August 22, 2017 at the afternoon

Lu Xin returned from the sea of ​​clouds in the bamboo forest and clouds, and his heart was like a piece of white paper that had been knocked over by the ink box, and he could not write down any unnecessary colors in thick ink.

The experiences of the past two days have really made people physically and mentally exhausted. Lu Xin felt as if he had been in seclusion in the fire room for a whole month. At this time, he just wanted to find a cold and wet tomb to plunge in and sleep forever.

However, when he returned to the bedroom with his tired body, he saw Li Pingzheng waiting at the door with a look of uneasiness.

Lu Xin couldn't help feeling angry and amused: "What did you do wrong again?"

Li Ping quickly explained: "No, this time it's not me, it's the young lady who is looking for you."

Lu Xin was surprised: "Qingming?"

"Well, she came here in the morning. I was not here at that time. It was Li Li and the others who received it... The eldest lady only said that she wanted to talk to her wife about something, but after waiting for a while, she didn't see her coming back. She said that she still had a training task in the afternoon and evening. If the wife had time, she would meet at Pinxiang Pavilion in Zuixianlou at noon tomorrow."

Lu Xin felt incredible for a moment. The child who had always had a bad relationship with her actually came to visit her home? He also left a message to meet with Pinxiang Pavilion?

In an instant, Lu Xin only felt the fatigue accumulated by his body and mind, and a new sense of excitement was injected into his heart... But on the other hand, her decent attitude as the mistress of the Li family made her calm down immediately, raised her head slightly, and said, "Well, I understand... I replied to her and said that if I have time, I will go and see it."

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The time of excitement is always long.

When the early morning sunlight on August 23 reflected on his face, Lu Xin knew that his dark circles must have rekindled.

For monks in the Rain Realm, sleepless all night is not a burden. However, if they are extremely excited, they will form a huge mental burden, which will accelerate fatigue and eventually lead to physiological phenomena such as dark circles.

However, at this time, not to mention the dark circles, even if they have broken limbs and arms, Lu Xin had to overcome all difficulties and go to Zuixiange to make an appointment.

In her own words, Shen Yue'e's daughter gave me a dignified challenge. How could I break the appointment?

When Lu Xin came to the Pinxiang Pavilion of Zuixianlou with tired steps, he only saw Shen Qingming drinking cup after cup of tea, regardless of whether the tea in Zuixianlou was free or renewed... Judging from Shen Qingming's usual consumption habits, this was simply incredible.

Seeing that Shen Qingming was in a wrong state, Lu Xin evaded the greetings and went straight to the point. While stepping into the door, he spoke: "What's the matter with me?"

When Shen Qingming saw Lu Xin coming in, he was nervous and clever all over his body, and the tea in his hand was spilled out.

She had plenty of reasons to be nervous.

For example, at the birthday party, she sincerely expressed her apology to the elders of the family, which basically solved the previous misunderstanding, but later she had an idea and threw the blame to Lu Xin...

For example, the reason why I asked Lu Xin for an interview today was the fuse of the suffocating spirit cat show I witnessed the night before yesterday. If Lu Xin learned about this, the golden crow would explode on the spot.

Fortunately, Lu Xin didn't mention these details at all, and came straight to the point.

Shen Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, put down the teacup, sorted out his thoughts, and read out the lines he had prepared: "I heard that you are helping me find the original sword spirit recently... I want to say, there is no need to worry. This is my own practice, and I can handle any difficulties myself."

Lu Xin was shocked when he heard this, and at the same time he couldn't help but frown: "What do you mean? Do your own practice by yourself? But what you are practicing now is not the martial arts provided by Wang Jiu?"

Chen Qingming was speechless: "Wang Jiu, Ajiu is different, he is not considered an outsider."

Lu Xin raised his eyebrows: "He is not an outsider, am I an outsider?"

Chen Qingming was even more speechless and didn't know how to answer.

Lu Xin became more and more angry when he thought about it: "That's right, I have no blood relationship with you, and I was in the same state as Shen Yue'e back then. You treat me as an outsider, and I have nothing to say..."

Chen Qingming quickly explained: "No, I don't mean that..."

"It's okay, I don't mind that you mean it!" Lu Xin said in a deep voice, "Anyway, I didn't plan to play any kind of warm tricks with Shen Yue'e's daughter from the beginning!"

"I...why do you always mention my mother? So what's wrong with me being her daughter? Do you feel guilty??" Chen Qingming couldn't help but argue.

Lu Xin said angrily: "I feel guilty? What's wrong with me? That's right, in terms of conditions, I can't compare to your mother in any aspect, but even if your mother was still alive, I never feared her! What's more, you are a little girl who is not as good as you, who has never inherited your mother's strengths at all!"

Chen Qingming also said angrily: "I am indeed not talented, IQ is low, even my figure is similar to you, and I have no inherited my mother's strengths at all. If you don't like me, you can ignore me! I didn't ask you to help me!"

"You are the heir to the Li family, of course I can't just leave my hands alone!"

Chen Qingming said, "Who wants to be the heir!? If you care so much, go and raise your own children!"

