When the dragon heard Leng Qingqiu's voice, it was so frightened that its body shook several times as if it had Parkinson's disease.
The dragon looked at Ye Lan with extremely resentful eyes, slowly moving to Leng Qingqiu's side, looking back every few steps. Then he forced a far-fetched smile and said, "No, no... Master, you must have heard it wrongly. How could I feel wronged?"
But he was screaming wildly in his heart. Jiaolong knew what kind of person Leng Qingqiu was, and he also knew that Leng Qingqiu would always be more normal in front of Ye Lan.
It waited for a long time, and seeing that Leng Qingqiu was indeed not sarcastic, it immediately turned into a bracelet and wrapped around Leng Qingqiu's wrist.
Leng Qingqiu saw that the dragon had become obedient, and then looked at Ye Lan.
"This dragon isn't very smart. Don't bother with it if you have any problems."
The dragon pretending to be dead: ...
Not so smart?
ah?
ah!
The dragon wanted to roar, how could its master slander it in front of its mother-in-law? Didn’t it have any shame?
Ye Lan couldn't hear the dragon's cry. He shook his head and said, "It's okay. You know, I usually don't care."
He usually fights when he can, so what's the point of worrying about these things.
Leng Qingqiu nodded and said, "Tomorrow is our dual cultivation couple ceremony, so go to bed early."
After Leng Qingqiu finished speaking, he gently stroked Ye Lan's face with his hand, and then went back with his troubled pet.
The little yellow chicken in the spirit pet space saw that Leng Qingqiu had left, so it bravely came out of the spirit pet space.
It flew around Ye Lan several times before sighing, "Mother, why is Dad so desperate to accept something like that as a spirit pet..."
It's not the first day that the little yellow chicken has disliked the dragon. In fact, his personality is more like Leng Qingqiu. He doesn't like excessive noise, so every time the dragon shamelessly comes up to him, he feels inexplicably annoyed.
After all, Jiaolong is the kind of person who talks a lot and is dramatic, and the little yellow chicken really can't stand it.
Ye Lan listened to what the little yellow chicken said and laughed alone.
He was not stupid, so how could he not understand that the dragon was just trying to make its presence felt in front of him?
He smiled at the little yellow chicken who still didn't understand anything and said, "I'm afraid you need to ask your father about this question yourself..."
Ye Lan looked at the little yellow chicken with a look of emotion on his face.
God was pretty good to him. He really couldn't imagine if the dragon was his spiritual pet, would he want to strangle it to death every day.
The dragon that was hanging obediently on Leng Qingqiu's wrist shuddered violently.
The next day.
Guests gathered at the gate of Xiaoyao Sect.
The visitors all smiled and said to the headmaster Song Yongzhi who was standing at the door, "Congratulations! It's the ceremony for the dual cultivation of the disciples of the headmaster Song. Even if it means cutting off the knife, all of us old friends have to come."
As the man spoke, his eyes caught sight of Leng Qingqiu, who was dressed in a red groom's suit. A flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "Is this Master Song's beloved disciple? It's obvious he's no ordinary person! He'll definitely achieve great things in the future!"
Song Yongzhi's face was wrinkled with smiles at the praise. He patted Leng Qingqiu's shoulder and said, "No, no, how can my beloved disciple be compared with your son, Sect Master He? Your coming here is a great honor to our Xiaoyao Sect."
Everyone knows how to exchange pleasantries. We are all thousand-year-old foxes. What tricks are we playing?
Leng Qingqiu didn't say anything, but just stood obediently with the headmaster to welcome the guests.
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