After dressing up as a sadistic female supporting role, I was spoiled by the villains

Chapter 194 He will not accept any more disciples
Haha, Shen Yuan knew at that time that he was different from her.

Later, she gave him something sweet, but all of it was stuffed into her mouth.

She has been to Wentian City more than once.

But I pass by almost every time and have never tasted the spiritual food here.

Lan Luochen gave her a chance. After all, she still had no plans to go shopping this time.

Luo Beixiao listened to the conversation between the two, her Adam's apple moved slightly, and her heart felt a little bitter.

He was sure that his little apprentice couldn't eat sour food at all. The hawthorn cake she ate by mistake would have made her cry from sourness.

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When Luo Beixiao returned to Jiutian War City, Zhan Wuya and Lan Luoluo were picking herbs in the yard.

A white figure rushed out of the house and ran straight towards Luo Beixiao, "Uncle Luo, you are back!"

Mo Lin looked at Luo Beixiao with bright peach blossom eyes, full of expectation.

Luo Beixiao snorted and glanced lightly at Lan Luoluo, who looked almost exactly like him, but slightly younger.

Lan Luoluo met his eyes and smiled at him, "Uncle Luo."

One is Master Luo and the other is Uncle Luo. Their voices sound very similar.

Just the age is different.

Mo Lin is even older than the eldest young master of the Lan family.

Mo Lin was extremely excited when he thought about what his master told him yesterday about Master Luo's promise to teach him sword practice.

Coupled with the fact that he suddenly found his family, he now exudes a high-spirited aura.

Zhan Wuya looked up at him from behind, feeling that his eldest disciple now looked like a big dog biting its tail.

Waiting for someone to scratch his chin.

Zhan Wuya lowered his head and smiled softly, thinking that Luo Beixiao was not the kind of person who would scratch a dog's chin.

"Give it to you."

Luo Beixiao spread out his palms towards Mo Lin, and a blue water light sword belonging to the Tongtian Lingbao appeared.

Zhan Wuya raised his eyebrows in surprise, never expecting that his friend would actually reach out and scratch his chin.

Mo Lin's eyes suddenly brightened!
He excitedly took the sword from the man's hand, held it in his arms and knelt down towards Luo Beixiao.

"Uncle Luo, please accept me as a disciple," he said.

Before Mo Lin finished speaking and kowtowed, the man in Haitang's white clothes had already taken a step away.

Who wants to be worshiped by him?

Although Luo Beixiao didn't know much about Mo Lin, but he didn't know much about him. He also knew that maybe his best friend, the disciple, would have two, two, and three bows after one, and then shamelessly accept him as his master.

He won't accept any more apprentices.

A Yuan is his only apprentice.

Mo Lin straightened up his half-knocked-down body with some grievance, turned around and stood up, and sat next to Luo Beixiao without any embarrassment.

This time he has Luo Beixiao on his right, Lan Luoluo on his left, and his own master on the opposite side.

Mo Lin felt that his life had reached its peak!

Zhan Wuya plucked at the medicine cage on the table twice and sent a message to Luo Beixiao: "Have you found the person?"

He thought he was going to find his wife.

That night, while he was having a good conversation with him, this man suddenly went crazy for no apparent reason, and disappeared the moment he stood up.

It’s okay if he leaves, Yi Yuan also leaves.

No one talked to him and he was so lonely.

Zhan Wuya simply called his eldest apprentice over. It happened that the Lan family's matter was settled, so he asked him to come and recognize him.

Luo Beixiao's eyes drooped slightly: "No."

"Tsk." Zhan Wuya shook his head.

I don’t understand more and more today’s Taoist romance/fun.

(End of this chapter)