"You!" Lu Xin was so angry that his eyes were full of tears. "Okay, since you are so determined, I will follow you. Primitive Sword Spirit, just support yourself. I want to see how you can find it!"

Chen Qingming said, "I just want to support myself! Do you think you are the only one in the world who can get the original sword spirit? You're so narcissistic!"

Lu Xin said angrily: "There are so many talented people in the world. I am naturally more than one of them who can get the original sword spirit, but I don't believe it, you can get it!"

Chen Qingming slapped the table and said, "The Qingyun Competition is at the end of the year. As long as I can win the championship, I can choose one of the rewards from the Holy Sect. The Primitive Sword Spirit has never been in the prize list of Qingyun Competition, so why can't I get the Primitive Sword Spirit!?"

Lu Xin was stunned: "Qingyun Competition? Are you actually playing Qingyun Competition? Hahahaha!"

After saying that, Lu Xin simply laughed out loud.

"God, I thought you really had something to do, but it turned out to be this... It's true that you are your father's daughter, and your whimsical look is exactly the same. One is jumping off the cliff to seek adventure, and the other is asking for the first place in the Qingyun Competition. It's really..."

Chen Qingming became more and more angry as he listened: "Is it funny? I said that the Qingyun Competition won the championship, is that ridiculous? Are you so sure I won't get the first place?"

Lu Xin curled his smile: "If you are serious, then you answer me, why can you win the championship in the Qingyun Competition? The Qingyun Competition is 10 years old and requires a cultivator under the age of 20. The champions of the first two classes were 19 and 19 and a half years old. They both have cultivation levels of the late stage of Yunyong Realm, and the grades of martial arts and magic weapons are not low. Is Nian Fang 14? Why do you win the championship with the power of the external sword?"

Chen Qingming was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Can't it work?"

"Yes." Lu Xin said, "Although you have a shallow cultivation, if that senior is willing to take action, let alone the Qingyun Competition, you are expected to win the championship even in the Tiancheng Competition. The only problem is that by winning the championship with the power of the Tianwei Divine Sword, why do you boast about yourself? "

"..." Chen Qingming was caught and had a grammatical disorder, and he was speechless.

Lu Xin was a little tired, and at the same time, he secretly scolded himself in his heart why he was petty with a teenage girl? Who had never been unreasonable when he was young? What's more, he finally had a peaceful dialogue with this girl. Should he have to fight for a temporary urge to reverse the situation half a year ago?

Thinking of this, Lu Xin took the initiative to soften his tone: "Since you don't reject help from outsiders... why just refuse to accept my help?"

Chen Qingming was now beaten by Lu Xin's previous series of questions and said helplessly: "I, I just don't want you to be so awkward for my business... I feel so awkward."

After saying that, he quickly added: "Of course, I just don't want me to owe you such a big favor..."

Lu Xin said furiously: "I feel sorry for myself? What are you talking about?"

"It's...oh, do you still have to tell me about this kind of thing? Do you still don't know it yourself!"

Lu Xin thought the little girl was worried that she was not sleeping recently and was exhausted. She was a little moved and said earnestly: "If you really think so... I can only say that I don't think I am wronged at all. What I do is sincere."

"What!?" Chen Qingming looked frightened, "You are sincere in that kind of thing? You won't be..."

However, Lu Xin gradually realized the reputation and a sense of ominous premonition arose in his heart: "What's wrong?!"

"No, no, nothing." Chen Qingming waved his hands repeatedly to signal, but at the same time he remembered that Wushuang had mentioned before that Lu Xin had the habit of collecting Lingcat series products on weekdays, and became more and more convinced that this guy who was already a mother was actually a garbage man who was secretly addicted to idol culture and could not extricate himself.

But the other party is also his own fan after all. As an idol, he can't suppress his enthusiasm. He smiled and said with a gentle smile: "How to say that nowadays, popular culture is inherently diverse. Even for middle-aged and elderly people, there are many people who are keen on idols and star chasing. The Lingmao series was originally designed and operated by the audience. Even if you are addicted to it, it is reasonable..."

Before Chen Qingming finished speaking, he suddenly felt the air around him warming up sharply, as fierce as burning. Although Lu Xin did not say a word, his cheeks flushed red, like burning flames.

The next moment, the flames burst.

"Who is addicted to it?! Do you think it's what I want? If it weren't for asking for the original sword spirit for you, even if I hold the knife around my neck, I wouldn't have been able to dance that kind of stupid dance!"

Chen Qingming was also a little angry: "Who forced you to ask for the Primitive Sword Spirit! Don't push everything for my own good, you will seem very innocent and pitiful. You don't need your help in the Primitive Sword Spirit. Qingyun Da is determined to win more than me!"

"Ha, do you really think that with the sword spirit, you can do everything? The referee of the Holy Sect is not blind. How could a monk in the Fengqi realm be able to overwhelm many monks of the same generation take the lead with a magic weapon?"

"I don't need Wang Jiu's help, I can win the championship by myself!"

"If you can really win the championship by yourself, I will take you as your teacher!"
Chapter completed!