Chapter 1711: Duck mandarin!

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Lun Waner pouted, "Who said I do n’t know your sect disciples, just one arrogant one ca n’t do it, especially pedantic and stubborn, I do n’t know what is going on in my mind every day. Tired! "
He Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at Jin Ling and saying, "We can always ask the girl what ancestry you came from without asking the treasure hidden in the girl?"
"This one"
In He Ming's view, this question is not so embarrassing, but Jin Ling just raised her eyebrows, and her face was filled with embarrassment and guilt. "I'm sorry for this son, I really can't answer the son. But Please ask the son to believe that I am not pretending to be mysterious, but this is the fate of my master before he dies, and Ling'er dare not violate it. "
Although he was a little surprised, He Ming nodded and said, "I must have the teacher do this, there must be a reason for it."
He Ming ’s kindness made Jin Ling thankful, and her eyes were about to condense wet mist again. As she said, the mission that Zongmen carried on her body was too heavy for her to wander on the verge of collapse.
"Ling'er, the worst time has passed. There will be a president and they will be there. No one will dare to bully you again!"
Although Jin Ling couldn't tell what was carried on his body because of his teacher's failure, the storm could clearly feel Jin Ling's helplessness and pain, which made him saddened. This time I saw Lun Waner's strong return. His heart finally found a little comfort.% 2 The self-blame that had accumulated in his heart for many days was greatly reduced, and his mood was obviously brighter.
It's just that Jin Ling still looks like a cloud of sadness, and looks sad. In the end, it was a loved one who loved each other. The storm saw Jin Ling's worries at a glance and sighed, "Ling'er, I know you want to enter the fairy secret palace and complete the mission entrusted to you by the master. But the last three cases have already been released. It ’s impossible for you to enter the Immortal Secret House under the cover of loose repair. In fact, everyone ’s power is limited, and there are always things that you ca n’t do. , That ’s enough. I think, even if you do n’t complete the entrustment of the master, your master will not blame you. "
Obviously, he is a rough man who is superior to eloquence, but at this time he just said such sincere and intimate words, and it is really difficult to storm. At the same time, it also made everyone understand that the storm didn't really care about Jin Ling.
"but"
Of course, Jin Ling understands that the storm is all about facts. But does Master's final request mean that it can be put down? What's more, in this entrustment, there is still an unforgettable blood feud!
When I thought of how the sisters and brothers were killed and howl when they were killed, I thought of the teacher who used her as a daughter to care for and teach. To complete Master ’s entrustment, even if this entrustment is difficult!
Jin Ling turned his attention to Lun Waner, and unconsciously brought a little pleading in his eyes.
The fighting power that Lun Waner just showed, so she was very bright, as if she saw hope, she couldn't help thinking, if she could get the help of Lun Waner, she might have a 10% chance to fulfill Master's entrustment.
In a flash of time, Jin Ling even thought about using the storm to threaten Lunwaner and force her to help herself. With Lun Wan'er's friendship with the storm, Jin Ling believes that she has a great chance of succumbing to herself. Although this method was too mean, she could not help but despise herself, but as soon as the figure of Master appeared in her mind, she left everything behind.
But now Jin Ling has calmed down, especially after hearing the solace of the storm, she understands that she ca n’t go against Master ’s orders, but the love of the storm for her is something she cherishes. .
What's more, although Lun Wan'er's combat power is amazing, she is still only a Jiupin Renxian. With a Jiupin Renxian, she wants to fight against the Shangzong, or even the entire sect. Naive.
What's more, it is up to you to bear what you should bear. Why bother others?
"Master, you can rest assured, your entrustment, the Tu'er will do his best to complete, even if he is dead!"
Jin Ling's heart rose to a halt, and she was ready to die generously. Just looking up at the storm's eyes full of concern, Jin Ling's heart immediately came a burst of pain. It's just that in this life, she might be able to live up to the storm, unable to accompany him to the end of life.
"No Linger, don't be stupid, don't do it"
When I met Jin Ling, I loved it wholeheartedly, making the storm extremely delicate. Although Jin Ling didn't say a word, from her eyes, the storm completely understood her heart, and there was a sudden panic on her face.
The storm felt keenly that he was about to lose Jin Ling, and Jin Ling was leaving him. How could he not feel panic?
"Sorry for the storm! If there is an afterlife, I will definitely be your wife and serve you forever!"
Before the words fell, Jin Ling's figure fluttered up and down like a wind, and it was a few feet away in an instant.
