Disciples Compete For Favor Every Day 10-11-12-13-End

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Luo Ning blinked before fully reacting. He shook her head blankly. Did he completely fall into a fantasy just now?

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a short moment. If it hadn't been for the system and Feng Qing's shouting, he might still be addicted to it.

Seeing that his expression was abnormal, Feng Qing patted his back comfortingly, "Master, are you scared?"

There is a phantom formation here. Could it be that Master saw something terrible?

Feng Qing destroyed those unsightly formations in displeasure, held Luo Ning in his arms, and comforted him softly.

Luo Ning's face turned pale at first, and then spread a layer of crimson, his eyes full of shock.

In order to confuse him, this formation first allowed him to see what he feared most. After that layer of blindness failed, it then used another method to seduce him, which was what he subconsciously longed for most.

But why is there a wedding in the illusion behind?

Especially when the person getting married is still Feng Qing?!

Luo Ning only knew that at that time, his heart was dependent on attachment, and it seemed that those fragments were everything he cherished the most.

Luo Ning didn't understand why.

But as soon as he recalled Feng Qing's face, he was frightened and bit his lip in embarrassment.

He had vowed before that he would only treat Feng Qing as his disciple, but that illusion suddenly appeared again, making him unable to look directly at Feng Qing.

The emotions on the little face are changing.

Feng Qing, who had been observing him, frowned and reached out to hold his little face, "Master, why is your face so hot?"

His eyes flickered slightly, and upon closer inspection, it seemed that the master was shy?

What exactly did Master see just now?

The tough face was close in front of him, and his figure was reflected in the dark pupils. The scene just now flashed through Luo Ning's mind. His eyes dodged, he turned his head uncomfortably, and said incoherently: "Maybe it's a little hot..."

Feng Qing suddenly smiled and felt happy. It seemed that the master's illusion had something to do with him, but he was very curious about what the master saw. Maybe he would know it when he fell into the master's dream while he was resting.

Luo Ning didn't want to stay here anymore, so he took Feng Qing and left in a hurry, hinting that he would forget all those illusions.

When he walked out of the palace, Luo Ning's attention was successfully diverted.

Because he saw the big crabs and shrimps outside through the crystal.

Dancing with such big tongs, the meat is so plump.

Luo Ning stared with shining eyes. Those outside were just plates of seafood. He wanted to eat something delicious to calm his shock.

Feng Qing understood his master's greed, so he caught two large shrimps from outside and brought them in. A flame floated in his hand, and he quickly roasted the shrimps.

The tender shrimps are white and translucent, rolling slightly like waves.

He fed the shrimp meat to Luo Ning's mouth, "Master, eat it."

Luo Ning took a taste of this top-quality seafood, his eyes lit up, and he ate its head, his little round face bulging.

Feng Qing's heart felt soft, his master was so cute, he wanted to hug him and give him a kiss.

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