Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 341 This junior sister is too cold (16)

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Although some casual cultivators may have overlooked something, thinking that the porcelain cup that blocked Ming Yuan's giant sword was thrown out by Ning Su and the others, both the red-clothed female cultivator and Ming Yuan knew clearly in their hearts——

There is another person here.

But judging from the situation, the other party probably didn't intend to show up, and the woman in red didn't pierce her, she just bowed upwards, then turned around and left the teahouse.

People from Tianxuanzong randomly found a place to sit down, and several people from Kaiyangzong stood beside them for a while, looked at each other, and decided to rest in the teahouse for a while, and inquire about some information by the way.

And they have to pay the restaurant owner's money - after all, the giant sword was thrown by their side.

People from the two sects sat here without interfering with each other, just chatting with the disciples of their respective sects.

But the other people in the teahouse were inevitably affected by them, they were a little restless, and even their voices were subconsciously lowered.

I just want to finish my tea quickly and leave.

Under such silence, a voice suddenly sounded faintly.

"Boss, I want another cup of Biluochun. Bring me a new cup."

"Hey!" The boss below hurriedly responded.

Her voice came out suddenly, and her voice was extraordinarily calm, everyone instinctively turned their heads to take a look, Ming Yuan even stopped suddenly when he heard the word "new cup", and followed everyone's gaze together looked over.

The attractive girl was sitting at the table by the window, with white clothes and black hair, icy muscles and fine bones.

Her back was straight, as if she had been well-bred since she was a child, her appearance was beautiful and not vulgar, but her temperament was a little indifferent.There was a long sword on the side of her hand, and there was a slight spiritual fluctuation on it, and beside the long sword, there was only a teapot lid standing there alone.

The lid of the pot and the porcelain cup that was thrown earlier are of normal style.

The identity of the owner of the porcelain cup was about to be revealed, but Ming Yuan did not show an expression of sudden realization. Instead, he frowned, glanced at Qing Zhou, and did not speak.

Probably because Qing Zhou looked familiar, but he didn't think of who she was for a while.

"Miss Lu! Why are you here!"

In the next second, a voice came from the Tianxuan Sect's team nearby, and the disciple in white stood up abruptly, with a rare surprised expression.

That person is Zhongjing.

Lu...Ming Yuan's thoughts were immediately connected together. Isn't this woman Lu Qingzhou who is shaking the light!

The Immortal Sect Grand Competition is held every eight years. The last time it happened was at the Kaiyang Sect. There were few female disciples in the Kaiyang Sect. A group of bachelor monks looked at the junior sisters of other sects with greed, so they gave these female cultivators In private, I made a ranking list in terms of beauty.

Lu Qingzhou of the Shaking Light Sect was also in the top ten at that time.

It's just that she was a little young and impetuous back then, and her strength was not as strong as she is now.

Wait - strength? !

Ming Yuan suddenly realized that Qing Zhou's current strength was already stronger than his late Golden Core. She blocked his giant sword just now with only a teacup, and she was probably at least as strong as Nascent Soul.

This is how many times stronger than the foundation-building period eight years ago, but... eight years from foundation-building to Nascent Soul?This is too inconsistent with the law of cultivation, right?

Qing Zhou was not aware of the doubts in Ming Yuan's heart.

At this time, Zhong Jing had already briefly described the process of his acquaintance with Qing Zhou with his companions in his teacher's school, and Nian Cheng couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.

"So this is the savior you mentioned earlier, senior brother! It's actually Lu Qingzhou from the Yaoguang Sect!"

Zhongjing: "? Miss Lu is called Qingzhou, right? But Ah Cheng, how do you know she belongs to the Yaoguang Sect?"

Nian Cheng was also stunned, feeling that his senior brother didn't know which sect the girl belonged to?
He paused for a moment, and almost spoke out about the female cultivator's beauty ranking - his senior brothers could say that if the rankings were known to the senior sisters present, they would spread the word back and forth. He is estimated to be eaten alive by his fellow seniors and seniors.

So the truth can't be told, Nian Cheng coughed and glanced at Ning Su, who was beside him who hadn't said a word, hoping that the elder brother could show some dissatisfaction.

In this way, he can take advantage of the situation and not talk about this topic.

But looking carefully, Nian Cheng found that this unsmiling elder brother also tilted his head curiously at this moment.

　Ning Su: I want to hear, how did you arrange my wife?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)