"Afraid."

I looked at her straight and said, "But I know that my master is the righteous sword saint and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. The relationship between me and Li Qingyin is not an unforgivable sin. Even if I feel emotional, I never dare to forget the thoughts of good and evil, so my master will never attack me."

"Hmph, quibble!"

I continued, "My uncle said, everything is up to me, so why bother punishing Li Qingyin?"

Shangguan Nanfeng's body was filled with surging sword intent, as if standing in a sea of ​​swords. His sword's cultivation was already unfathomable. She squinted her eyes and said, "Why, do you want to be punished for her and kneel outside the mountain gate?"

"I am a disciple of Bailu Academy, I only kneel down to the master, not the master."

"snort!"

Shangguan Nanfeng blew his sleeves, and the palace gate closed again. She flew into the sea of ​​fog, and only a very ethereal voice came: "It's up to you, but you don't care about my Tianfeng Academy's affairs!"

...

I was speechless and turned around and walked to Li Qingyin.

"Wife, stop kneeling."

"No."

She looked at me, and the resolute light in her beautiful eyes became softer, and she said, "Master, I will not see you again. Qingyin cannot do it, so I can only punish myself and redeem myself like this. You don't have to persuade me. This is the way I chose."

"But I feel sorry for you..."

"you……"

Her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of faint mist, and she suddenly whispered: "Are you saying true?"

"Is that need to be said?"

I sat on the stone steps beside her, cold. Although Li Qingyin's body was strong, she knelt on such a cold and hard ground. She would probably not be able to bear it for a day. So she pulled the robe of the chief disciple of the Holy Palace, spread it on the ground, and said, "It's soft, you can kneel in another place."

Her beautiful face turned red: "Don't..."

"Oh well."

I quietly accompanied her, and after a while, I said, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit……"

"I have the rare and delicious food I brought back from the Queen's birthday. You can try it." Carefully took out the delicious food from the Space Bone Ring, took out a handful of fairy potatoes and handed them to her, and smiled and said, "It's delicious."

"real?"

"Well, try it, will I still lie to you?"

Her beautiful eyes shone brightly, she carefully picked up a fairy potato and took a bite. The clouds of sorrow on her face suddenly swept away, replaced by a heart-pounding smile: "It really tastes good..."

"It also has the effect of promoting cultivation, eat more."

"Um……"

After eating three fairy potatoes in a row, her face turned red: "I'm full..."

"good."

When I put away the fairy potato, the fragrance of her girl came from my nose. I couldn't help but feel a swaying heart and whispered: "Wife, do you really want to kneel here all the time?"

"Master doesn't forgive me, so I keep kneeling."

"My uncle has such a stubborn temper. Just like you, when will I kneel down?" I frowned and said, "It's better to do this... I'll go to the two old courtyard owners in Jiange and ask them to have a relationship. Maybe Master Nanfeng will obey their words."

"don't want."

She insisted a little and said softly: "It was Qingyin that made Master angry. If the owner of the nursing home pleads with him, this is Qingyin's unfilial piety to Master. If you care about me, don't mention this matter again."

"You are really stubborn..." I couldn't help but say.

Her beautiful eyes were as watery as she stared at me: "Who did you say is the donkey..."

"I am I, okay?"

She couldn't help laughing, her beautiful appearance was like a pool of autumn water that was melting through the spring breeze, and said, "Don't make me laugh, I'm punishing me to kneel down. This is an extremely serious matter."

"I know."

After a while, I said, "Just as my master said, this matter is all up to me, so I feel very sorry for you, my wife, you should not bear this matter alone."

Her beautiful eyes were faint: "What do you want?"

"I'll kneel with you."

"But... you just said, "You only kneel down to your master and not your master."

"I'll kneel to you."

As I said that, I stood up, walked to the stone steps in front of her, and knelt down as soon as I brushed my robe, saying, "It happened to be the direction of Bailu Academy, which is equivalent to kneeling down to Master."

"But, you kneel in front of me..."

Li Qingyin's pretty face was flushed, her big eyes were full of agility, and Xia Fei's cheeks looked extremely beautiful: "Is this... a church? I'm afraid that the master will get even more angry."

I couldn't help but blush: "Yes, it seems that it's not suitable."

