Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

Say something to offend, as if Ling Qian is afraid of Zong Zhou.

Ling Qian didn't have so many twists and turns in her heart, and she had to be open and frank when dealing with this kind of love rival's statement.

He chose the Xuhua Pavilion of Taiyimen as the place for his guests.

This place is full of flowers, fragrant and fragrant, surrounded by lakes, with lotus moving in the wind and sparkling.

It is one of the places where the aura of Taiyi sect is most abundant.

Receiving distinguished guests here is to show that Taiyi Sect attaches great importance to Xianmeng.

Right now, Ling Qian was picking up a cup of spirit tea and savoring it carefully, when she felt Xie Siyuan's gaze, she politely smiled back.

"Brother Xie, why did you come here today?"

Seeing his smile, Xie Siyuan's face wavered slightly, but he was elbowed by Tan Le before he came back to his senses.

He also tasted tea like Ling Qian, and replied affectionately: "Of course it's because I miss you."

Ling Qian took a sip of tea and almost choked.

The person on the other side was fine, after saying such provocative words, he wanted to stand up and pat him on the back with a meaningless face.

Fortunately, Tan Le stopped him.

Tan Le pressed Xie Siyuan's shoulders with both hands, with an inconceivable expression, and said: "I remember that a year ago, the master rejected the marriage proposal of the young leader in person. I think, as the young leader, I came here today to deliver a message for the leader. right?"

"It doesn't matter if you refuse," Xie Siyuan pushed Tan Le's hand away with a folding fan in his hand, looked at Ling Qian with burning eyes, and said, "It's not a problem whether or not you get married as a brother and a little Qian'er childhood sweetheart."

Ling Qian was in a normal state of mind and ignored him.

Xie Siyuan suddenly rubbed his shoulder, feeling very pitiful, and said: "Xiao Qian'er's junior brother is very fierce, but it doesn't matter if brother's shoulder hurts or not."

"He didn't mean it." Ling Qian explained for Tan Le.

Xie Siyuan understood with a face, and replied in a gentle voice: "If you say no, then you are not. Brother Wei has no intention of haggling with your junior brother at all, but he has such a manual problem. If he accidentally damages the letter of Xianmeng , but it’s not good.”

If you don't care, you won't say it.

Ling Qian could see clearly, and ordered, "Tan Le back down."

"Brother." Tan Le refused.

Ling Qian patiently persuaded, "Be obedient."

After Tan Le retreated to the outside room with a full face of annoyance.

Just now Xie Siyuan took out a letter from Najie, put it on the table very politely, and gently pushed it in front of Ling Qian with two fingers.

Ling Qian read the letter carefully.

Xie Siyuan looked at him seriously.

After a while, he waved his fan again to exchange greetings with him: "Brother Wei heard that you looked bad after leaving the customs, so you hurried over here. Seeing you today, Xiaoqian'er seems to have added charm."

"Don't call me like that again." Ling Qian continued to read the letter, not even giving the person a perfunctory look, but said bluntly, "You and I are not children anymore, such a title is inappropriate."

"Brother Wei thought it would be easier to talk if we got closer before we got down to business," Xie Siyuan closed his fan, and slightly restrained his ambiguous tone, "The documents are really blunt, and Brother Wei has some heart-to-heart words, Xiaoqian'er should listen to them." That's good."

Hearing this, Ling Qian put down the letter, looked at each other politely, and waited to speak.

Xie Siyuan smiled kindly, leaned slightly towards him, and said: "You can't rely on you alone to carry this Supreme Unity Sect. I believe that you have accomplished your magical skills, but now that your Supreme Unity Sect has no elders, what's the use of being strong alone. "

"Aren't you going to retreat in this life? Or are you never going down the mountain again?"

Xie Siyuan has assisted his father in managing the Xianmeng for many years. Once he becomes serious and reasoned, his tone and eyes are very convincing.

