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Chapter 313 The Demon Lord Lurking in the Immortal Gate Is an Idiot 4
Song Xun immediately came to his senses, imitating Ming Qing, and kowtowed three times to Kong Qing: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"

Such a big cake suddenly fell from the sky, which made him dizzy and dizzy, and his whole body became extremely excited. When he spoke, he was even more excited, and his eyes sparkled with dazzling light.

Kong Qing nodded, and gave him a sword in the same way.

The sword body was intertwined with black and green, and a layer of faint light lingered all over its body, which also exuded extremely strong spiritual power.

This sword looks precious, but in fact it is just an ordinary high-grade sword weapon. For Kong Qing, it is simply too much.

In the mustard space of the original owner, only this one is the most rubbish.

It is the most suitable gift for Song Xun, a bitch.

Song Xun didn't know this, but felt extremely happy. After receiving the long sword, he kowtowed three more times, immersed in joy all the time.

After a short period of excitement, Yunshang Palace returned to its former calm.

Ye Ping and others left here early, and in the huge palace on top of the peaks, there are only three masters and apprentices, Kongqing.

The original owner had already transformed into a god, because he was still worried about the fairy gate and the human world, and refused to go to another realm for a long time.

Looking at the young man standing in front of him, Kong Qing still had no emotion on his face: "Gather the essence and blood, let's recognize the Lord with a drop of blood."

The two long swords hung in the air in front of Ming Qing and Song Xun respectively, the silver light and green light became more and more dazzling, so that they almost couldn't open their eyes.

They are no longer ordinary swords, and they don't like the two young people in front of them at all.

Especially Ling, who is so proud that he refuses to recognize anyone other than Kong Qing as the master.

In the original plot, the original owner did not accept Ming Qing as a disciple, nor did he gift Ling to him, but forced him to sign a contract with Song Xun regardless of Ling's wishes.

Because of this matter, Lingqi was so angry that he closed himself up, and would rather retreat than let Song Xun use him.

There was no other way, the original owner had no choice but to give him a new saber.

Compared with Song Xun whose meridian is blocked, Mingqing is obviously the most suitable for it.

Glancing at it lightly, Kong Qing released an invisible coercion.

Her gaze was as sharp as a knife, with a cold light, and Ling was so frightened that she immediately accepted the master-servant contract with Mingqing.

It agreed, and the other sword had to accept it too.

The moment the contract was successful, a formation glowing with white light appeared on the soles of Ming Qing and Song Xun's feet.

After a while, a reluctant and mellow male voice suddenly sounded in Mingqing's sea of ​​consciousness: "I didn't voluntarily recognize you as the master. If you can't do it, be careful that I will devour the master!"

Ling's tone was very arrogant, after all, his identity was there.

Who would have thought that Ming Qing ignored it, but looked up at Kong Qing who was sitting on the high seat.

There was burning passion in his eyes, as if he had met someone he had been longing for for a long time, and he was unwilling to look away for a long time.

Noticing his gaze, Kong Qing panicked subconsciously: "Wow Tongzi, he won't keep his memory?!"

The system immediately shook his head: [How is it possible, that adult was worried that he would scare you, and he never released the memory before starting the game! 】

Kong Qing: "Really?"

Seeing Mingqing's bright eyes, the system choked up for a moment, but nodded firmly: [Yes! 】

"Ang~ That's fine." Blinking her eyes, Kong Qing teleported to Ming Qing, "As a senior brother, you are responsible for taking care of Song Xun."

After finishing speaking, she casually threw a space ring to Mingqing and Song Xun: "You don't need to ask me to say hello, you can study by yourself."

In those space rings, Kong Qing put a lot of things respectively.

Of course, everything given to Mingqing is the best.

Clutching the space ring in their hands, Ming Qing and Song Xun said in unison, "Thank you, Master."

Kong Qing: "Yes."

She just lowered her eyes, and Ming Qing and Song Xun who were standing in the hall suddenly appeared in the corridor outside the palace.

Before the two of them could react, Kong Qing's voice suddenly sounded: "Tomorrow morning, Song Xun will come to find me by himself."

Her voice was cold and ethereal, echoing in the air for a long time.

Song Xun swallowed subconsciously, looked up at Ming Qing beside him, with a shy expression, as if he didn't dare to face him directly.

Seeing this, Ming Qing immediately raised a gentle and kind smile, raised his eyes and looked forward and said, "There are just two rooms here, I wonder which one do you want, Junior Brother?"

For hundreds of years, only Kong Qing lived in Yunshang Palace, and it was deserted and lifeless everywhere.

So for Mingqing, it doesn't matter which one you choose.

Song Xun hesitated for a moment, and finally chose the left side. Ming Qing nodded and walked straight into his room.

Accompanied by the moment the stone gate was closed, Ming Qing's original gentle and refined aura suddenly changed.

Those black eyes like a deep pool stared deeply at the front, and the long and narrow Ruifeng's eyes were filled with endless affection, and there was also a dark light that continued to be sick in them.

We finally meet again...

Ming Qing was leaning against the Shimen, panting heavily, even though he tried his best to suppress it, the snow-white robe still couldn't cover up the hostility on his body.

At this time, he seemed very inconsistent with this snow-white disciple uniform, and his whole body exuded a cold and dangerous aura.

In the depths of his eyes, two clouds of black mist rolled vaguely, about to gushe out from his body!

Mingqing panted heavily, and it took a while to suppress the devilish energy in his body, and turned back into the gentle and refined Xianmen elder brother again.

Mingqing's eyes turned a little red at some point, and layers of dark light flickered in his dark black eyes, and his voice was tender and obsessed: "Finally, I'm one step closer to you..."

At the same time, Ling, who was trapped in his sea of ​​consciousness, shuddered subconsciously.

Only then did I realize that the man in front of me was not a good person at all!
Ling quickly sensed the demonic energy in his body, and his whole spirit was still anxious: "I'll go, you are not a mortal at all!"

It struggled to get out of Mingqing's sea of ​​consciousness, but was tightly surrounded by an extremely strong black mist.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Qing's cold and dangerous voice sounded slowly: "Be quiet, I have no interest in destroying the fairy gate, and I don't want to start a war."

Because of the excessive suppression, the man's voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes were burning as if they were on fire.

He looked at a certain place quietly, as if he was looking at someone he missed through layers of walls.

After all, Ling is a spirit who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and instantly sensed his evil intentions: "You are not interested in that girl Kong Qing, are you?"

Its voice is questionable, slightly uncertain.

But in the next second, Ming Qing's eyes filled with paranoia and possessiveness made her tremble with fear.

Mingqing summoned its real body and squeezed it tightly in his hands, as if it could be crushed directly.

The voice was extremely dangerous: "What do you mean I'm interested in her too, huh?"

The anger in the man's dark eyes was obvious, like a volcanic eruption, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what, the devilish energy in his body finally rushed out of his body, lingering around him.

At this time, he was extremely vicious and terrifying. If he were someone else, he would definitely be severely intimidated by him.

But Ling is not an ordinary person, he has experienced dozens of battles between immortals and demons, and has a lot of experience, so he doesn't care about his mere junior at all.

Ling's nearly transparent half body floated lazily in the air, not paying attention to his warning at all: "Che, if I didn't want to form a bond with her, why do you think I have been following her?!"

Mingqing: "..."

Hearing this, the black mist that had lingered around him instantly dissipated, and the black eyes became clear again.

The extremely thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and slowly opened and closed: "You mean, you only want to form a bond with her?"

(End of this chapter)