The eldest Sun Fengye in the ring is like a bloodthirsty beast, ferocious and creepy.
At this time, he is like a turbid prince, with white clothes better than snow, and his eyebrows are picturesque.
The temperament of the main personality and the second personality is simply different, the two extremes of black and white. It's ridiculous that Changsun Fengye seems to be switchable at any time, clear-witt and unaffected.
"Didn't Mr. Chen forget something?"
With that, Changsun Fengye glanced at the black sword in Chen Qingyuan's hand.
"I'll give it back to you."
Chen Qingyuan handed the black sword to Changsun Fengye, and his eyes were reluctant.
To put it one way, this sword is really good and very useful. Just now, Chen Qingyuan also thought about taking this sword as the promised spiritual treasure. It seems that Changsun Fengye disagreed!
"This is what promises you."
This sword is precious, and it is impossible for Changsun Fengye to give it to others. He put away the black sword and threw an ordinary universe bag into Chen Qingyuan's hand.
After checking the Qiankun bag, there were indeed tens of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones and a high-quality spiritual sword.
Changsun Fengye still keeps his promise and is unambiguous.
"Thank you." Chen Qingyuan smiled with satisfaction.
With these spiritual stones, you can spend it for a period of time.
"You're welcome." Changsun Fengye smiled and said, "When we met a few days ago, you said you didn't like drinking. Now that the competition is over, can you have a cup of tea with me?
"You are too dangerous. If I had done it before, I would have disagreed. Now, for the sake of your generous action, I will drink a few glasses of wine with you.
Chen Qingyuan took a look at the universe bag in his hand and thought that Changsun Fengye still had a little cute place.
"Don't you like drinking?"
Changsun Fengye asked.
"I lied to you last time." Chen Qingyuan gave a look: "Remember to bring some better wine to me and go first."
Before leaving, Chen Qingyuan bowed to the predecessors of the Song family and the Miao Palace to show their respect.
"True temperament, I like it."
Changsun Fengye looked at Chen Qingyuan's departure, flapped the folding fan in his hand happily, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Song Ningyan, who happened to be sitting nearby, heard Changsun Fengye's whispers and showed a strange expression. Then, Song Ningyan thought of what Changsun Fengye had talked to him before, saying that he would find a soul partner and didn't care about appearance and so on.
"Huh..." Song Ningyan got goose bumps.
"Well, I don't mean that." Changsun Fengye found Song Ningyan's strange expression, guessed Song Ningyan's idea, and quickly explained, "I just appreciate having such a strong opponent."
"Don't explain it to me. It has nothing to do with me."
Song Ningyan was too lazy to listen to these words and ran outside.
Many young people who are close to him also heard the sentence "I like it" of Changsun Fengye. Originally, he didn't think much about it, but when he saw Song Ningyan's expression and the rumor that Changsun Fengye was not close to women for many years, he couldn't help thinking nonsense.
Isn't the holy son of the ethereal holy place the best of Longyang?
This idea came out, and suddenly many young handsome people were so scared that their bodies trembled. They did not dare to look at Changsun Fengye for fear of suffering.
Changsun Fengye was embarrassed in place and looked depressed.
Soon, all corners of the Song family were talking about the battle between Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye.
After this battle, everyone knew how terrible the strength of the two was, which was not like an ordinary Tianjiao at all.
Those young people who once suspected that Chen Qingyuan was not qualified to become the top ten in the wilderness, their faces were swollen. They are glad that they didn't go to Chen Qingyuan's trouble, otherwise they would definitely be severely beaten, and it would be humiliating to think about it.
The friendly competition between the two families inexplicably became Chen Qingyuan's famous battle.
In the guest hall, Chen Qingyuan sat in the yard.
"Hey!" Song Ningyan followed Chen Qingyuan all the way. She was puzzled and wanted to get an answer: "I can't see that you are so powerful!"
"What's the matter? Call me brother."
Chen Qingyuan raised his eyebrows.
"No." Song Ningyan's eyes were charming and she snorted, "This is the Song family. What can you do with me?"
"There is always a time when you go back to the Daoyi School Palace!"
Chen Qingyuan's words were a little threatening.
Hearing this, Song Ningyan's smile stiffened.
With Chen Qingyuan's temperament, he may really find a way to bully Song Ningyan after returning to the school palace. Song Ningyan has no doubt about this.
After holding it for a long time, Song Ningyan shouted reluctantly, "Brother."
"Good boy, you are so obedient."
Chen Qingyuan showed a gratifying look.
The temperament of an arrogant lady like Song Ningyan has to be disciplined slowly.
As long as Song Ningyan really regards Chen Qingyuan as his brother, Chen Qingyuan will definitely not treat her badly.
"Brother, why did you learn to point to the universe so quickly?"
For the top Taoist skills of the Daoyi Palace, Song Ningyan, as a personal disciple of Zhao Yichuan, can of course read it. At that time, she looked at it for a long time and studied it for a long time. Unfortunately, she couldn't even do the condensed finger map, let alone the operation map.
"So I came to ask for advice. Didn't Elder Zhao give you any advice?"
Chen Qingyuan asked.
"Master was busy some time ago and didn't have time. Moreover, the master said that there are many Taoist skills in the palace. If I can't enter the magic power by myself, there is no fate. There is no need to force it to change to other methods.
Song Ningyan answered truthfully.
"You pay attention to a method of fate in everything. Even if I tell you how to get started, it will be difficult for you to cultivate to a high level. There is no need to waste time."
When it comes to the problem of practice, Chen Qingyuan took it seriously.
"I want to try it." Song Ningyan bit her red lips and whispered, "Please, brother."
Low eyebrows and murmur, and the face is delicate and red.
Such a figure is pitiful.
After a look, Chen Qingyuan coughed softly: "You have begged me. As a senior brother, of course, you can't refuse."
Then, Chen Qingyuan took out a jade slip and handed it to Song Ningyan.
"Is this?"
Song Ningyan took over Yu Jian and looked at it carefully, with puzzled eyes.
"It contains some of my experience in cultivation, not only the universe, but also a lot of Taoism."
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Really?" Song Ningyan's eyes were shining. This is a good thing: "Thank you, brother."
Since she called Chen Qingyuan's first sentence "brother", Song Ningyan has gradually got used to it. Now she has blurted out directly and has not felt any awkward.
"I still appreciate your arrogant appearance."
Chen Qingyuan couldn't stand Song Ningyan's delicate shyness and said quickly.
Arrogant, right?
Hearing this, Song Ningyan put away Yu Jian and slowly looked up. Before long, the smile on the corners of her mouth disappeared, and her eyes became a little colder.
When he turned around, Song Ningyan also snorted: "Stinky man."
Then leave.
"..."
In the courtyard, Chen Qingyuan sat in a chair and stayed stagnant.
Sister, if we change our face, we will change our face. Don't give your brother a little time to react!