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Chapter 170 Charming under the moon, a trap

"Cruff-"

The sound rang out, and Lu Qingchen did not knock on the door, but pushed it open and walked in.

When he arrived at the hall, Lu Qingchen glanced around and did not find Han Meng.

"Dongdong..."

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, Lu Qingchen came to Han Meng's room and knocked directly at the door twice.

......

Still silent.

"Didn't the master come back at all?"

Lu Qingchen muttered in his heart and turned around and left the courtyard.

"Since that's the case, where will Master go..."

Standing in front of the gate of the courtyard, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but think.

Moonlight Lake.

Widths of soft moonlight shone on the lake, and the water waves rippled, reflecting a slightly moving silver light.

The lake water is extremely clear. Looking around, the bright moon and stars in the sky are lying quietly in this scroll.

A beautiful figure stood quietly by the lake, looking at this scene, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Without the holy level martial arts, what should I do to improve my strength to the holy realm within a year..."

Han Meng murmured, her ice-blue eyes full of loss.

After leaving the conference room, Han Meng did not return to the courtyard, but came here directly.

At this moment, her heart was full of bitterness, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be a little dimmed.

"Maybe they will be in the holy realm in a year. Will I still be qualified to be Xiao Chen's master at that time..."

Han Meng sighed, and a feeling of inferiority emerged in her heart.

But more are really reluctant to let go of them.

Sometimes she would even rather have her disciple’s talent than being so evil.

In this way, it will not be stolen by others.

Although from the surface, the others did not mean to accept Lu Qingchen as their disciple.

But Han Meng knew in her heart that all this was just temporary.

Because now, no matter whether it is talent, status or strength, I will not lose to anyone.

But a year later, if everyone breaks through to the holy realm, will this still happen?

You should know that in the cultivation world, the right to speak is always in the hands of the strong.

When Han Meng's heart trembled when she thought that Lu Qingchen might leave him one day.

"Nothing happened obviously, why..."

Han Meng murmured softly, and a mist suddenly appeared in her ice-blue eyes.

"Master, it turns out you are here..."

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly rang behind her.

Han Meng's delicate body shook, and after a moment, she suddenly turned around and found a pretty boy looking at her with a smile.

"Xiao Chen, why are you... here?"

Seeing Lu Qingchen looking at him seriously, Han Meng's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with panic.

But this scene happened to be captured by him.

Lu Qingchen walked forward slowly, and just as Han Meng was a little at a loss, he suddenly gently hugged her delicate body.

"finally found you......"

Lu Qingchen stroked Han Meng's hair, and a hint of heartache flashed through his red pupils.

"Um......"

Han Meng nodded softly, but did not push Lu Qingchen away.

The two of them hugged each other for a long time by the Moonlight Lake.

"Xiao Chen, how do you know I'm here?"

After seeing Lu Qingchen for so long, he had not let go of his hand. Han Meng broke free and asked in a weak voice.

At this moment, her pretty face was already red. In Lu Qingchen's somewhat hot gaze, Han Meng could only turn around and try not to look at him.

"I just went to your courtyard and didn't see you. I just wondered if you would be here. I didn't expect that I would be right."

Lu Qingchen touched the tip of his nose and explained with regret.

Obviously I haven't hugged enough just now.

"Why are you looking for a teacher in such a hurry? Could it be that you want to see my joke?"

Han Meng's voice sounded a little embarrassed and annoyed, and she didn't know what Lu Qingchen was going to come.

"How could it be? Master, even if everyone laughs at you, I won't."

Lu Qingchen shook his head and said helplessly.

She didn't understand why Han Meng said that.

"In another year, they will be saints. At that time, I may still be the emperor and I am not worthy of being fooled by you...well!"

"Stop talking!"

Before Han Meng could finish speaking, Lu Qingchen covered his red lips with his hands.

Covering Han Meng's red lips, Lu Qingchen asked angrily:

"Master, why do you have this kind of thought? I am the kind of person in your heart? Whoever has a higher level of cultivation will have to worship who will be a master?"

"Of course not, um... Xiaochen, please let go first."

Han Meng answered in a panic, and then gently pried Lu Qingchen's palm away.

"Isn't that what you just said? What else can I say..."

Lu Qingchen looked at Han Meng's back and looked a little lonely.

Han Meng's delicate body trembled slightly, but she didn't explain.

"I see......"

Lu Qingchen's lonely voice sounded, and then he did not speak anymore, but slowly turned around and planned to leave here.

Just as Lu Qingchen was about to leave, his slender arms suddenly hugged him.

"Xiao Chen, that's not the case. I'm just a little scared..."

Master, I knew you would think so, why bother...

Hearing Han Meng's trembling voice, Lu Qingchen sighed slightly in his heart, and then turned around.

"Master, you don't have to think so much about it. Isn't it just a holy realm martial art? It's not a precious thing..."

Lu Qingchen looked at Han Meng's red eyes and said helplessly and distressedly.

"Isn't the Holy Realm martial arts considered a precious thing? What should I count as..."

Han Meng was a little confused by Lu Qingchen's words. She felt that her disciple did not understand the importance of the holy realm martial arts.

"Of course, the Holy Realm martial arts do not count. I have something better than the Holy Realm martial arts."

When Lu Qingchen saw Han Meng's serious expression, he couldn't help but feel a hint of amusement in his heart.

"Hmph, I just know how important the holy level martial arts are to the emperor!"

Han Meng glanced at Lu Qingchen with a angrily look. She thought her apprentice said so to comfort her.

"I'm talking nonsense? What if I can take it out?"

Lu Qingchen frowned, but he didn't expect Han Meng to not believe him.

"If you can bring out something more precious than the holy level martial arts, then you can do whatever you want in the academy!"

Han Meng rolled her eyes and ignored this arrogant guy.

"Whatever you do?"

When Lu Qingchen heard Han Meng say this, his eyes lit up.

"you.....!"

Han Meng couldn't help but grit her teeth when she saw Lu Qingchen performing like this.

What she meant was that if Lu Qingchen could really take out something more precious, he could walk sideways in the academy.

But I didn't expect that my apprentice would actually understand it as another meaning.

Forget it, he was just a joke, and he couldn't take it out anyway, so it was nothing to promise him.

Han Meng looked at Lu Qingchen's gaze that looked like a smile, and couldn't help but mutter in her heart.
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