Unparalleled Gentleman

Well, Lingduan himself didn't know why he was unhappy.

It stands to reason that eating the Prince's Changqin should be regarded as his earning, but this feeling of aggrieved can't go away!The corner of Ling Duan's mouth twitched. He would rather be the one who couldn't help asking for the prince's Changqin, rather than being overwhelmed by a medicine.

It's easier to understand if you're nervous.

By the way... When this person wakes up, will he think about what happened last night and then be distraught and kill him?

Probably not, anyway, Prince Changqin has a high fever and can't kill him, Ling Duan spread his hands in his heart as he thought about it, hehe, as a patient, at least he, a lively person, can run faster.

"Cough cough, give me saliva, if I don't drink water, I'll be fine."

Stretching out his hand from under the quilt, Prince Changqin didn't feel at all that the bruises on it were anything to be ashamed of, but instead saw the bruised place, which made the mausoleum a bit awkward.

"Oh, good." Ling Duan quickly put down the bowl in his hand and reached out to help him, but was brushed away by Prince Changqin, and coughed again, "Let me drink some water."

You have to get up to drink water too!

Ling Duan paused, his mouth twitched and he stretched out his hand to half hug him and leaned against the bedpost, "Wait here, I'll get you some water, and if you're really thirsty, drink some porridge."

There was no water in the teapot, but Ling Duan didn't dare to give him overnight water. Fortunately, there was still hot water in the pot, so Ling Duan went to the kitchen with the teapot.

Prince Changqin looked at his back, then at the unattractive rice porridge beside him, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

This was the first time that when someone found out that he was not the original person, he didn't look at him with fear or disgust, just so calmly, as if nothing happened.

This feeling is surprisingly good.

Of course, Ling Duan didn't know what he was thinking. He came in with tea, Ling Duan tested the temperature with his hands, and took out the small wooden spoon from the porridge with a corner of his mouth, "Hey, drink slowly with a spoon Well, it's hot."

Can it not be hot? This is freshly boiled water!

"Thank you." Prince Changqin took it with a smile, and took a sip of water with a small spoon. He was obviously a big, big, and thick guy, but his movements were not good enough.

This is the product of thousands of years of precipitation. It has been carved into the depths of his soul when he was still the prince Changqin.

That's why the group of people recognized that Prince Changqin was not the original person so quickly, because the temperament was too different, and if Lingduan had never met Ouyang Shaogong, it might be the same.

"I said, why don't you drink it, the porridge is going to be cold." Seeing Prince Changqin drinking half a cup of tea in one gulp, Ling Duan opened his mouth quickly and reached out to grab the teacup in his hand.

After a while, he will be full after drinking water, isn't the porridge he worked so hard to make a waste!

You can drink tea at any time, eat the porridge first!It was the first time in his life that Senior Brother Ling Er was cooking for others. This feeling was different from when he was kicked out of Tianyong City.

The craftsmanship seems to have disappeared.

_(:зゝ∠)_When he was still in Lingduan, he could cook and cook everything!How come I can't do anything with a different body? It's terrible, and I have to learn the craft all over again!

For this matter, Ling Duan actually refused.

You must know that in order to learn how to cook, he was hungry for half a year before he could learn this skill!Not long after I learned it, I was sent here by Ouyang Shaogong.

Thinking about it makes me feel like gnashing my teeth!

This damned Ouyang Shaogong!

Seeing Prince Changqin taking a sip from the porridge bowl, he raised his head and looked at him in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that the porridge was so unpalatable, Ling Duan wanted to kill him.

If it weren't for you in 300 years, would I make the most unpalatable food now? !

Will it? !

His face was a little stiff, Prince Changqin finished the porridge obediently, no matter how unpalatable it was, he didn't show it, secretly guessing that Ling Duancai must have been a master of the family before he became Duan Xiuqing.

Although the words are a bit vulgar, but the demeanor is not the same as ordinary people, on the contrary, it is somewhat similar to the previous Duan Xiuqing.

This is a misunderstanding of Ling Duan. No matter what, he was trained in Tianyong City by the chief disciple. Huahe was unreliable against Baili Tusu, but in terms of talent, Lingduan was pretty good.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to be selected as the head disciple.

To say that the head master has only two disciples, one is his daughter Fuqu, and the other is Lingduan.

It is enough to see the peak of his spiritual roots.

Ling Duan sighed, and closed his eyes slightly. Unfortunately, he didn't think about it at the last moment. Not to mention being demonized, his spiritual root was destroyed by the way... Wait a minute!

The man who closed his eyes and sighed suddenly stood up, ignoring the suspicious look cast by Prince Changqin, he quickly tapped several parts of his body, trying to feel the aura of the world.

