Qu Ping 'er's surprised expression made him very satisfied. Liu Zhengguang said a little proudly, "My grandfather obtained it by chance when he annihilated a small devil sect some time ago. The different levels of pill formulas on it were enchanted with different levels of restriction. It's funny that the devil sect couldn't break the restriction, so they threw it aside for so many years. Hehe! The first level of restriction has been broken by my grandfather. Some of the pill formulas inside are really extraordinary. "
Qu Ping 'er frowned and said, "This is the spoils of war of the sect, and such an important treasure. It should belong to the sect. Why did the sect head give it to you?" When she asked this question, she actually suspected that the Liu grandfather and grandson wanted to keep this treasure for themselves.
"Of course we have to hand it over. Who dares to keep this thing for themselves? Even if they keep it for themselves, who can rely on their own ability to gather all the medicinal ingredients on the pill formulas? But my grandfather said that whoever gives this thing to the sect will be given a great credit. My grandfather is already the sect head of Aung Kwang-tsung, so … "Liu Zhengguang smiled meaningfully. Looking at Qu Ping 'er, he said slowly, "So my grandfather said that this thing should be given to the sect by me. Then the great credit will naturally fall on me. The purpose of coming out this time is to find a very good reason to hand this thing over to the sect. Otherwise, I won't even go out of the mountain gate of Aung Kwang-tsung. Taking this thing out will only arouse suspicion. "
Qu Ping 'er was slightly shocked. First of all, the dignified sect head of Aung Kwang-tsung would actually do such a thing. It was simply unbelievable. Second, he even told such a secret to her. Wasn't that forcing her to obey him?
Yue Qianchou, who was outside the door, pricked up his ears. Something that could make the Liu grandfather and grandson spend so much effort on it was definitely not an ordinary treasure. He didn't expect this secret to be accidentally heard by him. Yue Qianchou didn't even dare to breathe loudly as he looked at the two ends of the corridor. Seeing that it was still quiet, he put his ear to it again.
In fact, if it weren't for the inexplicable special effect of the golden bead, how could he eavesdrop on Liu Zhengguang's conversation with his cultivation? He would have been discovered long ago.
"However, although this merit is great, I am not willing to enjoy it alone. As long as Junior Martial Sister agrees to be my Dao companion and cultivate together, I am willing to give you half of the merit. When I hand it over, I will report to the sect that this treasure was discovered by both of us together. What do you think, Junior Sister? "Liu Zhengguang threw out a condition that he thought was very attractive.
Qu Ping'er was in a dilemma. Ever since she saw Yue Qianchou downstairs, she had already given up on the idea of dual cultivation with Liu Zhengguang. But now that Liu Zhengguang had told her everything, she had no choice but to agree. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Junior Martial Sister! Can't I move you with my sincerity? "Liu Zhengguang saw that she was still hesitating. His tone was a little unhappy, and his words were already mixed with threats.
Qu Ping'er naturally heard it. She bit her lips and said with a smile, "Senior Martial Brother, such a great merit suddenly appeared and fell on me. My mind is a little confused. Can you let me have some peace and quiet? I will definitely give Senior Martial Brother an answer tomorrow."
"Okay! Then I won't disturb Junior Martial Sister's rest. "Liu Zhengguang stood up and replied readily. Qu Ping'er stood up and said, "Senior Martial Brother, take care."
Liu Zhengguang nodded. His eyes swept over the latter's beautiful face and full chest, and then glanced at the gums in the room. In his mind, he could already imagine Junior Martial Sister moaning under him tomorrow. He didn't think that Junior Martial Sister could refuse the temptation he threw out. He walked out with a smile on his face.
As soon as Liu Zhengguang returned to his room and closed the door, the door next to Qu Ping'er's quietly opened.
Qu Ping'er sighed. Just as she was about to close the door, Yue Qianchou stood in front of her with a smile. Qu Ping'er's eyes lit up. Before she could react, Yue Qianchou had already squeezed in. In the process, he smelled a faint fragrance. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. Based on his experience from his previous life, Qu Ping'er was still a virgin.
"Martial Uncle Yue!" Qu Ping'er closed the door and locked it. She held back her surprise and greeted.
Yue Qianchou waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need to be so polite. We haven't seen each other for a long time." After saying that, he sat down.
"En! Ever since we parted ways at the Spirit Stone Mine in Aung Kwang-tsung, it's been a year since I last saw you, Martial Uncle. "Qu Ping'er said faintly and sat opposite him.
"Haha, we will naturally meet again if we are fated. Look, aren't we meeting each other now?" Yue Qianchou laughed heartily.
"I heard that Martial Uncle was killed by the Devil Dao in the Spirit Stone Mine. The whole of Aung Kwang-tsung thought that you were really dead. I didn't expect to meet Martial Uncle here. That's right! Since Martial Uncle is fine, why didn't you return to Aung Kwang-tsung? " Since Qu Pinger had doubts in her heart, she naturally had to ask. As she spoke, she got a clean cup, poured some tea, and placed it on the opposite side.
"Fortunately, I am lucky. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to see you again." Shaking his head and sighing, Yue Qianchou drank the tea in one gulp. He said, "Answer Aung Kwang-tsung? Hmph! If I had really returned to Aung Kwang-tsung, I'm afraid that not even my bones could be found. Do you think the Sect Master and Wu Baoru would let me go? Rather than losing my life, I would rather live a carefree life as a Loose Cultivator. "
Qu Ping'er thought that what he said was true. If she had stayed in Aung Kwang-tsung, she was afraid that she would not have had a good ending. After pouring another cup of tea for him, she slowly asked, "Martial Uncle, how have you been wandering outside for more than a year?"
"So-so, I can be considered to be doing okay."
Qu Ping'er looked at Yue Qianchou. She didn't quite believe it. In the Cultivation World, if a Loose Cultivator didn't have a high cultivation and didn't have the protection of a Sect, how many of them could have a good life? He was still the same. He would bear all the pain alone. She just didn't know when she would be able to see him again after this. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "Martial Uncle, are you really not going to return to Aung Kwang-tsung?"
"I'm not going back, uh …" Yue Qianchou suddenly asked, "You won't tell Aung Kwang-tsung that I'm still alive, will you?"
Qu Ping'er was stunned. She felt as if her heart had been pierced by a needle. She then bit her lips and said slowly after a long time, "Is Qu Ping'er so untrustworthy in Martial Uncle's eyes?"
Damn! This girl was stimulated. That's not right! Why does it feel a little weird? Could it be that this girl has fallen in love with me?
Thinking of this, he felt that his judgment was not wrong. He was ecstatic and secretly had a plan. He didn't dare to say anything to stimulate Qu Ping'er anymore. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Since I've left Aung Kwang-tsung, you don't need to call me Martial Uncle anymore. Call me by my name from now on. Let's be friends! By the way, can I call you Ping'er from now on? "After that, he drank the tea in front of him.
Ping'er! What an intimate name.
With this sentence, the hidden bitterness on Qu Ping'er's face disappeared without a trace. She stared at Yue Qianchou affectionately with her eyes and nodded. Then, he stood up and filled the teapot with water.
Yue Qianchou was now 100% sure that Qu Ping'er was really interested in him. He raised his hand and touched his nose. A trace of a smile flashed across his face. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the hand that was pouring the tea. He could clearly feel that the other party's hand was stiff, but she didn't pull it back. She still let him hold it.
What was he trying to do? Qu Ping'er's face was red. Her heart couldn't help but beat wildly. She didn't dare to look at him directly.
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