"If it weren't for the friendship between you and me in the past, I wouldn't have visited in person," Xie Siyuan said, with a distressed expression on his face, and he sighed with hatred for iron and iron, "People who have no long-term thoughts must have near-term worries. Just imagine, Xiao Qianer, if When the Supreme Unity Sect will be in danger again, and you are in a time of calamity, not to mention that your cultivation base will be damaged, as long as you don’t take it into consideration, what should you do for this Supreme Unity Sect.”

Ling Qian looked composed, and replied calmly: "I understand."

"You don't understand," Xie Siyuan leaned back in his chair suddenly, his eyes full of sympathy, and said, "There used to be a sect in Tianming Mountain, and the situation exactly like yours happened..."

I saw Xie Siyuan raised his hand and tapped on the table.

The sound and rhythm resembled the beating of a human heart.

"The master failed to cross the tribulation, his body died and his dao disappeared, and the apprentice struggled to support him, thinking that he was indomitable, but who would have known... oh..."

Ling Qian's face gradually paled.

He often suffers from chest tightness these days, and he doesn't know if it's because the rhythm of tapping on the table has changed, or because the words of "the body dies and the way disappears" sound uncomfortable.

Suddenly his heartbeat became chaotic.

Even feeling a little nauseous.

"Are you going to say next that the sect is over, thanks to joining the Xianmeng."

These words did not come from Xie Siyuan.

The two of them looked at each other, and both turned their gazes to the outside.

I saw January, a noble man in white clothes, silver silk around his waist, and jade crown and hair, bypassing the screen and approaching slowly.

The visitor's black eyes are like a peach blossom pond in spring, clear and bright, looking forward to tenderness.

If it weren't for the sarcasm and disdain in his tone of voice, and the evil look on his brows, Ling Qian would have thought that what he saw was not a demon, but an immortal.

"Xiao Qian'er, it's so deceiving." Zong Zhou walked to Xie Siyuan's side, picked up the folding fan with the inscription "Righteousness will last forever", and fanned the wind casually.

He looked at Ling Qian imitating Xie Siyuan [-]%, and said: "Brother Wei didn't come to rescue you when you were suffering, you had to see the coldness of the world, Xiao Qian'er knew that only brother has true love and friendship."

"Where is the table knocked for my brother? It's clearly Xiaoqian'er's heart." Zongzhou slightly raised his hand, dropped the folding fan to the ground, and his eyes suddenly returned to indifference, "You are not flustered, are you very touched?" , I can’t see that this person is the same as those fake debt collectors, and they all have their eyes on you as a broken mountain.”

"You..." Your house is the top of the mountain!

Ling Qian would not be deceived by the brainwashing words of the Xianmeng.

He got up in a hurry at this moment, because Zong Zhou abandoned his fan, and grabbed Xie Siyuan's neck for nothing.

"Your Majesty, be merciful." Ling Qian persuaded.

Zong Zhou looks like a fairy today, but he can't be righteous in the slightest when he kills. He glanced coldly at the young leader of the fairy alliance in his hand, as if he wanted to peel off a layer of skin from this person.

"I want to use pupil magic to control him to compromise. Before coming, did you make a last word and tell your father to visit your grave today next year?"

Ling Qian looked at Xie Siyuan's bruised face from suffocation.

His brows became tighter and tighter, but he stopped pleading for mercy.

Seeing that Zongzhou was not satisfied, he pretended to hear the suffocating person, nodded, and said: "Oh...you said this is a common trick used by the Xianmeng. It was your father who taught you to cheat like this. You don't need to go to the grave. Your family Wherever people are, they must be reunited."

Zong Zhou focused all his attention on torturing this person.

Looking at Ling Qian's reaction, there are only him and the young alliance leader here.

……

……

Ling Qian went back to her residence, and didn't listen to Tan Le babbling behind her that she had to save someone, and as soon as she crossed the threshold, she shut Tan Le out too.