Surprisingly, he can feel it!

It was disappointing that he couldn't absorb it.

When he was kicked out of Tianyong City, Ling Duan was 22 years old. When he met Ouyang Shaogong, he was 23 years old. Until he was photographed by Ouyang Shaogong 300 years ago, he had never passed the 24-year-old mark.

However, Duan Xiuqing is already 25 years old.

Not to mention being two years older, the spiritual root has also changed from a single spiritual root to a five-lingual root. Lingduan has the urge to vomit blood every minute and want to kill someone. If he didn't remember that the current prince Changqin is not the one who kills a thousand swords Ouyang Shaogong, he rushed to the kitchen to carry out the unfinished business last night!

Damn Ouyang Shaogong!

Meeting you at Lingduan in this life is a dead end!I was kicked out of Tianyong City, and I was caught up by you and sent to this shitty place!Did you come here specifically to overcome Lao Tzu?

Fortunately, some sects need not only spiritual roots, but also swordsmanship and wisdom roots. Unfortunately, his wisdom roots are not bad.

Yes, even though Prince Changqin had said that his soul was unstable and he would be easily recognized by others when he went to Mount Shu, but Lingduan still wanted to go to the world of comprehension. He didn't want to, and gave up lightly when he still had the chance.

Only those who have stepped into that threshold will know how honorable it is to be a mortal, and what is even more unwilling to give up is the heart of longevity.

...It's a pity, it's all that damned Ouyang Shaogong!

Ling Duan was indignant for a while, before he sighed, and suddenly remembered that it was 300 years ago, when Tianyong City was still a small school of Qi training!

His eyes lit up, everyone said Ziyin is the No. 1 imperial sword in the world, but 300 years ago, Ziyin was just a sword fairy, but he hadn't entered Tianyong City yet!

Thinking of this, just as Ling Duan was about to speak, he heard a doubtful voice: "Xiao Duan, what's wrong with you? Stand up suddenly, did you think of something or something happened?"

"No, it's nothing." Ling Duan said, waving his hand, his first reaction was that he didn't want to tell him what he was thinking, because in his knowledge, Prince Changqin would not agree to him to cultivate immortality.

"Oh, that's right." Prince Changqin is so shrewd, how can he not see that he doesn't want to be known by himself, but he didn't show it, but nodded to Ling Duan, slightly With a smile: "Xiao Duan, can I have another bowl?"

Of course this little thing is fine.

Ling Duan had already decided to abandon Prince Changqin and go to Tianyong City, so he immediately reached out to take his bowl and chopsticks, turned around and went to the kitchen to serve him another bowl of porridge, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you. "

"I know." Prince Changqin nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he smiled softly, and then lowered his head to drink the porridge.

The moment his eyelids drooped, Ling Duan heaved a sigh of relief.

Although it was unkind to do so, he had to do it. If he was dead 300 years later, then Ling Duan hoped that he would still have a chance to find Ouyang Shaogong to kill him.

As long as he endured not appearing before he was killed by Ouyang Shaogong, and after he killed himself...he could kill Ouyang Shaogong!

For the road of cultivating immortals, Ling Duan never considered himself a weak person, but he spent his whole life on targeting Baili Tusu, so his magic power was not deep, his ability was insufficient, and everyone's hearts were not even on him.

From ability to heart, he lost to Baili Tusu, to that monster!

Why!

Ling Duan is not dissatisfied, but fate is such a fucking thing, no matter how he refuses to accept, he will lose to Baili Tusu, whether it is Zhutianyong or Feilinggen, this is fate.

But the last thing Lingduan wants to admit in his life is this fate!

"You just woke up, you can't sleep anymore, get up and walk." Ling Duan glanced at Prince Changqin, and said, he was also thinking, how can he let Prince Changqin go to Tianyong City without noticing on it.

He has been at odds with Tianyong City in his life!

"Okay." Prince Changqin felt a little sore all over, but Ling Duan asked him to get up and walk, of course he would not refuse, but this person is not very good at hiding his thoughts!

That expression of impatiently wanting to escape really makes people want to hold him by his side with a pill, so that he can't move anymore!

The two were preoccupied with their own affairs, but they walked towards the door at the same time.

According to Ling Duan, he wanted Prince Changqin to get up and walk around, to clear his shins. He was originally a hunter, a runner in the mountains, and his physical fitness was very good. If it wasn't for last night...

Also won't be sick anymore.

He wanted to wait until Prince Changqin's health recovered before leaving. It's not that he didn't plan to take Prince Changqin with him, but... this person probably wouldn't agree to go with him, and he might even stop him from going!