Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 366 The Mission Begins

Song Qing didn't know about the peeping of the Jindan ancestors in the meeting hall, and even Duanmu Yao'er, who is now at the Jindan realm, didn't notice it at all.

"Yao'er, since senior Duanmu asked you to go back and clean up, you can go back first, I will wait here first."

Although he just saw Duanmu Yaoer and didn't want to separate from Duanmu Yaoer so soon, Song Qing hesitated for a while, and still said so to Duanmu Yaoer.

"What? Could it be that you are really afraid of my father?"

With her eyes bent into crescents, Duanmu Yaoer asked Song Qing curiously.

"No!"

Song Qing immediately denied it, and then said to Duanmu Yao'er: "I just thought, since Senior Duanmu explained it like this, it must be right. Now go and tidy up, and the others will come back later."

Although the reason is a bit far-fetched, it still makes sense.

"If I told you, I would have packed it up long ago?"

With her arms around her chest, showing her perfect curves, Duanmu Yaoer was very interested at this time.

"Then your father still..." Song Qing's eyes widened involuntarily, and Song Qing couldn't believe it.

"Hmph, that's his affectation, that's what he looks like, he really cares about face."

Small nose wrinkled, Duanmu Yao'er let out a cold snort, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Then you still let me pack things?"

"You, stay here with me for a while." After hesitating for a while, Song Qing said to Duanmu Yao'er.

"Hee hee, that's right."

Hearing what Song Qing said, Duanmu Yao'er's bright eyes curved into crescent moons again, and laughed.

Song Qing didn't pay attention to Duanmu Yao'er's slightly smug laugh, he turned around, and looked outside through the sound-proof cyan light curtain.

At this time, he was still in the City Lord's Mansion, and there were not many people coming and going. Song Qing had nothing to see, so he stared at a rhododendron not far away.

Song Qing didn't speak, and Duanmu Yao'er didn't speak either, staring at the rhododendron as well, and fell silent.

"Give."

After being silent for a while, Duanmu Yaoer seemed to suddenly think of something, so she slapped the storage bag, took out a roll of jade slips, and handed it to Song Qing.

"what is this?"

Looking at the jade slip in Duanmu Yaoer's hand, Song Qing frowned slightly and asked with some doubts.

"This is the map of the Lingwu Mountains that Daddy gave you. You can make a copy, just in case you need it." Duanmu Yaoer explained to Song Qing while maintaining the posture of handing it over.

"Oh, thank you."

Hearing what Duanmu Yaoer said, Song Qing's brows also relaxed, took the jade slip, and then slapped on his storage bag, and took out a roll of blank jade slips.

Grabbing the jade slip given by Duanmu Yao'er in one hand, and the blank roll of jade slip in the other hand, he has already started copying.

Since it is a map this time, it needs to be detailed, so Song Qing copied the entire jade slip, and it took three minutes longer than before.

"Okay, pay you back."

After copying the jade slips, Song Qing put his own jade slips back into the storage bag, and handed Duanmu Yaoer's jade slips back.

"It's really slow, I'll copy it for you if I know it."

She took the jade slip and put it in the storage bag, then Duanmu Yaoer commented on Song Qing.

"Hehe, with your sloppy nature, I dare not let you copy it." Song Qing joked with a smile.

"Hmph! Where am I sloppy?"

Although she knew that Song Qing was joking, Duanmu Yao'er still didn't respond, she danced her fists, pouted her mouth, and said dissatisfiedly, as if she wanted to make a move.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it seems to be flirting.

"No, I'm just guessing out of thin air, why do you take it seriously?"

Seeing Duanmu Yao'er like this, Song Qing surrendered very cooperatively, and quickly argued.

"It's more or less the same." Duanmu Yaoer closed her fist happily.

"However, Yao'er, be so fierce, be careful that no one will like it." Seeing Duanmu Yao'er recovered, Song Qing joked again.

"Hmph, who said that no one likes... No, someone who likes me has already come, so don't be jealous!"

Hearing Song Qing's teasing words, Duanmu Yao'er wrinkled her nose and snorted coldly, and then suddenly her eyes lit up, pointing at a person not far in front, and showing her canine teeth to Song Qing.

Hearing what Duanmu Yaoer said, Song Qing didn't know why, and couldn't help but feel refreshed, and hurriedly looked over, only to see the man surnamed Feng whom he met a long time ago coming over.

Three months ago, when Song Qing returned to Heyang Town with Guixu, Song Qing didn't know the man surnamed Feng, but after these three months, they had gotten to know each other better.

The man surnamed Feng is also one of the "Twelve Sons of Lingwu", Fengmo Grotto of Qingyang Gate.

With a wave of her jade arm, Duanmu Yao'er had already removed the soundproof restriction, and at that moment, Song Qing also became cautious.

"Elder Duanmu."

Seeing that Duanmu Yaoer had removed the sound-proof barrier, Fengmo Grotto was also overjoyed, stepped forward quickly, and bowed to Duanmu Yaoer.

"Well, have you packed it?" Duanmu Yaoer asked Fengmo Grotto with the airs of Jindan Patriarch.

"It's already tidied up."

Feng Moku nodded and replied, then looked at Song Qing, and asked with good intentions:
"Song Daoyou should have cleaned up, right?"

Fengmo Grotto also saw the situation in the soundproofing restriction before, he saw that Duanmu Yao'er seemed to be very close to Song Qing, and he couldn't help feeling unhappy.

"Well, it's already packed, thank you, Fellow Daoist Feng, for your concern."

They bowed their hands to Fengmoku, and said very politely, although they have been in the same battlefield for three months, and they have heard of each other's reputation, but they have not had any communication.

"Since Nephew Feng is here, I will also make a copy of the map of the Lingwu Mountains, just in case."

Duanmu Yaoer was inexplicably displeased when she saw Song Qing and Fengmoku, it seemed that something was holding her breath, she slapped the storage bag, took out the scroll of jade slips, and handed it to Fengmoku.

"Yes, thank you Elder Duanmu."

Seeing Duanmu Yaoer's concern, Feng Moku was overjoyed, thanked him quickly and took it, then ignored Song Qing, slapped the storage bag, took out a roll of blank jade slips, and copied them .

After the arrival of Fengmo Grotto, other people came one after another. Duanmu Yaoer asked them to make a copy of the map, saying that it was in case of emergency.

For these, everyone naturally agreed with joy.

"Now that everyone has copied the map, let's go."

Seeing that everyone has copied the map, Duanmu Yao'er shook her delicate body slightly, released the Golden Core Realm to face the pressure, and said to Song Qing and others, as if she was a leader.

"Yes."

No matter what sect or sect, they all bowed their hands respectfully to Duanmu Yaoer. The fact that Duanmu Yaoer asked everyone to copy the map earlier has already won the hearts of the people. Even if some people were dissatisfied before, it has disappeared in smoke.

(End of this chapter)