Thinking about it, Qiao Jinhuan closed the door and walked to the window and performed another magic trick.
So Fangzhou was in bad luck as soon as he escaped downstairs.
He had just taken two steps when a gust of hail fell from the sky and hit him full of bumps on the head. Another gust of wind blew, mixed with rain and cold, making him shiver.
Hail in the summer?
How could Fang Zhou not know that Qiao Jinhuan was teasing him.
He even suspected that Qiao Jinhuan wanted to torture him to death under the pretext of a natural disaster.
So without caring about his injuries for the moment, he quickly got into the car and left the community as quickly as possible.
Qiao Jinhuan didn't chase him.
If you torture someone to death now, it won't be fun next time.
She tidied up for a while, had a meal, set her alarm clock, and then fell asleep.
no way.
Although she can use spiritual energy now, she cannot bring spiritual energy into her body. She is a mortal body, and if she doesn't sleep, she can only wait for sudden death.
When the sky dimmed and the alarm clock rang, Qiao Jinhuan entered the world of cultivation again.
It was also a coincidence that at this moment Yin Qingtang was receiving the message of the spiritual tablet sent by the elder.
Each sect and each sect has its own contact information. The contact information of the Holy Land is the spiritual tablet that each disciple of the Holy Land has. There are formations engraved on it, and they can communicate through spiritual power through phone calls or video calls.
Right now, Yin Qingtang is having a video conversation with the elders of the Holy Land.
Suddenly he noticed something was wrong, turned around and saw Qiao Jinhuan stretching on the bed.
He didn't think much, didn't look too much, and continued to communicate with the elders of the Holy Land, "So the Black Mist Ancestor is a demon cultivator from ten thousand years ago?"
"Yes, it is said that he had a very high level of cultivation at the beginning, and he also had a poison technique. All the cultivators in the world couldn't help him, but then he disappeared for some unknown reason. If this little secret realm is really left by him, then I'm afraid you won't be able to cope with it.
Come."
The Holy Land elder sighed, and then said "Hey" again, "Why is little friend Qiao here?"
It's not even daylight yet, right?
Qiao Jinhuan gently hugged Yin Qingtang from behind and stretched out his head from his shoulder, "Hello, Elder Xuanqing. Yesterday I..."
As she said that, she bowed her head shyly, "I was with brother Qingtang yesterday. I don't think I disturbed your business, right?"
together?
How do they go together?
Elder Xuanqing, who was quite old, was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "No, no, you guys have a good rest. I will report this to the Holy Lord, so that the Holy Lord can be happy."
A man and a woman alone or an unmarried couple, what else can they do together all night?
This is great!
Their Holy Son has finally enlightened himself!
Yin Qingtang frowned, really confused by Elder Xuanqing's words.
Why should his father be happy?
Isn’t this little secret place very unusual?
"Holy Son, when you enter the secret realm in a few days, you must take good care of Miss Jinhuan." Elder Xuanqing warned in a serious tone, "Also, you and Miss Jinhuan are still young, so don't be too presumptuous."
What on earth is he talking about?
Yin Qingtang's face was filled with questions.
"Thank you, elder, for reminding me. Brother Qingtang and I will pay attention to it."
Qiao Jinhuan responded shyly and whispered, "It's just that I'm a little tired. I want to take a rest first so I won't disturb the elder and brother Qingtang."
"Why are you tired?"
Wasn't he the only one who defeated Feihu yesterday?
Is he the one who is tired?
Yin Qingtang asked subconsciously.
Hearing this, Elder Xuanqing glanced at Yin Qingtang with disapproval, but he nodded very kindly and said, "Okay, okay, you go and have a rest first."
After he lost sight of Qiao Jinhuan, he frowned and said, "Holy Son, I have to talk to you about this matter. How can you bully Jinhuan?"
"Her cultivation level is not as good as yours for the time being, so you have to restrain yourself. Let's do this. Tomorrow, the disciples from the Holy Land will also arrive at the Black Mist Mountains, and Elder Xuanling will lead the team. I will ask him to give you a technique at that time. Remember
Study hard."
Yin Qingtang:???
Why did he bully Qiao Jinhuan?
What did he do?
"What technique?" Yin Qingtang asked curiously.
Elder Xuanqing smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry about it, just get it and study hard."
Is there any secret technique in their holy land that he hasn't seen yet?
Yin Qingtang thought very confused.
But Elder Xuanqing didn't give him a chance, and directly withdrew the spiritual energy, and ran to find the Holy Master, Yin Qingtang's father, with a smile, "Congratulations to the Holy Master, the Holy Son is enlightened!"
Holy Master Yin was stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic, "Is this true?"
"Seriously, I saw this with my own eyes, and Miss Qiao admitted it."
"A good thing, a good thing. Qingtang's mother is right, this man still needs a fiancée before he can be sensible. Look at Qingtang, if I hadn't taught him his skills, I would have thought that he practiced the ruthless way.
Already."
Holy Master Yin breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, he is still interested in women. He probably didn't meet the right person before, but isn't he very affectionate now?"
"The Holy Lord is right."
"Quickly, prepare some big gifts and send them to Xuantian Sect. Their sect master swordsman will give him a ninth-grade spiritual sword..."
Yunmeng Holy Land is the strongest existence among the hidden sects in the world of cultivation. It has a profound foundation, natural materials and earthly treasures, and so many elixirs and spiritual weapons that even two Xuantian Sects combined cannot compare.
Otherwise, the head of the Xuantian Sect would not have taken out Qiao Jinhuan, a nine-turn exquisite body that is rare in a thousand years, to marry Yin Qingtang.
There was a lot of excitement in the Holy Land, but Yin Qingtang was still confused and looked at Qiao Jinhuan with very doubtful eyes.
Qiao Jinhuan looked back with an innocent face, "What's wrong?"
Yin Qingtang shook his head, "Nothing. Just now Elder Xuanqing told me about the Black Mist Ancestor. He was a demon cultivator from ten thousand years ago. Not only was he highly skilled, he was also proficient in formations and elixirs.
It’s very tricky.”
"A small secret realm, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary danger."
"It doesn't matter, brother Qingtang will protect me, right?"
Qiao Jinhuan hugged Yin Qingtang's arm and shook it lightly.
"I try my best."
He was now basically convinced that Qiao Jinhuan was an extraterrestrial being. But this matter was so important that he didn't know what to do for a while.
We can only save Qiao Jinhuan's life first.
"Brother Qingtang, good morning."
"Good morning."
"Wrong~"
Qiao Jinhuan smiled and shook her head, "According to the customs of our small world, unmarried couples will have a good morning kiss when they wake up in the morning to say hello."
Is this... so open?
Yin Qingtang looked at her suspiciously, "Are you lying to me?"
"How could I lie to you with this?"
As he spoke, Qiao Jinhuan raised his neck, pursed his red lips slightly, and looked like he was ready to pick.
Yin Qingtang was immediately paralyzed.
What should he do?
After a long while, Yin Qingtang still refused, "Do as the Romans do. We don't have this rule here."
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Jinhuan immediately acted as if he had received a huge blow, holding his chest and taking several steps back, staring at him with tears in his eyes, "Does Brother Qingtang hate me so much? He didn't even give me a good morning kiss.
Ken, could it be that you don’t want to form a contract with me again?”