Nangong Ling was speechless. She thought the first half of the sentence was okay, but why did the second half of the sentence change.

However, she felt relieved. At least Xiao Chen looked much better than before.

Just now she saw Xiao Chen coming in from outside with an expressionless face, and her heart ached.

It's like... a walking zombie.

Fortunately, he came back to life again.

"Ling'er, the war is only going to happen in these two days. It's still too late for you to leave now."

Xiao Chen looked at Nangong Ling and said.

"If you say this to me again, I will speak to you with a sword."

Nangong Ling said, grabbing the scabbard next to him, shaking it, and a cold light flashed, revealing half of the sword's edge.

"..."

Xiao Chen looked at the shimmering blade of the sword, twitched his lips, and quickly pushed the sword back into the scabbard.

"Ling'er, there's something I've wanted to talk to you about for a long time."

"you say."

As Nangong Ling spoke, her fair right hand was placed on the hilt of her sword.

"..."

Xiao Chen looked at her actions and was speechless. Damn it, how can you say this? This is obviously a disagreement, so you are going to draw your sword and chop me!

"talk."

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't say anything, Nangong Ling asked again.

"What do you want to say?"

"What about that, Ling'er, let's... discuss swords."

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, I'm just talking nonsense.

"On swords? Okay."

Nangong Ling nodded and was about to unsheath his sword.

"Hey, it's not this sword discussion, it's... that sword discussion."

Xiao Chen said, quickly took the sword out of Nangong Ling's hand and put it on the table.

"..."

Nangong Ling was speechless, what about swordsmanship?

"Ling'er, whatever I talk about about swords from now on has nothing to do with it... Do you understand?"

Xiao Chen pointed to the long sword on the table and hugged Nangong Ling.

"Um……"

Nangong Ling, who was in Xiao Chen's arms, had a rare... voice that was a little gentle.

Just when Xiao Chen was about to have a 'sword discussion', his cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was from Bai Ye.

"Hey, Xiaobai."

Xiao Chen answered the phone.

"Brother Chen, what's going on over there? Was there a fight?"

The sound of the white night came.

"not yet."

Xiao Chen briefly explained the situation here.

"Where's Long Hai? Nothing's going on, right?"

"Which one? Your harem?"

Bai Ye smiled evilly.

"Go away and talk nicely."

Xiao Chen was not angry.

"Your harem is very good, and Sister Ziyi gets along well with her sisters..."

Bai Ye smiled and told that.

After hearing what Bai Ye said, Xiao Chen felt relieved.

Although he knew that nothing would happen there, he was still a little worried.

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

"You think, if I go to Longhai, will I get along well with them?"

Nangong Ling asked after seeing Xiao Chen finish the phone call.

"Ah? Yes."

Xiao Chen was startled, then nodded and glanced at the sword on the table. As long as you don't draw the sword, you should be able to get along very well.

"Um."

Nangong Ling showed a smile, she also hoped to get along well with them.

"Don't think too much, let's... continue."

Xiao Chen said and turned off the light.

Bang bang bang...

The sound of swords echoed everywhere, soaring into the sky!

…

On top of a mountain, two figures stood on a large rock.

One of them stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a gray robe. Under the moonlight, he looked quite a bit like an immortal.

The other one was standing motionless, with a leaf in his mouth.

"Old fortune teller, my second brother is about to fight with Dragon Palace, are you not worried at all?"

The old man holding a leaf in his mouth turned around and asked.

"What are you worried about? The old Dragon King didn't even kill him, so I have nothing to worry about."

Another old man, with white hair and a childish face, is the old fortune teller.

"No wonder my second brother said that you are not my biological child."

Nie Jingfeng curled his lips.

"..."

The old fortune teller was speechless.

"Old fortune teller, this place is not far from the source of the mountain. Why don't we help him fight first, and then enter this secret realm of Qinglong?"

Nie Jingfeng spit out the leaves and said.

"Why should I beat him? He is no longer a child and I have to protect him all the time? If I had always protected him, he wouldn't be where he is today."

The old fortune teller was unhappy.

"We have our own things to do. When the moon sets, we will go in."

"Um, okay."

Nie Jingfeng was helpless.

"Can this really make me innate?"

"Um."

After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the moon. It was almost time.

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Chapter completed!