Sect Leader, Please Respect Yourself, I’m Really A Gentleman

It's dawn.

Ye Qingmeng opened his eyes.

Subconsciously glanced around.

After seeing the people in the Nether Palace, he was stunned.

Immediately recalled the scene of last night.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Never worry about the Demonic Beasts attack anymore.

Li Qingyi walked to her with a smile.

Handed her a Lingquan fruit to quench her thirst.

Ye Qingmeng took it and said thank you again.

Li Qingyi sat aside and comforted: "The girl is okay, we will safely take you away from Mount Demon."

Ye Qingmeng nodded, "Well, I'm bothering you."

"With the asylum of senior, it will definitely be fine."

Li Qingyi was stunned when she heard her calling the son senior.

Can't stretch it, still laughed out loud.

Seeing Li Qingyi laughing forward and backward, she couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, it just feels weird."

Ye Qingmeng:? ? ?

"Just think you call our saint son old."

Li Qingyi did not react.

"Our saint son is only seventeen years old, and you call him like Elder in the door."

Li Qingyi took a bite of the fruit, "You should be the first person named Shengzi senior."

After Ye Qingmeng reacted, he was shocked.

It's not the senior who is seventeen years old, but the son of God? !

If you remember correctly, they said last night from the Nether Palace...

And there is only one saint in the nether hall.

That was the fiance she hadn't seen for a long time.

Lin Yangping!

this......

Ye Qingmeng felt his whole body froze.

He, he is Lin Yangping.

He stammered and asked: "Girl, are you really disciples of the Nether Hall?"

Ye Qingmeng didn't want to believe, how could it be so coincidental.

Li Qingyi took another bite of the fruit, "Yes, we are disciples of the Nether Palace, and we are participating in the Sect trial."

He found that Ye Qingmeng's face changed rapidly, thinking that he was afraid that they were disciples of the Demon Sect.

So he added: "Don't worry, although we are disciples of the Demon Sect, we never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"It's really the Nether Palace..."

The senior is indeed Lin Yangping.

"In that case, the senior..."

Ye Qingmeng spoke with difficulty.

When mentioning Shengzi, Li Qingyi immediately patted her chest proudly: "That's my Zongshengzi, Devil Dao's first genius!"

He said frankly: "If it weren't for the right way, the Son is the strongest genius in the entire Shenzhou!"

When it comes to this, Li Qingyi is a little bit resentful.

To be precise, the entire Nether Hall was very angry.

Li Yangping can be said to be the most talented person in mainland China for thousands of years.

But because of his background Devil Dao.

Zhengdao worried that he would steal the limelight.

So he can only be Devil Dao's first genius.

"Hmph, when the Son officially walks the world, the people of Shenzhou will naturally understand who the younger generation respects!"

Ye Qingmeng hadn't noticed Li Qingyi who was still whispering on the side.

He looked up blankly at Li Yangping who was still on the branch.

Fell into silence.

She has imagined countless encounters.

But I never thought of meeting in such an embarrassing way.

The two have not seen each other for ten years.

Meet but don't know each other.

Also made a deal with him...

Thinking of his pretentious demeanor.

Looking down at his rags again.

"Li Yangming is right. He and I are from two worlds..."

"I'm just a mortal who lost the Cultivation Base, and he is the pride of heaven."

"Our distance is farther than the sky."

"He might have forgotten me..."

Tears flickered in Ye Qingmeng's eyes.

At this moment, a robe fell from above.

Li Yangping's cold voice reached her ears.

"Your clothes are all blood stains."

"This is the unworn clothes. You can wear them first."

Ye Qingmeng got up and picked up the robe on the ground, and patted it with his hands.

His face flushed, "Thank you."

Li Qingyi snickered on the side: "The holy son is cold and warm, the girl should put it on."

"Your clothes are all blood."

Ye Qingmeng put on a white and flawless robe, his face became redder and red.

"Externally cold and warm?"

Ye Qingmeng looked down at the robe on her body and nodded.

Agree with Li Qingyi's words.

After giving the robe, Ye Qingmeng's inner drama was much less.

