The Stunning Alchemist: The Ghost King's Alluring Concubine

Chapter 32
She can understand Kang Zhuang's kindness, but because of this, both Kang Zhuang and her have to keep practicing to raise their cultivation to be ahead of them.

"..." Kang Zhuang fell silent.

Li Qingluan continued: "Senior Brother Kang, only when your strength improves can you silence those people. There are still three more years before the inner disciple assessment. You need to retreat, otherwise, you will have to wait another ten years."

"Junior Sister Li, what about yourself?"

"I can also practice. I clean the pagoda here, which is actually a kind of cultivation." Li Qingluan replied, turning his eyes to the bright moonlight outside the window, and said: "I am different from you. How they treat me, as long as I can improve my strength, then I will accept it without hesitation."

"You..." Kang Zhuang opened his mouth, but he didn't utter a word for a long time.

Kang Zhuang looked at Li Qingluan's firm gaze, and there seemed to be a thousand feet of light flowing in the clear eyes. He was obviously only less than 11 years old, but he seemed to see her bright future.

That's right, although her talent is not as good as Xun Yulan's dual spiritual roots, she can surpass him and Xun Yulan in the blink of an eye for half a month.

Such a tenacious and strong heart, I am afraid that many people cannot match it.

"Junior Sister Li, I'm going back to practice." Kang Zhuang said very flatly. Only in his heart can he know how turbulent his heart is at the moment. He is already one step behind. If he doesn't practice hard and keep up with her Footsteps, in the future, I'm afraid I won't even have the qualifications to stand in front of her and speak.

"Senior Brother Kang, you can exchange some experience for the remaining moose pigs, take them back." Li Qingluan quickly reminded when he saw the moo pigs occupying a large area on the ground.

"That's for you." Kang Zhuang said without turning his head, only heard the sound of going downstairs. After a long time, the sound disappeared, and the Qingling Pagoda returned to silence again.

"Sister, this stupid big one is quite good." Xiao Miao looked at the big moat pig, thinking how delicious it would be if some ingredients were added by her sister's hands.

Li Qingluan looked at how it was about to drool, shook his head helplessly, and started to pack up the moat pig. He roasted all of them in two batches, and then threw most of them to Xiaomiao. The rest were dressed in casual clothes. In the precept of nothingness, wait until there is no time to get food, and then take it out to eat.

Since the first night, Li Qingluan found out that cleaning the garbage in the Qingling Pagoda is faster than practicing meditation at night, Li Qingluan can't wait to stay in the Qingling Pagoda for twelve hours a day to practice.

It was just after Maoshi, the sky was just dawning, and the sun was yet to rise. Li Qingluan gnawed on the barbecue and sat on the ninth floor of No.40 looking at the sun that had just risen. He couldn't help but sigh: "This way The beautiful scenery is really pleasing to the eye, as if all the troubles can be put away."

"It's great that you live here. You can see such a beautiful scenery every day." Li Qingluan turned his head and looked at the masked boy enviously. They were all clean, but she still wanted to come to the 49th floor.

Even if she talks alone, it's better than waiting for dawn alone in this quiet Qingling Pagoda.

In the pure eyes of the masked boy, the initial defense has been lowered. Her crystal-clear eyes, her clear voice like pearls colliding with each other, the way she speaks and smiles, and the envy in her eyes all make the boy's mouth twitch. It moved, but in the end, no sound was made.

"Why do you live on top of this Qingling Pagoda every day? Even if you can't practice, the outside world is still very beautiful. It's good to live an ordinary life." Li Qingluan murmured, I couldn't help but think of my mother and my brother. They used to live in such a backward mountain village. Although they were poor and poor, their family loved each other. She felt that even if others exchanged anything, they would never get it back. of.

"Sometimes, if you can't practice and just be an ordinary person, isn't it a kind of happiness?" Li Qingluan whispered, his words were full of nostalgia for the past days.

If it wasn't for the mother's serious illness, I'm afraid they would live such a happy life for the rest of their lives.

Hearing this, the masked boy's pure eyes were stained with pain, he beat himself desperately, kept beating, his face struggled, and a voice of pain emanated faintly.

Such a suppressed and painful voice, in this quiet Qingling Pagoda, was exceptionally clear, she immediately came to her senses, and she was shocked when she saw the young man's almost crazy appearance, and said hastily : "What's wrong with you? Don't hit yourself, it will hurt yourself."

Li Qingluan stepped forward quickly, but Naihe stood up only to realize that the boy was a head taller than her and stronger than her, she couldn't hold it back at all.

"Hey, you can't hurt yourself like this." Li Qingluan roared, the spiritual power was circulating in her body, but she didn't dare to use it, for fear of hurting the young man, she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, and the little cat next to her squatted aside Seeing that the young man did not have the strength to hurt Li Qingluan, he continued to sleep on his stomach.

"Body and skin, you are my parents, how can you hurt yourself like this?" Li Qingluan yelled at him, her clear eyes trying to convey her meaning.

While tugging, the mask fell off the young man's face, and Li Qingluan was instantly stunned.

What kind of boy is that? I thought the boy's eyes were very pure before, but when his entire face was revealed, she was completely dumbfounded. What Mu Han, Qinghe Zhenren, she thought was the best? The elder brother who looked at him seemed to be overshadowed by the young man in front of him.

The boy's sword-browed and star-eyed, pure pupils seemed to hurt him even a little deception. His handsome facial features couldn't be described as attractive, but when combined together, it gave people a feeling like a banished fairy, a kind of unbelievable feeling. The feeling of profanity.

"You..." Li Qingluan murmured a word, but after that, he didn't know what to say.

With panic in his eyes, the young man lowered his head and covered his face with the veil again, and his whole body returned to calm. The pain in those pure eyes seemed to be completely hidden at this moment.

"You, what happened just now? Did you remember something bad?" Li Qingluan sat down beside him, and was even more curious about the young man in front of him.

"Look, we've known each other for a few days, and we've eaten barbecue together, so we're friends?" Li Qingluan continued, seeing that the young man didn't respond, he couldn't help but continued: "We'll be friends from now on, okay? "

(End of this chapter)