Chapter 56 Awakening Channu

Leng Feiran used the cleaning spell to clean his face.

This spell can only be used by monks who are good at using water elements.

Long Qilan is of fire attribute and does not know this spell, otherwise there would be no need to dig a pit to take a bath.

Yue Qingling remained silent. He quietly closed the spiritual platform to prevent Leng Feiran from entering.

After all, there was Huang Xinning's consciousness in the spiritual platform.

This is the leader of the sect that Leng Feiran is most hostile to.

"Speak."

Leng Feiran squatted in front of him, and calmly wrapped her fingers around her waist-length hair and teased his nostrils.

"A-choo!"

Yue Qingling was tickled by her teasing and sneezed heavily.

He could only helplessly say: "Master Leng, can we make peace?

Think carefully, I haven't offended you, right?

I served you respectfully for several months, but later I was too tired and ran away.

Didn't you ruin my reputation?

So what else do you want?

Can you give me a chance to live?"

Leng Feiran couldn't help but giggle, and her jade hands began to grope Yue Qingling's body.

After a while, she took out the storage bag.

While checking the harvest in the storage bag, she said lightly: "I haven't seen you for a month, and your words have become more organized.

A chance to live? Beg me."

"Master Leng..."

"Hmm?

You forgot your name?

Your attitude is not good."

"Master...I...I beg you..."

Yue Qingling finally gave in.

Facing Leng Feiran, it was useless for him to be tough.

He could be made of iron.

But Leng Feiran must be made of iron!

Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope if he gives in?

But Yue Qingling was desperate and negative.

He would never encounter the opportunity like last time again.

Leng Feiran must be watching him closely now.

Now he just hoped to suffer less physical pain, and not let the other party enter the spiritual platform and hurt Huang Xinning.

This is the best result.

"Hey, you got a lot this time, so many treasures?

Can you give me a few?"

Leng Feiran looked at the things in the storage bag curiously, and she took out a few casually.

There was a bead and a scroll without works.

The bead had a lot of spiritual energy, but because Yue Qingling was blocked, the water dragon bead could not release its power.

Leng Feiran took a look and felt that it was useless, so she threw it back into the storage bag.

She looked at the painting and didn't know what it was for.

She simply sat cross-legged next to Yue Qingling and poked his waist casually. If the scene was changed to the bedroom, this little action really felt like a couple.

Yue Qingling twisted his body to show that he was listening to her.

"What is this for?" Leng Feiran asked curiously.

"It's just a painting." Yue Qingling evaded.

"You won't tell me, right?"

Leng Feiran started to pout.

"It's really a painting..."

Leng Feiran stood up and raised her skirt.

Faced with such a threat, Yue Qingling quickly explained: "Enough, enough, I'm full.

This is a picture of beauties, you can absorb women with lower cultivation than you."

"Hey~ you stinky boy!"

Leng Feiran squatted down and pinched his arm with jealousy: "You still want to open a harem?"

"It's so unjust, I took it out because I was afraid that others would open a harem." Yue Qingling answered while enduring the pain.

"You don't allow others to open it, but you want to open it?"

"Why would I open a harem..."

"Don't say dirty words, pay attention to your image."

"Do I still have an image?..."

Leng Feiran didn't continue to pinch him, and sat next to him again. She looked at Yue Qingling's face, stared at it for a long time, and then said leisurely: "Ling'er, I can't sleep every night this month. Do you know what I'm doing? I study the Mingyue chapter every night, and finally, I've studied it almost."

Leng Feiran seemed to be talking about something insignificant.

But these words sounded like thunder in Yue Qingling's ears.

"The Mingyue chapter says that facing a cultivator who has practiced the Channu fairy method, even if he seals the spirit platform, it is not impossible to control it.

For example, your Yuanshen will communicate with me now."

Leng Feiran smiled and stretched out her slender jade hand. She placed her fingers on Yue Qingling's chest and prepared to chant a spell at the same time.

"Master...don't, don't, don't...Master, don't do this...

I will listen to you, don't touch my soul!"

Yue Qingling screamed anxiously.

Huang Xinning was also extremely desperate in her spirit.

But Leng Feiran did not stop.

As the spell took effect.

The soul of Chan Nu, who had been meditating quietly, suddenly opened his bright eyes.

His pretty face lifted up, and then, like a robot, he mechanically called.

"Hello, Master, I am Chan Nu, waiting for your instructions."