Chapter 1522 Taming Performance

"Not much interest..."

Qin An frowned and replied. He really felt that this game was a bit childish. A group of superpowers climbing bamboo poles? Not a monkey!

"Perhaps you feel that you are not strong enough?"

Behind Qin An and Linghua, a voice suddenly sounded.

The two of them looked back, and Linghua immediately smiled.

"Nan Muchen, are you following me?"

The extremely handsome man shook the fan in his hand elegantly, and then nodded gently to Linghua.

"Muchen has met the lady..."

Perhaps he knew that Linghua had concealed his identity, so Nan Muchen only called her Miss, but not Princess. After greeting Linghua, Nan Muchen looked at Qin An and frowned:

"You should be the Qin An who wrote four thousand poems and shocked thousands of people with his music, right? I met you sir! But when I saw you at the venue today, you didn't seem to look like this. Could it be that you know the magic of disguise?"

Qin An curled his lips. As the saying goes, a biting dog never barks. It seems that this Nan Muchen is someone who obviously wants to cause trouble, but he is still so polite.

"Well, Muchen is really smart, and Qin An is indeed good at the art of disguise. Qin An, I just want to introduce you to one of my few male friends, the young master of the Nan family of the four major families, Nan Mu, the strong man of the Five Soul Sword Sect. dust!"

Is it from the Nan family again?

Qin An felt disgusted for a while, secretly wondering why he could meet people from this family everywhere.

Several people here still don't know that Nan Xing and Nan Lie, two male Muchen brothers, have been killed by the sword god Yin Yao, because the incident happened far away from here. Therefore, the male Muchen at this time still looked relatively chic and elegant.

"Oh, it turns out to be Master Muchen, hello."

Qin Anai said hello indifferently.

The coldness in Nan Muchen's eyes swept away, and Princess Linghua was a little dissatisfied with Qin An's attitude.

After all, she treats Nan Muchen as a friend.

Princess Linghua has lived for so many years, it is impossible for her to have no friends.

For her, Nan Muchen is just a friend, no calls, otherwise there would be no need to hold such a husband selection meeting. Princess Linghua is not that great yet. If she meets someone she likes in advance, she may not have it. With such great ideals and ambitions, pioneers are always lonely, because only by loneliness can they be strong-willed and ultimately achieve success.

"Mr. Qin, since we have met, why don't we make a bet? It can be seen that although Mr. Qin is from Earth, he should have some skills. Isn't Xiaosheng the one who holds the record of stacking trees? I wonder if Mr. Qin Are you willing to challenge my record? Three hundred meters high!"

When saying these words, Nan Muchen felt a little proud.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Qin An refused without even thinking, which made Nan Muchen stunned on the spot, and made Princess Linghua and maid Zeng Huan stare at Qin An blankly.

In their eyes, this man is arrogant and arrogant. Now when someone comes to challenge him, he actually refuses?

Refuse to challenge is a very cowardly behavior in the eyes of the Qingjian tribe. Generally, this kind of thing will not happen, so Nan Muchen, Linghua, and Zeng Huan didn't know what to say.

Qin An saw the looks in the eyes of several people, shook his head helplessly, and then said with a smile:

"Brother Muchen is the holder of this record?"

"Yes, it's Xiaosheng."

Damn it, you still think this is an ancient romance drama?

Qin An is very disgusted with Nan Muchen who is pretending.

"Then I would like to ask if Linghua has played this game?"

Nan Muchen was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly and indignantly: "Sir, what you said is wrong. Miss is a noble person, how could she play such a vulgar game..."

"Oh! That's right, I don't play either, my body is precious too!"

Qin An smiled very reservedly, while Linghua and Zeng Huan couldn't help laughing.

This damn bad guy!

It turned out that he wanted to use his words to bully Nan Muchen.

Ah, maybe this is the reason why I can get close to Qin An, but I can only be friends with Nan Muchen.

Ever since Qin An first dated her, he had never said anything flattering to her because of her status, background, and status. Linghua felt that she was on equal terms with him.

Young talents from the Green Sword Clan such as Nan Muchen are as arrogant as gods in front of other women, but they are respectful when they are around him. But in this way, they are not even close to Qin An.

Linghua straightened her form, smiled and said to Nan Muchen: "Muchen, since Qin An doesn't want to play, forget it. It is a game after all, and it cannot be regarded as an invitation to a duel, so you don't have to take it seriously. Okay, let's continue. I won’t chat with you while I’m shopping. When I see your master, Mr. Nan, help me take care of it for him.”

After saying that, Princess Linghua left with Qin An and the maid.

Nan Muchen stood there with his fists clenched and his teeth clenching. He was so angry that he was going to die. Damn it! I really deserve a slap in my mouth, how can I call the game vulgar? Isn't this a slap in the face?

...

On the other side, the three masters and servants had already walked into the crowd. After a while, they saw another large circle of people gathered together. It was estimated that there must be some other performance inside.

"Qin An, tell me, are you really afraid of him?"

Qin An nodded slightly, and then said: "Yes, I am a record holder. Do you think if I break it for him, will he hate me for the rest of his life?"

"Huan'er, he's not afraid. He's just really not interested in this game. Otherwise, do you think he won't fight?"

After Linghua got through her own knot, she began to help Qin An find reasons, which made Qin An very useful.

The three of them squeezed through the crowd and finally reached the innermost part of the circle.

Qin An's eyes casually swept across the field, then his face changed drastically and his eyes became cold!

"Fathers, young and old, please be patient. Our praise is about to begin! My name is Yunque, and I am a Three Soul Sword Sect. The praise I bring to you today is Great training for the living!”

"Hey, Skylark, this is the Shengen Festival, and women don't need to kneel down. Is this really okay for you?"

In the crowd, there was a man shouting with a playful smile.

"Haha, thank you brother for reminding me, but you can rest assured that the person we are going to train today is not a woman from the Qingjian Clan, but a woman from the Earth! Everyone, watch out, these women without clothes are very obedient, I will let you Whatever they do, they will do. They are not afraid of pain and will not shout! They are absolutely obedient!"

"Stop bragging. If you ask them to climb the wall of fire, won't they scream? Even people with superpowers will cry out in pain if they climb over the wall of dark blue fire, unless they are all mute!"

"No, no, no, they are not mute!"

As Skylark spoke, he turned around and kicked the naked girl kneeling on the ground next to him, and said, "Speak, what is your name?"

The girl was kicked until she rolled on the ground, then she knelt down again, her body trembling and said: "My name is... 4!"