Chapter 216 The Death of Master
"Qin Lang Qin Lang~"
"What..."
"I like you~"
"... …”
"You...um~...what do you mean by not talking!"
"No, I just want to...uh...talk later."
...
No Qin Lang was indifferent, Qin Lang just wanted to complain about this guy, could he not confess to himself while being in the middle school...
But this is just an inner drama.
Qin Lang's body is still very honest.
......
Listening to the familiar babbling "Qin Lang Qin Lang" and the repeated "like", Qin Lang was struggling with an inexplicable sense of taboo. , repeatedly reminding myself that Nangong Zhuo is an old woman over three hundred years old.
Qin Lang originally thought that although this would offset his guilt, it also offset it too much.
After all, no matter what, Qin Lang couldn't be interested in the real old woman.
Therefore, Qin Lang simply refused to break up or establish in the end.
Isn’t it just a feeling of guilt? As long as the sin reaches its peak, it will be sacrificed.
......
"Beibei, what...can you please stop calling me Qin Lang?"
"?"
Nangong Zhuo, who was in the fog, blinked, wiped the sweat on Qin Lang's shoulder, and then panted heavily, glaring at Qin Lang with dissatisfaction:
"What are you doing? You already like that old woman who called you that before, right? If you want me to imitate her calling you "stupid pig", you will be happy, pervert."
"Harmful, no..."
Qin Lang was speechless:
"And what do you mean by that old woman? Isn't she her? Why are you bringing this up after you have merged with her... ”
"Hmph, I see everything anyway, just like when you were stepped on by her every day before, I don't know how much you enjoyed it."
"Ahem... I said it was your illusion. ..."
"You obviously put a lot of paint on her feet every day!"
"Shhh--!"
"More than you put on me!"
"That's because your feet are smaller..."
What are you talking about?
That is to say, in Tianhe Sect, if outsiders hear such words coming from a little girl in the future, who might I be regarded as...
Huh?
No.
In Dazhou, it seems that at this age, many people would have gotten married and had children.
Looking at it this way, what Qin Lang did seems to be...
It is quite in line with Zhou etiquette.
......
But having said that, it was okay not to want to. When he thought that the warm little cutie in his arms was not so taboo, Qin Lang's enthusiasm actually weakened a bit.
So, Qin Lang took the time to continue:
"Beibei, what...if you can, can you continue to call me like you did yesterday...?"
"?!"
Nangong Zhuo’s eyes froze, and immediately he didn’t know whether it was anger or shame, his cheeks turned red and bulged like a hamster:
“No!”
What did Qin Lang think of her?
The woman who was chained by him in the cave and barking at him?
"Just...shout?"
"No, no, no!"
"Just...quietly? A little bit?"
"..."
It seems that some sect leaders are toasting instead of eating, and want to drink fine wine.
Pa~!
"Qin...Qin Lang, how dare you..."
Pa~!
"Do you think I am that old woman!"
......
It is useless to say more. The little sect master's penis is almost the size of Qin Lang's palm. Qin Lang punished her at the same time , Qin Xiaolang was also punishing her.
Only at this time will the pattern on the belly that the little sect master inherited from the big sect master emerge, and start to "measure" some strange things like when healing.
So, under such circumstances, the trumpet Nangong Zhuo finally couldn't care less about his shame and shouted out the two words Qin Lang wanted to hear.
And these two words also brought Qin Lang's guilt back, and he rediscovered the feeling of taboo, and soon he was out of control.
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Of course, specifically, it is not completely out of control.
Not to mention anything else, Qin Lang, who had just completed ten courses of treatment, could not come to a single course of treatment at this moment. After the two of them simply played with one or two sticks of incense, they finally settled down together quietly. Lying in the quilt, I became warm.
“So Beibei, what happened after yesterday?”
"It's nothing, you fainted, and then I came back and asked someone to take you back to my palace in Tianhe Sect."
"Then what is your "Zhuo Xin Jue"? …”
“Don’t mention this, it’ll be annoying if you mention it.”
Speaking of this, Nangong Zhuo also frowned slightly in frustration, and subconsciously pinched it with his little hands. , but in the end he forgot that he was still restlessly playing with a certain Qin Xiaolang in his hand, causing Qin Lang to grin.
"I know you are annoyed, but don't be annoyed yet. If you are annoyed, tell me first before you are annoyed."
"Anyway, you just need to know that after the dual cultivation, my injuries have recovered, and my strength has returned to the normal level at its peak, and you...seem to have benefited a lot."
"Me? ?”
Qin Lang held his breath and closed his eyes, and then he was surprised, it was really true. The golden inner force the size of a drop of water in the Dantian is now the size of a fist.
