Cannon fodder, she's reborn

Chapter 1100 My Disciple

"So Mr. Ying is not a member of the Golden Crow Palace, but a guest?"

Hearing that Yueji said that she met Ying Changqing in Shenxiaotian, and that he has not been here for a long time, and now he is also the fifth rank of Shenjun, it can't help but surprise people.This kind of talent, even they are probably the same, and even many people are not as good as Ying Changqing, so they can't help but want to make friends for a while.

Many people asked Ying Changqing to ask questions, but Ying Changqing frowned, obviously not wanting to answer.Xue Wuxin happened to be not far away from him, she seemed to notice his impatience, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"So Mr. Ying is also Miss Wu's friend."

Originally, there was nothing wrong with these words, but when I said them at this time, the scene suddenly fell silent.Many people stared at Xue Wuxin, and suddenly remembered what he said just now, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

That's right, they are Wu Yun's friends, how could it be their turn to win over, they will definitely follow Wu Yun.

Wu Yun couldn't help but look at Xue Wuxin more, as one of the [-] sons of the Sanxiao, she just sat aside and watched everything quietly, as if everything between the world and the earth had nothing to do with her, This is strange.

Is there such a person in Xuefeng Palace?

She observed that although many people in Xuefeng Palace had frosty faces, which looked calm and breezy, in fact, under this face, what was hidden was the desire that ordinary people have.

When everyone stopped pestering Ying Changqing, he naturally did not forget the voice that helped him out earlier.Can't help but look up, the woman's face is not considered stunning in the cultivation world, it can only be called delicate.

But those eyes are very unique, as if they can see through everything and can blend into the world at any time.Her strength is the same as his, both of which are the fifth level of the gods, but he can feel that there is a very special stubbornness in her.

Although he was from Xuefeng Palace, he didn't look like the people there, he couldn't help showing a smile on his lips, and nodded to Xue Wuxin as a thank you.

Although he doesn't care about these people pestering him, just ignore them.

Wu Yun sighed, the once lively and funny little Changqing will never come back, after Xiao Xun's incident, he has grown up completely, but this kind of growth process is really worrying.

"I forgot to tell you one thing."

Everyone thought the matter was over, and Wu Xiexin, who was drinking over there, pricked his ears when he heard Nan Junmo speak.Now he can be regarded as someone who follows Mr. Zhun, and it is definitely not normal for Mr. Zhun to speak.

"Chang Qing is my disciple."

Under everyone's expectant eyes, their great Zhunjun dropped another bomb on everyone, making them so tender that their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it.

what?
What did Zhun Jun say?
Can they pretend they didn't hear anything?
Especially those who planned to win over Ying Changqing just now, their faces were flushed, and they really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.They actually offended Mr. Zhun's disciple. If they knew that Ying Changqing was Mr. Zhun's disciple, why would they bother to do such a shameful thing.

Seeing Mr. Zhun holding the little girl's hand while drinking a little wine leisurely, looking at them with a smile, everyone didn't understand that Mr. Zhun was supporting his disciples!

Those people from before were smiling all over their faces, saying that they were too blind to see Mount Tai and offended Mr. Ying, please don't mind this.Ying Changqing just nodded and didn't care at all.

After playing around for a while, Nan Junmo, a drunkard, couldn't bear it anymore, and played around with dark clouds. How could the disciples of various sects miss this opportunity, so naturally they hurriedly followed.

The originally bustling place gradually became deserted, and there were only two people left.One is Ying Changqing with a flat face, as if everything has nothing to do with him.

The other person was Xue Wuxin who was sitting quietly at the side, enjoying the singing and dancing below, but occasionally a strange light flashed in his eyes.Except that her face was a little cold, and she couldn't hide the curiosity in her eyes at all.

"Master Ying."

After a long time, Xue Wuxin spoke, she always felt that this man was so strange.

Ying Changqing raised his head slightly, after all he listened to what Wu Yun and his master said, and did not practice on this occasion.When someone called him, he would naturally look up, after all, he was not rude.

"Missing girl."

He recognized Xue Wuxin, he had seen it when the three and fifteen sons gathered together.It's just that I don't have any impression, and I think of it when I see it again.

Xue Wuxin also seemed to think of something in her mind, and there was a rare smile on her lips: "So this is not the first time we have met."

"Ah."

Ying Changqing replied lightly, but his defenses were less.For some reason, Xue Wuxin seemed to be covered in frost, but from those slightly agile eyes, it seemed that the truth was not the case.

"Young Master Ying doesn't seem to like excitement."

Don't like it?

Ying Changqing asked silently from the bottom of her heart, at first she didn't like it, then she liked it, and now she doesn't like it again.Following the little master uncle let him liberate his temperament of long-term cultivation, and became a lot more lively, but... Later he felt that he was not suitable for such a temperament.

He is what he looks like now!
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xue Wuxin didn't ask any more questions.

"I didn't expect Young Master Ying to be Zhunjun's disciple."

"Master watched me grow up."

Ying Changqing said something by accident, which caused Xue Wuxin's eyes to smile, and it seemed that frost blossomed in an instant, filling the world with this kind of calm and peaceful smile.

Ying Changqing's eyes flickered, and her mood inexplicably improved a lot.

"Miss Wuxin really doesn't look like someone from Xuefeng Palace."

"But I am."

Xue Wuxin inadvertently showed some temper, and opened her mouth after speaking, wanting to take back the words just now, it was too late, and looked at Ying Changqing with a little embarrassment on her face.

He didn't mind, but just gave her a meaningful look, as if to say, don't you think so?

"Young Master Ying turned out to be a humorous person."

"However, Mr. Ying seems to be very distressed in his heart, but Wuxin doesn't know why Zhunjun's disciple is still troubled."

"It's not good for Miss Wuxin to spy on other people's secrets so blatantly."

Ying Changqing said indifferently, she was so cold and cold that Xue Wuxin couldn't say a word, she just looked at him twice and said in her heart, I thought it was a piece of stupid wood, who knows the core inside this wood It is textured.

For a while, there was no further discussion between the two.Sitting on the sidelines, quietly watching the performance below, I just don't know if those singing and dancing have caught their eyes.

Ying Changqing really didn't think about anything, she seemed to have emptied her mind, staring at the front in a daze.

But Xue Wuxin was different, she was thinking a lot, thinking about Xuefeng Palace, thinking about what happened before, why many people in Xuefeng Palace left, and what did the Palace Master tell Xue Ruoxin to do.How can she keep her current position steadily, so that the palace owner will not hate her, and when she grows up, will she have a chance to escape from this place and live the life she wants to live.

(End of this chapter)