It's okay, this time the senior brother took another sword.

Show its original fragile face to your junior sister.”

Ling Qingchen spoke with a calm expression.

The face is full of comfort.

Don’t panic when encountering problems and always maintain the demeanor of a general.

This is what Ling Qingchen figured out, and it is the highest skill in pretending.

Pretending to compare, you must never let others see your reality.

"This time, my senior brother will directly chop it with a sword."

Ling Qingchen tightly held the sword in his hand and chopped towards the waist of the big tree.

Luo Yu: "…"

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Don’t say you are my apprentice when you go out!

OK, such a high-ranking sword intent, you will be so low!

What is the difference between you and a woodcutter who just cuts down a tree with an axe?

Oh, they use an axe, you use a sword, right?
Chapter completed!