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Chapter 314 The Demon Lord Lurking in the Immortal Gate Is an Idiot 5
His original dangerous aura disappeared in an instant.

Ling looked at him with a very strange expression and asked: "Otherwise, you kid wouldn't think that I like her?"

Mingqing: "..."

He didn't speak, it was a tacit consent.

Ling's complexion was as ugly as eating a fly in an instant, and he cursed directly: "You must be sick, I am a sword spirit and she is a human god, how can we be together across species!"

To put it bluntly, it is a weapon spirit, but to put it bluntly, it is an ancient sword that has become a spirit, and even its body is empty, so how can it be possible to fall in love with others.

Ling was speechless to the extreme, but Mingqing's mouth raised up uncontrollably as if he had heard some great news.

Ling: "..."

He laughed more and more wantonly, and Ling's expression became darker and darker.

Since it became conscious, it has never seen such a speechless person!

Although Kong Qing is extremely beautiful, regardless of his identity, there is not a single point that he likes.

It just wants to follow the strongest person and become the most powerful sword in her hand.

This is why Ling has been willing to follow the original owner.

It's a pity that the original owner already had his own sword, and he refused to form a bond with it no matter what.

I thought it would last until she agreed, but who would have thought that Kong Qing would give it to someone else directly after leaving the customs!
Until now, Ling is still very angry, and the look in Mingqing's eyes is gradually complaining: "If I knew it would be my turn, I shouldn't have retreated with her in the first place. It's better to find someone else than to recognize you as the master." !"

Although Mingqing's cultivation is good, he is still a demon.

As a good-hearted tool spirit, the creature Ling hates the most is the so-called demon.

There was a bright disgust in its eyes, like a pair of small knives, piercing deeply into Ming Qing's heart.

A trace of deepness disappeared from his eyes, and Mingqing quickly returned to normal, put away its sword body, and carefully looked around.

Although the furnishings in the room were simple, he was satisfied with everything he needed.

Immediately, he meditated on the spot, took out a book of mental methods given by Kongqing, and began to comprehend.

At the same time, Song Xun seemed very casual.

He couldn't believe what happened today, lying on the soft bed for a long time and refused to get up.

Since he joined Xianmen, he had not slept on such a soft bed for a long time, and the faint sandalwood lingering in his nose made him extremely peaceful.

This peace was hard-won, and he finally didn't have to worry about it anymore, and no one would dare to bully him anymore.

Because his master is the most powerful female cultivator in the entire continent, the famous Master Kong Qingzun!
Thinking of this, Song Xun couldn't help laughing out loud, and kept rolling while holding the brocade quilt.

After a while, he finally remembered the space ring given by Kong Qing.

Quickly put it on, and then recognize the Lord with a drop of blood.

After his consciousness entered the ring space, Song Xun was stunned. He could not calm down for a long time looking at the mountains of rare treasures in front of him.

OMG!

Even when he was still in the palace, he had never seen so many things!

The state treasury that his father was so proud of in the past can't even compare to the tip of the iceberg here!
It took Song Xun a long time to calm down his excitement, opened his eyes and looked ahead, until now he still feels as if he is dreaming.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but his eyes were red, and tears flowed out quickly from the corners of his eyes.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, his red eyes filled with extreme joy.

It's so wonderful, his miserable life has finally ushered in a turning point——

The night was getting darker, and the Yunshang Palace located on the top of the mountains was surrounded by white mist that was visible to the naked eye all the year round. The moonlight illuminated the night, and the deserted palace became more and more quiet.

Kong Qing was a little bored, so she walked to the courtyard outside the palace.

The ancient tree stands alone in the sky, as if it is integrated with the distant bright moon. The crown and body of the tree are surrounded by white mist, revealing an inexplicable sense of majesty and mystery.

Under a certain vertical and horizontal tree trunk, a swing is tied, and the rope has been baptized by wind and rain for hundreds of years, and the color is somewhat dim.

Kong Qing just glanced at it casually, and it immediately recovered as new.

Sighing, Kong Qing sat on the swing and used the wind to swing herself.

On the top of the mountain near the full moon, her elegant dress fluttered and swayed wantonly in the wind, it was as beautiful as a dream, and people couldn't move their eyes away.

Mingqing originally just wanted to go out for a walk, but he never thought about it, but met the person he had been thinking about day and night.

He stood in the corner, staring at her eagerly and greedily, his eyes were full of the white figure swaying back and forth with the wind.

Mingqing's Adam's apple moved slightly, and there was a clear wave in his eyes, which were as silent as a deep pool.

He tried his best to control his breathing, forcibly suppressing the devilish energy in his body, for fear that she would notice his strangeness.

After tidying up his emotions, Mingqing slowly walked towards her, like a banished fairy who is not stained with dust, his whole body exudes nobility and gentleness.

The fallen leaves on the ground made a crisp sound when he stepped on them, which disturbed Kongqing who was playing vigorously.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at him, her face was beautiful, and her expression was always calm.

Kong Qing stopped casting spells, and the swing soon stopped.

She didn't get up directly, because she knew that Mingqing would come to her side and look at the full moon in front of her shoulder to shoulder.

Sure enough, Mingqing walked directly to her side, then bowed and saluted: "I have seen Master."

"En." Kong Qing nodded lightly, and said casually, "It's so late, why don't you rest?"

Ming Qing always had a warm and friendly smile on his face: "Maybe I was too excited and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, so I wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't expect that Master is here."

Kong Qing: "Yes."

Mingqing: "What is the status of the master, Mingqing is really lucky to be able to worship under your seat."

When he was speaking, he kept his eyes downcast, never looked at Kong Qing, and there was always a faint smile on his light-colored lips.

His eyes were as clear as water, and the bottom of his eyes was a bottomless black color, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.

He is obviously a cultivator and is best at swordsmanship, but Ming Qing does not appear to be vulgar at all, and his whole body exudes a gentle and bookish air.

His speech and behavior are decent and generous, and there is a very pleasant feeling everywhere.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a copy of Yu Yanchi. If he were someone else, he would only give people a very hypocritical feeling.

Kong Qing subconsciously narrowed her eyes, but did not respond to his compliment.

He just asked lightly: "How long have I been in seclusion?"

Mingqing: "Reporting to Master, the total is 340 five years, and it is exactly one month away from 340 six years."

Not just the year, but he even accurately remembered the months and days, and he was always looking forward to her getting out of customs as soon as possible.

Ming Qing always bowed his body slightly, spoke softly when talking, his eyes were sincere and gentle, and his whole body exuded the temperament of a gentle gentleman.

Oh.

I remember it so clearly.

Kong Qing looked up at him subconsciously, as if wondering why he knew so clearly.

Regarding this, Mingqing still smiled slightly, and continued to whisper softly: "The head of the sect often talks about this matter with his disciples, so he knows it by heart."

Is it.

Kong Qing lowered her eyes, said lightly while shaking the swing: "You don't need to be so rigid, just be casual."

Mingqing: "Disciple obeys."

(End of this chapter)