Ye Wenqiu and Yang Yuanqing were both bigwigs in the cultivation world. When the two of them started, they immediately fled away in the darkness of the sky and the birds and beasts. With a wave of Ye Daxian'er's long sword, the two hills of Dingkun Sect were razed to the ground; with a spear, Yang Sect Master Yin, and Wen Qiong's favorite palace flew into the sky.

Within a few breaths, the Dingkun Sect, which was beautiful and beautiful, had a lot of ruins. But Wen Qiong felt so distressed that she wanted to rush forward with a bamboo knife, but before she could do anything, Shang Zhengqing stopped her.

Wen Qiong looked at Shang Zhengqing with a confused look on his face: "What are you doing?! Let go!"

Shang Zhengqing smiled and held the abacus: "Master, don't worry, let them fight for a while." Wen Qiong:???

Shang Zhengqing started to dial the abacus, and the abacus beads were beaten by him: "I wanted to renovate the palaces on these two hills, but some time ago, the senior brother had more money. You just let them have two dozen. When they finished playing, I will send the price to Shenxu Palace and Zhenhuang Mountain. The spirit stones we built the palace will come out..."

Wen Qiong was covered in black lines, and she said faintly: "Zhengqing, you are such a leader." Shang Zhengqing was not ashamed of it. He said proudly: "That is, if Master had the cleverness of me back then, our Dingkun Sect would not have built the first one three thousand years after the establishment of a sect... Well... Master, why are you beating me?"

Shang Zhengqing touched the back of his head aggrievedly: "If you continue to hit, you will be stupid..." Wen Qiong snorted: "It's okay to be stupid, so you can save your mind from thinking about evil ways."

Shang Zhengqing was about to argue with Wen Qiong, but he wanted to tell Wen Qiong that this was not a wrong way but a way to make money. However, when he saw the spirit that was galloping towards him, he shut up. When the demon god and the others came, there was no place for him to speak here.

Du Heng held a plate of cakes in his hand, and he enthusiastically handed them to his senior brothers: "Zhao Zao Zao Zao, will you have some breakfast for your master?"

Xiaoxiao raised the clay pot in his hand: "There are also soy milk made from Du Hengheng here. I have the best appetite to eat while watching the show."

Wen Qiong was so depressed that she didn't want to talk anymore. Two men fought for her, demolished her palace and destroyed her mountaintops. And the people around her were watching the show? Well, if she wasn't involved, she would want to watch the show now.

Feng Gui looked at the two men who were fighting with his hands in full swing. He said to Xuan Yu: "It's better to have a barrier, don't harm the innocent."

Xuan Yu was also thinking that, and saw the green spiritual light flashing in Longjun's hand. A barrier with a diameter of 100 feet quickly rose with Ye Wenqiu and others as the center. The unrelated people in the barrier were bounced open. As soon as the barrier was built, the powerful spiritual energy collided strongly on the barrier and made a huge roar.

The hand-catch cake made by Du Heng was so fragrant. Wen Qiong was already full of anger. After smelling the fragrance, she took a cake from the plate.

Xiaoxiao pointed at the side: "Qiongqiong, you should put lettuce and eggs in it and sprinkle some sweet noodles sauce. It tastes better if you roll it in one roll."

Wen Qiong...the anger miraculously disappeared.

Du Heng rolled a hand-catcher cake to Wen Qiong and handed it to her: "Don't be angry, Master, if they want to fight, let them fight."

Wen Qiong sighed, "Master, you don't know. If they were injured and disabled in my Dingkun Sect, the people from Shenxu Palace and Zhenhuangshan might be able to arrange me. Last time I couldn't help but slap Yang Yuanqing, and the monks in Zhenhuangshan had already had their opinions."

Jing Nan chuckled: "It turns out that Xiao Qiong is still afraid that someone will arrange it? I think you are focused on Taoism without distractions."

Wen Qiong bit the cake hard: "God of Fox, you are joking. Although I am not a disaster, I can't let others put the shit basin on my head. Well... Master's cake is quite delicious."

Du Heng asked with a smile: "By the way, Master, can I ask, do you really don't like these two people at all?"

Wen Qiong's hand shook, and she said honestly: "If you are a friend, I admire them very much. But if they want to be my Taoist couple, as soon as I think of this, my hair will stand up all over my body."

