“The base coat must be worn.

The disciple is a serious person and reads the Spring and Autumn Period.”

Ling Qingchen was afraid of being misunderstood, so he quickly spoke up and clarified.

Although Ling Qingchen really wants to see Ning Qingxue not wearing it, she must wear it now.

I'm going out later, how can I do without wearing a base coat?

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Are you still studying Spring and Autumn?

Don't laugh to death, okay?

"Then think about it again, what else can I give to you Xiaochen."

Ning Qingxue touched her chin and began to meditate with a serious look on her face.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"No, no, enough, haha!

Master, let’s go to the main square quickly?”

Ling Qingchen was afraid that Ning Qingxue would think about it again and would create a magic weapon for her underwear.

That's really terrible.

"Okay, it probably won't be a big problem.

Our Qingyun Sect is a famous sect at least, so there should be no one who practices evil skills."

Ning Qingxue nodded gently and said.

People who practice evil skills are very strong.

But relatively speaking, there are gains and losses, and while gaining strong strength, it is also possible.

It will gradually lose human nature and one's own consciousness and become a ruthless machine.

Qingyun Sect Plaza

At this time, there were already crowds of people on the square, and people were everywhere.

From above the flying sword and looking down, there are dense pieces.

Let patients with intensive phobia have great psychological shadows when they look at it.

As the final battle of the competition.

This battle naturally attracted much attention.

"Remember, you must be ruthless and never show mercy.

Be kind to your enemies is cruel to yourself.”

Standing on the flying sword, Ning Qingxue did not forget to remind Ling Qingchen.

She was worried that she was not ruthless.

The result she hopes most is to fight each other and become enemies.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This... When did my master become so cruel?

Obviously, the previous games were all fine?

"Try your disciples, try your best."

Ling Qingchen nodded helplessly and said.

"You can't try your best, you need to be sure.

You say it again.”

Ning Qingxue spoke and pointed at the right path.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

My master, do you have a grudge against Lan Yuwei?

Why do you feel like you are maliciously targeting?

"The disciple must be sure, the disciple must be sure."

Ling Qingchen spoke helplessly.

“It’s almost the same.”

Ning Qingxue nodded with satisfaction.

"Next, please invite the contestants on both sides to the stage."

Ye Xingjian stepped on a flying sword, with his hands on his back, floating on the ring, and spoke softly.

As the final battle of this competition, he will be the referee this time.

Although his strength is far less powerful than Ning Qingxue.

But, he is the head of the sect.

There is no problem with hosting the final battle.

"I really didn't expect that Qingchen Peak was able to fight all the way to the end.

Standing on the arena of the final battle, fighting for the throne of the first place in the competition."

"you do not say!

Who would have thought of this? The useless material passed down by word of mouth has never been eliminated.

This luck is so good, dog luck is all dog luck.

But even if it’s dog luck, this time, Qingchen Peak’s waste material has been certifying himself.”

"It's also a very good result to be able to win second place in the big competition!

It’s time for Qingchen Peak to be content with the waste!”

Ling Qingchen: "????"

Are you determined to treat it differently?

If someone else wins the game, that's the strength.

If I win the game, is it just dog luck?

Moreover, I have reached the final battle of the competition. What's wrong with you calling me a waste of Qingchen Peak?

I am Qingyun Sword God, Qingyun Sword God!

"Qingchen Peak, Qingyun Sword God Ling Qingchen."

Ling Qingchen stood calmly, and the Taoist rhyme flowed in his eyes, mysterious and extraordinary.

The expression was calm and gentle.

The whole person stood proudly, like a sharp sword rising into the sky, full of sharpness.

The snow-white and slender hands seemed to be born specifically for holding a sword.

Lively, contemporary sword immortal style.

"What kind of waste from Qingchen Peak? Nonsense!

My Senior Brother Qingchen, in the future, is an existence destined to stand on the top of the sword path."

"The reincarnation of the sword immortal, the innate sword body, the Qingyun Sword God, this is our senior brother Qingchen!"

"Protect the best Qingchen in the world! Lovechen gathers!"

"Don't worry about Chen Bao, Mom will always be with you!"

"My heart is facing the dust and will never be separated!"

"The meteor crosses the night sky, and the dust treasure is in my heart!"

Listening to a bunch of fanatical slogans under the ring, a deep sense of doubt flashed through Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

Is this...becoming an idol in the world of cultivation?

Fan circle culture can also be popular in the world of cultivation?

But...what the hell is this Ai Chen?

I can’t sing and dance rap basketball, why do I have to make Ai Chen come out?

"Yuchan Peak Lan Yuwei."

A woman with iceberg special effects and exudes a temperament that is not close to a strange person, just like an iceberg snow lotus.
To be continued...