Do the best of Qingge

Chu Linge's impression of this Miss Zhai family was not good, but it was not bad either.

That day when Yan Suxin was attacking Qingwanyun in the street, the other party didn't choose to add insult to injury, which was considered pretty good.

The logic of many people showing favor to their friends is to step on the same front with them. There is nothing wrong with this idea itself. If there is a problem, it is always the person who makes trouble.

Di Hui spent 300 million spirit coins to photograph the puppet, and then gave it to Chu Linge. Although he knew she had other purposes, the latter really had to accept her love.

Not to mention too much, the etiquette of drinking a cup of tea should be thoughtful.

When it comes to entertaining, Qing Wanyun is the best candidate out there, Chu Linge thinks it's easy.

When Qing Wanyun saw the two people walking into the courtyard with different expressions, after a little thought, she understood the key points.

With a light movement of lotus steps, she had already walked in front of the two of them, and with a smile on her face, she suddenly stretched out her arm to wrap around Chu Linge's.

"You really think this is your own house. If you want to entertain distinguished guests, you have to find some good quality spiritual tea from the owner here."

Qing Wanyun's voice was already low and mellow, but at the moment it was intentionally resentful, and it sounded even more lazy.

The other two people in the field felt as if there was a small electric current between their ears, and they were pressed slowly, numb and comfortable.

Chu Linge froze half of his body, feeling the wine-like voice lingering in his ears, and did not dare to move at all.

In fact, before this, Qing Wanyun once leaned into her ear to talk, and at that time, Chu Linge didn't feel anything unusual.

But at this moment, when the other party deliberately softened his voice and pretended to be intimate, Chu Linge truly felt that the lethality of gentleness was more lethal than weapons.

Sensing the stiffness of the person beside her, Qing Wanyun felt a little embarrassed, before the blush on her neck climbed to her cheeks, she quickly let go of the other person's arm.

Qing Wanyun has already paved the steps, so there is no reason for Chu Linge not to use them.

"Then you can do whatever you want, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Throwing down these words, he quickly sprinted out, and when Zhai Hui came to his senses, there was no sign of that person in the entire courtyard.

After stomping her feet angrily, Zhai Hui turned her eyes to the person in front of her, and said with a half-smile: "Miss Qingjia, you're quick enough."

Qing Wanyun knew what she meant, so how could she follow her words, smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and stroked a strand of black hair scattered on her forehead behind her ear, and asked politely: "Miss Zhai, do you want to sit down for a while?"

"Of course, why didn't I realize that Miss Qingjia is so interesting?" Zhai Hui said, sitting leisurely on the bamboo stool next to her.

Qing Wanyun turned around and took out the charcoal stove and tea set from the house, and with a swipe of her slender hands, served tea for the other party in an orderly manner.

"This is prepared by the boy servant in the morning. The quality may not meet Miss Zhai's requirements. You have the right to taste it."

After hearing what the other party said, Zhai Hui held the cup lightly and sipped it indifferently, and praised: "That's right, what can make Miss Qingjia like it is really not Fanpin."

"Miss Zhai was joking, in this Lucheng, which one can catch your eye, which one is ordinary?" Qing Wanyun's reply was neither arrogant nor impatient.

Di Hui pushed the empty teacup aside and said with a smile, "Then I want the one in Miss Qingjia's hand, would you give it to me?"

Qing Wanyun paused for a while, then lightly parted her red lips to drink up the tea juice, narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled at the other party: "I don't want to."

......

When the two women were tasting tea and 'discussing the Tao' in the courtyard, Chu Linge had slipped to Feng Zhi's place.

After several days of preparation, Feng Zhi was about to start the fusion, and Chu Linge was not weak, so he also stayed in the secret room to help.

The two were busy in the secret room for three full days before they merged Meng Sheng's spirit body into the puppet's body.

Since the puppet itself cannot absorb energy from the outside, it can only rely on high-level beast pills or crystals to maintain the source of power.

This problem is easy to solve. Meng Sheng is an alchemist of good rank, and he will be short of gold and silver when he returns to his old profession in the future.

But right now, he still needs some time to warm up before he can fully grasp this new body.

The spirit puppet is embedded with the soul, so it can no longer be stored in the ring.

Chu Linge and Qing Wanyun had already made arrangements before, to put Meng Sheng, who was still unable to move freely, into a coffin-shaped utensil, and be transported back to Qingjia by the guards.

Huaibi is the crime, if someone knows the secret of the spirit puppet, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Coupled with Meng Sheng's identity as an alchemist, this matter must at least wait for the Qing family to have enough self-protection power before it can be known to outsiders.

Even the guards who came to transport the coffin only knew that the puppets in the coffin were auctioned by the Treasure Appreciation Conference.

Di Hui also brought his own family and horses with him. All three of them rode in front, followed by two guards who looked at each other.

The guards of the Zhai family didn't care about taking the initiative to talk to each other, but they couldn't hold back their curiosity, and after some tangling, they took the initiative to change the topic.

