Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

A disciple of the Tianxuan Sect was practicing flying the sword in the air. He happened to see Ling Haoran lying naked on the ground, crying and laughing. He was so scared that he almost fell off the sword.

He immediately went to report to the old sect leader, saying that Senior Brother Haoran had gone crazy.

Upon hearing this, the old sect leader quickly lifted the ban on Biyun Peak and ordered people to bring Ling Haoran out.

Ling Haoran knelt in front of the old sect master. He no longer had the sense of superiority he had before. He was now full of fear of this world and no longer dared to treat the people in it as paper people.

The old sect leader was furious when he saw that Ling Haoran not only made no progress in his cultivation, but also had lost his energy and was trembling with fear.

"Asshole, what have you done all these years? You're a hopeless case." The old sect leader cursed.

He slammed the table and was about to beat him up and put him in solitary confinement when he suddenly heard shouting from outside the door, which was both surprising and lively.

"Go and report to the Sect Master quickly, the two young ladies are back."

Are those two girls, Azhen and Aran, back?

The old man's face lit up with joy. He no longer bothered to scold Ling Haoran. He just stood up and strode towards the door.

Ling Haoran stood there, and then he was ecstatic.

The opportunity has come, he can finally leave this world.

On the way here, he discussed with the system that they must escape from this world as soon as possible, and they gave up on this dimension.

I have been here for nearly ten years, but the mission progress is still 0. Not only have I not gained any benefits, but I have also used up all the luck points accumulated in the previous few worlds.

It can be said that all the money was lost.

They decided to go directly to the next plane and make up for their losses as soon as possible, otherwise they would not be able to report to the higher-ups.

If they stayed any longer, he had a feeling that their fate would be terrible.

However, traveling between dimensions requires the use of the protagonist's Qi as a medium, so he must snatch an opportunity from Ye Ran to collect enough money for the journey.

Calculating the time, other opportunities have already appeared, and those further away will have to wait for several decades. The biggest and most important opportunity in the whole book will come in three days.

That is the Tianxuan Sect’s sword-testing competition.

At the conference, the heroine Ye Ran’s exclusive weapon, the Yueming Sword, will be unveiled.

Ling Haoran suppressed his excitement, quickly stood up and followed the old sect master out.

The old man looked at his two granddaughters who jumped off the sword, one was sweet and innocent, the other was cold and heroic, and he couldn't stop smiling.

He strode forward, pulling one in each hand, his mouth almost stretching to his ears.

"Ah Zhen, Ah Ran, you two little heartless people finally came back to see me, an old man."

Qi An smiled and said sweetly: "Because I miss grandpa."

The old sect leader was so confused by Qi An's coaxing that he looked at Fugui with anticipation.

Fugui was still so rude: "We have no money to spend, so we are back now."

The old man's face fell.

Qi An glanced over, and Fugui gritted his teeth and changed his words: "Yes... I miss you a little bit, only a little bit."

The easy-to-please old man doesn't have high demands, and he is happy again with just this one sentence.

"Okay, okay. It just so happens that our Tianxuan Sect's sword test conference will be held in three days. Grandpa was just worrying about where to find you. I'm glad you're back. I'm glad you're back."

Qi An supported the old man and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Grandpa, we will definitely win the first place and bring honor to you."

"Well, well, I'm waiting to see what you can do."

Qi An and Fugui were chatting and laughing with the old sect master, as if they didn't notice Ling Haoran who was following closely behind the old sect master.

Ling Haoran looked at Ye Ran with amazement. He never expected that the dirty kid who looked like a bean sprout when he was young would grow up to be so beautiful.

His mind was moved, and he couldn't help but start to imagine, if Ye Ran became his furnace, then...

The system immediately detected the terrifying aura on Ye Ran, sensed Ling Haoran's thoughts, and immediately reminded him not to seek death.

[Host, stop, don't forget our plan. Do you still want to go to the Eighteen Levels of Hell? ]

Ling Haoran shuddered and suddenly came to his senses, retracting his lustful gaze.

He fully expected Ye Ran to come and say hello to him, but in the end she ignored him from beginning to end.

Ling Haoran was furious. He thought that women had no conscience. He had been so nice to Ye Ran in the past.

He was filled with resentment, but completely forgot why he had been nice to Ye Ran in the past.

Seeing that Ye Ran had no intention of paying attention to him, he had no choice but to take the initiative to step forward, put on a gentle and elegant appearance, and joked:

"Ranran, long time no see. You have grown into a beautiful girl. Brother Ling has missed you a lot these years."

The old sect leader frowned, Fugui stepped forward and stood in front of Qi An, pointing at Ling Haoran's nose and said:

"You pervert, you were the one who called Ranran. Take your eyeballs away from Ah Ran, or I will dig them out."

Ling Haoran's face turned pale. This little mad dog has become even crazier as he grew up. This grudge happened so long ago, why is he still remembering it?

Qi An gently pushed Fugui away and soothed him, "Okay, Ah Zhen, Brother Ling also means well, don't be so rude."

After that, he walked closer to Ling Haoran and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Ling, for thinking of me. I will never forget how kind you were to me when I was a child."

The closer he got, the more enchanting that face became, but Ling Haoran no longer dared to have the slightest thought of disrespecting it.

For some reason, his heart was trembling constantly, as if he was being stared at by some terrible beast, ready to pounce on him and deal him a fatal blow at any moment.

But when he looked again, the girl was looking at him with a smile and saying words of gratitude, innocently and naively.

Ling Haoran suppressed the fear in his heart and said as naturally as possible: "Well, it's just a small effort. You don't have to keep remembering it. It was Brother Ling who brought you back, so it's my duty to treat you well."

"That won't work. I still remember what Brother Ling told me to remember and repay you when I grow up."

Ling Haoran said awkwardly: "Brother Ling was just joking with you. You don't have to repay me. As long as you are fine, Brother Ling will be very happy. Master taught me that doing good does not expect anything in return."

The old man snorted coldly, but his expression looked better.

Fugui and Ata both retched at the same time.

"Tsk tsk, look at that little chatterbox, the little words are so fluent, just like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another, Ata, you little fool, hurry up and learn from others."

Ata jumped up and said: "You are the fool. If you want to wear a bra, you wear it. I won't wear one."

"Little idiot, do you understand what people are saying?"

"Poor bastard, what do you think you can call me a retard? One of us must die today. Where do you want to be buried?"

"Oh, then you have to jump higher, otherwise you can't hit me. Also, I want to bury myself in Sister An An's heart, hehe."

"Ahhh, you have no shame. I'm going to kill you."

\"Shut up, everyone. Your skin is itching again. If you want to be beaten, just say it." Qi An's face turned black.

The sea of ​​consciousness finally quieted down, and the two elementary school kids, each trying to be more obedient than the other, began a silent battle, trying to kill each other with their eyes.

Qi An said to the old clan leader, "Please, for Ah Ran's sake, allow Brother Ling to participate in the sword test in three days. This will be Ah Ran's way of repaying Brother Ling for his kindness in childhood."

It really comes to whatever you want.

Ling Haoran was overjoyed and looked quickly at the old sect leader.