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"Are you nervous?"

Qing Shui slowly hugged her plain waist from behind and said softly.

Tantai Lingyan originally leaned forward slightly, so the most beautiful and plump ### drew a not very exaggerated but definitely the most beautiful arc.

"Why am I nervous, well, I have to wash the dishes, you wait for me outside." Tantai Lingyan said softly without turning her head.

Qing Shui let go of his hand in moderation, and he didn't know whether he was happy or depressed. What was happy was that she didn't overreact or reject him. What was depressing was that the other party didn't overreact. It's hard.

As soon as Qing Shui stood there in a daze, his face naturally appeared decadent and powerless. Although it was very small, Tantai Lingyan saw it, and an indescribable feeling arose in her heart, and she stretched out her hand to touch it easily. Touching Qing Shui's head.

"Give me a little more time, be obedient, I haven't changed enough in front of you." Tantai Lingyan didn't know how seeing Qing Shui's expression couldn't help comforting him.

Qing Shui came back to his senses, with a happy smile on his face: "You still love me, don't I pretend to be very similar?"

Although Qing Shui wasn't completely decadent before, just a little bit, the reason why he said this was because he didn't want to burden Tantai Lingyan, Tantai Lingyan naturally knew Qing Shui's intentions, and pushed him gently out of the kitchen.

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When noon was approaching, Qing Shui spent most of his time at home instructing others to practice, and studying his own martial arts, especially the current Nine Suns Dragon Soul, who had never had any battles during the surge in strength, which made him A little itchy.

Sometimes I even think of a few unsightly ones to kill myself.

People came at noon, Qing Shui was prepared in his heart, after all, Second Young Master Hua had already told himself that people from the Great Confucian Dynasty would come to him in the next few days, so Qing Shui was not at all surprised when he saw these people coming. Not surprisingly.

But it didn't show on his face, and he looked at the four people who came forward seriously.

Two middle-aged men, two old men, dressed in white robes and dressed as scribes, exuded a strong bookish atmosphere and a sense of righteousness, but there was a hint of pedantry that was deeply rooted in this righteousness.

This is a feeling, perhaps this trace of pedantry is the indispensable atmosphere of great Confucianism.

This is Qing Shui's feeling, his spiritual sense, because Qing Shui feels that no matter how selfless a person is, he will have selfishness, there was such a saying in his previous life, if a person is not for himself, he will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

Of course, there are many self-sacrificing people, but they are very few after all, and many of them have other reasons. In fact, in Qing Shui's view, there is no need to achieve that kind of true impartiality, because the requirements are too harsh, otherwise the previous life would respect those saints. Such character.

Saints are legendary existences, and whether they exist or not, it's really hard to say whether they can live up to the rumors.

Second Young Master Hua didn't come, Qing Shui didn't think too much, he hadn't completely cured Second Young Master Hua, so Second Young Master Hua wouldn't think that something happened to him.

"You are Qing Shui."

The old man in the head has a tough line, but he is very bookish. The combination of bookishness and toughness is a perfect combination, which gives him an indescribable temperament. His brows are square and his eyes are upright, giving people a kind of uprightness. The eyes are persistent and serious. This is an old man who looks unsmiling but is very responsible. He lacks a little kindness and has a kind of family spirit.

"I'm Qing Shui, I don't know why you came to see me?" Qing Shui asked directly.

He can't be regarded as knowingly asking, although he guessed the other party's reason, there may be other reasons.

"We belong to the Great Confucian Dynasty. I am a sword slave. Others call me the old sword slave. We want to ask you to see a doctor. I don't know if it's convenient." The old man directly revealed his identity.

It's just that Qing Shui felt that the other party wanted to use his identity to suppress people, the name of the old sword slave is very special, he has never heard of it, but Qing Shui saw the surprise on the faces of Lan Lingfeng and others, obviously this old sword slave is very famous.

The current imperial dining hall is basically closed. Although Qing Shui has been treating Hua Er Shao for a while, the imperial dining hall has not opened the door, but now the Great Confucian Dynasty is here to seek medical treatment. I don't know if this is considered ironic.

"You are looking for the wrong person, I no longer help people see a doctor." Qing Shui rejected the other party.

"Boy, we came to look for you because we think highly of you, why don't you take a toast?" The middle-aged man behind the four of them said after hearing Qing Shui's words, his tone was cold.

Qing Shui directly set his sights on this middle-aged man, this middle-aged man has a slender figure, and he also has a bookish air, but compared to the old man, this man has a stronger arrogance, just like the aura in his previous life, which was only high on books.

"Oh, what kind of punishment?"

Qing Shui saw that other people didn't speak, it seems that the other party really didn't take him seriously, Sui Press's medical skills are very famous, but the strength of a doctor is much lower than that of a warrior, a powerful warrior has the highest status .

"Well, I really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Anyway, I will let you know what the gap is today. Arrogance requires capital."

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, then walked towards Qingshui.

Qing Shui stood there without moving, with a faint smile on his face, calmly looking at the middle-aged man who came over.

The middle-aged man seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact it was very fast, and it was getting faster and faster, and then he stretched out his hand to grab Qing Shui.

The hand of the Confucianism!

When the palm was grabbed toward Qing Shui, it turned bright snow white, and it was getting bigger and bigger, it was the size of two adults, and it was grabbed toward Qing Shui.

Capture the dragon hand!

Qing Shui casually stretched out his hand to grab that bright snow-white big palm.

A resounding dragon roar!

"Overestimating one's abilities!" Seeing Qing Shui's attack, the middle-aged man's eyes became more and more disdainful, and his hand collided with Qing Shui's palm without the slightest pause.

Snapped!

A beam of snow-white light exploded, followed by a loud scream.

Of course it wasn't Qing Shui who screamed, the figure of the middle-aged man was knocked into the air, and when he landed, he saw that the palm of his hand had turned into a muddy mess, the severe pain made the middle-aged man tremble all over, and the clothes on his body were washed like water over average.

With one move, Qing Shui directly crippled the opponent's hand without using all his strength.

Not taking his life is already merciful, the middle-aged man made rude remarks from the very beginning, luckily it wasn't too much, otherwise Qing Shui would really make him disappear completely.

The old sword slave and the other two looked at everything in front of them in disbelief. With one move, they knew very well the strength of the middle-aged man, and a random move would make it like this. You must know that the hand of the Great Confucianism contains holy power and Righteousness has several times the blow to crooked ways, even if it is not crooked, there are some bonuses.

"My hand, my hand is useless, I want you to die, I want you to die." The middle-aged man yelled frantically.