When Zong Zhou pushed the door open and came in.

Ling Qian leaned against the soft couch by the window and closed her eyes to rest without raising her eyes.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps to the side of the couch, a familiar breath approached him.

In another moment, his whole body was pressed down on the couch.

"You don't ask me to let that dog go?" Zong Zhou was quite annoyed.

Ling Qian replied very perfunctorily: "Your Majesty simply kills people. I will protect him, but Your Majesty will be angry again. Why should I do anything unnecessary?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will really kill him?" Zong Zhou clamped his chin, forcing him to look at each other.

Ling Qianyou opened her eyes leisurely, she was so exhausted that she even found it difficult to speak: "Your Majesty will not kill him, because Your Majesty knows that I cannot let him die here."

"If you don't care about things and just want to kill yourself, you won't let me take three palms that day, to prove my reputation as a righteous way, to strengthen my power and power, your lord is protecting me, I'm not stupid, I can see Gotta understand."

A faint smile floated on Zong Zhou's face.

However, Ling Qian quickly extinguished the fire of the resurgence of the old relationship: "But I still don't want my lord to intervene, I don't need you, Zong Zhou."

Ling Qian pushed away the weight on her body, sat up, and said, "I am guarding the Taiyi Sect. This is my promise to Master. I never expected your appearance."

"Without me, your Taiyi Sect would have been destroyed the day it was encircled and suppressed." There was a trace of resentment in Zong Zhou's eyes.

"Then this is fate, I accept fate, I want Taiyi to be clean," Ling Qian saw Zongzhou approaching, immediately raised his hand and grasped the other party's skirt, gently pushed it out, and said, "I don't want Master to come back At the time, the Supreme Unity Sect was no longer involved with the Demon Palace."

Zongzhou's eyes were really puzzled, and he said, "Are you willing to merge into the Immortal League, but do you also want to be dirty?"

"I never thought about joining the Immortal League. Xie Siyuan didn't use illusion on me just now. My face is ugly because..."

Ling Qian was about to explain that she was just dealing with the Immortal League, just to delay the restoration of the mountain protection formation.

But the feeling of chest tightness and nausea suddenly became stronger again.

He couldn't open his mouth because of nausea for a while, but he heard Zongzhou say with great regret: "You just simply dislike the devil cultivator, so disgusted that you don't even want to see the changes I made for you."

Ling Qian was really wronged, he saw it, from the moment Zong Zhou stepped into the Xu Hua Pavilion, wearing an intoxicating fragrance of flowers, he saw it.

He was even almost fascinated by this face with restored black pupils and the refreshing and handsome attire.

But his determination to draw a clear line remains unchanged, so he will not tell Zong Zhou the truth.

The truth is, the more he felt Zongzhou's sincerity, the more he didn't want Zongzhou to fall into his feelings for him.

If the master really didn't return, he Ling Qian couldn't let go of his master.

"Zongzhou, put me down, I really don't like you."

But he didn't want to tell Zongzhou himself if he said something against his will.

……

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That night.

Ling Qian sat at the desk, quietly looking at the unfeeling letter she wrote.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even see a big living person standing outside the window.

The visitor whispered a passage of words written by him, "Zongzhou, the farewell between you and me in the East China Sea is already a farewell. I once said that I have never been in love with you, and this thought has never changed."

"Why are you here?" Hearing the voice, Ling Qian immediately burned the letter paper with her palm.

The person who came had a smiling face, with a clear purple mark on his neck, it was Xie Siyuan who almost died at the hands of Zong Zhou during the day.

Seeing Xie Siyuan shaking a food box in front of Ling Qian's eyes, with a gentle smile, he said, "You left me to recuperate in Taiyi Gate. I was worried that you would feel guilty about my injuries, so I brought you some pastries."

Who wants to keep this person here to recover from his injuries, it is clear that this person has blackmailed him, and he refuses to leave.

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