MTL - BOSS Dresses as a Cutie-Chapter 146 Return 1

The author has something to say: I forgot to mine yesterday, reminding me that this is the last world, and I started to release myself intermittently.

1, because the period is special (six days of five-day test), you may be able to take frequent leave

2, the world wants to write something different for Qingyun, you don't expect too much

There is no time for self-cultivation. After more than ten years, the children of Baimo Zhendao as a teacher have grown into a young boy. He worshipped in Tianyuanzong, built a foundation for five years, and he had a knot for eleven years. He has surpassed the cultivation of his master Mo Zhendao. Everyone knows that Tianyuan has collected a talented seedling, and the rest of the sects are stunned. Even the holy gates are running to dig corners.

Because of the lack of spirituality in the world today, people with spiritual roots are extremely scarce, let alone such geniuses. In the past, the Holy Gate has cultivated a proud son every hundred years, but now it has been hundreds of years since the death of Devil's Head Cloud. The holy road of the Holy Gate is still the previous one, so even the Holy Gate is now facing the decline. Wind and wind.

In the back hill of Tianyuanzong, the genius disciple Yunqing’s Dongfu, a man with a black robe and a fascinating blue-violet long hair, is boring and leaning against the hole, looking out through the ban of Dongfu.

He seems to observe the disputes of several disciples in Houshan. In fact, his ears move. Obviously, his heart has always been attracted by the sound of water in Dongfu.

Qingyun’s retreat ended and he was bathing in Lingquan.

At the thought of this, the sigh of deep sighs, and the eyes flashed a pity of true feelings.

What a pity? Of course, it is a pity that he used a sword body again!

He likes to feel like a battle partner with Qingyun. He likes him to look at him with that kind of appreciation. He caress his sharp blade and takes him to the front.

This is the treatment that was not available when the original shape was used, because the five-year-old Qingyun liked to raise a variety of animals, and the younger generation of Qingyun was more interested in the cold weapons.

And he also likes the name "Ming". In his own world, although everyone called him "Edmond", but the word "meditation" represents his inseparable tie with Qingyun, so he did not want to wear it back. This sword is in it.

but……

There was a slightly louder sound of water in the room, apparently caused by a long, powerful body splashing from the bath.

The water that exudes aura will flow down from the smooth skin of Qingyun. Just thinking of this picture, I feel a burst of heat in my heart.

It is a pity that no matter how his heart is moving, the body is made of pure black iron that has been immersed in the cold pool for thousands of years.

"Oh." I was so distressed that I scratched my hair and felt that I should think of a way.

The disciples in Houshan clearly said that they were excited. The high voice could still be heard even if they didn’t need God.

"Hey, you heard that there is no, the Qinghong swords that have disappeared for nearly 10,000 years have been rebuilt. The sects who had killed the Qinghong sword and occupied their sects were killed. The rest of the disciples fled, and this is just the end. It is generally the same as the Qinghong Swords of the year." A disciple dressed as a drug boy, mysteriously said to the rest of the people.

"What do you say about this? We are not just talking about the Devil's Cloud, what is the relationship with the Qinghong Swords?"

Someone was dissatisfied with this person to interrupt the topic.

When I heard this, the drug boy came back with a spirit and smiled proudly: "You don't know it. I heard the owner say that the reason why the Qinghong swordsman was killed is that it is with the devil." related."

"When Qingyun was seriously injured by the second generation of Shengdaozi, he changed his name and changed his name to the Qinghong sword faction. And the holy road led the people to expose the identity of Qingyun, and asked the Qinghong sword to be sent to the people, who would have expected the Qinghong sword The patriarch of the faction turned his back on protecting the cloud. He did not hesitate to send the disciples to the disciples, and tried to repair the severely wounded Qingyun into the space crack. Of course, this master can be fragrant and jade..."

"Xiang Xiaoyu? You are so interesting to say this, is it not a fairy of the Qinghongjian faction?" Someone asked.

