Fantasy: My Disciple of the Empress Wants to Be Blackened

"Did you see that your master treats you like this, and you still think he has you in his heart? All I can say is, don't be stupid!"

Long Qu's voice came from Feng Wanqing's mind.

She bit her lower lip lightly, this time, her thoughts became firmer.

Singer Su raised his palm, put away the ancient demon dragon halberd, and looked back at Feng Wanqing, "Put the dragon halberd here with me first, and return it to you at night."

Feng Wanqing restrained her emotions.

She puffed her mouth, and came to Su Changge's side again, with soft eyes, and whispered:
"Master, this disciple will never make you angry again."

Since Shizun doesn't like to pull his clothes by herself, then she won't pull him in the future, and just throw herself down, hum!
"I'm not angry." Su Changge replied indifferently.

Feng Wanqing hurriedly said: "Then you still attacked me just now."

In the eyes, there is still some small grievances.

Su Changge: "..."

Why did he feel that Feng Wanqing's attitude towards him as a master seemed to become more and more bold.

"I didn't kill you."

Her aggrieved appearance is extremely cute, Su Changge is not willing to be cruel to her now.

Hearing Master's words, Feng Wanqing's stomach full of grievances was cleared away, but she was still a little happy in her heart, it must be because she was too anxious just now, she wanted to hug and kiss Master , only to be reprimanded by Master.

The first step in attacking Master.

She wants to slowly open Master's heart, let Master fall in love with her deeply, and never leave her forever.

Seeing a sweet smile on Feng Wanqing's face again, Su Changge felt helpless, but couldn't help pinching her tender cheeks lightly, "Who taught you to talk to Master like this? "

After being scolded by him, she actually learned to act like a baby with him.

Feng Wan's pretty face was rosy.

In the face of the person I like, girls don't need someone to teach them to act like a baby, okay? Idiot Master, you were so mean to me just now, Wanqing didn't even know that she wanted to kiss you...

Long Qu sighed: "My lord empress, you are hopelessly hopeless."

Feng Wanqing ignored it.

No matter what happens in the future, Master is her only antidote...

at the same time.

On top of another side peak.

Ye Qingyun hugged Xia Ling'er in her arms, and the two lay quietly on the grass, cuddling each other, enjoying the last warmth.

a moment.

Xia Ling'er suddenly got up from Ye Qingyun's arms. Ye Qingyun was lying on the grass, and she was lying on Ye Qingyun's body, looking at her brother Ye with dazed eyes, a little shy in her eyes, and then she Leaning over and kissing Ye Qingyun, she whispered shyly:

"Brother Ye, Linger will always wait for you."

If her brother Ye doesn't come back, she will just wait until the end of her life. She knows that she has dragged him down a lot. The only thing she can do is to love him to the core.

Ye Qingyun couldn't help smiling.

Thinking of the task that Su Changge arranged for him, he actually didn't resist much. After all, if the suzerain hadn't acted, his little Ling'er would have died in that Zhou Chen's hands. I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Fortunately, the suzerain lord helped him.

His little Linger is still there.

Ye Qingyun looked at Xia Ling'er with a smile, and whispered a lot of sweet words in her ear, which made Xia Ling'er very emotional.

however.

The two hadn't been warm for a long time, and a figure appeared in front of them. It was an old man in Tsing Yi, with an old face, and his long hair was combed into a braid and scattered behind him. Behind him, he was carrying a handle. With a long sword wrapped in white cloth, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Qingyun and Xia Ling'er with a smile.

"The old man has been looking for it for many years, and such a pure sword body is rare."

The old man stared at Ye Qingyun, with deep appreciation and satisfaction in his eyes, he nodded to himself and said: "The disposition is also very good, with a little training in the future, I will definitely become the most proud disciple of the old man, my Jiange, there are successors ah."

Suddenly feeling the strange aura from the old man, Ye Qingyun was stunned, he hurriedly stood up, protected Xia Ling'er behind him, and looked at the old man in blue with a solemn expression, "I don't know what is the matter that senior came here? "

He is neither humble nor overbearing, with no fear on his face.

It made the old man even more satisfied.

Under the green robe, the old palm slowly stretched out, and the long sword wrapped in white cloth floated up behind him and fell into his palm.

He glanced at Ye Qingyun, and said slowly:
"The old man gave you a chance, do you want it?"

chance?

Ye Qingyun was slightly absent-minded.

He is just an ordinary disciple of Jianyun Xianzong, and he will be favored by such a mysterious strong man?

The old man smiled lightly.

The palm holding the long sword flicked lightly.

Ye Qingyun came back to his senses, looked up at the long sword thrown by the old man, he hastily reached out to catch it, the long sword was in his hand, and through the mottled white cloth, there was an extremely heavy and simple touch in his hand, which made him He trembled slightly.

"Uncover the white cloth, it is yours."

The old man's cloudy eyes stared at Ye Qingyun faintly. In his eyes, Ye Qingyun seemed to be filled with an innate sword energy, and the power hidden by that sword energy almost caught up with him, who had practiced it. The old guy who has been a sword for half his life.

Natural sword body!

Really extraordinary!