Don’t Throw the Bad Villain

Xu Qian rummaged in the storage bag and found a small copper stove, lit the small copper stove with aura, and put the whole chicken in the casserole.

Just so, isn't this just a casserole stew?

She brought the small copper stove back from the palace. The palace used this to blanch wine. She felt that the small stove used as a hot pot was very suitable, so she brought it back and it was just easy to use.

She rubbed her hands and went to the kitchen to bring the whole sausages and bacon, and the smell of the house suddenly smelled.

It's a pity that there is no chili noodles, and there is no chili in this world, which makes her very distressed.

She wanted to ask Wu Gu if there were any pepper seeds, so she would plant some in the martial arts.

The spirit fire was much stronger than usual, and the chicken in the casserole soon became fragrant and filled the room with steam.

It was snowing quietly in the dark night outside the window.

Su Qu was sitting on the couch under the window, holding the black egg cross-legged, and looking at Aqiang with one hand on her cheek. She sat by the small copper stove and guarded the pile of food in front of her.

He couldn't see her expression clearly, only saw her outline vaguely. She didn't know if she was hot or was eating happily. She inhaled and stomped her feet twice, and her little head shook.

He couldn't help laughing softly with her, his heart overflowing for a long, long time, the taste he never had before, the sourness and swelling of happiness, and the lost satisfaction.

The huge mountain, the quiet school, only him and Aqiang, she did what she was happy about, and he was happy when he looked at her.

"Would you like to have a mouthful of soup?" Ah Chang turned his head and asked him, "The hot chicken soup, although it is bigu, but it's so cold, it's very comfortable to drink."

They depend on each other, they keep each other warm.

"Okay." He smiled at her and looked at her vaguely as she walked towards him, holding something in his hand, and feeding it to his mouth.

The scent of heat wafted between his nose, she was so close to him.

He blinked, trying to see her clearly, but the more he blinked, the more he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were like sand in his eyes. The more he wanted to look carefully, the more painful he was.

"It's a bit hot, blow it." Aqi leaned in and blew it gently.

Her breath floated on his eyelids, and he looked at her, feeling something hot in his eyes sliding down the tail of his eyes.

The sourness in his heart was so full.

"You...you cried?" Ah Chang was stunned in front of his face, his voice was a little flustered, and he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his tears, "Why are you crying? Is the eye painful? Isn't it painful?"

He stretched out his hands and hugged A's slender waist, looked up at her with tears, "Painful A's, you blow for me, it won't hurt so much."

Xu Qian's heart gurgled and swayed like water in a casserole. He held her like this and acted like a baby to her... With his misty eyes shed tears, how could she resist?

The blood beads in his eyes made her unbearable.

How long will it take for such beautiful eyes to recover? Can you recover?

She gently cupped his face, lowered her head and blew for him, and his tears slid out of the end of her eyes and fell on her fingers.

Her heart would be broken by his cry.

"Alan, can you hold me to sleep tonight?" he asked her softly.

Xu Qian's heart jumped twice abruptly.

The black egg in his arms slammed into him, he stretched out his hand and pressed it, calmly smothering it with a quilt.

—[I really understand that you don’t like the new and dislike the old, but I’m not by your side. When you’re lonely, don’t look at me and say you’ve loved, don’t hurt me too much, I’m not sad, it’s nothing but why the tears flow...]

Listening to the sudden bgm, Xu's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he looked at the black egg stuffed in the quilt. It's it...

—[You are an angel among the devil, so the way to send my heartbreak is to make me laugh until the last second, only to find that I have a knife in my chest...]

enough…

How much sadomasochism does its brain make up!

Xu Qian wiped tears for Su Yan, and coaxed him: "You were a clam a few days ago, you are better today... You sleep in the outer room as a teacher, and you just call me if you have something to do."

She pulled Su Yu's hand away, and returned to her small copper stove with a smile.

Su Fu pressed the black egg in the quilt, and said to it, "You are not so behaved, then go to sleep in the clam meat and don't want to come out again."