He began to ask Li Qingyi sideways: "Shengzi is indeed a good person with a cold heart and warm heart. He must be very popular in the Nether Hall."

Li Qingyi curled her lips, "It's more than popular. Almost all female disciples of the Eighteen Peaks of the Nether Palace admire the holy son."

Looking around, the voice became quieter: "There are also many Elder deacons."

Li Yangping is the heir of the Nether Palace.

Highly talented, high-status, and handsome.

Which woman does not sprout?

Ye Qingmeng couldn't help but continue to ask: "Then Saint Son is close to any woman?"

She didn't dare to ask too naked, and she was afraid of getting answers that she didn't like.

Li Qingyi shook her head, "The head has orders, and the disciples of the school can't fall in love."

"Furthermore, the Son is Gold Core late stage Realm at a young age, and a woman will only affect his cultivation speed!"

Having said that, she was a little melancholy, and she didn't know if she would still have a chance to hold the Saint Son.

Ye Qingmeng nodded, "That's right, Saint Son can have the Cultivation Base today, even if it is related to talent, it cannot do without penance."

If these two people knew that Li Yangping was busy dating the boss every day...

It is estimated that the eyeballs will stare out.

Regarding Li Yangping, Li Qingyi can say three days and three nights.

And Ye Qingmeng also likes to listen to her, so that he can quickly understand Lin Yangping's life in the Nether Palace in the past ten years.

The two soon became one and became good sisters.

"I don't know what your name is yet?"

Li Qingyi talked for a long time before she remembered that she still didn't know each other's names.

Ye Qingmeng hesitated, she was not sure if the people in the Nether Palace knew that Lin Yangping had a fiancée.

She is not ready yet...

So he made up a pseudonym, "My name is Meng Qingye."

Li Qingyi didn't think much, and introduced herself: "My name is Li Qingyi."

"You don't have a Cultivation Base, don't be afraid on Demon Mountain, I will protect you."

"good."

Looking at the enthusiastic Li Qingyi, I saw the other Nether Temple disciples playing around the camp.

She actually felt that the prestigious Demon Sect of Nether Palace was extremely warm.

There is no smell of Demon Sect at all...

......

After knowing Li Yangping's identity, Ye Qingmeng directly gave him the map.

Unknown Li Yangping:? ? ?

Holding the map, listening to what Ye Qingmeng said she knew.

Lin Yangping once thought that the brain of this mortal woman was terrified by the saber-toothed tiger.

It was so easy to hand over all the chips.

If he doesn't keep his promise.

This woman was dead.

Li Yangping sighed: "Fortunately, I am a principled person."

"It's already a snap if I change to someone else."

"Senior, the secret realm is still five days away, can we speed it up a little bit?"

In order to prevent Li Yangping from suspicion, Ye Qingmeng still used the title of senior.

It has been five days since the group of Nether Palace and Ye Qingmeng met Ye Qingmeng.

In the past five days, the disciples of the Nether Palace are still trying.

There is no meaning to go to the secret realm at all.

Ye Qingmeng was a little worried.

"No hurry, wait until they finish the task of collecting monster bones."

Ye Qingmeng was helpless and had no right to object.

Just like this, another three days passed.

Nether Palace disciples finally successfully completed the task.

Ye Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Before running to Li Yang Pianping, he reminded: "Senior, it's time for us to set off."

So Li Yangping prepared to send these disciples back to the Nether Hall.

"To be honest, I didn't have any expectations of you."

"But I didn't expect that in just ten days of trials, you will have a completely reborn change."

The disciples sat together, looking excited.

As a routine matter, Lin Yangping encouraged a few more words.

"The fairy road is long, and the road is hard to find."

"Many people died midway through the mountain. Only by continuing to sing forward can they reach the top of the mountain."

"Talent can make a person go faster, but it can't make him go further."

"More important than talent is the belief that never gives up!"

I scanned the disciples and said to their immature and young faces: "I hope you will prosper and become the mainstay of the Nether Palace!"

The disciples became excited and kept shouting.

"Son!"

They all stared at Li Yangping feverishly.

The ten-day trial not only changed Li Yangping's impression of them.

It also made them admire and worship Li Yangping even more.

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