The drug boy immediately made a yearning expression: "That is really a fairy. It is called Ling Xiao Jian Xian. Although it is a woman who can burst into character and hate evil, it is the first person in the sword repair!"

"Ha ha ha, do you hate evil? How can you hate the devil's cloud?" The man shook his head after laughing. "Now the rumor that Qingyun has returned, it is estimated that he rebuilt the Qinghong sword pie? It seems that this magic Is the head still very pitiful?

These people talked happily, and a man in Dongfu really listened to his teeth.

In the past ten years, there have been three major events in the realm of cultivation. One is the reconstruction of Qianyun Valley, the other is the one who was besieging Qingyun in the past, and the third is the reconstruction of the Qinghong Swords that has disappeared for a long time.

These three major events have revealed the shadow of the devil's head cloud, as if the swaying of the swaying, this devil is back, and anyone who kills him is punished, and the person who respects him is always .

Several disciples were talking about Zhenghuan. At this time, a hole in the neighborhood opened. A middle-aged elder came out and yelled at them. "It’s not high, it’s quite courageous, so dare Talking about the devil's head, not afraid of the troubles of the Holy Gate to find you?"

Several disciples immediately frightened and banned the reverence of the elders: "See the elders."

The elders seemed to just come out and yell at them. After they finished, they went into the cave house again.

"Hey, this elder is really fierce..." These disciples began to whisper when they walked away, apparently not putting the words of the elders in their hearts.

Now that you are in a panic, will the holy gates of the whole day tremble to find their troubles? Moreover, the whole continent is now talking about Qingyun, and the Holy Gate is to manage it.

"Actually, this elder is said to be a family with Qingyun..."

The voices of several disciples slowly weakened, and in the cave house where the cicada was located, Qing Yun was also dressed in white, and his black hair came out from the inner government.

As soon as he appeared, he greeted the man’s complaint: "Do you still remember the Qinghong sword pie!"

Qingyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at it. He said: "Remember, just take the reconstruction of Qinghong Jianpai as a scorpion. What do you show with this expression?"

He said that he also smiled ridiculously: "There are many enemies in this world, but it is a lot of trouble to find a person to repay."

When I heard Qingyun’s words, the meditation immediately went over and filled the heart with a distressed heart. At the same time, it also wiped the long hair with moisture. Qingyun was provoked by the words of the man. He frowned and thought about something strange: "I really can't figure out why the Zonghong Sect of the Qing Dynasty wanted to save me, but I was afraid that I would squander my disciples, so I would dismiss everyone. ”

After all, he only hid in the Qinghong Jianpai for less than three days, and even the face of the lord did not see it. Then the protagonist brought someone to look for him. If Qing Yun did not anticipate the mistake, then it should be the voice of the people of Qinghong Jianpai.

Even if it was Qingyun’s experience of being rescued by many people, there was a doubt in his heart. He did not expect to avenge the Qinghong Swords, but only those who forced the lord to blew himself.

However, when he was pushed into the space crack to survive, Qing Yun was still very impressed. Until now, he could still think of the scene where the red woman blew herself when she was completely immersed in the space crack.

Looking at the meditation of Qingyun, sighing and screaming in the heart, the woman actually blew for Qingyun? In addition to watching him, what can be the reason!

Thinking of him, he couldn't help but mutter: "If there is no her, I will save you."

"Okay, of course I know." Looking at the man's awkward look, Qingyun didn't know where the man thought of going, he could only look at him with a smile and laugh, leaving the doubts in his heart behind him.

He did not think that the sect of the Qinghong Sword School saved him from love. The woman looked at his eyes. Although Qing Yun did not understand it, he could also faintly distinguish it from love.

But it doesn't make sense, because no one has anything to do with him except the man who now holds him.

"Right, the elder of the Qing family came out." Mind thought about it and mentioned it.

When I heard the words "Qing Jia", Qing Yun's eyes were cold and cold, and only a faint sigh, obviously did not want to talk about this topic.

The meditation is a sigh, and the person is held tighter. He licks the neck of Qi Qingyun and whispers in his ear: "Don't be like this, baby, think about it, we were not in the ancestral hall of the Qing family. Have you met?"

