"Can you pinch anywhere?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Bai Zitong with anticipation and asked.

Bai Zitong: "???"

This brat...I'll knock it!

This mind is a lot of bad!

"What do you think?"

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with a cold expression and asked.

There is no emotion involved in the eyes.

It was like looking at a corpse.

Ling Qingchen couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

This ignorant disciple dared to ask such questions in front of him.

I really don't take myself seriously.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

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"Master, where do you think you want your disciple to pinch Senior Zitong?

I will avenge you, my disciple."

Ling Qingchen looked upright and said with a righteous expression.

Bai Zitong: "???"

This bad boy, if he asked him to pinch it symbolically, he had already done his best.

As a result, this bad boy actually took this opportunity to borrow flowers to offer Buddha?

Damn it!

Ning Qingxue: “…”

"Just just follow what you just said and just take it all by yourself.

Don't pinch it."

Ning Qingxue said coldly.

This ignorant disciple knows to take advantage of it day by day.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Even if you don’t pinch some sensitive areas, you can pinch your face, right?

Ling Qingchen looked at Bai Zitong's face and was quite elastic.

"I've discussed things."

After being interrupted by Ling Qingchen, Ning Qingxue's original intention to cause trouble for Ling Qingchen was forgotten.

"Oh oh, the important thing is important, the important thing is important."

Hearing Ning Qingxue's words, Ling Qingchen nodded quickly and agreed.

“Aren’t you just watching the melon-eating crowds at the Xianyin Conference?

What's your business?"

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, a deep sense of confusion flashed through Ning Qingxue's eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Alas, it seems that it's time to show up!

Otherwise, if you don’t get the help of your master, you will want to successfully take away the Fuxi Qin, the magic weapon of Tianyin Sect’s Tianyin Sect.

It's probably extremely difficult.

"I heard that there is a magical artifact Fuxi Qin in this Tianyin Sect that can effectively fight against the demons.

The disciple came this time mainly for this magical artifact.”

Ling Qingchen spoke truthfully.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

"Do you want to take away other people's sect-control artifact?"

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, a trace of shock flashed in Ning Qingxue's eyes.

This ignorant disciple... actually had such a big plan!

Isn't this a bold idea?

Just open your mouth and want to use someone else’s magic weapon to control the sect?

Ling Qingchen: "..."

“It’s not to take it away.

It's borrowing, borrowing it.

The disciple is not a robber.

Will definitely return it."

Ling Qingchen said with a smirk and scratched his head.

If you are tired of using it, you will give it back to them, and there is no big problem.

The deadline is...one thousand years?

Han Yuxi: "..."

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Bai Zitong: “…”

Good guy!

Still borrowed?

This brat is quite good at speaking scenes!

"You guy, that's OK!

My ideas are even bolder than mine.

I didn't dare to think about taking away their sect-controlling artifact.

It's worthy of being you!

Your approach is really even better than our Demon Sect!

Sure enough, you righteous people have dark hearts.

It's very bad."

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Bai Zitong couldn't help but give Ling Qingchen a thumbs up and said with admiration.

Grab someone else’s magic weapon to control the sect is what the Demon Sect should do!

Sure enough, the situation of what I did before was still too small.

Not enough fun at all.

If it weren't for Ling Qingchen, Ning Qingxue would have been the master now.

She really wanted to fight Ling Qingchen over to the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect lacks talents like Ling Qingchen!

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"My heart is not black."

Ling Qingchen couldn't help but retort.

I have nothing to do with the black heart!

This female devil is slandering herself...

"Oh, I almost forgot, you guys have no heart."

Bai Zitong nodded seriously and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

God has no heart.

"Then start discussing and make plans!

This kind of thing is really too interesting.
To be continued...