Chapter 11 Need some help
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"Get up." Lin Yue helped her up. At this time, Yang Qing just arrived. Lin Yue said to Jian Chier, "You go back first. I will teach you tomorrow."
Jian Chier felt excited when he heard such condescending words.
"Master." Jian Chier bowed respectfully to Yang Qing.
Just as Lin Yue asked her to do.
Yang Qing nodded, "Did you neglect the Little Saint King?"
Before Jian Chier could speak, Lin Yue said, "She did a great job."
Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and let Jian Chier go. When she and Lin Yue were alone, she bowed in a low voice and said, "The Little Saint King is his business."
Lin Yue picked up the tea that Jian Chier had poured for him before he left, took a sip, and said slowly, "Since you sent your disciple away, I can only ask you to do one thing."
Yang Qing's heart tightened. She was ten years older than Jian Chier, and was only twenty-five years old. She was in excellent condition, especially her long white legs, which were the dream of countless male disciples.
"Stay with me tonight." Lin Yue put down the teacup and said without beating around the bush.
"You've gone too far!" Yang Qing said angrily, "You still owe me an answer."
Lin Yue smiled, "I can answer your first question. Your father, Yang Kai, was at the hill where you grew up this morning."
Yang Qing's body trembled slightly, knowing that the small hill was not only where she lived in her childhood, but also where her mother's grave was.
"Morning, where is he now?" Yang Qing asked anxiously.
Lin Yue smiled and said, "That's the second question."
"You!" Yang Qing's chest rose and fell, "What do I want you to say?"
"I told you to stay with me." Lin Yue walked into his room, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person you think."
The door was about to close. Yang Qing gritted her teeth, knowing that Lin Yue was forcing her. If she missed this opportunity, she might never know the whereabouts of her father again.
With a bang, the door closed. Lin Yue was lying on the big bed, patting the bedside, "Come sit over here."
"You!" Yang Qing was so angry that she felt that Lin Yue was too bullying.
She is obviously one of the twelfth elders who is high above everyone else, but she cannot please Lin Yue at all.
Yang Qing gritted her teeth, her red lips almost oozing blood, and she sat next to Lin Yue with a trembling body. (5,0);
"Then what?" Yang Qing asked angrily.
Lin Yue held her hand. Yang Qing resisted at first, but knowing that Lin Yue would only respond softly and not hard, she had to grit her teeth and endure.
But who knew that Lin Yue closed his eyes and said in a daze: "No more."
After saying this, he fell into a deep sleep.
Yang Qing frowned, not knowing what Lin Yue was thinking.
She moved closer and saw that Lin Yue's breathing was steady and he had really fallen asleep.
"He let me in just for these?" Yang Qing's jade hand was still held by Lin Yue. She didn't dare to move. She blew out the Yao Qi crystal in the room: Yao Zhu, the burning flame, and closed her eyes.
When Lin Yue opened his eyes, he could still feel Yang Qing's warmth. She was sleeping beside the bed.
Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief as the sunshine of July 28th shone down.
"Looks like we've really escaped."
He kept Yang Qing just to feel at ease.
After all, no matter how strong a man is, he occasionally needs the company of a woman.
Lin Yue sat up, and Yang Qing woke up as well. She looked at Lin Yue strangely, her face turning red. "You're awake?"
Lin Yue nodded, "Thank you."
Yang Qing suddenly felt uncomfortable with Lin Yue's polite tone. Doesn't this guy really want to control others?
Why are you so polite all of a sudden?
Lin Yue had no idea that Yang Qing had these thoughts in her mind.
I stretched, got out of bed, opened the door, and let the sunlight shine on my body.
Yang Qing looked at the slender figure and couldn't help but stare at him in a daze.
"Hello."
Lin Yue's voice came, and Yang Qing came back to her senses, "Hmm?"
Lin Yue said: "Hongmeng Dou, are you ready?"
Yang Qing didn't know why he suddenly asked this, so she shook her head and said, "You are so powerful, you should know that the Wangxian Sect is no longer as powerful as before, and participating in the Hongmeng Tournament is just about participation."
Lin Yue smiled faintly, he certainly knew the situation of the Wangxian Sect. It was not the fault of the people below him even if Qin Ji was like this.
But he still said: "What if I have the confidence to make Wangxian Sect win in the Hongmeng Battle?"
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Yang Qing was startled. Although her relationship with Lin Yue was a little delicate, she still looked at the young man in the sun with a look of surprise. "It's impossible. The current strength of the three major sects has been formed over many years. The Hongmeng Battle is imminent. How can you have time to change?"
"Time is very tight." Lin Yue also knew that it was difficult, and his current cultivation was not enough, but after winning the Hongmeng Battle, he could enter Dao River, where the key to the eight secrets of the universe was located.
The Dao River opened only after the Hongmeng Battle began, so even after a hundred thousand years, Lin Yue had no chance to go in, but he was sure of the secrets inside.
"I need a few helpers. With them, maybe there is still a chance." Lin Yue looked at Yang Qing solemnly.
The latter asked quickly: "What helper?"
She herself was confused and somehow believed the young man.
"One of them is you." Lin Yue said lightly.
Yang Qing's pretty face turned red, "Me? During the Hongmeng battle, the three masters of the Chixiao Pavilion and the four demon lords of the Demon Sea will also appear. I am no match for them."
Lin Yue said: "I will teach you the way of the sword this month. There are also variations of the Tianyan Sword Technique."
Yang Qing's heart tightened, "Are you telling the truth?"
Lin Yue nodded, "Variations are harder to practice than the original moves. I hope you can try your best."
If other disciples saw this, they would definitely think that the elder was crazy for believing the words of a teenager.
But Yang Qing tried the Tianyan Sword Technique that Lin Yue taught Jian Chier yesterday, and it was indeed extremely mysterious.
"Little Saint King, please give me some advice!" Yang Qing stood up and bowed.
Lin Yue said: "No hurry, I need you to help me find someone to meet now."
"Little Saint King, please speak."
"Dragon scales." Lin Yue said lightly.
Yang Qing was startled. "Elder Seventh Palace, this may be a little difficult."
"Go on."
Yang Qing continued, "Long Lin is a solitary person and always keeps to himself. Even though I am an elder, I may not be able to see him."
"No problem." Lin Yue said, "Just help me find his location. I have other things for you to take care of."
Yang Qing was half-believing and half-doubting, and guessed that the second person Lin Yue wanted to find was Long Lin.
But this person is too difficult. (5,0);
He only cares about his own knife. He loves knives as if they were his life. Ordinary people have no idea what he is thinking.
After Lin Yue had drunk a few cups of tea, Yang Qing came back and reported, "Long Lin is in the back mountain of the Seventh Palace."
"Okay." Lin Yue stood up and prepared to set off.
Yang Qing advised, "Wait, you want to go directly to the back mountain?"
Lin Yue nodded, and Yang Qing objected, "That is the forbidden place where he practices swordsmanship. Even the disciples of the Seventh Palace cannot enter casually. You can't go there like this."
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