It may not seem like much, but when Qin Lang really felt this inner power, he seemed to be standing next to an endless lake. The seemingly calm lake water contained An unfathomable and powerful force.
"Hmph, but the benefits you got have nothing to do with this double cultivation technique. They are mainly due to the master's gift..."
Qin Lang understood what Nangong Zhuo meant. He was talking about "Mu Xin Jue" restraining " The matter of "Zhuo Xin Jue".
"Well... In this way, as the junior disciple of Yaochi, you can be regarded as getting some guidance from the master."
"That's it..."
< br>Qin Lang raised his fist in the air with emotion:
"Disciple, thank you Master!"
"Don't thank me. Master is incarnation in Yuezhou. If you want to thank me, please thank me towards the east."
"Uh..."
< br>Qin Lang thought for a while and asked cautiously:
"Bei, what are you talking about, our master's [Sitting]?"
"Idiot, the master is the master of Yaochi, and he is not from the Hetian Sect. Of course, it is not the kind of sitting form of the Hehuan Sect, it is just an ordinary sitting form!"
"Oh oh."
< br>That's right. Qin Lang nodded:
"Then when will we leave Tianhe Sect?"
Nangong Zhuo'er narrowed his eyes:
"Leave?"
"Yes."
"Where to go..."
"To...Yangzhou, or the capital? Hiss...I don't know about Jin'er, Baobao and the others. Where are you now...and my senior sister.”
“I am your senior sister, and your baby is also your senior sister.”
"Uh...I mean Second Senior Sister, Mu Mu..."
"..."
"Ahem...Mu...Senior Sister."
Qin Lang felt the size to some extent The sect masters have become one. Although the little girl in front of him is still the same as before, with drooped eyelids and pursed lips when she is unhappy, Qin Lang always feels that in her seemingly petite and exquisite body, there is something like There is an invisible aura of coercion.
"Where is Senior Sister Mu now? Is she really going down to the Tianshan Mountains?"
"She would like to, but she can't. The mountain gate restriction in Tianshan was replicated by her according to Master's methods. Even she herself will never be able to get out until the time is set."
Nangong Zhuo is like this As soon as he said that, Qin Lang became even more worried:
"Then if she uses psychic skills again...it will consume her lifespan."
"What are you afraid of? That old woman won't do it anyway. Enough to live on.”
“……”
Qin Lang did not discuss this with Nangong Zhuo, but helplessly raised his forehead and wanted to ask anything else. Nangong Zhuo said directly:
"Don't worry, Mu Xuanli is staying well in Tianshan now."
"?"
"What? You don't believe that your second senior sister who loves you and loves you will abandon you? Poor child, do you think your mother doesn't want you?"
" …”
Qin Lang wanted to refute this, but was unable to do so for the moment.
This made Qin Lang himself quite surprised and surprised.
"The reason is very simple, because someone gave her a guarantee that they will take you back from my clutches."
"Who?"
"You will know then."
It was difficult for Qin Lang to pry open the door that Nangong Zhuo wanted to sell.
You could use stories to pry her open, but now...
Although she will probably pester him to tell stories every night in the future, it probably won’t work to pry her mouth open. .
It is true that Qin Lang can also use other things to pry now.
Nai He needs to recuperate his energy now, and it is really not appropriate to trouble Qin Xiaolang anymore.
However, Qin Lang was already satisfied after learning the basic information that Mu Xuanli and others were safe through Nangong Zhuo.
“Then when are we leaving?”
“We’re not leaving, we’re here.”
“Beibei…”
“Oops I know, I know! I'm so annoyed... I'm just thinking about your sweethearts, a little girl, Su Yupan, and Su Yinping from the capital... You are here to recover your energy first, and you will be there in seven days. Go.”
"Okay, okay!"
It's good to be able to walk.
However, Qin Lang, who should have been "very happy" when he heard the news, was actually just "very happy".
As for the reason, Qin Lang actually knew it.
"Beibei, Ling Yue her..."
"She is very good, you don't need to worry about her."
"..."
Okay, let's talk about it, I feel that Nangong Zhuo's little mouth is pouting higher and higher, and it will soon be able to hang an oil can Qin Lang also changed the subject in a sensible way:
"By the way, our master should be a peerless person who has participated in creation. How could she just sit down and become a human?"
"..."
The topic didn't seem to go smoothly, and Nangong Zhuo fell silent.
There was silence for a long time.
Qin Lang didn't ask any questions, and stayed silent with her until she snuggled into Qin Lang's arms, seemed to take several deep breaths, and then raised her little head, without joy or sadness. Looking at Qin Lang:
"Master, she was killed by your second senior sister, Mu Xuanli."
"Huh?"
(End of this chapter)