Chapter 269 The Master Is Right (25)

Leng Ning stayed in Lin Yuan and Shangguanzhi's dormitory for ten days, and his mental state became visibly decadent.

Every day that passed, Lin Yuan found that the other party would take a step towards the death of the house.

Twenty days ago, she was still a serious foundation-building monk.

But now, she has dark circles under her eyes and a haggard face, looking like a game addict from the walking dead.

Looking at Leng Ning like this, Shangguanzhi said worriedly: "Is it okay? She won't die here, right? Should I contact my ancestor in advance and ask her to come over to see the quality and teach her the ghost cultivation technique in advance? Woolen cloth?"

"You are thinking too far." Lin Yuan said helplessly.

“I have always been thoughtful and long-term.”

Lin Yuan glanced at Shangguan Zhi and felt that what the other party called long-term was not the long-term he understood.

Just when Lin Yuan was thinking about whether to intervene with Leng Ning, he heard a voice: "Little friend Lin, are you free now?"

"Huh? Head Qing?"

"They say just call me Xiaoqing. I have discussed it with Sect Master Zhang. Now we need Leng Ning to come over. Do you still need Leng Ning now? If not, I will call him."

"Master Qing really doesn't need to be so polite. This is a member of your Jingxin Sect, just ask him to leave."

"No, no, Lin Xiaoyou's matters are more important, so you should come first."

"It's okay. I feel that Leng Ning needs to go out for a walk now, otherwise he will be ruined."

The next moment, green light flashed, and Qingluan appeared in the room, smiling and nodding to Lin Yuan.

Although he didn't know why the other party was so friendly to him, Lin Yuan also had a good impression of the other party and nodded in agreement.

After saluting, Qingluan looked at Leng Ning with a smile, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared.

Standing behind Leng Ning, he looked at him coldly, like the head teacher who had discovered that he was playing with his mobile phone.

The air in the dormitory became a bit cold, and the golden elixir monk's Taoist charm began to leak out, which showed that Qingluan was definitely not in a good mood at this time.

Shangguanzhi couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, and immediately found two pieces of clothing to wrap himself and Lin Yuan in.

This was not a cold sign, but the result of Dao Yun being released. Lin Yuan was quite envious when he saw it.

It would be so exciting if you could use this ability to make games.

Somatosensory games have always been a difficulty in previous generations. Most somatosensory games can only restore the sense of smell through vibration. A few games can restore the sense of smell by installing scent tanks, but overall it is still relatively monotonous.

But here, Jindan Daoyun can simulate this feeling. If you want to be cold, you will be cold, and if you want to be hot, you will be hot.

It's a pity that the golden elixir is still a bit far away, so I can only envy it for now.

But in this environment of unexpected killing, Leng Ning still didn't react, still immersed in the game world in front of him.

Not only that, she suddenly clapped her hands, turned off the voice in the live broadcast room, and then pointed at the settlement interface to start outputting.

"What are you thinking about? Let me ask you, what are you, a doctor, thinking about? I have told you that Ti Xiu is an undercover agent of the Demon Sect and you still want to save him, and Qi Men is an undercover agent and you are still saving people. Why don't you like saving people so much? Save your brain first!"

"Spiritual beasts are also stupid. Your character is not a human, and you are really a dog. Others play undercover in the game, but you are an undercover in reality, right? If you don't do anything in the game, you feel that your father left early, so Do you want someone to come and comfort your mother?"

"I won't say anything more about the ghost cultivator. Anyway, it's the same with or without you? Hang up and hang in your own grave, and don't play games in the future."

"And you..."

Qingluan was so shaken by Zu An's dirty words that he finally couldn't help but grab the opponent's jade slip, and then shouted sternly: "Leng Ning, what are you doing?"

"It's not your parents anyway."

Leng Ning replied subconsciously, and then realized that something was wrong.

Turning her head stiffly, she saw the leader standing behind her, with an old face that was already distorted.

It was the first time she saw such a leader, and his terrifying appearance seemed to foreshadow death and ruin, letting her know that she was not going to die soon.

Raising her hand, she asked Master Qing to stop talking, and then immediately turned on the voice in the live broadcast room and said to her audience: "If there is something important, I will deal with the boss first. When I come back alive, we will continue the live broadcast."

[The new game hasn’t been launched yet, where is the boss? 】

[And come back alive? What are you going to do? 】

【Wait for you. 】

[Come back quickly, I also want to see how you use Qimen. 】

Leng Ning sighed regretfully, closed the game, and then said to Qingluan: "Let's go, Master."

Qingluan gritted his teeth, bowed stiffly to Lin Yuan, and then carried Leng Ning away.

After watching the two people leave, Shangguanzhi took off his clothes, then looked at Lin Yuan and asked, "I should be able to contact my ancestor to come over and get people."

"I think it's okay."

Leng Ning looked very calm after being taken out of the dormitory by Qingluan.

But in her heart, she had simulated a hundred kinds of death, and even had her last words written out.

After walking for a while, she discovered that they were not going to the cemetery, but were walking towards the inner gate of Wanfa Sect.

After watching the road for a while, Leng Ning asked curiously: "Master, do you want to execute me in public?"

Qingluan smiled softly: "Do you really want to die?"

"I don't want to die if I could."

"snort!"

Although it sounds like a sneer, as Qingluan's direct disciple, Leng Ning found that Qingluan was not as angry as he imagined.

Looking back on what he had done these days, Leng Ning felt that he had been too decadent and depraved these days.

At that time, he was a little bit overwhelmed and anxious to prove himself, so he just kept playing.

But after playing for a long time, he found that the game they made together was so interesting.

Various routines are still being developed, new magic tools are still being made, and inspiration is constantly born when he plays, which provides a lot of help to Lin Yuan.

Logically speaking, it is possible that the headmaster will cut his actions into sauerkraut and feed them to fish, so why is the headmaster a little happy?

Before she could figure it out, Qingluan said, "Although your performance just now was too barbaric, what you did before was pretty good?"

"...Playing games?"

"No, making games. I saw that you had a connection with the Wanfa Sect before, but I didn't expect that you would end up in this place. Your cooperation with Lin Yuan in making games this time is a good opportunity to get closer to each other. If you have such an opportunity in the future, you must seize it."

Qingluan was slightly stunned. She didn't expect it was because of this.

Looking at the headmaster, she asked curiously, "Headmaster, excuse me, why do you think so highly of Lin Yuan?"

"Don't know what you shouldn't know. You will know it when you have the chance in the future."

Hearing the nonsense the headmaster said, Leng Ning couldn't help but said, "The headmaster is right!"