Chapter 298 My Cute Pupil is the Demon Lord 43

Faced with Weng Ling's accusations, Xuan Qiong ignored him throughout the whole process. He raised his hand to pour Weng Ling a cup of hot tea and asked indifferently: "Senior brother, are you drinking tea?"

"What are you drinking! You also know that I am your senior brother!"

Weng Ling was even more angry and said he would not drink it, but he reached out to take the cup of hot tea on the table and drank it, "If this news spreads, how do others see our Xuantian Sect? How do others see you? He claims to be a famous and noble immortal king, but he will become a Taoist partner with his little disciple?"

Weng Ling was angry as he said that, and after drinking a cup of hot tea, his face turned red and his ears were red.

"What others say has nothing to do with me."

Xuan Qiong lowered her eyelashes gently, covering the deep darkness in her eyes, "I just want her."

It's only her...

Xuan Qiong said lightly and seriously: "If senior brother allows me to retire, I will take her away."

"It's stubborn!"

Weng Ling couldn't sit still, so she stood up and looked around at the festive arrangements around her, and felt that the air was full of suffocation.

If the Xuantian Sect had not been responsible for guarding the Soul-Devouring Lamp, there would be no mistake. Xuan Qiong was embarrassed by the Xuantian Sect like this, how could Weng Ling keep him?

Weng Ling really couldn't handle Xuan Qiong's bad things, so he simply changed the topic: "I believe you have heard of the faction that the disciples in the sect were harmed by demons recently. Our spiritual cultivation world and the demon world have been aggravated for a long time. At the offer of the Sword Sect, each sect has decided to start a war with the demon army soon. At this critical moment, how can you get comfortable with this relative?"

Xuan Qiong whispered something, Weng Ling was righteous on his head and didn't hear it clearly, "What did you say?"

"nothing."

Xuan Qiong looked at Weng Ling and stretched out his hand at him and said, "Senior brother, don't pinch my teacup. I, Han Jifeng, have always been thrifty, and I will lose three times if I have one."

Weng Ling: "..."

You are so frugal that you are so frustrated that you are almost unveiled.

One or three more losses!

Why don't you grab it?

Weng Ling's face turned black with anger. He put the porcelain cup in his hand heavily on the table. Without looking back, he walked out of the house with his hands in his arms.

When Luo Qingwu saw Weng Ling leaving with a dark face, he secretly poked his head out from outside.

Seeing that Xuan Qiong was still sitting in front of a short table, slowly washing the teapot, spreading her white clothes on the soft couch, as elegant as a lotus, Luo Qingwu asked, "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Um."

Xuan Qiong nodded and signaled Luo Qingwu to come in.

Xuan Qiong took out the treasures he had come down the mountain from the space bag one by one, almost piled up like a hill in front of him, shaking.

"Master, these things..."

Luo Qingwu opened his eyes wide and looked at these valuable spiritual treasures.

Luo Qingwu was happy in his heart. Han Jifeng finally stopped living a life of thrift...

However, before being moved for a few seconds, Xuan Qiong said, "Please help me count these things and send them to Qingfeng Xiaozhu."

Luo Qingwu was puzzled, "The breeze was built in small ways?"

They were unable to enter outsiders, so they could only park outside the house.

What is the purpose of delivering it to Qingfeng Xiaozhu?

Seeing Luo Qingwu's confusion, a hint of embarrassment appeared in Xuan Qiong's eyes. The long lacquer eyelashes were lightly covered, and the thin lips opened slightly and explained: "This is my betrothal gift to her."

Luo Qingwu: "!"

Luo Qingwu would not have any doubts about Xuan Qiong's private treasures in the past. He really didn't have them, and he was even more lazy to go to search for them so much.

Luo Qingwu probably could have guessed that Xuan Qiong had gone down the mountain before, so he should have gone to find these spiritual treasures.

Master, can you think about the hardships your disciples have lived!

I also give them snacks to their hungry disciples!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!