Although the storm has been guarded for a long time, he first reached out and wanted to hold Jin Ling, but Jin Ling's cultivation behavior was far higher than him. Big hands were caught in the air, and the beloved one went further and further away. At that moment, the whole heart of the storm almost stopped beating. His head seemed to explode, buzzing blankly.
Since then, there have been no days of Jin Ling, just thinking about it is enough to make the storm shudder. As Jin Ling's figure went away, the storm's heart gradually lost vitality.
That one stretched hard, desperately trying to grab his big hand, those pairs of eyes full of pleading and despair, all of which also broke Jin Ling's heart.
Perhaps perhaps she should not have met this storm in this life!
"Good skills!"
Just when Jin Ling was about to go down hard and go away completely, a voice from Lun Waner suddenly came beside her. Jin Ling was taken aback, turned her head violently, and was surprised to find that she didn't know when Lun Wan'er had already caught up.
This cultivation method, this body method, is almost unpredictable, so Jin Ling can not help but feel a sense of horror!
A loose repair, a girl who is not as old as her own, has such an incredible skill, it is really terrifying!
"President?"
"You leave like this, what's the difference from killing the storm directly?"
Lun Wan'er really couldn't understand Jin Ling. The pretty face at this time was a little displeased and full of blame.
"I can't hurt him anymore, can't!"
Jin Ling covered her face with both hands, tears overflowing along her fingers.
Seeing Jin Ling like this, Lun Waner could not bear it immediately, and when he came to his mouth, the rebuke turned into a sigh.
"Linger! Linger!"
When Lun Waner and Jin Ling were talking, the storm had rushed over like a whirlwind. Holding Jin Ling in his arms tightly, it is like a treasure recovered from loss!
"President, thank you, thank you!"
The storm held Jin Ling without letting go, while Chonglun Waner kept nodding and thanking him. If the degree of gratitude, if not afraid of letting Jin Ling go, Jin Ling would leave again, and the storm might give Jin Ling a few.
Lun Wan'er shook his head, crying and laughing. The storm was almost like a personal change.
"Fool! You should let me go. I am an ominous person. I stay with you and it will only hurt you."
"Don't say it's an exhaustion, I'm not afraid even if I die! In short, I can't live without you!"
"Okay, okay, don't you just want to enter the fairy secret palace, what's so difficult about it?"
Lun Wan'er's nose suddenly became sour, and the two could no longer be allowed to continue, otherwise her president must be embarrassed on the spot. He waved his hand and said to the two.
Jin Ling ’s expression suddenly rose, and she was surprised. "Chairman, can you break through the Zongmen ’s blockade and enter the Immortal Secret House?"
"Yes! There is nothing terrible. If they let us in, they would all be happy. If they wouldn't let us in, then we would fight in!"
As soon as Lun Waner's words were spoken, Jin Ling immediately felt a domineering expression that prevented Xu Mei from coming, causing her to involuntarily take a few breaths. Don't let in, just hit in! In the face of sternness, how many people dare to take such harsh words?
Jin Ling feels admired and disappointed!
She admired the courage and enthusiasm of Lun Waner, and absolutely won glory for the woman. However, this way of Lun Waner, in Jin Ling's view, was simply nonsense.
"Yes! Enter! Also let those Zongmen know that this world is not about what they say."
The storm was invigorated, and the eagerness of the fist would not stop immediately.
"Girl Wan'er, is this too rash?"
Lunwaner's big eyes, at this time he was looking at Jin Ling with a smile. "Why, are you afraid?"
"I"
Jin Ling was a little vomiting. She was not afraid of death. She was afraid of not being able to fulfill Master's orders.
Lun Waner did n’t wait for Jin Ling to give an answer and turned his eyes to the storm. "This time, you and Song Po will follow us! The Yinfengling trip will leave you behind. Now think about it, I ’m so sorry, I will never let you miss it! "
"What? The storm is also going? No! Not to mention his cultivation is still shallow, he is hurting him now. Entering the secret palace is almost the same as seeking death! I disagree!"
When Lun Wan'er's words didn't fall, Jin Ling shouted excitedly. It was like protecting a calf, protecting the storm behind him. It just made Lun Waner feel like he was a bad guy who was not good for the storm.
"Yu! How are you two? Have you taken care of it?" Lun Waner quipped funny.
"Waner girl, you do n’t know, the secret palace is very dangerous. Taking the storm ’s current cultivation practice, entering the secret palace is almost the same as dying. You are the president of the storm. Do you want to force it? "
Jin Ling could n’t be shy anymore, she said to Lun Waner very solemnly