I have to say that this system plug-in is pretty good, and An Qingyu will indeed pass by here.

But... it was seen in a way that Tang Yu didn't expect.

A cold spiritual sword was pressed against Tang Yu's throat. The sword was so fast that Tang Yu had to raise his head because of the pressure of the spiritual sword before he could even see who it was.

But even so, Tang Yu still did not miss the white one.

The brocade feathered robe is a unique symbol of the An family, a family of immortal cultivators.

Good news, An Qingyu is here.

Bad news, An Qingyu came alone.

Tang Yu swallowed softly and tried to say hello to An Qingyu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but An Qingyu didn't give him a chance.

The golden immortal-binding rope flew out from An Qingyu's sleeves and quickly wrapped around Tang Yu's body, circle after circle, as if it was determined not to give Tang Yu a chance to escape.

Tang Yu: “…”

Is it possible that I can't run at all now?

An Qingyu said he didn't want to listen.

After the Immortal Binding Rope had bound the man tightly, An Qingyu put away the magic sword and looked at Tang Yu carefully.

It turns out that I would encounter such a big surprise when I was on my own.

An Qingyu's gaze first fell on Tang Yu's clothes.

Such crude clothes... Tang Yu is actually willing to wear them?

He still remembered that when he gave Tang Yu the best feathered robe in his family, he only received a bland response from Tang Yu: "It's okay, it doesn't feel very comfortable to touch."

What, Tang Yu is used to wearing this linen clothes now?

An Qingyu looked down and easily saw that Tang Yu's hands were no longer as white as jade. The hands that once felt as warm as jade had become a little rough, as if they had done a lot of odd jobs.

However, An Qingyu quickly dismissed the idea.

How is that possible?

Why would Tang Yu be willing to do those things?

When he was in the sect, he was always carefully served by others. How could he possibly do the work by himself?

Besides, although Master Tang Yu is not a good person, he still cares about his only disciple.

Otherwise, Master Feng Ling would not have brought only Tang Yu with him when he defected from the sect.

Thinking of this, An Qingyu's slender long eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was a complicated emotion in her eyes.

But An Qingyu didn't want to delve into it, nor did she want to delve into it.

There is no need for empathy or understanding for this liar and ruthless person.

However, when An Qingyu saw Tang Yu's ankles rubbed red by his straw sandals, she still frowned slightly.

"Where's your spiritual power?"

An Qingyu felt Tang Yu's pulse, but found no sign of spiritual power in Tang Yu's body.

Tang Yu had finally waited for this sentence, so he lowered his mouth and said sadly, "I don't know either."

So pitiful, Tang Yu.

An Qingyu suddenly thought of this. When he realized that the group of fellow apprentices behind him were approaching, he snorted coldly and said loudly:

“Just right!”

Tang Yu: “…Ah?”

It's over, this trick doesn't work anymore.

It turns out Qingyu is most vulnerable to this trick.

An Qingyu, who was looking down at Tang Yu from above, seemed to have seen through Tang Yu's thoughts. Suddenly, an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he saw it at first glance, he thought the ice and snow had melted.

But that smile only lasted for a moment, because as the smile faded, An Qingyu looked at him with a cold and firm face and said:

"You are the one who wanted to appear in front of me."

This statement was incoherent, and even Tang Yu was a little confused.

Generally speaking, as far as Tang Yu understood, he probably wouldn't have a good ending.

It wasn't that Tang Yu didn't want to talk at this time, but An Qingyu had cast a silencing spell on him at some point, so he couldn't say a word at all.

Tang Yu opened his mouth several times to express his desire to speak, but An Qingyu pretended not to see it.

But perhaps it was because Tang Yu's face was making a weird expression that An Qingyu couldn't help but say:

"I don't want to hear you speak, and don't waste your struggle."

"Anyway, all you say is lies, so it's better not to say anything."

An Qingyu didn't know what she was thinking about, her eyes turned cold again, and her gaze fell on Tang Yu's mouth.

Tang Yu subconsciously closed his mouth.

Well... let's just use the Silencing Spell.

It's better than cutting your tongue, right?

"Senior Brother? Senior Brother?"

"Big Brother?"

A faint call came from the dense forest behind him. An Qingyu thought for a moment, then flexibly formed a seal with his hands and threw it directly at Tang Yu.

Tang Yu subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that the binding rope on his body had disappeared.

But the constraints remain.

Then he felt his face tense.

There was no mirror to see things at this time, so Tang Yu could only look at An Qingyu in confusion.

Unexpectedly, An Qingyu frowned slightly and turned away:

"I only used a temporary disguise on you, I didn't touch your face."

"You don't have to look at me like that."

After hearing this, Tang Yu fell silent.

what to do?

In the past, he was too immersed in his character. Not only was he pretentious and vicious, but he also cared a lot about his face.

Once when he was practicing sword skills with An Qingyu, An Qingyu accidentally scratched a small cut on his face with her sword, and he was angry with An Qingyu for several days.

There was no way. His main goal before was to wear out An Qingyu's patience with him and make An Qingyu understand that he was a hypocritical and vicious scumbag.

It's best to see his true face as soon as possible.

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