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

Zhou Tongren couldn't help but gave himself a like.

smart!

Although he couldn't beat Li Yangping, he could only be bullied by him.

But I can transfer my grievances to other people!

Alone Better Together.

So Zhou Tongren flew towards the place where there was movement.

......

"Hey, it's soothing grass?"

"Good baby!"

"I didn't expect Wu Chengyuan to be so lucky."

A young disciple was working hard, pulling out the calming grass very carefully.

Just after he put the tranquility grass into the medicine tube safely, he turned around to look for the next medicine.

"???"

The beaming on his face was instantly frightened and solidified.

People are scary and scary!

Wu Chengyuan almost threw the medicine tube on Zhou Tongren's face in fright.

Seeing Zhou Tongren appearing in front of him with joy, Wu Chengyuan was a little puzzled, "Brother Zhou, why are you standing here?"

The implication is to let Zhou Tongren hurry to pick it.

Tongren Zhou did not speak, but kept staring at the medicine tube.

Wu Chengyuan's heart sank and felt something wrong.

Cautiously probed: "Senior Brother Zhou, have you collected it?"

When it comes to this, Zhou Tongren's eyes are even stranger.

......

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhou Tongren left with a refreshing expression on his face.

Wu Chengyuan squatted on the ground crying like a dead family member.

Just like the domino effect, it didn't take long for the whole valley to be full of complaints.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat dried shrimps.

The instigator of this big drama is strolling leisurely beside Ye Qingmeng.

While gnawing on the Lingguo, she watched Ye Qingmeng searching for the Washing Marrow Fruit.

"You used to be a cultivator?"

"what?"

Ye Qingmeng was a little nervous, could it be seen?

Li Yangping curled his lips, "You are a mere mortal with your professional technique, even fools don't believe it."

Ye Qingmeng was silent.

In the mainland of China, as long as the profession is related to the cultivator, it can only be held by the cultivator.

Even the most basic assistant profession, Medicine Boy, can only be done by low-level cultivator.

How can a mortal be a medicine boy?

Picking herbs is not as simple as picking vegetables.

Therefore, Ye Qingmeng's skillful picking technique must be a systematic study of relevant knowledge.

Why do mortals learn this stuff?

"Sorry, I concealed something..."

After a while, Ye Qingmeng decided to confess.

Li Yangping stopped talking, "No, everyone has a secret, not to mention that we just meet together."

He understood Ye Qingmeng.

There are always things that cannot be told to others, and have nothing to do with trust.

Just like the existence of the system, he will not tell anyone.

Ye Qingmeng was a bit bitter.

meet by chance......

She is his fiancee.

He was originally from two worlds...

Ye Qingmeng, who had figured it out, said, "You...do you have someone you like?"

She wanted to give up her heart.

Suddenly hearing this question, Li Yangping was stunned, then nodded.

Ye Qingmeng gave up her heart.

Can't help but ask: "What kind of person is she?"

Li Yangping thought about it carefully, "Uh, no one dares to approach her. I should be the closest person to her for so many years."

"In the eyes of outsiders, she is one look, in my eyes, she is another look, in short, she is very special."

Li Yangping didn't dare to elaborate too much, he could only be ambiguous.

Ye Qingmeng made these words right to himself.

The lost discovery is not right at all!

Sure enough, I shouldn't have imagined it.

"But the Netherworld Palace prohibits the disciples from falling in love, can't you be together?"

Li Yangping was speechless.

Isn't his girlfriend the one who made this rule?

After the two are made public, won't it be canceled?

But I can't say it straight, I can only make a roundabout way: "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the future."

"Moreover, the gap between our identities is too big, wait until I try to cultivate and have the ability to protect her."

Seeing the happy expression on Li Yangping's face, Ye Qingmeng became even more depressed.

"Then how long have you known each other?"

Li Yangping thought for a while, "Seven years old."

Li Yangping entered the Nether Palace at the age of seven and saw Shi Feiyan for the first time.

