"Dad, don't worry."

"Your daughter is not that easy to be abducted."

As he said that, Zhang Ziqing's big eyes narrowed again and said with a smile: "I have seen such a handsome and outstanding person as the head of the sect, but my daughter doesn't look down on other ordinary people."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt much more relieved. Looking at his daughter with white skin like a porcelain doll, the middle-aged man nodded with relief:

"Dad is just a child, and you don't have high requirements. Just be safe and happy all your life."

Zhang Ziqing got up, sat next to the middle-aged man, and held his arm: "Then my dad has to take care of me, and I can only be happy if I give me money."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "How many years can I take care of you? My daughter is a cultivator, so it's no problem to live for two hundred years?"

"whee."

Zhang Ziqing smiled sly, then ran back to her room like a guilty little rabbit, and then took out a thin book and handed it to the middle-aged man as if he was offering treasure:

"Dad, look at what this is?"

"Hmm? The Qi-induced decision? This... Ziqing, you won't break the sect rules, right?"

The middle-aged man took the book with a smile, and after seeing a few words on the book, his face changed suddenly and he looked at Zhang Ziqing nervously.

Zhang Ziqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, dad. This is an ordinary health-preserving technique I exchanged for with my contribution points. It's not a taboo. My other brothers have also exchanged it."

As he said that, Zhang Ziqing held the middle-aged man's neck and said as if he was coquettish:

"This time I have the skills, I will leave you some pills and you can take care of me all the time."

Hearing Zhang Ziqing's explanation, the middle-aged man felt relieved, and then smiled bitterly with an exaggerated look on his face:

"Okay, you Zhang Ziqing have become cultivators and are still thinking about dependent on your parents."

"Okay, who told your dad to be the only piece of your heart? Just ate your parents."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziqing narrowed her eyes in satisfaction: "This is almost the same, but, Dad, although there is no taboo on this thing, you'd better not pass it on."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded in agreement, and then glared at Zhang Ziqing:

"Your father has never seen such a big storm? You still have to say about this?"

"This exercise is a good thing, but it is also a hot potato. If it is not handled properly, it is likely to cause a big mess."

"The mild ones will cause undercurrents to the demon city, and the severe ones will cause a group of greedy people to be seriously injured or even die under forced practice... Your father cannot afford this responsibility."

"Don't worry, this technique is known to heaven and earth, you and I."

Zhang Ziqing blinked, and doubt flashed in her eyes:

"Heaven knows the earth knows you know me? But do my fellow disciples know?"

"Not only my fellow disciples, but my fellow disciples probably know that who told me to be your daughter?"

"snort!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and glared at Zhang Ziqing in dissatisfaction: "I'm poor again!"

Then, the middle-aged man, accompanied by Zhang Ziqing, began to make a call.

The news about the opportunity given by the land sword immortals on both sides of the Yellow River began to spread wildly in the upper class of the Demon City.
Chapter completed!