I'm struggling to survive in the game of cultivation

Chapter 128
"Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death!"

Nan Sixue raised her eyebrows high, and smashed down a big hammer mercilessly in her right hand, "You've been quite arrogant recently, obediently go back to the spawn point and wait!"

Xueba Palace returned to calm after a scream.

After tidying up the small water tank, she turned on the microcomputer and found that the number of the experience gauge was still the same and hadn't increased.

strange?
How can there be no experience?

Could it be because of being in the Sword Immortal Sect?
At this time, she didn't know that the data of the microcomputer needed to be entered manually. The personnel who entered it were busy with other things and didn't pay attention to her every move, so naturally they wouldn't update the data.

Bei Chenfeng and the white-haired old man were talking in the secret room of Longxiao Hall.

The white-haired old man: "Who the hell are you? It's not something ordinary people can do that can tear apart space."

Bei Chenfeng: "Didn't senior already guess it?"

The white-haired old man let out a snort, full of coercion, "Hmph, what did I guess, what do you mean by coming to my Sword Immortal Sect to hide your identity? If you don't explain clearly today, don't even think about leaving!"

Bei Chenfeng was calm and calm, and the coercion around him did not threaten him.

Obviously, the suzerain old man's strength is not as good as Bei Chenfeng.

After a one-sided contest, the old man was defeated, withdrew his useless coercion, and softened his attitude by seven points.

"I just want to ask you, do you want to kill my Sword Immortal Sect?"

Bei Chenfeng replied sincerely: "Of course not."

His mouth was tight, and the old man couldn't find any news, so he had no choice but to compromise.

"Remember what you said, if you do something to hurt my Sword Immortal Sect, even if you die, I will die with you!"

"Senior, you can rest assured, we cherish our lives." The image of Nan Sixue flashed in his mind, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The old man's brain hurts, it's strange to see him smiling like this.

"By the way, there have been some rumors recently, and I am a little curious. Are you two brothers and sisters?"

Bei Chenfeng raised his eyes to look at him inexplicably, "Senior is also gossip like this?"

The old man waved his hand, "This deity knows, you can go out."

"?" Know what?
Bei Chenfeng was stunned by him. He never paid attention to those rumors. He didn't know what the content was. Seeing the old man's strange eyes and attitude, he decided to find out.

Rumor 1: Five men compete for one woman, and the elder brother wins in the end.

Rumor 2: The new brothers and sisters are not real brothers and sisters, but husband and wife.

Hearing these unsavory rumors, Bei Chenfeng had an ugly expression.

Why are there such rumors that ruin Xiaoxue's innocence?

Will Xiaoxue be afraid of me when she finds out?Misunderstand me?

No, I have to explain clearly!

Bei Chenfeng stepped out and teleported to Xueba Palace.

Xueba Palace is very quiet, even the sound of leaves falling to the ground can be clearly heard.

When he walked into the Snow Temple, he saw Nan Sixue meditating.

Nan Sixue entered a mysterious state, isolated from the outside world, and all sounds from the outside world could not reach her ears.

He didn't bother her, and sat down beside her to meditate with her.

Haitao crawled back from the birth point, angrily wanted to settle the score with Nan Sixue, because he had no experience this time, he ran for nothing, how tiring, he didn't eat all day, is it easy?

Rushed into the main hall, suddenly frightened.

Haitao: Ahhh, why does Master guard Sister Nan!How can I settle accounts like this!
The short legs of the small water tank slowly exited the hall.

Haitao: Oh, forget it, who made Sister Nan the master's favorite, my apprentice is dispensable...

He went to the dining hall in desperation, looking for the pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)