Yao Yao stayed in the yard to collect the things brought by Tang’s father and Tang’s mother.
Tang Ling followed him out alone.
Not long after leaving, I felt that I had underestimated the influence of the handsome guy.
When Song Nan walks on the road, it is a beautiful scenery. Wherever he goes, everyone’s eyes follow him.
It made her feel like a fox pretending to be a tiger, and she felt like she had a beautiful best friend by her side when she was in school.
But in fact, she never plays with handsome boys and beautiful girls because they are too dazzling.
Dazzling will attract attention. She really doesn't like to be seen by many people.
Every time when there are many people, I feel uncomfortable all over and want to crawl into the cracks in the ground.
But things in the world often backfire.
Not far away, a group of joking girls were approaching.
The girls were fat and thin, and dressed youthfully and beautifully. They were also stunned by the disciples beside the road.
Tang Ling subconsciously slowed down, trying to keep a certain distance from Song Nan.
In this way, young and beautiful girls will not misunderstand their relationship with Song Nan, and should attract less attention.
Well, she is a low-key person and doesn't like to show off.
Song Nan was about to walk forward without looking away, but found that the person next to him disappeared as he walked.
Just when the girls looked at him in amazement, he stopped, turned around and looked at Tang Ling, who was three steps away from him, looking at flowers and grass but not looking at him, with a slight frown on his long eyebrows.
"What are you doing?"
The girls obviously slowed down and looked over with shining eyes.
Tang Ling felt like she was going crazy.
Can you pretend not to hear?
Is it possible?
It definitely won’t work.
Because Song Nan spoke next, he simply repeated it, but successfully attracted everyone's attention to her.
"Tang Ling, what are you doing?"
Like a turtle, walking slowly.
Tang Ling had no choice but to walk over to meet the burning eyes of the girls, and said bravely, "I have been lying down for a month, and my limbs have deteriorated a bit."
Song Nan was speechless for a long time, then said in a mocking tone, "You want me to carry you?"
"No no no no!"
Tang Ling noticed that the gazes of the women were about to turn into reality and pierce her. She hurriedly looked at Song Nan waving her hands, and saw the cold look on his face, realizing that he was just talking.
"This is...Senior Brother Song Nansong?"
The woman in white who was the leader of the group of women suddenly stepped forward and spoke.
She was wearing a snow-white silk dress. She was tall and fifteen or sixteen years old. She had her black hair tied to the side of her neck and a silver hairpin in her hair.
Standing in front of Song Nan in black, one black and one white, they match each other very well.
Song Nan glanced at her and nodded with an extremely cold attitude.
He actually refused to even say a word.
Faced with such a ghostly look on the little lady who I felt pity for, Tang Ling regained her balance.
At the same time, I also feel a sense of admiration.
Daqing, this guy is not cultivating immortality, he is cultivating the path of ruthlessness!
"Qingcheng, how do you know this is Senior Brother Song?"
The women followed up, called Senior Brother Song, and then looked at Song Nan with shy and timid eyes.
"There is a talented monk named Song Nan from the Lingxian Sect. He has heard about it for a long time since Qingcheng. He just saw a young man from a distance who had an outstanding appearance and extraordinary aura. Looking at his age and where he was, he made a guess. Unexpectedly, he actually
You were right."
When it comes to "being confused", the woman in white shows a playful look on her face and looks at Song Nan with clear and bright eyes.
"The little girl's surname is Fu and her name is Qingcheng. If my senior brother doesn't mind, you can call me Qingcheng."
"I have never seen Qingcheng look like this. Have you wanted to see Senior Brother Song for a long time?"
"I'm afraid I've seen the portrait a long time ago!"
"That's not possible, senior brother, my name is Pu Ying. If you don't mind, senior brother, you can call me Yingying!"
"Wow! Don't be ashamed! Why did you tell your senior brother your family's nickname?"
Tang Ling didn't have time to hear Song Nan's response. She only felt the fragrance on her face, and in the blink of an eye she was squeezed out by a group of girls who gathered around her.
The girls surrounded Song Nan, chattering to each other like sparrows, while Tang Ling looked on with his mouth agape.
Good guy, is this the reserve of ancient people?
Just as she was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to leave, a voice as cold as ice jade stood out from the crowd of women.
"Tang Ling!"
Tang Ling instantly froze his moving limbs.
Only then did the girls notice Tang Ling, who was squeezed out of the circle.
I saw her wearing a red dress, her hair covered with green hair, tied high with a red hairband, revealing her fair and plump forehead, her eyebrows flying, her face like a hibiscus, and her heroic appearance.
