"Xiao Chen!"

Seeing Ling Qingchen flying backwards, Ning Qingxue suddenly felt a hint of panic flashing in her heart.

Without thinking, he ran towards the direction where Ling Qingchen was.

The eyes that looked at Ling Qingchen were filled with regret.

Why did I use these spells to compete with Ling Qingchen?

Isn't it good to knock it with a wooden sword?

"Xiaochen, Xiaochen, are you okay?

It’s all because of the fault of being a teacher.

There is no point in taking action for the teacher.”

Ning Qingxue looked guilty and said, "I was about to cry."

"Master, the disciple won."

Ling Qingchen suddenly raised his hand, pressed the wooden sword in his hand against Ning Qingxue's neck, and spoke with blood in his mouth.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

Is victory or defeat that important to you?

I'm vomiting blood, but I still have to care about winning or losing?

"It's all like this, what else do you care about winning or losing?

You win, you win!

Quickly stretch out your hand and take your pulse for you to see if you have suffered internal injuries or something.”

Ning Qingxue gave Ling Qingchen a angrily and said.

"I...I really won?"

Ling Qingchen felt a little illusory and said in disbelief.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

“Yes, you won.

It’s okay to give up for your teacher!

Give your hands quickly as your teacher.

I will give you the lower pulse."

Ning Qingxue said with a white look on Ling Qingchen.

system:"……"

I am letting you defeat your master openly.

It’s not that you are using such despicable means!

【Ding! Defeat the Master’s mission to complete!】

[Reward: God-level Body Refining Technique]

The system was frozen and there was a hint of helpless reminder, and suddenly rang in Ling Qingchen's mind.

Ling Qingchen couldn't help but feel happy.

I didn’t vomit blood in vain in this wave!

"It's okay, it's not hurting the basics.

It's just a simple minor injury.

I’ll give you a simple treatment for you, and it’s OK.”

Ning Qingxue, who had finished the diagnosis, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If this is because of my temporary negligence, I accidentally hurt Ling Qingchen.

Then she may never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

"Take off your clothes."

Ning Qingxue helped Ling Qingchen, who was lying on the ground, up and said.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

Ah this...

Isn't this good?

It's still daylight now!

"Master, this... is in broad daylight, why are you taking off your clothes?"

Ling Qingchen asked shyly.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

What are you shy about?

"Healing you!

Through clothes, the spiritual power transmission effect is not that good."

Ning Qingxue said helplessly.

"Is it just healing?"

Hearing Ning Qingxue's words, a trace of loss flashed through Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Ling Qingchen thought...

“What about that?

What else can you do?"

Ning Qingxue asked in confusion.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

What else can you do? Yes!

"It's all right.

The disciple will take off now."

Ling Qingchen quickly took off his clothes.

He fully exposed his well-proportioned figure in front of Ning Qingxue.

"Okay, Master."

Ling Qingchen spoke to Ning Qingxue.

"You...you don't have to face your teacher like this."

Looking at Ling Qingchen's perfect figure with eight-pack abs, Ning Qingxue's pretty face turned hot, as if she was having a fever.

This ignorant... has a good figure.

"Oh oh oh, OK."

Ling Qingchen nodded and quickly turned around.

Accompanied by Ning Qingxue's spiritual power.

Ling Qingchen only felt a warm current flowing through his body.

Very comfortable, like a hot spring bath.

"Master, lose more.

It feels very comfortable!”

Ling Qingchen spoke with a look of enjoyment.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

“You can’t lose more.

Your body is too weak.

I'm afraid I can't bear the spiritual power of being a teacher."

Ning Qingxue answered truthfully.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"All right!"

Ling Qingchen nodded helplessly and said.

“It’s OK.
To be continued...