Standing up, standing side by side with her again, kneeling in front of Miaoyi Palace on one knee, I whispered: "Master, I'm kneeling here with her. No matter what, I will take responsibility with her. Please calm down!"

There was no response inside.

So we just knelt quietly. Fortunately, the practitioner's body was strong. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to bear it for a few hours at most. And this place was completely a forbidden area. None of the disciples of Tianfeng Academy dared to get close to within a hundred feet, otherwise they would inevitably be angry. Even a disciple of the inner courtyard wanted to lean over, but was beaten away by a master in charge. It was very fierce.

...

A night passed in a blink of an eye. In the early morning, the sunsets in the east burst out, and light shone on the mountains, but the mist had not yet dissipated. A trace of mist came like a ribbon, creating dew on the branches.

Li Qingyin was still kneeling, her white dress was spotless, her chest was straight, and she supported her clothes. The rust and gold lines of the Saint's dress were moving and shining under the thunderous light. She didn't move, her starry eyes looked at the direction of Miaoyigong, and her long eyelashes were curved, stirring up tiny mists, as beautiful as the fairy in Lingbo, and every move was full of fairy charm.

I knelt on one knee, holding the Immortal Bone Sword with one hand, and a wisp of mist swayed around me, and the sword art was surging inside. I had already entered the sword art realm. Since I was punished to kneel here, I was not idle. I continued to practice sword art in order to break through the early stage of the semi-saint realm earlier. Once I entered the middle stage of the semi-saint, I might have the power to fight with the lower saints.

At this moment, a figure floated over and knelt in front of the Holy Palace. Ouyang Mengyue, the chief of Miaoyi Palace.

"Master, Ouyang Mengyue is asking for a meeting!" she said in a deep voice.

In the palace, Shangguan Nanfeng's voice came: "If you want to plead for your senior sister Qingyin, just step down."

Ouyang Mengyue frowned: "But Master, my disciple thinks that even if the senior sister cannot pass the love barrier, it still does not affect her path. Three days ago, the senior sister challenged the semi-saint list and now ranks third. Isn't this enough to prove her firm heart? "

"Ouyang Mengyue!"

Shangguan Nanfeng's voice became a little stern: "Do you also want to imitate your senior sister Qingyin to disobey the master?"

"Disciple doesn't dare... I will take my leave!"

Ouyang Mengyue stood up and walked to Li Qingyin. Her beautiful eyes were filled with sadness and she whispered: "Senior sister, Mengyue can do nothing, you...you can only continue to be punished."

"It's okay, you go."

"Um!"

Ouyang Mengyue glanced at me with a complicated expression, then floated away.

I was secretly surprised. Li Qingyin is now ranked third in the semi-saint list? So, she surpassed the Rang Sichen Jue three days ago and became the strongest human on the semi-saint list. My wife is really not an ordinary strong person.

"Why do you look at me with this kind of look?" She glanced at me.

"Third third in the semi-saint list?"

"Um……"

"Even the descendants of the Holy Beast were defeated by you?"

“Is it difficult?”

I:"……"

...

It was not until noon that the door finally opened, Shangguan Nanfeng stepped out, glanced at us lightly, and said, "Qingyin, when was the last time you challenged Jiange?"

"Your Majesty, one month ago."

"Go, challenge the eighth floor of Jiange, come back to see me if you win."

“Yes, Master!”

Li Qingyin stood up, her delicate body couldn't help but swayed slightly, and almost fell to the ground again, her face slightly pale, she looked at me and sent a voice: "Why don't you go with Qingyin?"

As if I was about to be amnesty, I turned around and bowed to Shangguan Nanfeng: "Master Nanfeng, I will say goodbye to you."

"Go."

Shangguan Nanfeng's voice was neither cold nor hot, and he couldn't hear any feelings, but he raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle to Li Qingyin and said, "Take the Linglu Pill and go to challenge Jiange, don't be in a hurry."

“Yes, Master!”

Li Qingyin's beautiful eyes surged with a touch of spirit. Obviously, the punishment was punished, but Shangguan Nanfeng still loved her disciple the most.

The two soared into the sky and left Tianfeng Academy to go to Bailu Academy.

In the clouds, I frowned and said, "Master, Isn't it too much to ask you to challenge the eighth floor of Jiange? I heard that the guardian of the eighth floor of Jiange is a sword saint..."

"Master is harsh, for my own good." She said quietly.
To be continued...