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Chapter 23: Don’t mess with Tang Ling

 No, no, this is a man.

"Young...it's my young master! What's wrong?"

A man was actually so good-looking. Yuan Yulang felt ashamed for being stunned just now, and unconsciously raised his voice.

There was a low commotion in the dining hall.

Just now, everyone's eyes were attracted to Yuan Yulang and Tang Ling, but they didn't notice that Song Nan walked in at some point and approached them.

The young man in black has black hair and a tall figure. He stands like an orchid tree. His exposed skin is fair and his bones are slender, which is incompatible with the noisy scene around him.

Yuan Yulang stood in front of him, a full head shorter, but his outstanding grace was not reduced at all.

One of these two people is high-profile, the other is calm and indifferent. They have completely different styles, but they have the same stunning appearance. Now they are standing together for the first time, which caused several female disciples to scream.

"Senior Brother Song is still better!"

"Our senior brother Yulang is not bad either!"

The female disciples were talking a lot.

As the woman closest to these two, Lu Ren suddenly felt a little redundant.

So she returned to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling rolled his eyes at her in disgust, while Lu Ren smiled shyly, "Your senior brother is here, looking for you?"

Tang Ling was also puzzled.

She had come to the dining hall to eat so many times, and Yuan Yulang had met her many times, but Song Nan had never met her by chance.

He doesn't seem to come to the canteen to eat often, or maybe the meal time is not consistent with hers.

Why are you here now?

"I don't think he's looking for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Nan crossing Yuan Yulang and walking straight towards him.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Everyone's eyes followed the young man's steps.

Tang Ling's little heart also kept beating "plop-plop-plop".

Not for anything else, just fear.

Brother, please don’t come close to me at this time. Don’t you feel that the eyes of those female disciples are about to cut me alive?

Unfortunately, Tang Ling's prayer never came true.

She saw the young man in black stop in front of her, raised his palm, moved his articulate fingers, and a lunch box appeared out of thin air.

It was exactly the breakfast Yao Yao prepared for her in the morning.

Just to deliver a meal?

Or a completely cold meal?

Tang Ling took it and felt the unkind looks from the women around him, and was a little speechless.

Why don't you send it early, but you choose to give it at this juncture? Tell me what kind of peace of mind this person has!

Especially that silly girl Lu Ren who was still making a fuss, "Ah, Senior Brother Song, why did you come to deliver food to Tang Ling in person?"

What kind of meal is this? This is supposed to be my meal, okay!

Tang Ling opened his mouth and was about to say something, but at this moment, a medium "hmm" sound sounded in front of him.

"..."

Is Song Nan still "huh"?

Tang Lingjue fell.

She feels that she no longer needs to hang out in the Lingxian sect - she has made enemies with all the women, she is so awesome!

Song Nan who said "Yeah" didn't realize that Tang Ling was in a worrying situation at all. He was like an ordinary senior brother who cared about his junior sister. When he personally delivered the lunch box, he happened to encounter the junior sister who was making things difficult for her, and then stepped in to resolve it.

Although this attitude is indeed not something that can be resolved by Zhengba Jing'er.

"Yuan Yulang." After delivering the lunch box, Song Nan turned to face Yuan Yulang and called his name repeatedly in a deep voice.

It was obviously a simple three words, but Yuan Yulang's heart trembled with dissatisfaction.

Strange, why do you feel like you are about to be scolded by your grandfather?

"I will pay for the losses in your courtyard a month ago. Please have less contact with Tang Ling in the future."

When Yuan Yulang heard this, his eyebrows suddenly stood up, "Do you think I thought about it? It was obviously her who came to provoke me! Besides, who cares about her compensation? Master has already fixed it for me."

"It's a big loss after repairing it." Song Nan said lightly, "I heard that there is a medicinal field of ginseng in Qingcang courtyard. It has been planted for a month but the growth has always been sluggish. If you promise not to provoke Tang Ling again, I will

I can pick it up for you."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Yuan Yulang originally wanted to refute what he said, but his heart moved, "Are you telling the truth?"

Song Nan looked at Yuan Yulang with a serious expression, "It's true."

Someone in "F3" behind him pulled Yuan Yulang's sleeve, but Yuan Yulang ignored it, "Okay, in three days, I want to see the ginseng you picked."

Song Nan said nothing, obviously acquiescing.

Then he turned around and glanced at Tang Ling, "Have you finished eating?"

Tang Ling nodded blankly.

"Come with me after you finish eating."

Then Tang Ling followed the boss in a daze and left in a swagger.

Lu Ren stood there holding the rice plate, looking at Yuan Yulang and then at the direction of Tang Ling and Song Nan. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed Tang Ling.

What she didn't notice was that somewhere not far from the dining hall, there was an extremely jealous gaze staring at her back.

"Vixies! They are all vixens!"

The owner of the gaze kept smashing the food on the rice plate with chopsticks.

"A Ying."

Fu Qingcheng sat opposite her and frowned when he saw Pu Ying's actions.

"Qingcheng, have you seen it! How could Senior Brother Song be so nice to that bitch! And that handyman disciple who appeared out of nowhere, how could she be qualified to stand beside Senior Brother Yulang?"
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Pu Ying's face turned red with anger.

"Everyone has their own abilities." Fu Qingcheng said calmly, took a chopstick of rice and brought it to his mouth, chewing it slowly and slowly, as if nothing happened in the canteen just now and he was only concentrating on enjoying himself.

Food in front of you.

"But Senior Brother Song——"

Before Pu Ying could finish her words, Fu Qingcheng placed his chopsticks on the table with a loud and clear voice, instantly interrupting her.

"I'm done eating." She stood up and looked down at Pu Ying, "You can eat slowly."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Pu Ying was left alone, in a daze facing the meal that she had messed up like a pile of dog food.

Qingcheng is... angry?

"It's all those two bitches' fault!"

She started to mess up the food again, her eyes flashing with hatred.

Yuan Yulang didn't know that one of his actions affected the emotions of many people.

At this time, his mood was a little uneven.

"Yulang, do we still have to complete the tasks we received at the Consulate Hall?"

Someone asked in "F3".

In fact, Yuan Yulang had given up on the herbal medicine in that yard long ago, but he still had to try to refine the advanced elixir, so he went to the Consul Hall, formed a group with several well-qualified disciples, and received one that he went to the Ninth Peak to collect.

The mission of herbal medicine.

There are nine peaks in the Lingxian Sect, among which the ninth peak is the most difficult to climb. There are ferocious beasts all over the period, and most of them are steep cliffs. The terrain is so steep that it is quite inconvenient even to pass with a sword or a flying magic weapon.

When some disciples were operating on the Ninth Peak, they were either bitten by ferocious beasts or fell to serious injuries due to the steep terrain, so the Lingxian Sect sealed off the Ninth Peak.

Unless a disciple voluntarily goes to the Consul Hall to receive a mission that has to be carried out at the Ninth Peak.

Because of its unique mountain topography, the Ninth Peak grows a number of rare spiritual herbs that are suitable for growing in rugged environments.

It is difficult to pick these spiritual herbs, so any picking task marked as needing to go to the Ninth Peak is not easy and the reward is very generous.

It is said that a group of handyman disciples once caught a glimpse of ginseng when they passed a cliff on the Ninth Peak on a flying carpet.

So Yuan Yulang accepted a mission to go to the Ninth Peak, but it was actually to pick ginseng.

But now...

"Since someone is giving it away for free, why take such a big risk!"

Yuan Yulang snorted coldly.

If you have that time, why not spend it more on cultivation!


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