting to get a touch of warmth and comfort from Zhang Changqing's hand, but she didn't expect that he was in a daze, who was still in love with him last night, and then even thrown her hand away. . .

Qiu Shan stood there, closed everything in his eyes, gave a wry smile, and said deeply at the head of the black soil hall on the side: "Uncle, my nephew is not filial, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is afraid that he can no longer stay in the black soil hall. Yes, but the master and his elders have dragged me up since I was young. If you have anything to do with your uncle and sister in the future, please send them..."

He still couldn't bear it, for fear that Linghua would be wronged in the future, he deliberately made the word'Junior Sister' a little more emphasized. It was a talisman that he was dragging Xiang Yang's tiger skin to her, but he didn't know he looked a little crazy now. Can you understand the dementia?

After that, he turned around and knelt down towards Xiang Yang Putong, banging banging three times in succession: "Boss, my life will be yours in the future, and I also know that I am not a material for cultivating immortals, Yuan Ying, etc. I don't dare to think about it, but even if I'm just being a cow and a horse by your side, I'm willing to do it!"

Xiang Yang pulled him up, pressed him on the chair next to him, shook his head and smiled: "You are Brother Meng's brother, and naturally my brother. I said you can become Yuan Ying, so you can. There is no doubt about this! As for being a cow or a horse, you don’t have to, just look back and accompany Brother Meng to honor those old people in our family..."

Those old people estimate that their homeland will be difficult to leave, and someone will take care of them in the future. Lei Meng has more muscles in his brain and his personality is too straightforward. This Qiu Shan is clever and clever, as long as he is held by Lei Meng's side, he can also help a lot. .

The two were talking when a melodious bell rang at the top of the mountain. . .

The ancestor of Qishantang Yuanying received a message from Zhang Shangyin to leave the customs, and hurried over with a few Dan Jie disciples.

In the half-down Yingbin Hall, two young people were chatting and laughing. They met each other, sitting in a daze, Linghua weeping behind him, and the Heitudang sighing beside him. . .

Outside the Yingbin Hall, the disciples of Zishan Hall bowed their heads when they saw their ancestors coming, but the strange thing was that the female disciples looked like red clouds and looked obsessed. . .

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