Then Shi Feiyan was accepted as a disciple.

Hear seven years old.

Ye Qingmeng seemed to be struck by lightning, and she couldn't believe it.

"Really seven years old?"

Li Yangping nodded, "I met her when I was seven, and I didn't understand what I was thinking until I was seventeen."

"These ten years...fortunately, it won't be too late."

Ye Qingmeng:! ! !

Seven years old...

Seventeen......

That's right!

When Father Li was 70th birthday, he met him for the first time.

It was seven or eight years old at that time.

Moreover, I heard from my father that the Li family wrote to him not long ago to discuss matters related to the divorce.

Isn’t that what happened at the age of seventeen?

Ye Qingmeng carefully recalled what Li Yangping said.

In the case where the numbers are all up, they are forced to check in.

Others dare not approach her...

After he was expelled from the Heavenly Dao sect, even the members of the family regarded her as the air and naturally did not dare to approach her.

It looks like in the eyes of others...

After losing his talent, he is a waste.

And when playing at the age of seven or eight, she was still a goddess with super talent!

The identity gap is too big...

The gap between himself who fell into the world and the holy child of the Nether Temple is like a cloud and mud.

The most important thing is the ability to protect her...

She heard Li Qingyi say that Elder Deacon, the Eighteen Peaks of the Nether Palace, admired him.

If you let them know that the person he loves is a mortal...

Ye Qingmeng became more and more excited, almost couldn't help crying.

There is even the urge to showdown.

"Li Yangping, I am actually Ye..."

Just about to confess, Li Yangping covered her mouth.

Take her to hide behind the big tree.

"Shhh."

Li Yangping made a gesture of silence.

"somebody is coming."

Ye Qingmeng reacted, his face flushed and leaned in Li Yangping's arms.

I saw a Daoist shadow flashing across the sky.

It fell within a distance of only tens of meters from the two of them.

"Song Jianli?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Yangping's mouth, "Here is the fat sheep."

Ye Qingmeng puzzled:? ? ?

......

Song Jianli stayed on the outskirts of the valley.

"right here!"

As the sword head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, she doesn't need to rely on her own knowledge to distinguish the fairy grass Lingzhi like Zhou Tongren.

He took out a piece of something like a pocket watch, and the pointer on it pointed to the position of the foot.

This Magic Treasures is called Lingpan.

The main purpose is to search for precious immortal grasses, which is the same as the treasure hunter.

Song Jianli had already found a lot of fairy grasses with this object.

Even the speed is faster than Zhao Tongren, who has the TOP vegetable picking ability.

Sure enough, only the phrase Krypton Gold can make a person stronger.

Under the effect of the banknote ability, it can easily win the first place.

Song Jianli squatted down and removed the cover of the dead leaves.

Pressed down carefully.

"really!"

Song Jianli was overjoyed, he was really here.

Gently poke away the soil, and collected the spiritual fruit buried in the soil according to professional methods.

"It turns out to be the fruit of washing marrow."

Song Jianli frowned, not very surprised.

Because shampoo is suitable for mortals.

Although precious, it is useless to her.

Quite a kind of tasteless food, a pity to abandon it.

Looking at the washing fruit in the medicine tube, he muttered: "I can only go back and trade with the Elders."

Washing marrow fruit is suitable for children of later generations.

But she was alone in her family, and grew up in the Xuantian Sword Sect since she was a child, and she was dependent on her master for fate.

Where are the younger generations who need to wash the fruit?

Just as she was thinking, footsteps suddenly came from behind.

"Who?"

Song Jian turned alertly and jumped to the big tree in front of him.

After seeing the person's face clearly, his pupils shrank.

"Li Yangping?"

Song Jianli was accustomed to walking alone, and he would take a relatively remote path even when collecting fairy grasses.

I haven't encountered a living person along the way, so I don't know the robbery that happened in the valley.

Some doubts asked: "What are you?"

Li Yangping smiled and replied: "Robbery."

Song Jianli:? ? ?

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