"Hey, Brother Lin, what is your background? I heard that at the Treasure Appreciation Conference, the head of the Yan family was beaten so badly that he vomited blood!"

The guard of Qingjia was originally too embarrassed to take the initiative to chat with the other party, but when he heard the other party's question, he answered honestly.

At the beginning, the two guards were seriously discussing Chu Linge's cultivation skills.

After getting familiar with each other, as soon as the topic changed, they began to seriously discuss the relationship between the three of them immediately.

"Quietly ask, is your miss already dating Brother Lin?"

"Hey! You can't talk nonsense like this. My lady has always been polite. By the way, it's your lady. What's going on? It looks like she's poaching a corner?"

Although the voices of the guards were low, with Chu Linge's cultivation and perception, he could still hear all the conversations clearly.

Feeling a little embarrassed, I quickly found a topic to distract my attention.

"By the way, the reward for asking Master Feng to help this time should not be a small amount. I also forgot to ask before, how did you solve this matter?" Chu Linge turned to look at Qing Wanyun.

Hearing the other party's question about this matter, Qing Wanyun didn't know how to answer for a while.

She didn't want to lie, and it wasn't convenient for her to tell the other party that she had given Feng Zhi the deeds of the two shops to get him to help.

Just as Qing Wanyun was thinking about it, Zhai Hui who was on the side took the conversation away: "Master Feng has never taken care of regular customers when he made a move."

After a short pause, she stared at Qing Wanyun's charming eyes again and said: "Sister Wanyun, if you have any difficulties, don't fight alone..."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body was lifted up by a gentle force and sent far behind him.

Qing Wanyun is also in the same situation as Zhai Hui.

Before the two of them could even recover from their astonishment, a palm with spiritual power fell from their eyes, smashing the horse they were riding on into a pile of pieces of meat.

The palm of spiritual power missed, and immediately turned into a spear of spiritual power again, sweeping towards Chu Linge.

Chu Linge never expected to encounter such an attack here.

The other party's target is himself, and he has no scruples about the safety of Zhai and Qing's two daughters. From this point of view, the other party's background is at least no less than that of the four big families in Lucheng.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Linge didn't have much information to think about.

Facing the indiscriminate killing by powerful enemies, the only thing she can do is to try to keep the three of herself safe. As for the equally innocent guards, they can only resign themselves to their fate.

Within a few breaths, the spear/spear with spiritual power was already in front of him. Chu Linge threw Qing Wanyun and Di Hui behind the guards, and immediately sacrificed the Great Sun Slaughtering Demon Fan. stop.

After a short fight, Chu Linge had already sensed the cultivation of the person who made the attack before seeing him.

Strong Nirvana Realm!

Enemies at this level are somewhat beyond what they can handle.

Thinking of this, Chu Linge quickly sent a voice transmission to the people behind him: "Everyone, disperse and escort the two ladies away. The enemy is the Nirvana powerhouse, so don't take any chances!"

The two guards are all warriors in the Mystic Profound Realm, and they may never have the chance to see a Nirvana Realm powerhouse make a move in this life.

Hearing what Chu Linge said, he immediately chose to carry out the order, and fled while protecting his young lady.

However, the sneak attackers seemed unwilling to let a fish slip through the net, and the spiritual power spears/spears fell overwhelmingly, blocking all retreats.

Several guards who ran at the front were stabbed by the spiritual spear/spear/stabbed to death before they even had time to dodge.

All of a sudden, the screaming all over the world, the bloody scene made Qing Wanyun and Zhai Hui feel sick, their legs turned into cotton, and they almost couldn't even stand still.

Seeing this situation, Chu Linge didn't dare to lure the attacker away first as he had thought before, and then flung his tail to escape.

The other party didn't even let those guards go. One can imagine that even if Chu Linge was able to find a way to escape, the rest of them might be buried here forever.

The opponent's move successfully forced her to choose to fight hard.

"Your Excellency hides his head and shows his tail like this. As a strong man in the Nirvana Realm, wouldn't you panic with embarrassment?"

As soon as Chu Linge finished speaking, there was a lazy male voice in the void: "You are still a little tender when you play aggressive games with me."

Chu Linge couldn't sense the other party's position from the source of the sound, so he could only secretly open the Dharma Eye while continuing to speak: "Since your target is me, there is no need to attack someone who has nothing to do with it!"

"Want to procrastinate? Hehe, it's useless. If those two charming ladies are really irrelevant to you, why are you being restrained by me?"

As soon as the other party's voice fell, Chu Linge stretched out both palms, and before the new round of spiritual power/spear fell, he drew Qing Wanyun and Zhai Hui closer.

As more and more guards died tragically on the spot, Chu Linge's complexion became extremely ugly.

"Listen, both of you, when you hear my voice later, you run to Master Feng's valley with all your might, don't hesitate, and don't look back, are you clear?"

After some sound transmission to the two people behind her, Chu Linge unfurled the Great Sun Demon Slayer Fan again, roaring tigers and dragons all swept across, and her eyes locked on a certain point in the void.