The meditation is an ancient sword, which has been sealed in the ancestral hall of the Qing family.

Qing Yunxiao laughed: "That is because as the eldest son of the Qing family, but until the age of five, there is no Lingen, even if I can't walk, I can only be locked in the temple. I was with me. It’s only your sword.”

His gaze quickly returned to indifference, and the matter between the family and him had already been settled before he crossed. The man who was his father had already passed away for a long time, and Qingyun could not complain about him. Also can't talk about hate.

Looking at the indifference in the eyes of Qingyun, it is even more distressed.

Qingyun is different from him. In his world, he is an emperor who is loved by thousands of people. In this world, Qingyun was born to raise his family and even the whole world to exclude and fear, so that Qingyun has no sense of belonging to the world. Returning here is just to get back the source of the soul.

At this time, the ban on the outside of Dongfu was touched, and the shape of the meditation became a quaint black sword. Qing Yun finished the whole shirt. When he went out, he saw a veteran who was leaning around his Dongfu drinking wine. He saw him drunk and said hello: "Hey, apprentice!"

This old road is the Mozhen Taoist who came back from Qianyun Valley with Qingyun, and is also the master of Qingyun. When he saw Qingyun, he immediately took the wine jar in his hand to the ground, took a wine cellar, and slammed his hand: "Oh, you see Master, I am thinking about your altar peach wine for the past two days, the rest of the wine. Drinking into your stomach is like water, so look..."

The Mozhen Taoist is extremely good at wine, and it is important for him to retreat to practice without looking for wine. After the first apprentice of Yunqing, he only threw the cheats and only came back when he built the foundation and the knot.

Moreover, he was free and easy, and after hearing the apprentice's cultivation as more than the master, he did not feel embarrassed, but also felt that his skill in raising his apprentice was first class.

"Take it." Qing Yun said nothing, set off a jar of wine to the past, and then closed the Dongfu, to isolate the alcohol of the body.

Looking at the prohibition of closing again, Mo Zhen made another wine cellar and muttered: "This kid is getting worse and worse. I even disliked Laozi. I thought he was the devil's cloud?"

I didn’t know that I had inadvertently revealed the truth. He took the wine and turned his head and took two steps. Only then did he think of his own business, and hurried back to him: “Hey! Apprentice! Yunqing, Yunxiaozi!”

"What's the matter?" Qing Yun was impatient and reopened the ban.

Ink really threw a token in the past: "You should remember what happened in Qianyun Valley?"

"How?" Qingyun’s flash of light flashed, it seems that Tiandao finally has to move. His soul is so strong that it will not be easily influenced by the source of the soul, so if Heaven wants to find him, he must take the source of the soul to attract him.

"The Holy Gate has been scared in the past few years. The devil has done several major things in succession, and even kills with the power of the Holy Path." So the Holy Gate finally couldn’t help it. Find someone to be a pioneer and look at the Qianyun Valley. Everything found in the Qianyun Valley is owned by you. Of course, you can exchange the opportunity with the Holy Gate for enlightenment."

Ink really drank the drink and explained: "You have to know that the old demon has lived for more than a thousand years. Who knows what strange things are in his cave, you have to take a token to see if you are interested. But As a teacher, I also want to remind you that things are not good to take, although the lord asks you to give a name to Tian Yuanzong, but you don’t have this requirement for your master. If you go in, you will play outside. There are some old monsters above the Yuan Ying period. We don’t mix these golden dragons."

After talking about the ink, he waved his hand and swayed. The Tianyuan Emperor who told him to talk about it mainly knew that he said the words like this, but he was not mad.

Qingyun took the token back to Dongfu, but his eyes flashed a touch of interest.

Going outside to take things at home? interesting.

As long as Tiandao starts to move, it will not be so simple. It is estimated that this is only the first step. And Tiandao let them go to the cannon fodder to find things, I am afraid that I am looking for the sword that is now hanging in Qingyun Dongfu. 2k novel reading network