Du Heng said in the gossip: "Master, can you tell me what kind of Taoist couple do you like? It doesn't matter whether men or women."

Wen Qiong said regretfully: "If the skirt can transform, I am willing to fall in love with the skirt until the end of the day." It's over, Wen Qiong has no idea of ​​a Taoist couple in his heart.

Xuan Yu said slowly: "Even if the skirt can transform, there will be people like it, right? What kind of personality do you want it to have?" Wen Qiong hummed: "People are good and less considerate and gentle."

Du Heng said in a slutty voice: "Isn't this what the eldest brother is like?" The eldest brother Wen Runruyu is doing things safely. He always handles Wen Qiong's troubles, but he doesn't see him causing trouble for Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong nodded subconsciously: "Yes." Then she reacted again: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm his master."

Xuan Yu pointed to Du Heng: "He used to be the adoptive father of the three of us, and now he is my Taoist partner." Feng Gui said: "It is not uncommon for masters and apprentices to be together in the cultivation world. If you and Qi Yushu really have that fate, we will also bless you."

Wen Qiong looked around in a panic. She thought Qi Yushu had heard this, but she looked around but didn't see him. However, Shang Zhengqing and the others heard the words just now. Shang Zhengqing asked with a smile: "Master is looking for the eldest brother? I just saw that the eldest brother went to his cave in a daze, as if he was stimulated. Master, should he go and see him?"

Wen Qiong rolled his eyes: "Watch them fighting well. These two are the top people in the cultivation world. If they can comprehend their moves, it will also be helpful to your cultivation."

He Jianing laughed, and she poked Liu Yuanyuan on the side gently: "Senior sister, our master is shy."

The victory and defeat were quickly decided in the barrier. Ye Wenqiu is worthy of being a fighter among sword cultivators. After a while, he pressed Master Yang to the ground and rubbed him. Yang Yuanqing was so angry that he died of anger. He blushed and struggled, "Even if you beat me, Master Wen will not fall in love with you!"

Ye Wenqiu pondered for a moment, and a flash of pain appeared on his calm face. When young and young, he hurt Wen Qiong with rash words. How should he remedy it now to make Wen Qiong accept him?

After the two fought, Dingkun Sect lost two hills, and Ye Wenqiu and Yang Yuanqing were injured to varying degrees. Because Jing Nan was present, the Fox God waved his hand and dragged the two to their hills for treatment. Shang Zhengqing followed behind and smiled, saying that he would send the bill to Shenxu Palace and Zhenhuang Mountain soon.

This battle looked like Dingkun Sect won a great victory, but Wen Qiong's heart of Tao fluctuated. She locked herself in the practice field of Dingkun Sect. Judging from this situation, she would not come out today.

As dusk fell, Du Heng and Xuan Yu walked around the mountain road, Xiaoxiao and Xiao Feather became their true form and jumped in front of them. Du Heng looked at the two hills that were cut off by Ye Wenqiu in the morning. With the efforts of the monks, the two hills stood up again. However, the palace on the mountain needs to be rebuilt and it may take several days to recover.

Xiaoxiao found a tree full of yellow fruits on the side of the road. He and Xiaofei picked a few of them and were eating them now. The fruits were sour, and the two were slightly sour. On the quiet road, they could only hear Du Heng and the footsteps and Xiaoxiao and the sound of their spitting.

Du Heng sighed, "Feeling is the most harsh thing." Fortunately, he was stupid and could meet Xuan Yuhe who was wholeheartedly considerate of him. If he had also been involved in the love affair like Wen Qiong, he might have been unable to get around it.

Xuan Yu smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much. It's not easy to practice to their level. Feelings are just icing on the cake for them. They will never torture themselves for the sake of the love between men and women."

Unless the relationship has become obsessed with them, it seems that, except for Qi Yushu who has been looking forward to Wen Qiong for a long time, Yang Yuanqing and Ye Wenqiu both have a temporary idea.

"I am considered a fool and have a good fortune." He felt a little sympathetic to Wen Qiong, "I don't know how my master is feeling right now."

Wen Qiong was in a bad mood. She smashed the puppet doll who was training in the practice field. At this time, sitting in the practice field full of ruins, Wen Qiong hugged her sword in a heavy mood.

