Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 361 Yao Er Please Please

Chapter 361 Yao Er Please Please
"What? Didn't you say that this ban can be soundproofed? Can they hear it?"

Hearing Duanmu Yao'er's sudden scolding, Song Qing also trembled, looked around quickly, and said with some surprise.

Song Qing was not worried about Duanmu Yaoer's coquettishness, but worried about Guixu Fengzhen and the others finding out the situation here. After all, he called a Jindan Patriarch like that just now, even if Fengzhen would not punish him, Guixu and the others would. Will not let him go.

"Hmph, of course not, unless they have the cultivation base of Yuanying Patriarch."

Seeing Song Qing's appearance like this, Duanmu Yao'er snorted coldly, wrinkled her nose and said.

"That's good. Didn't you say that we are good friends when there is no one else, and we can call them whatever we want regardless of those rules?"

Hearing Duanmu Yaoer's words, Song Qing couldn't help but patted his chest lightly, then looked back at Duanmu Yaoer, and asked with some puzzlement.

It turned out that there was an agreement between Song Qing and Duanmu Yao'er.

"Then, then you can't call me 'Xiao Nizi'! I am the ancestor of Jindan!"

With a flushed face, Duanmu Yaoer danced her pink fists, said with a little anger and a little helplessness.

"Then what shall I call you?"

Song Qing frowned and said, "You can't just say 'hey' as soon as you meet, right?" But he couldn't understand the little girl in front of him.

You know, during Song Qing's three years in the red copper mine, she kept calling Duanmu Yao'er "Hey", and she was bored. Isn't she bored?

"Then call me..."

Hearing what Song Qing said, Duanmu Yao'er didn't know how to answer.

Normally, she has a noble status in Qingyangmen. In the past, if Zhuji disciples saw her, no matter their age or cultivation level, they would call her "Senior Sister". Of course, now it is changed to "Master Uncle".

However, whether it is "Senior Sister" or "Master Uncle", Song Qing is after all a disciple of Wanjian Sect, not a disciple of Qingyang Sect, and cannot be called that.

And if he called himself "Jindan Patriarch" as he did in front of people just now, he would feel very old again.

Moreover, if this is the case, people before and after are the same, the agreement between her and Song Qing will be useless, and as time goes by, she may lose this hard-won, only friend.

These are not what Duanmu Yaoer would like to see.

"...Then you can call me 'Yaoer', that's what my dad called me."

Frowning, Duanmu Yao'er was troubled for a long time before she said this to Song Qing.

"Okay, Yao'er, I've often heard you talk about daddy, how could I not have heard you talk about your mother?"

Slightly nodding his head, Song Qing complied, then seemed to think of something, and asked Duanmu Yaoer.

"Mother died very early."

Hearing Song Qing's sudden question, Duanmu Yaoer suddenly had a look of sadness on her pretty face, and said in a low voice.

"Sorry, I didn't expect this to happen."

An imperceptible gloomy flashed in his eyes, Song Qing apologized to Duanmu Yao'er.

"It's okay, I've forgotten all about it."

Duanmu Yao'er quickly returned to her usual lively appearance, swept away the sadness on her pretty face, smiled sweetly at Song Qing, and said:

"Where are your parents? I know you are from the secular world. They should be living well, right?"

According to Duanmu Yaoer's thinking, the secular country is ruled by the immortal sect, and there should be very few wars. Therefore, Song Qing's parents living in the secular world should be doing well.

"Not good, not good, they are all dead!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, a trace of hostility appeared on his face, and the less evil aura produced by the killing also dissipated. Song Qing looked at Duanmu Yao'er coldly, as if looking at a stranger.

"Don't do this, sorry, I don't know them..."

Under Song Qing's icy gaze, even Duanmu Yao'er, who was already at the Golden Core Realm, couldn't help but feel palpitations, she hurried forward, grabbed Song Qing's arm with her jade hand, bowed her head slightly, and apologized.

"Don't care about your business... Yao'er, why did you call me here?"

Song Qing didn't want to continue the topic of parents, so he directly interrupted Duanmu Yao'er's words until he calmed down a little, and asked Duanmu Yao'er these questions.

"Oh, that's right, I have one thing I want to ask you."

Hearing Song Qing's question, Duanmu Yao'er finally remembered her original purpose, and said to Song Qing with some embarrassment.

"Please ask me something?"

Hearing what Duanmu Yaoer said, Song Qing couldn't help being taken aback, and then he couldn't help showing a distorted smile on his face. He never thought that a Jindan ancestor would ask him to do things.

"Hmph, you're just smug, are you going to help?"

Seeing Song Qing's appearance like this, Duanmu Yao'er snorted angrily, then frowned and asked Song Qing.

"Naturally, since Yao'er ordered it, I will definitely die."

Nodding repeatedly, Song Qing patted his chest, without asking what Duanmu Yaoer wanted to ask of him, he agreed wholeheartedly.

But Song Qing didn't realize it, and just when he made such a promise, Duanmu Yaoer's pretty face in front of him couldn't help but blush.

"Yao'er, what do you want me to do? Can you tell me now?"

Looking at the pretty face in front of him, Song Qing smiled slightly and asked Duanmu Yao'er.

"Oh, it's the person from the Tianfengmen, the one you killed, his wind attribute spells are extremely strong, I think you should have those two spells in your storage bag."

Hearing what Song Qing said, Duanmu Yao'er realized that she hadn't said anything yet, and her pretty face turned red, but this time she didn't hear any ambiguity.

"That Feng Tianyu's wind attribute spell."

Song Qing already knew what Duanmu Yaoer entrusted, but he couldn't help frowning. There may be two spells in Feng Tianyu's storage bag, but these are all Qi Yubai's right now.

"I don't want the original, just make a copy."

Seeing Song Qing's appearance like this, Duanmu Yao'er misunderstood and said so quickly.

"Hehe, Yao'er, I don't have Feng Linggen, so what's the use of that spell, but these are really not in my hands now, wait for me for a while, I will go to Qi Yubai, Feng Tianyu's storage bags are all in his hands .”

For Duanmu Yaoer's misunderstanding, Song Qing naturally saw it, waved at Duanmu Yaoer and smiled, and said so.

"Oh, okay, thanks."

Only then did Duanmu Yao'er realize that she had misunderstood Song Qing, her pretty face blushed again, and she nodded slightly.

"Hehe, we still need to say something like this, Yao'er, you can remove the restriction so that I can get out."

Smiling casually, and not paying attention to Duanmu Yaoer's thanks, Song Qing looked at the surrounding soundproof barriers, and said to Duanmu Yaoer.

"It doesn't matter. This restriction is only for sound insulation and cannot prevent people from entering... That Qi Yubai should be the person who was with you before, right? He has returned to your Wanjianmen residence now."

Duanmu Yaoer did not withdraw from the station, but waved to Song Qing, telling Song Qing that nothing would happen.

Afterwards, Duanmu Yaoer sensed it for a while, and said this to Song Qing.

(End of this chapter)

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