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Chapter 62: They just want to kill me!?(1/2)

In this moment.

He also remembered one of the expansion packs in the storyline of the Empress's rebirth.

The Tianyue Sect was destroyed...

In this expansion pack, the Nine Heavens Sword God once stepped into the Tianyue Sect and found something in the Fengheng Peak Hall.

Delicate bracelet.

Wearing a delicate bracelet can resist the invasion of all demonic auras and keep your mind clear.

When the beauty of heaven went to war for the human race, the human race holy land gave her this thing.

She hid the bracelet at the foot of the beautiful jade bed in the hall.

Just click on the mechanism at the foot of the bed and you will get the exquisite jade bracelet.

Although it was hidden deeply, Qin Yong's evaluation of the game of the Great Tribulation of the Ten Thousand Races was extremely serious.

He has clicked and looked for almost every corner.

It's a pity.

When the Nine Heavens Sword God found the Linglong bracelet at Feng Hengfeng, Fang Mengxue had already died.

But now.

Qin Yong had an idea in his heart.

An idea that can be hidden well.

He decided to sweep the floor!

Qin Yong immediately clasped his fists and bowed slightly to Fang Mengxue.

This is his respect for this good man.

This beauty in heaven deserves such respect.

"Master!"

This call of master was a reward for Qin Yong's consideration of the beauty of heaven.

"Feng Hengfeng has such a beautiful master and three such beautiful senior sisters. It is not suitable for me, a man, to be a choreer here!?"

"Can I let me go somewhere else and be a more leisurely mailman?"

"In this way, I can hide it and practice hard."

No woman doesn’t like others to praise her for being good-looking, so are the three senior sisters Huaxiang.

They all smiled softly and glanced at Qin Yong for another glance.

Of course.

This looks good, it looks good.

But they won't hesitate too much if they deserve to be killed.

Fang Mengxue’s focus is not on the word “beautiful”.

In this case, she has heard of it too many times in her life.

She looked at Qin Yong with serious eyes:

"What did you just say??"

"What did you call me!?"

Qin Yong bowed slightly again and repeated two words:

"Master."

Since I have recognized this beauty in heaven, why not shout it many times!?

The one who apprentices to the masters of "Gou Dao Master Qin Yong", not the "Nine Heavens Sword God" or "Lord of All Spirits", and the "Huangquan Ming Emperor".

Of course he can accept it.

As Qin Yong's identity, he came to the fore.

Know how to be a human being, know how to hide.

That's what he should do.

As for the five super god identities...

In this world, no one is qualified to teach the five super gods.

Every super god identity of Qin Yong is destined to overtake the world in the future!

It is absolutely impossible to worship anyone as a teacher.

Fang Mengxue's thoughts arose and her eyes stared.

After a moment.

She smiled slightly:

"I was the one who was attached to the image!"

"Since you don't care about worshiping a master who is all female disciples, why should I care about accepting a male disciple!?"

"Qin Yong, just call me Master, and I will definitely keep you safe this year."

Qin Yong expected the reaction of this good man.

He even guessed her next sentence.

"What you said makes sense."

"There is only women in Feng Hengfeng. If you appear here, you will be easily seen."

"At that time, it will inevitably bring you danger."

"If I say that, let you go to other places to work as a choreographer..."

Fang Mengxue slowly raised her right hand and placed her soft fine fingers under her chin.

After she thought quietly for a moment, she said:

"Melly chores are mostly chores."

"You are my disciple, and I don't want you to go through such hardships."

"If you want to say that you don't have to be too tired, you can also give you time to practice, and there is only one place."

"This is the most suitable service to sweep the floor in front of the Sutra Pavilion."

“It’s a pity….”

The rose-scented Sun Hongmei saw that his master was in thought and never said anything.

She immediately understood and slowly took the words:

"It's a pity."

"The servants in front of the Sutra Pavilion are popular professions."

"Where you can get more exposure to this sect's martial arts."

"The identities of ordinary servants are all elite disciples with identities and backgrounds."

"As the master's identity, we can make this arrangement." Dai Lu'e also agreed: "But if this arrangement is made, the junior brother will reveal his identity as a master's disciple."

He Kui'er's eyes turned and she thought of the idea:

“Isn’t there another place??”

"Lock the Demon Tower!"

"No one cares about the sweeping peddlers there."

"No, no!" Sun Hongmei said immediately: "The demonic energy leaked from the Demon Locking Tower is enough to confuse the minds of the messy servants. No one can last for two months."

Dai Lue'er also took on this sentence and said with concern:

"Then can we ask my junior brother to go to the Demon Locking Tower to sweep the floor to practice during the day, and let him come back tonight!"

"Will it be much safer if this happens??"

"I will teach my junior brother to practice to remove the demonic energy in the evening, so that it will be safer."

Sun Hongmei smiled slightly and said with concern:

"Then I will also find some pills to remove evil spirits for my junior brother."

In order to avoid suspicion, He Kui'er naturally has to express her concerns:

"I am responsible for the meals of my junior brother and prepare better meals for him."

This seemingly caring words of flowers made Qin Yong feel full of malice...

These three people were deliberately guiding Fang Mengxue to arrange him into the Demon Locking Tower.
To be continued...
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