Changsun Fengye in the ring is like a bloodthirsty beast, his appearance is ferocious and terrifying.
At this time, he looked like a good young man in troubled times, with his white clothes as white as snow and his eyebrows as picturesque.
The temperament and temperament of the main personality and the secondary personality are completely different, two extremes of black and white. What is outrageous is that Changsun Fengye seems to be able to switch at any time, and his mind is clear and unaffected.
"Did Mr. Chen forget something?"
As he spoke, Changsun Fengye glanced at the black sword held in Chen Qingyuan's hand.
"Back to you."
Chen Qingyuan handed the black sword to Changsun Fengye with reluctant eyes.
One thing to say, this sword is indeed very good and very handy. Just now, Chen Qingyuan was thinking of using this sword as the promised spiritual treasure, but it seems that Changsun Fengye disagrees!
"This is what's promised to you."
This sword is precious and Changsun Fengye cannot give it to others. He put away the black sword and threw an ordinary Qiankun bag into Chen Qingyuan's hand.
After checking the Qiankun Bag, there were indeed tens of thousands of high-quality spiritual stones and a high-quality spiritual sword inside.
Changsun Fengye still keeps his promises and is unambiguous.
"Thank you." Chen Qingyuan smiled with satisfaction.
With these spiritual stones, I can spend some time again.
"No need to thank you." Changsun Fengye said with a smile: "When we met a few days ago, you said you don't like drinking. Now that the discussion is over, can you have some tea with me?"
"You are too dangerous. I would have disagreed before. Now, for the sake of your generosity, I will drink a few drinks with you."
Chen Qingyuan weighed the Qiankun bag in his hand and thought that there was still something cute about Changsun Fengye.
"Don't you like drinking?"
Changsun Fengye asked.
"I lied to you last time." Chen Qingyuan gave me a look: "Remember to bring some good wine to see me and leave first."
Before leaving, Chen Qingyuan bowed to the seniors of the Song family and Piaomiao Palace to show respect.
"True temperament, I like it."
Changsun Fengye looked at Chen Qingyuan's leaving figure and flapped the folding fan in his hand happily, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Song Ningyan, who happened to be sitting nearby, heard Changsun Fengye's whisper and showed a strange expression. Then, Song Ningyan thought of what Changsun Fengye had said to her before, saying that she had found her soul mate and didn't care about appearance.
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"Eh..." Song Ningyan had goosebumps all over her body.
"Well, I didn't mean that." Changsun Fengye noticed Song Ningyan's strange expression, guessed Song Ningyan's thoughts, and quickly explained: "I just appreciate having such a strong opponent."
"No need to explain to me, it has nothing to do with me."
Song Ningyan was too lazy to listen to these words and ran outside quickly.
Many young people who were closer also heard the words "I like" from Changsun Fengye. They didn't think much about it at first, but when they saw Song Ningyan's expression and thought about the rumors that Changsun Fengye was not close to women for many years, they stopped.
Can't stop thinking wildly.
Could it be that the Holy Son of Piaomiao Holy Land is as good as Longyang?
When this idea came up, many young heroes were frightened and trembled. They did not dare to look at the eldest grandson Fengye for fear of suffering disaster.
The eldest son, Fengye, stood awkwardly on the spot, looking depressed.
Soon, every corner of the Song family was discussing the battle between Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye.
After this battle, everyone understood how terrifying the strength of the two men was, and they were not comparable to ordinary geniuses.
Those young people who had suspected that Chen Qingyuan was not qualified to become the top ten of the Northern Wilderness had their faces swollen. They were glad that they did not go to Chen Qingyuan to cause trouble, otherwise they would definitely be beaten up, which would be embarrassing just thinking about it.
The friendly discussion between the two families inexplicably turned into a battle for Chen Qingyuan's fame.
In the guest hall, Chen Qingyuan was sitting in the courtyard.
"Hey!" Song Ningyan followed Chen Qingyuan all the way. She was confused and wanted to get an answer: "I didn't know you were so powerful!"
"What are you doing? Call me Senior Brother."
Chen Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and said.
"Don't scream." Song Ningyan's eyes were charming and she hummed, "This is the Song family, what can you do to me?"
"It's time for you to return to Daoyi Academy!"
There was a hint of threat in Chen Qingyuan's words.
Hearing this, Song Ningyan's smile froze.
With Chen Qingyuan's temperament, it is really possible that he would find a way to bully Song Ningyan after returning to the academy. Song Ningyan had no doubt about this.
After holding it in for a long time, Song Ningyan reluctantly shouted: "Senior brother."
"Good boy, you are so obedient."
Chen Qingyuan showed a pleased expression.
The temperament of an arrogant young lady like Song Ningyan needs to be adjusted slowly.
As long as Song Ningyan really regards Chen Qingyuan as her senior brother, Chen Qingyuan will definitely not treat her badly.
"Senior brother, how come you learned the Qiankun finger so quickly?"
Song Ningyan, as a direct disciple of Zhao Yichuan, could of course read through the top Taoist techniques of Daoyi Academy. She looked at them for a long time and studied them for a long time. Unfortunately, she couldn't even do the Condensing Fingerlight Dao Diagram, let alone
The road map is running.
"So you came here to ask for advice. Didn't Elder Zhao give you some advice?"
Chen Qingyuan asked.
"Master was busy some time ago and has no time. Moreover, Master said that there are so many Taoist techniques in the academy. If I don't have the magical power to learn by myself, then I have no chance. There is no need to force me to practice other methods."
Song Ningyan answered truthfully.
"Everything has its own destiny. Even if I tell you how to get started, it will probably be difficult for you to reach a high level. There is no need to waste time."
When it came to the issue of spiritual practice, Chen Qingyuan became serious.
"I want to try." Song Ningyan bit her red lips and whispered, "Please, senior brother."
He lowered his eyebrows and murmured, his face red.
Such an appearance makes one feel pity.
After taking a look, Chen Qingyuan coughed softly: "You have begged me. As a senior brother, of course I can't refuse."
Immediately, Chen Qingyuan took out a jade slip and handed it to Song Ningyan.
"This is?"
Song Ningyan took the jade slip and looked at it carefully with doubtful eyes.
"It contains some of my cultivation experiences, not just the Qiankun Finger, but also many Taoist techniques."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Really?" Song Ningyan's eyes shone, this is a good thing: "Thank you, senior brother."
Ever since she called Chen Qingyuan "senior brother" for the first time, Song Ningyan gradually got used to it, and now she blurts it out without feeling any awkwardness.
"I still admire your arrogant look."
Chen Qingyuan couldn't stand Song Ningyan's delicate and shy look, so she said quickly.
Tsundere, right?
After hearing this, Song Ningyan put away the jade slip and slowly raised her head. After a while, the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared, and her eyes became a little colder.
When turning around, Song Ningyan snorted: "Smelly man."
Then leave.
"..."
In the hospital, Chen Qingyuan sat in a chair and froze.
Junior sister, if we change our attitude, we will change our attitude, and we won’t give our senior brother any time to react!