Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Hot Shot Children
11 F * ck! What kind of chicken was this? Kneel and tip!

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"Digging grass! This little thing is provoking me?"

Meng Qinghan laughed out loud and reached out to grab the old hen again!

Puff!

The old hen took a step forward, narrowly avoiding Meng Qinghan's grasp.

"Ah! I don't believe it!"

"I can't even catch a chicken!!”

Meng Qinghan's eyes were about to spit fire, and she was completely driven mad.

Swoosh!

In an instant, Meng Qinghan turned into a blur and grabbed at the old mother!

The old hen, on the other hand, did not have any fluctuations in her heart. She even wanted to laugh.

Its butt was shaking as it dodged Meng Qing Han's Dragon's Claw.'

An hour later.

Meng Qinghan panted heavily, her hands on her knees as she bent over. She glared at the old hen with a fiery gaze, gritting her teeth.

The clean white robe that she had changed into was now covered with mud again. Beads of crystal clear sweat slid down her flawless white cheeks and dripped down her sharp chin.

"Hahaha ~~"

As for the old hen, she was leisurely basking in the sun as she looked at Meng Qinghan from the corner of her eyes, as if saying,

"Just this? Just this? Is this your standard? I want to scream ~~"

"Bastard, you chicken, you're going too far!!”

Meng Qinghan gritted her teeth.

At the same time, she had already vaguely sensed it.

This chicken was definitely extraordinary!

Not to mention much, just the reaction speed of that dodge just now was definitely above the Connate realm!

It was even possible to reach the Profound Ascension realm!

"But... I don't believe it!"

After resting for a while, Meng Qinghan once again grabbed the hen.

She could faintly feel that her reaction speed was also improving!

At the same time.

Qin Ming, who had come to deliver the message, flew across the sky.

"Eh? Was that the new disciple that Martial Uncle Chen had recruited?”

Qin Ming paused and looked down at Meng Qinghan, who was catching chickens.

Upon taking a closer look, Qin Ming's eyes instantly lit up.

"Alright... What a beautiful woman!" Qin Ming muttered.

It had to be said that Meng Qinghan's appearance and figure were indeed top-notch.

Not to mention the Tai Ah Sword Sect, even in the entire Mystic World, there were probably not many who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

Qin Ming was born in the Tai Ah Sword Sect, so when had he ever seen such a beautiful woman?

"She looks so beautiful, but unfortunately, she doesn't seem to be very smart.”

Qin Ming looked at Meng Qinghan, who was catching chickens in the chicken coop and being played around by the old hen, and sighed.

The next moment, he shook his bangs and walked down from the sky.

Standing under the sun, Qin Ming squeezed out a smile that he thought was friendly and handsome. He smiled and said,

"Junior Sister, I am Qin Ming, the son of the Tai Ah Sword Sect's Sect Master.”

After saying that, Qin Ming stared at Meng Qinghan.

He thought to himself,'With my appearance and identity, this little junior sister must be extremely shocked, right?

However, even after a few breaths had passed, the smile on his face froze. Meng Qinghan still did not raise her head to look at him.

"Uhh."

Embarrassment flashed across Qin Ming's face as he hurriedly coughed,"

"Cough, cough, cough! Junior Sister, I'm Qin Ming, the son of the Sword Sect's Sect Master. Greetings.”

Only then did Meng Qinghan notice Qin Ming. She raised her head and glanced at him, then lowered her head again and focused on the old hen.

"Oh! I don't know him!"

Meng Qinghan continued to get busy.

Whoosh ~~

A gust of mountain wind blew past, and Qin Ming's expression froze.

That was it?

Hey, hey, hey, I'm the son of the Sword Sect's sect master!

Shouldn't you be flattered?

He was stunned.

"Please go to the side. Can't you see that I'm busy? Why are you standing there like a fool? Acting as a statue?"

Meng Qinghan said impatiently.

She was already furious at that old hen. In the end, when Qin Ming came forward, what else could it be if not her own head was on the gun?

As for his identity as the son of the Sword Sect Master?

What a joke. She was the dignified empress who could suppress the world!

Qin Ming's face stiffened, and he was stunned for a long while before he regained his senses.

"Junior Sister, I don't mean anything else. Why don't I help you?”

"You?"

Meng Qinghan stopped and frowned as she looked at him.

Yes, peak Xiantian realm.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Meng Qinghan asked suspiciously.

"Hahaha, Junior Sister, it's just catching a chicken. Isn't it easy for me?”

Qin Ming immediately puffed out his chest when he heard this and laughed loudly.

"Alright, then you can try."

Meng Qinghan was too lazy to say anything and took a step back.

"Junior Sister, just watch!"

Qin Ming's spirit was lifted. He then reached out his hand and grabbed the old hen through the air. He shouted,

" Bastard, why aren't you coming over?!"

Telekinesis was a technique that could only be used when one reached the Connate Realm!

Whoosh ~~

A gust of mountain wind blew past.

The old hen did not move at all. Instead, she looked at Qin Ming as if she was looking at a fool.

Meng Qinghan also looked at Qin Ming as if he was an idiot.‘

Was he a fool?

"Uh…"

Qin Ming's face froze.

What's the matter?

Telekinesis was ineffective?

Junior Sister, it was a mistake just now!"

Qin Ming hurriedly apologized. Then, he stretched out his hand again and shouted,

"Hey! Vile beast, come here!"

The old hen didn't move at all and even shook her butt.

"Ah ~~! I don't believe it! Come over here!"

"Come here!"

"Come here!"

A minute later, Qin Ming was dumbfounded.

F * ck!

What kind of old hen was this?

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