NOVEL NEXT Chapter 41 Will You Be My Wife?
Another day later.
[It was detected that the host successfully deceived the Heavenly Sword Sect Saint Mu Linglong from the upper realm, and was rewarded with Divine Level sword skills Ghost Sword Jue. Heart Jue, Ghost Sword Intent. (Enhanced version of Sword Intent, greatly improves the power of swordsmanship and attainments in swordsmanship) ]
[Mu Linglong’s current favorability towards the host (10)]
Lang Zimiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice when he heard this. What does it mean to be deceived?
But I got a good thing this time, the ghost Sword Intent?
"I'll teach you a Sword Intent technique. Do you want to learn it?"
Lang Zimiu pressed his handsome face to hers and whispered softly in her ear.
The appearance is very ambiguous.
Mu Linglong slowly raised her head after hearing this. Now she no longer felt scared when she looked at Lang Zimiu.
But because I was very shy, I still didn’t want to look at him.
She whispered softly: "I don't want it."
"Why not? It's awesome."
"The secret of Divine Level swordsmanship."
He looked down at Mu Linglong and whispered, as if it was mysterious.
Then she opened a gap between her index finger and middle finger, and looked at him with her beautiful eyes blinking, looking extremely cute.
"Are you lying to me again?"
She said sarcastically.
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"What I said is real."
Lang Zimiu continued:
"As long as you become my disciple, I will teach you my determination."
"Not only the determination, but also the swordsmanship will be taught to you."
Lang Zimiu rested his chin on her left shoulder, looked at her beautiful profile, and said seductively.
When Mu Linglong heard this, a strange look appeared on her face.
There seemed to be some slight disdain.
She turned her face away and said somewhat showily:
"My master is the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect."
After saying this, she showed a hint of sadness again.
No more words were said.
Lang Zimiu frowned slightly when he saw this, thinking that her background was so powerful, why did she bring the Samsara Pearl to the lower world?
"You said you would return to the upper realm after you recover your cultivation. What was your original cultivation state?"
Lang Zimiu asked curiously.
"Third level of spiritual fairyland."
She recovered from her sadness and murmured.
"ah?"
Lang Zimiu couldn't help but groaned and swallowed.
What realm do you think of this?
Is the little baby in my arms so strong?
"Do you know about the Venerable Realm?"
Lang Zimiu became more and more curious.
She shook her head slowly.
"Then do you know what state you are in now?"
"The fourth level of heaven in the mortal realm."
she whispered.
"The division of realms in the upper realm is different from that in the lower realm."
She turned her face back, looked at Lang Zimiu, and said seriously.
Lang Zimiu suddenly realized what he said.
"Under the fairyland, we call it the ninth level of the mortal realm. Breaking through the mortal world and entering the fairyland is just the beginning."
"Nine Heavens?"
"Body Tempering, Marrow Cleansing, Spirit Fusion, Spirit Mortal, Spirit Lord, Spirit Lord, Spirit King?"
Lang Zimiu thought about it and only counted seven realms.
Does it mean there are two realms above this?
As far as he understood, the Qiankun Dynasty did not have a spirit Venerable Realm.
The system of the Soul King Realm was also informed by the system when going to the palace.
"Upper Bound."
He murmured softly, frowning slightly.
Suddenly I realized how small I was.
Then he thought of another important thing and asked:
"Do you know Ice Jade Empress?"
"Um?"
Mu Linglong looked at him in surprise, wondering why he, a person from the lower world, knew so many important people in the upper world.
"of course I know."
"Ice Jade Empress is one of the three empresses in the upper world. She is known for being ruthless and ruthless, and she stands above millions of people in the upper world."
"And she is also the top ten beauties in the upper world."
"I go."
Lang Zimiu took a breath.
I wonder if the empress knows that she has transformed her mortal body into her own shape, will she be dead?
"System, this empress shouldn't know about it, right?"
He immediately asked the system in his mind.
[how could I know. ]
After hearing this reply, he immediately had black lines on his head.
Then he came back to his senses, and his desire to become stronger became even stronger.
I will definitely have a "battle" with this Ice Jade Empress in the future, and I can't just enjoy it in my leisurely days.
"Hurry up and become my apprentice."
Lang Zimiu tightened the nephrite in his arms a little tighter, and said with some pretense of ferocity.
Mu Linglong felt the touch, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her face turned red with embarrassment.
"But I already have a master."
She said aggrievedly.
"So what if we already have a master? Can't we have one more?"
"Hurry up, if you don't become my apprentice, I will destroy you."
Lang Zimiu smiled evilly, trying to scare her.
As expected, Mu Linglong's expression immediately became a little flustered after hearing this.
He had no choice but to succumb to his lustful power.
‘Master, I’m sorry, Linglong has no choice but to do this. '
Mu Linglong repented in her heart.
Then her lips parted slightly, and she said reluctantly:
"Okay~"
Lang Zimiu chuckled and said, "Good disciple, call me Master."
"Master~"
The ethereal and beautiful girl's voice came out, which was particularly pleasant to the ears.
[It is detected that the host has accepted Mu Linglong, an extraordinary person, as a disciple (the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Upper Realm), and will be rewarded with five practice speed experience cards that are equal to one year in one day]
Lang Zimiu was secretly happy when he heard this, thinking that if this saint from the Heavenly Sword Sect in the upper world could successfully reward him, then his swordsmanship would definitely be at its peak.
But the problem is that the favorability is not enough to start the reward.
This made him a little anxious.
"Don't you like me very much?"
Lang Zimiu hugged her and asked her to face him.
Watching with her.
"ah?"
"without."
Mu Linglong was afraid that he would be angry, so she lied.
Lang Zimiu looked at her with squinted eyes, making her feel more guilty and nervous.
Lang Zimiu doesn't know how to improve his favorability at this moment. Everything that needs to be said has been said.
Could it be said that love can only depend on time?
He stared closely at the pure beauty in front of him and began to say some naughty words.
"Will you be my wife?"
"ah?"
Mu Linglong's delicate body trembled, and her little face was full of panic.
Her pretty face turned red with embarrassment.
"I have to be responsible for you, so you will be my wife and I will be your husband, okay?"
Lang Zimiu continued to speak dirty words.
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