The eyes towards Tang Ling gradually became unkind, and the girls secretly looked at him calmly.
Tang Ling's heart is not as bright and open as her appearance.
If it were the former Miss Tang, she would definitely stare back at them one by one without showing any signs of weakness.
Tang Ling just lowered her head silently in the eyes of everyone, walked through the crowd and walked to Song Nan, her head lowered like a little daughter-in-law, "Brother, let's go quickly."
Seeing her acting like this, Song Nan felt dumbfounded.
In the previous life, Tang Ling was like a defensive hedgehog, pricking anyone who dared to provoke him; but now, Tang Ling was like a soft sheep, ready to be driven away and rubbed by anyone.
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However, neither hedgehogs nor sheep are suitable to survive in the world of cultivation.
Song Nan didn't say anything, just raised his feet and moved forward.
Tang Ling continued to follow closely like a little daughter-in-law. Someone behind her seemed to shout something, but Song Nan ignored her and Tang Ling pretended not to hear.
The neglected girls discussed Tang Ling's identity.
"It must be that Senior Sister Tang."
Fu Qingcheng looked at Tang Ling's back and said calmly.
The girls finally remembered what happened at the disciple recruitment conference a month ago. This senior sister who came in through the back door had always been the talk of everyone after dinner when she first entered the Lingxian Sect.
But because the elders later issued an order strictly prohibiting discussion of the matter, and Tang Ling never showed up, the training courses were tightly scheduled. Everyone who had just arrived was working hard. No one wanted to lose to the other, and they rushed to teach the elders first.
It left a good impression, so I gradually forgot about her.
Unexpectedly, Tang Ling appeared again now.
And he was still walking with Song Nan, the genius of the Lingxian Sect.
"It's not rumored that Senior Brother Song put Junior Sister Tang through the sword——"
One girl was curious and surprised. Before she could finish speaking, she was stopped by a "boo".
"You're crazy! Don't say this nonsense. The elders said it was just a minor injury and nothing serious. We are forbidden to spread it everywhere!"
"Then the rumors that the relationship is not good are false?" Pu Ying looked at the backs of the people walking together in front of them.
I am so envious to be able to walk with the beautiful and beautiful Senior Brother Song.
"Let's go quickly, we're going to be late for class."
Fu Qingcheng's eyes had long been withdrawn and he told the girls.
"Yes, you don't dare to be late for Elder Yidao's class!"
"I am most afraid of Elder Yidao from the Shufa Sect. He looks fierce."
So he walked back to the Shufa Sect School with a lot of chatter.
Pu Ying slowed down and walked side by side with Fu Qingcheng, who was walking calmly.
"Qingcheng, what do you think?"
This princess is obviously about the same age as them, but she has a much calmer temperament. She always does things in a leisurely manner, and nothing ever makes her angry.
Compared with her, girls are all childish.
Pu Ying likes to talk to Fu Qingcheng very much. It seems that by being with her all the time, she can get close to Zhu Zhechi and become mature and calm.
Fu Qingcheng knew that she was asking about the relationship between Song Nan and Tang Ling, but she did not intend to express her opinion. Instead, she talked about another matter.
"I heard from my senior brothers that Senior Sister Tang has a D-level low-level spiritual root."
"Yes." Pu Ying said bitterly, "Obviously he is the most useless spiritual root, but he has obtained the best resources among the new disciples, becoming Elder Lu's disciple and Senior Brother Song's junior sister. It's really annoying!" p>
Fu Qingcheng chuckled and said no more.
Ahead is the entrance of Shufa Sect's school, and disciples are entering one after another.
Fu Qingcheng knew that most of these disciples were inner disciples with A- and B-level spiritual roots, and outer disciples generally would not choose the most difficult and strongest of the five sects as their major.
Because they simply can’t learn.
Of course, there are also students who overestimate their abilities, but they are immediately dwarfed by their talent. They lose their confidence and lose their confidence after being excluded.
The direction Tang Ling went to just now was to the auxiliary sect among the five sects - Dan Sect.
That is the major sect that people with lower levels will choose.
Yes, D level low spiritual root.
There is probably only one such person in the All Spirit Immortal Sect.
The trash that shouldn't be here at all will sooner or later be left far behind and invisible to her.
Since it is waste, it is better to spend more time cultivating instead of wasting your attention on it.
The road to becoming an immortal is long, and she has a way to help her eliminate some minor roles that are insignificant.