Qin Shao happily returned to his own camp area. As expected, it was next to the Psychic Sect, covering an area of several hundred square meters. For the three sects of him, He Muqing, and Lin Caiwei, this place was big enough.
With a wave of his hand, three tents appeared out of thin air, serving as a reception room, bedroom and kitchen respectively.
Because the tent he brought was purely modern in style, it was very different from the surrounding tents that focused on retro, so it seemed rather different, or stood out from the crowd.
He Muqing has been staying in the sect for a short time, but the two women are already good sisters who talk about everything.
Ling'er was particularly envious of her status as the leader of the special operations team, and most liked to hear her tell stories about what happened during missions.
You must know that Ling'er has been in the Spiritual Sect since she can remember, and has very little contact with other cultivators, let alone people and things in secular society. No matter what He Muqing says, she finds it exciting and novel.
Moreover, there was a very strong yearning in her eyes.
In this regard, the leader of the psychic sect is still a little worried. He is afraid that his apprentice will not be able to withstand the temptation of the outside world. What if one day someone runs away from home?
But he couldn't stop He Muqing from continuing to tell the story. He shook his head helplessly and turned his eyes to Qin Feng who had just set up the tent. He thought that these two people looked decent and would not lead Ling'er into trouble.
At this time, the wretched old man from before came over and shouted: "Brother Dao, they asked me to invite you to drink together. Come with me quickly, otherwise everyone will be in a hurry."
He had no choice but to make a drinking appointment a few days ago, so he had no choice but to give his eldest disciple a few words and then leave with the wretched old man.
Qin Feng laid a relatively flat area with carpet. When Lin Caiwei arrives, the three of them can sit on the floor together and chat and drink. Of course, if the girl Ling'er is willing to join, he will readily agree.
"Yeah, the layout is pretty good." He was quite satisfied.
Arguing sounds came from next door: "Ling'er, my master went to your spiritualist sect to propose marriage eighteen years ago. Why don't you want to marry me?"
"Who said you have to get married when you propose marriage? There are so many people coming to our commanders to propose marriage. Do my junior sisters have to marry one by one?" This was the voice of junior brother Ma Lian.
"Speak carefully if you have something to say. There is no point in arguing." The voice of the senior brother.
Then came Ling'er's voice: "Zhao Bin, you don't take a shower and show off your appearance, and you still want to marry me. It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat. For the sake of your master's friendship with my master, my aunt I won’t argue with you today, otherwise I’ll beat you into a pig’s head.”
This girl is really hot-tempered and will yell if she disagrees with her.
Zhao Bin, who was respectfully known as the toad, was blushing. This guy's appearance was indeed something that no one could compliment. Not to mention his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, his eyes were extremely small. To say that he wanted to eat swan meat was not an exaggeration.
"Ling'er, you and I are cultivators. What cultivators value is strength. Is appearance so important?" Zhao Bin said with a red face and a thick neck.
Ling'er was happy: "You have the nerve to mention the word strength in front of me. Are you very strong? Compared with your peers, what is outstanding about you? When I reach your age, if I am just a Huazhen If I reach the lowest level, I will commit suicide directly because I have no shame in continuing to live in this world."
Zhao Bin thought the same as his master. He originally thought he could take advantage of this opportunity to settle the matter between himself and Ling'er. Unexpectedly, the message his master sent was: I don't like you, so give up.
Zhao Bin has always regarded Ling'er as his future Taoist companion. He has been looking forward to it for more than ten years and finally waited for him to grow up. But when he got such a result, he was certainly not convinced.
When he saw his master going out to drink, he became more and more angry as he thought about it, and thought he should question Ling'er.
"Yes, there is nothing outstanding about me, but my feelings for you are true, as can be seen from the sun and the moon." Zhao Bin raised two fingers and swore: "As long as you are willing to marry me, I promise to give you the best of……"
"Hahaha……"
A burst of arrogant laughter interrupted Toad's oath. He looked back angrily and saw the unfamiliar face above.
Yes, the person who laughed was Young Master Qin. He held his stomach and laughed for a while, then straightened up and said: "Brother, this kind of oath of yours is so nutritious. You are still a cultivator. You are not even as good as an ordinary person." , the rich people among ordinary people, when they express their love to the goddess, they still know how to give luxury cars, houses or cash checks. It’s better for you. It’s all in one mouth. Let me ask you, do you believe what you say? ."
"Of course, I am definitely a person who does what I say." Zhao Bin said confidently.
Mr. Qin nodded: "Okay, if you are a Gong, then you can give Ling'er the best thing you can and let everyone see it, so as to prove that what you said is true. Only after everyone has seen it, Only then can you prove that you are indeed sincere to her."
Ling'er took a step forward to refute. This guy named Zhao Bin is really a rich second generation in the world of cultivation. He has a lot of elixirs and magic weapons in his hands. If he takes out all these things, wouldn't it be proved? Does he really have a sincere heart?
In fact, Ling'er is a simple girl. She never expects her future Taoist monk to be rich or talented. She just thinks that Zhao Bin is ugly, too ugly to be accepted.
It's so simple that it's just that you are ugly, but you can't accept it. This is simply extremely simple.
He Muqing grabbed her sleeve and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Xiaofeng will definitely make him completely naked. This is his specialty."
"Okay." She nodded, but she was still a little worried.
Zhao Bin was happy. He didn't hate Qin Feng at all. Instead, he felt that this fellow Taoist was looking out for him and giving him a chance to show his sincerity.
He waved his hand, and a dozen bottles appeared on the grass in front of him, and then said proudly: "These are all intermediate-level and above-level elixirs, and there are a few bottles of high-end products. I can guarantee that I will give Ling'er the same amount every year." Pill."
Many people watching began to gasp, this was really a big deal, hundreds of pills a year.
Mr. Qin sneered and said, "It's just such a small amount. Are you being stingy?"
Zhao Bin's eyes widened: "This is still a small amount. Many sects cannot produce hundreds of pills throughout the year, and even fewer are distributed to individuals. You can see clearly, this is several hundred pills."
"Isn't it amazing?" Mr. Qin shrugged, imitating the way the toad had just waved his hand, and hundreds of small bottles containing elixirs appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then said: "This is called elixir, okay? They are all high-end goods. , not even a single mid-level one, man, what you have is much worse than mine."