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Chapter 135

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Go and see the direction the girl might have walked.

They were honing their cultivation together, not that they didn't meet.

He also had many gains; some weren't as suitable for him, but were very suitable for the girl.

In this strange, alien world, the only person he was close to was the little girl who cooked for him.

He was already used to it.

Having someone together was quite good.

With a meeting of minds, he could feel that Big Big Dandan had the same feelings.

It was just that she had been hurt too much and didn't like to talk anymore.

The road is long; traveling and the path of cultivation are often boring.

There was no need to force anything; just walk slowly.

Heavens Chat Group.

Meng Ke'er: "Does the Young Master know many things?" This was a private chat.

They had exchanged a few times before and were somewhat familiar.

This woman was very smart and sometimes used to small calculations.

Actually, she wanted to focus on cultivation, but on their side, there was intrigue and calculation everywhere.

Living in it, she had to use some means.

Jiang Nan: "Yes."

"What do you want to know?"

"I only know the general idea."

Meng Ke'er: (Smile) "Young Master, tell me first."

Jiang Nan: "Oh, this... you have a senior sister who really dislikes you and is planning to scheme against you, teaming up with outsiders to capture you and marry you off to a monk."

Meng Ke'er blinked, her pretty face flushing red.

What is all this?

However, her senior sister did often target her, feeling envy, jealousy, and hatred, thinking she had taken her position as Holy Lady.

This was something she could really do.

Meng Ke'er: (Blush) "I know."

"Anything else?"

Free news, and they weren't meeting, so he wouldn't know if she was blushing or her heart was racing.

Asking more for future precautions wouldn't hurt.

Meng Ke'er: "I want to know first, Young Master, did you calculate it, or how did you know?"

Jiang Nan: "I transmigrated, so I know a lot of things about time and space, okay?"

"Of course, I can indeed calculate many things with a single thought."

He was already gifted with strong comprehension, and now he had many great divine abilities, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger.

Meng Ke'er: "Got it."

"Young Master, continue, (Smile)."

"I will be grateful to the Young Master."

Jiang Nan: "How grateful?"

Meng Ke'er felt strange; you really asked directly? I was just being polite.

Meng Ke'er: "What does the Young Master want?" After saying this, her pretty face turned even redder.

She had been corrupted by those people in the group.

Jiang Nan: "I want a lot... cough cough, have time to open a door and communicate."

"I like going to different worlds to feel different Daos."

Meng Ke'er: "I know."

"Looking forward to the Young Master's guidance."

Jiang Nan: "Then I'll tell the truth."

Meng Ke'er: "Young Master, please speak, I can accept it."

Knowing some things allowed her to prepare.

Jiang Nan: "You might be slept with by someone."

Meng Ke'er: "..." She blushed and gritted her teeth, her sword gripped tight.

You really are direct.

She was the Tantai Holy Lady; their lineage couldn't marry.

They were all pure and clean, and the mental cultivation methods they practiced required peace of mind and forgetting emotions.

Jiang Nan: "No other meaning, just a reminder."

"There's no way to be tactful about this, right?"

Meng Ke'er groaned softly; it sounded like a fallacious argument, yet it made a lot of sense.

Meng Ke'er: (Blush) "I know."

Jiang Nan: "That man is still your enemy; you fought and lost your memories, then slept together, and slept every day... and you even got pregnant..."

Meng Ke'er was stunned, her pretty face red as a beet, and her breath was chaotic; cultivation required peace of mind, and it was hard to calm down anymore.

Her perfect body trembled violently.

She wanted to run away and go offline.

Just say, out of power? That's what Jiang Jiang Luoshen and the others said.

But this was in her mind; it wouldn't run out of power.

Say someone attacked and she went to fight?

The Young Master wouldn't believe that reason, would he?

Meng Ke'er's heart raced with panic.

But if this was true, just thinking about it was terrifying, hair-raising, and scalp-numbing.

Good thing she asked the Young Master, otherwise... she must guard against it and always leave a way out.

If it didn't work, she would call the Young Master to help across domains.

Even if it was the Young Master, she couldn't be... ah, what was she thinking?

Good thing the Young Master was on the other end, knew nothing, and didn't see.

Meng Ke'er covered her face.

It was mainly because she heard the Young Master's reputation too much in the group; everyone worshipped him, and she had developed a good impression too.

A mysterious, powerful, handsome, dashing, gentle, and humorous man...

And all the novel things and fancy talk in the group, she had learned to be bad too... yes, that must be it.

She had started to let her imagination run wild.

Jiang Nan: "Still listening?"

Meng Ke'er ground her teeth; the Young Master only had this one bad point, always having a bit of a wicked sense of humor.

She didn't know if it was intentional or if he was just upright and they were overthinking it.

Meng Ke'er: "Yes..."

Jiang Nan: "You must take this to heart."

"If you are in danger, you can open a door for me, or open one for someone you trust."

Meng Ke'er: (Smile) "Thank you, Young Master."

That sounded like the words of an upright gentleman.

Jiang Nan: "Anything else, Fairy Meng, you are truly too beautiful."

"There is one surnamed Xiang, very overbearing and strong, who heard you are a good Holy Lady and wants to take you into his harem."

"There is another, also very arrogant, who wants to snatch you away and humiliate you."

"He thinks Holy Ladies are meant to be profaned and finds it very fulfilling."

Meng Ke'er: "..."

Good thing she chose a private chat, otherwise she would never go online again.

Wah... but in their world, in this society, there was no law to speak of.

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