Fairy, would you like to be my lackey?

Chapter 28 Her worldview collapsed.

Xia Qianqing sat paralyzed on the altar, her eyes flustered, even though she saw a familiar face in front of her, she couldn't believe it right away.

It took a long time to realize that it was her master in front of her, and the vigilance and fear in Xia Qianqing's eyes disappeared, replaced by a bit of bewilderment, a bit of exhaustion, and deep grievances. The girl grabbed Nan Liangsheng sleeves, body trembling slightly.

"Master, master master, ah ah ah ah—"

Her voice was a little choked, and it could be heard that she had indeed suffered a lot during this time.

Nan Liangsheng gently hugged Xia Qianqing in his arms, stroking her hair, trying to make his movements gentle so as not to frighten her.

Her heart was full of distress and guilt, and she comforted her softly:
"Qianqing, it's okay, the master is here."

It is said that she is the saint of the Lingzong, but she is just a fledgling girl.

It's a pity that reality hit him in the head before he showed his talents, and he was hit a little dizzy.

The girl hugged her master tightly, her voice trembling with sobs, and her tears wet Nan Liangsheng's clothes.

In Nan Liang Sheng's warm embrace, Xia Qianqing felt as if all her fears and tensions had been vented.

It wasn't until she felt her heartbeat gradually calming down and her chaotic thoughts calming down that she slowly loosened her grip on Nan Liangsheng's sleeve and straightened up.

The girl raised her head.Her eyes were red and swollen, she looked extremely embarrassed, and there were traces of tears on her face.

Xia Qianqing stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, looked at Nan Liangsheng, tried hard to sound calm, and asked:

"Master. How did the master find me?"

"Did nothing happen to the Ling Sect? And those disciples of the Sword Sect?"

"They have all been dealt with by me..."

Nan Liangsheng said this, and then paused before speaking:
"Lingzong is fine."

Or should I say a blessing in disguise.

Thinking of this, Nan Liangsheng couldn't help but feel a flash of joy in her heart, but after seeing the embarrassment of her disciple, this joy turned into a deep sense of guilt.

——It feels like I have betrayed my apprentice.

Hearing Nan Liangsheng's words, Xia Qianqing also breathed a sigh of relief, but soon seemed to have thought of something, and said nervously:
"Master, you won't kill them all, will you?"

The relationship between the Ling Sect and the Jian Sect is already tense. If the Ling Sect's master continues to massacre Jian Sect disciples, a battle between the two sects will be inevitable.

"I let them go."

Nan Liangsheng said with a sneer:
"But the account with Jianzong can't just be settled like this."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing subconsciously felt something bad, and suddenly remembered what she heard the Sword Sect disciple say before she fell into coma.

"This matter is not just something the disciples of the Sword Sect have done on their own, the sword-wielding elder of the Sword Sect is also involved in this matter, and, and..."

Thinking of this, Xia Qianqing's expression immediately became tense. The sword-wielding elder was a sword cultivator in the seventh realm. If he rushed back at this time, the master might not be his opponent.

She subconsciously thought that the master had found her while the sword-wielding elder was away, but before she finished speaking, she heard Nan Liangsheng say:
"The elder holding the sword is dead."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing was stunned for a moment before speaking with some uncertainty:
"Did you get killed by Master?"

Sword-holding elder, this is the pinnacle of the seventh-level swordsmanship.

Although my master is also in the seventh realm, there is not even a slight difference between his spiritual cultivation and sword cultivation in terms of actual combat.

Could it be that Master has already broken through the eight realms?
Thinking of this, a look of expectation gradually appeared in her eyes, and she looked at her master with shining eyes, but this expectation did not last long.
Because at this moment, a voice came, breaking her fantasy.

"Are you finally awake? Miss Xia."

The tranquility and comfort just now were instantly broken. Xia Qianqing seemed to sense something. She suddenly raised her head, and a thin figure was reflected in her eyes.

The moonlight shone overhead, casting his shadow long.He stood there, like a towering statue, steadily piercing her sight.

When Xia Qianqing saw that figure clearly, her heartbeat seemed to freeze at that moment, and her breathing became short. It was an all too familiar figure, and every detail seemed to be engraved in her heart.

——Su Jiming, why is he here?
Fear spread quietly like mist in the cold winter and enveloped her whole body.

Her body was stiff, her palms were sweating, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to make any sound.She wanted to struggle and escape, but her feet seemed to be pinned tightly by something and she couldn't move.

"It's been a long time since we met, and it's really congratulatory to meet you at this moment."

After hearing this, Xia Qianqing's mind went blank, and she subconsciously grabbed Nan Liangsheng's sleeve beside her, as if such an action would make her feel more secure. She tried to keep herself calm, but her voice still Inevitably brought a trace of urgency.

"That's right, it's him, master!"

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Nan Liangsheng looked at his apprentice's appearance, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

"Su Ji... the Duke's Mansion... tried in vain to stir up conflicts between Lingzong and Jianzong, and he had already colluded with Jianzong. He, he couldn't come here alone. There must be other people behind him. people."

Xia Qianqing obviously didn't notice her master's expression. She spoke quickly and was already a little incoherent by the time she got here.

Seeing Su Jiming approaching step by step, she subconsciously mobilized the aura in her body, but forgot that she was still restrained by the withered soul grass.

She anxiously tugged on the sleeve of her master, completely forgetting that the man in front of her was just an ordinary person with no cultivation.

However, Nan Liangsheng beside him didn't respond as if he didn't hear it.

Su Jiming walked up to the two of them and ignored Xia Qianqing. Instead, he looked at Nan Liangsheng, cupped his hands and said:

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. I have already destroyed the magic sword. Senior Nan can rest assured."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing looked up at Nan Liangsheng in a daze, but the latter was very calm.

Seemingly a little helpless, she said:
"Thank you, Su Shizi."

At this moment, Xia Qianqing only felt that the scene in front of her was too absurd, so she asked tremblingly:
"Master, master, what's going on?"

Nan Liangsheng seemed a little unable to bear it, but still sighed and said as calmly as possible:
"It was this Mr. Su who helped me find your position. He was also the one who beheaded the sword-wielding elder."

"Without the help of Prince Su, the Ling Sect would have suffered disaster. His grace is like a mountain. From now on, he will be respected by our Ling Sect and treat him as a guest."

"Qianqing, please say thank you to Prince Su."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing felt that the whole world was turned upside down at this moment.

(End of this chapter)