Chapter 17 Thick Eyebrows and Big Eyes Li Ziwen
Chapter 17 Thick Eyebrows and Big Eyes Li Ziwen
"This, this, this...!"
The sweet and soft senior sister lay quietly in his arms and soon began to snore softly, making Li Ziwen's hands and feet stiff.
The cold and lonely sword fairy who was almost practicing the ruthless way also showed an expression of cherishment, and was at a loss as to what to do.
Especially since the ancient demon sword was still freshly held in his hand.
He now holds his junior sister in his left hand and the Zhuyin Sword in his right hand. For a moment, he feels dizzy and overwhelmed by the great happiness.
I couldn’t imagine how wealthy a swordsman I would be now that I had my senior sister and the Zhuyin Sword in my hands.
Not only rich, but also more powerful than ever before!
Li Ziwen was nervous but unwilling to let go, and finally he could only look to Qin Feiyu for help. The sword immortal's expression was more confused than ever before.
"Just take it and relax." Qin Feiyu was very calm and didn't even glance at the Zhuyin Sword.
At the same time, he felt very relieved and satisfied with Qin Baiqing's attitude of not being greedy for treasures.
Only when people are not trapped by external things can they walk more smoothly on the path of spiritual practice.
She was able to discover in time that the sword was not suitable for her and find the right person to give it to her, which not only solved unnecessary trouble for herself, but also made Li Ziwen owe her a favor.
This daughter made him feel more at ease than he thought.
The majestic and powerful Qingyun Patriarch was still thinking about it, but he didn't realize that everything was just because of a coincidence...
After comforting Li Ziwen, Qin Feiyu walked straight forward, took his obedient daughter in his arms, and smiled like an old father.
However, before he could smile, his arms suddenly felt empty.
The sword immortal who had just asked respectfully regained his expressionless face, but held the little kid carefully and refused to let go, and righteously retorted to the ancestor, "Senior sister told me to let this junior hold him."
The man's tone was as calm and composed as ever, but everyone inexplicably heard it as a blatant boast.
Looking at his expressionless face again, he actually revealed a strange smile. Everyone got goosebumps and became angry instantly.
The scheming man is so calm, he is just showing off!
He was still holding the little ancestor, and the little ancestor was asleep on his shoulder!
The little ancestor even started blowing bubbles...
Ying...the old ancestor is so cute!
Bah, you are a swordsman with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Li Ziwen, you are a scheming man!
Li Ziwen saw the jealous looks of others without any concealment. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed silently.
Jealousy makes people ugly, especially Ping Haoran, who already has a face full of wrinkles, and now he is so jealous that he is about to burst into tears. Such an ugly person is not worthy of coaxing the little senior sister to sleep.
"Ahem." Ping Haoran angrily retracted his envious gaze, coughed lightly and said to Li Ziwen: "Now that the Hundred Sects Competition is approaching, isn't it better for the elders of Jian Pavilion to lead the team and lead the disciples to the competition?"
"can."
Speaking of business, Li Ziwen became more serious, nodded solemnly and accepted the task, and said thoughtfully: "I will go to command the disciples of each sect and select the elites of each faction to go."
The task this time is arduous and it is not so easy to win the championship. He has made full preparations.
"I don't think it's appropriate." An old Taoist wearing a loose green Taoist robe stood up.
This is Li Daoyan, the elder of the Fu Sect.
He shook his head slowly, still remembering the siege of Qingyun by the two major demon sects not long ago, and said cautiously: "To be on the safe side, it is better to leave enough elites in the sect."
"But the competition is fierce..." Li Ziwen said in a deep voice.
But there was also a lot of hesitation in his tone, and it was obvious that he did not completely disagree with what Li Daoyan said.
One is the safety of the sect, the other is the honor of the sect. For cultivators, both are almost equally important.
Finally, the two eyes fell on the head of the sect, Ping Haoran. They thought he would also be entangled, but Ping Haoran was very calm and said leisurely: "No problem, with Xiaozu in charge, we are sure to win this matter." "Xiaozu..." Li Daoyan frowned and thought for a moment, and even as cautious as he was, he nodded in agreement, "That's right."
Qin Baiqing has become everyone's winning trump card.
"Okay, let's set off immediately without further ado." Ping Haoran waved his hand and gestured lightly.
Li Ziwen, who was holding his junior sister, was silent for a moment.
...This is too hasty.
But he didn't ask in the end. Instead, he got into role and started to form a team.
A huge and boundless flying boat appeared in the sky above Qingyun Sect. All the selected disciples lined up to board the boat, but their eyes would occasionally fall strangely on the Sword Immortal Elder.
I saw the sword fairy in white, with an ethereal air and a figure as sharp as a sword and as strong as a pine tree. Although his face was as cold as ever, the way he held a little girl in his arms showed that he cherished her very much and... a bit of showing off.
The disciples were angry!
What's there to brag about with a little baby!
But seeing Li Ziwen pretending to be casual and holding Qin Baiqing and walking around in front of everyone, while the little girl was sleeping soundly, they were still envious.
I didn't expect you to be such a swordsman!
……
When Qin Baiqing woke up, what came into her eyes were the floating clouds around her.
"It's flying..."
"It's Feizhou, Senior Sister." Li Ziwen rushed over as soon as she woke up and answered respectfully.
When she saw Qin Baiqing looking dazed and as if she hadn't woken up yet, she felt a sense of guilt for kidnapping a child.
The master was so anxious to let me take the little senior sister away, it must be because the little senior sister didn't want to go, so he let me take her on the boat while she was sleeping.
Ping Haoran, you have done all kinds of bad things!
He secretly made a note of Ping Haoran's shameless act, and then formally apologized to Qin Baiqing: "We rashly took Senior Sister to participate in the Hundred Sects Competition without her consent. It was our fault. Please don't be angry, Senior Sister."
"If you are too angry, I can teach Ping Haoran a lesson on your behalf when we return..."
"Why do I have to teach you a lesson?" Qin Baiqing's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her eyes and jumped off the bed. She ran out of the door with her short legs, "I like the hustle and bustle the most. I want to participate in the competition too!"
However, when Qin Baiqing saw the flying boat outside, her excited face fell for a moment, and she looked a little disappointed.
“…It’s so broken.”
She muttered to the Void Bracelet in her heart.
But Zuo Fanyu had heard the voice, and he stepped forward to explain with shame: "Excuse me, young senior, this is the best that Qingyun Sect can offer..."
In order to clear the name of the sect, he pointed to the unmanned rudder and began to introduce it: "Look, it's unmanned, it's driven entirely by spiritual power!"
He then pointed to a series of small flying boats hanging behind the flying boat, "Look! Super strong for carrying cargo, convenient and fast!"
"But..." Qin Baiqing hesitated to speak, her little hands were already restless, as if she wanted to take something out.
"No!" The Void Bracelet knew Qin Baiqing very well and instantly realized what she wanted to do. It shouted and tried to stop her, "Young Master, no!"
"why not."
Each man and his bracelet were whispering to each other, and at this moment, two flying boats that did not belong to Qingyun suddenly docked over.
The Beast Taming Sect and the Hehuan Sect are here!
(End of this chapter)