Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"To me, you are the most beautiful scenery. The others are just icing on the cake. It makes no difference whether you have them or not," Qin Linyu said in a variety of ways. "But we are always together. Will you feel bored?"

"I heard people in the mortal world say that you are a yellow-faced woman. Will I be one too after a hundred years? There are young people emerging in all major sects. You can't fall for other people," Qin Linyu put his arms around Jiuli's waist, his tone serious and solemn.

"Of course not. No matter how good others are, there will always be better people to accompany them. I will only stay by your side. We are the most suitable match," Jiuli said seriously. No one can take him away.

"It's settled then, don't try to get rid of me," Qin Linyu moved closer and spoke into Jiuli's ear.

"Dump you? What unfounded things have you heard? How could I bear to dump you?" Jiuli pinched Qin Linyu's cheek, "As for me, I have set my sights on you. A young sect leader like you is most suitable to be raised and then eaten up in one bite."

Qin Linyu chuckled upon hearing this. Not everyone could afford to support a small clan leader like this, and he would only follow her.

"Yeah, I wonder if I am lucky enough to be supported by Sect Master Shangguan?" Qin Linyu's eyes were filled with mischief.

"Of course there is. Looking at your appearance, you should be my wife." Jiuli released Qin Linyu's hand.

"Then I ask Madam to be more merciful." Qin Linyu held Jiuli's wrist tightly, "Madam~"

"Where did you learn this?" Jiuli was stunned at first, and then felt helpless. What kind of storybooks was he reading every day?

"Isn't this something you are born with? Do you still need to learn it?" Qin Linyu waved his sleeves and the sky outside suddenly turned into night. "It's time to rest."

That day, Jiuli came to the Yichen Palace and saw the barrier hanging high. She lay on the rocking chair and looked at the flowers blooming in the open space. Not long after, there was another level next to her, and Qin Linyu came over from the side.

"Qingqing, what's so good about it?" It's better to look at him.

"Are you done with your work?" Jiuli tilted her head.

"No," Qin Linyu moved closer to Jiuli.

"I just came to see you. Qin Shiming is very stupid and has not inherited any of my intelligence," Qin Linyu complained, "but he is definitely good enough to maintain the status quo."

Besides, there is still a lot of time, and he has plenty of time to gain experience. One day he will be able to grow into a qualified sect leader. At worst, he is just going out to travel and he will not die.

"You are so modest. How come you are one of the best? But you think they are just barely maintaining the status quo," Jiuli said with a teasing look in his eyes. "How can there be anyone suitable according to your requirements?"

"You can't ask for too much," Qin Linyu laughed, holding Jiuli's hand and placing it on his lips, "I plan to give up my throne after a thousand years, and then I'll go wherever you go."

"Then I'll wait for you to fulfill your promise," Jiuli tilted her head and looked at Qin Linyu, "But don't be in a hurry, we still have a lot of time." It would be bad to hastily give up the throne and transfer power and let others take advantage of the situation. It is better to proceed step by step.

"I thought so too. These thousand years have given him a chance to gain experience. But I may not have much time to look for you," Qin Linyu said this with a hint of depression on his face.

"Can't I come over to find you?" Jiuli touched Qin Linyu's head, "Besides, our strength is so strong that we can go anywhere."

"Go ahead, I was thinking wrong," Qin Linyu said with guilt on his face, "I wanted to protect you as a little girl," he whispered.

He wanted to protect her as a weak woman, but he ignored the fact that Jiuli, as the leader of Qianyuan Sword Sect, was stronger and more ruthless than the average man, otherwise he would not have stood out in the Sword Sect.

The Qianyuan Sword Sect respects strength as the most important thing, and only the strongest are worthy of becoming the Sect Master. Therefore, every generation of Sect Master is the undisputed number one swordsman, unparalleled in killing, and she is no exception.

"Then you must protect me well," Jiuli's eyes flashed with a fleeting ray of nostalgia, "Our Sect Master Qin~"

"Of course," Qin Linyu nodded vigorously.

"I took time out of my busy schedule to come see you. Is there a reward?" Jiuli looked sideways at the dishonest Qin Linyu.

Qin Linyu awkwardly put away his hands that were playing with Jiuli's hair. He looked as if nothing had happened, but he was actually in a panic.

"Reward me by making you a bowl of snow lotus soup?" Qin Linyu lay beside Jiuli and looked at the flowers below with Jiuli.

"Forget it. I'm really not impressed by your cooking skills." Jiuli refused. He seemed to have no talent for cooking, and spiritual fruits all had special uses. He might as well be poisoned to death.

"Is my cooking so terrible?" Qin Linyu said in a depressed tone, feeling okay? Qin Lao said it was delicious.

"Not bad," Jiuli glanced at Old Qin who looked pale without leaving a trace, and looked at this cultivator whose face had turned pale.

"Qingqing, I feel sad when you say that." Qin Linyu lowered his head slightly and kissed Jiuli on the cheek when she wasn't noticing.

"Is this your compensation? We haven't seen each other for a long time." Qin Linyu counted the days. Well, it has been seven days.

"How can seven days be considered a long time since we last met?" Jiuli laughed, "Do you feel like you are living a year?"

"How could it not be? I'm almost like a wife-waiting stone," Qin Linyu deliberately pretended to be very sad and upset.

"Come on, are you still showing off?" Jiuli couldn't help but poke Qin Linyu's forehead, "Are you sure about the date?"

"It's not confirmed yet, but Qin Shiming handled it well," Qin Linyu said with a serious expression, "I think I can hand over everything to him soon."

"Have you changed your mind? Do you want to be a hands-off boss?" Jiuli was stunned. "But this is also good."

"Who told you to do that?" Qin Linyu stopped talking, "When are you leaving this time?" He hugged Jiuli dishonestly.

"I can only stay for a few days," Jiuli tapped the wrist at her waist with her fingertips, "How can I compare to you, a busy man."

"You don't know me well? I'll be free as long as you come." Qin Linyu couldn't help but shrink back, his hands itching, "Speaking of which, you've made progress too fast. Last time, you broke through the ninth realm in one day."

"When your state of mind reaches that level, your cultivation level will naturally improve. You're not bad either," Jiuli turned around and hugged him, then let go of her hand. "Where are we going these days?" It was a bit boring to keep looking at the flowers.

"Shall we go to the market at the foot of the mountain to play for two days this time? We have been in a hurry before and didn't have a good look around," Qin Linyu shook Jiuli's wrist with a bit of coquettishness.

"If you say go, then let's go," Jiuli said without comment.

"I knew you would agree," Qin Linyu couldn't wait to hold Jiuli's hand and walk down the mountain, "Let's go down and have some fun like ordinary people," his tone was still full of excitement.

"Why are you suddenly interested?" Following behind Qin Linyu, his face was full of indulgence, "Don't you want to concentrate on your cultivation?"