The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1182 The wrong person?

"No time!" Elder Song replied impatiently, trying to avoid her again.

"Old Song!" Xue Yue yelled in a coquettish voice, and most of the bones of the men around her were crisp.

She stared pitifully at the old man in front of her. With such eyes, even a man with strong bones would be looked at soft-heartedly, but in the end it didn't make the face of the man in front of her look any better.

"It's not right for a girl to be a good person, but she wants to be a dog in the way?" Song Lao asked with a serious face.

Some sluts are like this, they don't listen to what they say, they have to scold them.

Xue Yue's complexion also became ugly.

Ever since she became a Saintess of the Soul Race, she has always been sought after wherever she goes. Coupled with the halo on her body, even the children of a first-class family would not dare to be too presumptuous towards her.

After all, everyone knew very clearly that it would be a matter of time before the Xue family became a first-class family.

And she is the first daughter of the Xue family, the one with the best talent.

No one will easily offend her.

In the end, this old man dared to scold her?
If someone else insulted Xueyue like this, the people present would have been angry long ago.

However, it is Song Lao who is scolding Xueyue now.

Although he is just a lonely old man, he is known as the number one engraving master in the Zhongming Continent because of the superb strength of engraving the formation scroll, and naturally he is also the number one formation master.

Even people from ancient aristocratic families have to honor him as Old Song when they see him.

How dare they offend?
Otherwise, this old guy secretly set up a formation at the door of your house, so that they will be trapped in it for the rest of their lives, and they won't even have time to cry.

But Elder Song walked up to Feng Zhuo with a full face of excitement.

"Miss Zhuo, Miss Zhuo, please accept me as your disciple!" Elder Song said, making a gesture to kneel down towards Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo's scalp went numb immediately, and he hurriedly supported him.

Let an old man with gray hair kneel down on her?
Isn't this breaking her life?

"Old man, I don't know you!" Feng Zhuo said.

"My name is Song Wang!" Elder Song stood in front of her and replied respectfully.

That look, like a primary school student who is being lectured.

"Okay! I know your name is Song Wang. But, what can I teach you?" Feng Zhuo asked.

Elder Song said with a full face of excitement: "Compile the engraving! Miss Zhuo teach me to compose and engrave the scroll!"

At this moment, the scene was completely silent.

Everyone present was stunned by the scene in front of them.

Elder Song actually wants others to teach him to compose and carve scrolls?Or a young pariah who just came from an inferior continent?
This pariah, does she know what a scroll is?Let alone engraving!

What's more, there are still people on this continent who have the qualifications to teach Song Laozu to carve scrolls?
Mr. Song, is he crazy?
"Compile scrolls? I can't!" Feng Zhuo refused without thinking.

In fact, she really wanted to say that she was not free.

However, this old man didn't have any malice towards her, and even helped her anger the bitch, how could she disgrace him?
"Miss Zhuo, don't hide your clumsiness! Although I was not in Bahuang City at that time, I have heard about everything that happened in Bahuang City!" Song Lao said excitedly.

"I heard? Old man, hearsay is not accurate at all!" Feng Zhuo said.

Everyone present nodded in unison.

This pariah will compose scrolls?And make Mr. Song want to worship her as a teacher?Don't be kidding me!
"Mr. Song, did you admit the wrong person?
(End of this chapter)