The black egg trembled.

Xu Qian had already cleaned up and went to sleep on the bed in the outer room. She lay down with her head covered and sighed. Her disciples had affected her cultivation too much!

She fell asleep in a daze, and she felt... wet, daddy, and something next to her. She thought she was dreaming.

I woke up the next day and saw a pearl mussel squeezed on the bed. It was soggy... the water flowed over the bed.

There were dry marks on her arms and feet, "Su Qu... why did you turn back into a clam..."

The clam shell opened beside her arm, and he obediently showed her the soft clam meat, "Isn't it about to incubate the egg?"

There was a wet black egg wrapped in the clam meat.

—[If you love me, you will come to save me...you will know that I can't live soon...the air is thin...]

The black egg "stared" at her blankly, playing its bgm.

She sat on the bed and got a headache, she finally knew Xu Xianzu's distress.

No, she wants to recruit new apprentices immediately! Recruit the more the better, let Su Qu be a senior brother, a bit like a senior brother!

What kind of style is this martial art now!

Although she has not yet become a national teacher, she has some reputation in the court. No one in the court knows that the immortal teacher who healed the eyes of the old emperor is the head of [decent].

but…

She watched task 3 again-wide collection of disciples. (Operate your school, improve the reputation of the school, and hold the first selection ceremony for apprentices, requiring no less than 300 people to sign up for the selection.)

She also had to open a selection ceremony, and the number of applicants should not be less than 300. Even if she had some reputation in the court, Xuan Wei could also let Xuan Wei advertise for her to recruit apprentices.

But, who is a normal mortal who wants to cultivate Taoism and immortality?

How could casual cultivators who want to cultivate Taoism and immortality come to her, a little school, to participate in the selection?

Her school is not attractive, not competitive.

And what about this selection?

She asked Wugou by voice transmission, the school that everyone wants to enter the most, and which school is the teacher he worships?

Wu Gu quickly responded to her: "Except for the fading Tianxu gate, there are now three martial sects among the decent sects, which are the sects that the world ascendants want to enter."

Wugou: "One is the Taiyi Sect of Swordsman founded by Master Jian Xiu, the other is the sect that only accepts female Xiu, and the third is Danzong, the most popular Danxiu sect."

"Pill Zong?" Xu Long has never heard of Danxiu's school?

She asked: "Is it special to teach alchemy?"

Wu Gu: "Yes, what Dan Zong cultivates is to refine pill. Now there are more people who want to worship Dan Zong than Taiyi Sword Sect. Almost everyone is dreaming of a pill."

"Why?" Xu Qian didn't understand, alchemy didn't sound like an immortal.

Wugou: "A high-grade blood-enriching pill can be sold for a thousand spirit stones, and a good alchemist can refine 10,000 high-grade blood-enriching pills a day. Why do you say that everyone wants to worship the pill? What about alchemy?"

Damn, the door to riches, where is monasticism, this is to make a fortune!

She understands that when Chengxian has no temptation to all sentient beings, it is alluring to get rich. After cultivating an alchemy master, it is simply a craft of turning stones into gold.

In such a comparison, her martial art is too lacklustre! She wants to worship Danzong...

Wu Gu: "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Xu Qiang: "It's okay, I want to learn how to manage a sect well. Is Taiyi Sword Sect still recruiting apprentices recently? I want to learn more." Let's see how people recruit apprentices and open a selection ceremony.

Dan Zong is too referenceless, this is a craft.

Wugou: "...It's not a coincidence, the Taiyi Sword Sect's ten-year selection ceremony for apprentices is just a few days away."

Wugou: "But you can consider Danzong. You are more familiar with the head of Danzong. His name is Xuci, a business friend of Futu Island."

Xu Qiang said "!" popped out of her head, and the rich man was actually by her side.

No wonder... he shot so lavishly, and no wonder Wu Gu was so good to him, this is a golden mountain.

Xu Qian couldn't help but glance at Su Qun. He didn't open any school even though he was a phantom master? If you look at others, Oji still knows to do a business.