Let you do the task, you go to create the male and female protagonists

After Lin Qinghe heard Shen Qing say the word "start", a powerful aura emanated from his body, and the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage pressed towards Shen Qing like an overwhelming tidal wave.

Shen Qing was completely unprepared for this sudden spiritual pressure and was shocked to the point of standing there in a daze, unable to move at all.

Her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

how so......

Song Xiye’s strength has actually reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage?

How is this possible? It’s only been a year since we last met!

"What do you want me to do?" Lin Qinghe walked slowly in front of Shen Qing and looked down at her.

With Shen Qing's strength, he couldn't even withstand the spiritual pressure released by her?

Dao Yijian, who was standing nearby, saw this scene and couldn't help but snorted in contempt: "You are too weak."

Where on earth did this woman get the confidence to ask her master to be her male concubine?

How many peanuts did you eat to get so drunk?

The onlookers were originally looking forward to a wonderful fight scene with great interest.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qinghe's movements were as fast as lightning, and he knocked Shen Qing out with just one punch.

In the blink of an eye, the battle was over.

Shen Qing flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Her body curled up in pain and she covered her abdomen tightly. The severe pain distorted her face. Her originally beautiful face now looked extremely hideous.

The monks watching were stunned, their faces filled with astonishment, and they shouted in unison: "Ah?"

It all happened so fast, beyond anyone's expectations.

They thought the showdown would last for a while, with intense exchanges between the two sides and the possibility of hearing some juicy conversations.

But now, the battle ended so quickly!

It feels like something I've been thinking about so much has turned into a pile of shit...

Everyone looked at each other, feeling a sense of loss in their hearts.

"How come it's over so soon?" someone murmured to himself.

"Shouldn't the two of them say something more? For example, explain why they started fighting... or express their respective feelings..." another person interjected.

Then there will be a big bloody plot of girl chasing boy!

"Yeah, didn't we agree on a tragic love story?" another person said with a sigh.

For a moment, the crowd was talking about it, "Fuck, I bet on Shen Qing to win! My spirit stone!!!"

"Ah, I voted for her to win too!"

"Hehe, I bet on Young Master Song to win, hehehe..."

Let’s not talk about the ghosts and wolves howling here for now.

Lin Qinghe had already walked in front of Shen Qing. She took out a magic sword from her storage ring and threw it in front of her.

"Clang——" The spirit sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Lin Qinghe's lips curled up in a mocking arc. She slowly squatted down and looked at Shen Qing at eye level, with a condescending indifference in her eyes.

"Do you want to do it yourself, or should I help you personally?" A cold voice came, and Lin Qinghe looked down at Shen Qing who was holding his abdomen and groaning in pain.

Shen Qing's brows were furrowed in pain, her eyes were filled with reluctance and doubt, her voice was weak and trembling: "You...it's only been a year, how could you possibly advance to the God Transformation stage?"

Why was Song Xiye able to advance to the Divine Transformation realm in just one year? Did he also practice a similar technique as her?

Lin Qinghe understood her look instantly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. "You think too much. I don't practice any evil skills."

Ever since Shen Qing practiced the evil skills given to her by Jiang Li, her luck has been slowly declining, and she herself has noticed it.

The rare treasures that were easily obtained before now require a lot of effort to find.

Shen Qing trembled as she picked up the sword. She looked at Lin Qinghe and said weakly, "Xiye, you don't want me to die, do you?"

Tears welled up in her eyes like a spring, ready to drip. Her clear and moving gaze, like autumn water, looked straight at Lin Qinghe with endless resentment and sorrow, which made people feel pity.

Unfortunately, this pitiful look was like a wink to a blind man. Lin Qinghe's voice came coldly, "Why, you broke your promise?"

If she did it herself, she would probably be struck by lightning.

The less meal you can chop, the better. Who has nothing better to do than to be chopped into charcoal?

"Xiye, don't you remember..." Shen Qing tried to play the emotional card, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted mercilessly by Lin Qinghe.

"I am cold-blooded, heartless and ungrateful. Why don't you die yet? We agreed before that if you lose, you will commit suicide." Lin Qinghe urged impatiently.

She secretly winked at Dao Yijian, who understood.

They must be careful to guard against Shen Qing's helper Jiang Li, who has not made any move so far.

That guy is definitely not scared.

The monks in the audience felt a little regretful when they saw this scene.

"Alas, what a pity for the beautiful Fellow Daoist Shen. Senior Song is too ruthless..." A male cultivator shook his head and sighed.

What a pity for such a beauty, she is about to die!

"Are you blind? Don't you see that it was Shen Qing who was so ignorant as to provoke Young Master Song? She even threatened to make Young Master Song her male lover!" The female cultivator next to him was a little indignant.

How can this matter be blamed on Fellow Daoist Song?

Are you going to let Shen Qing go just because she is beautiful?

"That's not the case. Brother Song is too aggressive..." The male cultivator defended his point of view.

"Haha, how about you be my male lover?" The female monk sneered.

"Having said that, Fellow Daoist Shen did go a little too far."

Sure enough, there are some things that you won’t feel any pain unless the knife pierces your body.

Dao Yijian felt a little annoyed listening to the chattering of people in the audience.

Seeing Shen Qing holding the sword against his neck, his shaking hands were now incredibly steady. The sword was simply...

As the kind-hearted and upright number one swordsman in the world, Dao Yijian certainly couldn't stand it.

It took action before Lin Qinghe could.

Dao Yijian, who always likes to help others, slashed Shen Qing, who was still crying, with one blow. Her shocked expression remained at the last moment.

Lin Qinghe raised her eyebrows. As expected, Dao Yijian was the best at helping others.

"This... he was killed just like that?" The monk who had just been sighing was a little stunned.

Before he could see clearly, Shen Qing fell in a pool of blood.

If they had previously thought that there was some erotic story between the young master of the Song family and the female cultivator named Shen Qing, they no longer thought so.

How can there be any love story with such ruthless behavior? It's more like a grudge!