There was a regular knock on the door outside the barrier. After three loud noises, Wen Qiong did not get up. However, the people outside the door were still knocking persistently, as if Wen Qiong didn't open the door, he would knock until the end of the day.

Wen Qiong covered her face, and she could tell who it was when she heard the sound. Except for her eldest disciple Qi Yushu, no one had the courage to get into trouble when she was in a bad mood. Wen Qiong waved her hand and she complained: "It's just that she was too indulging you at that time."

After the barrier opened, the door opened in response. Qi Yushu entered the door with clean clothes in his hand. As soon as he entered the door, he called out gently: "Master."

Wen Qiong was still holding the sword, and she said depressedly: "What's wrong?" Qi Yushu said: "I went to Suyifang and bought the latest skirt for my master. Do you still like it?"

When Wen Qiong heard that she was wearing a skirt, her eyes were bright. She stood up and looked at the pink skirt in Qi Yushu's hand. The skirt was gorgeous but not vulgar, elegant but not charming, and Wen Qiong fell in love with it at a glance. She lifted the skirt and gestured it on her body. The skirt was shining with inspiration and emitted a familiar fragrance. Wen Qiong raised her thumbs up with satisfaction: "Good look!"

It is worthy of being the most considerate apprentice's skirt, and every detail hit Wen Qiong's heart. At that moment, Sect Master Wen's troubles were halfway through. If Qi Yushu hadn't been present, she would have changed the skirt now.

Wen Qiong was so happy: "Thank you Yushu, I'm so concerned."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yushu lifted his robe and knelt straight down. Wen Qiong was startled: "What's wrong? Get up and talk. Is it too much money to buy a skirt? It's okay, just take the money from the warehouse."

Wen Qiong was careless. She never cared about the sect’s accounts. She always gave the accounting matter to Qi Yushu. The money she bought for skirts was taken from the sect’s accounts. Of course, the money she deducted from the head of the sect’s monthly profit.

Qi Yushu knelt respectfully on the ground, his eyes were slightly red: "Master, I can't buy a skirt for you in the future."

Wen Qiongra had a bad idea in his heart: "...Is our sect going bankrupt because I bought a skirt?"

Qi Yushu shook his head with red eyes: "No, it's a disciple. I don't want to be in Dingkun Sect anymore."

Wen Qiong's spiritual energy surged. She took a deep breath and suppressed her crazy spiritual energy: "Tell me, which sect is poaching?" She didn't beat the sect leader of that sect so that his ancestor would not recognize him, so his surname would not be Wen.

Qi Yushu shook his head in pain, and he looked at Wen Qiong's eyes with deep affection, pain, and admiration that could not be resolved. Qi Yushu said: "Disciple heard Long Jun and the others mention a few words today. After I went back, I thought for a long time, and finally I found that I really couldn't deceive myself. Master, I admire you."

Wen Qiong took a breath of air conditioning, and she reached out to Qi Yushu and said, "Wait a minute, I'll find a place to sit down first." The amount of information was too large, and Wen Qiong was shocked. She wanted to find a place to lean on her so that she would not fall down after a while of shock.

Qi Yushu took a deep breath: "I joined Dingkun Sect that day because I admired Master. At that time, I thought that as long as my disciple worked hard enough, I could become a cultivator who could compete with Master. However, no matter how my disciple chased me, Master was like an unsurpassable mountain, which made my disciple dare to look far away but not approach. So my disciple hid all his thoughts and only wanted to serve you. But now, I can't do this."

Qi Yushu said in pain: "When I think of Master having a Taoist partner in the future, I am so jealous that I am crazy. I can't stand being with Master and Elder Ye and the others. When I think of this, my disciples are in pain and unable to fall asleep."

Qi Yushu's eyes were red: "Master, I'm sorry. As your disciple, I know very well that my energy should be focused on practice. You often educate us that there is no shortcut to practice. You need to do your best to not slack off. However, I am still distracted. Don't you often ask me, why can't move in the early stage of the Nascent Soul? Is there something I can't think about. It's Master who can't think about it."

Qi Yushu said dryly: "I know that Master is dedicated to the Tao and never thinks about men and women. But the more you are like this, the more painful I am. The nobler you are, the more despicable I am. As a disciple, I have fantasies about my Master. As long as I think of this, I wish I could kill you. However, I still have humble hope in my heart. I hope I can stand by your side, even if I can look at you more, I will be willing."
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