Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

"One second the Yujian flew, the next second it fell into the mouth of the monster, and became the monster's dinner."

Lin Jinpeng was rarely humorous, and told a cold joke that couldn't be colder.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a moment of silence in the bamboo house, and the brothers all stared at him with dissatisfied eyes.

"Why, what did I say wrong again?"

Lin Jinpeng looked dazed, rubbed his nose and smiled wryly.

"Crow mouth."

Shi Shi hadn't recovered from the fear of the blood sacrifice, and choked back angrily.

"Okay, don't talk about this."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Xiao Mu quickly changed the subject: "How are you three? Have you decided? Will you worship Master as his teacher and be his registered disciple?"

"Teacher."

The three teenagers whose names were called looked at each other and spoke in unison.

Ye Qinghan rubbed the back of his head and said happily: "It's always good to have a master covering you, at least you have many brothers and sisters, so you won't be afraid of being bullied."

"It's right to think so."

Xiao Ming patted him on the shoulder proudly: "From now on, we will be senior brothers. There are senior brothers covering you, and there are three thousand disciples from the outer sect. No one dares to provoke you."

"Hey, thank you brother."

Ye Qinghan listened to the music, subconsciously straightened her back, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

*

The noise of the teenagers spread to another bamboo room. Mu Yufu's lips curved slightly, and she looked at Ye Qingying with a smile: "Your brother has already agreed to worship Brother Li as a teacher, what do you think?"

"I......"

Ye Qingying almost blurted out that she also wanted to worship under Li Lingyue's door, met Mu Yufu's gentle gaze, and closed her mouth embarrassingly.

"Cultivating immortals is based on chance."

Mu Yufu seemed to have read her mind, and persuaded softly: "Brother Li is a martial artist, and his disciples mainly practice swordsmanship. It is not suitable for you to join his sect."

"I don't want to stay in the Kunlun School alone."

Ye Qingying murmured in a low voice, her eyelids were red, with tears glistening.

"With your aptitude, if you can get rid of distracting thoughts and concentrate on cultivation, your future achievements will definitely be higher than your brother's."

Mu Yufu sighed sadly, and had a momentary urge to give up.

"Cousin, don't refuse any more."

Lin Qingluo's five senses were keen, and she listened to all the conversations between the two, and couldn't help feeling anxious.

The thin voice of the gossamer clearly entered Ye Qingying's ears.

"Opportunity can't be missed, and it won't come again. Think about it carefully, which one is more important, love or chance? Without profound mana, what qualifications do you have to follow Brother Long, stand side by side with him, and always be by his side?"

One word awakens the dreamer!

Ye Qingying shivered suddenly, her pretty face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and lost all color.

"Qingying, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yufu couldn't hear the voice transmission in her mind, so she sensitively sensed something was wrong, and asked softly.

"Master, I was wrong, I want to worship you as my teacher."

Ye Qingying burst into tears, choked up and threw herself into Mu Yufu's arms.

"Good, just figure it out."

Mu Yufu breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relieved smile.

*

The teenagers successfully apprenticed to their masters and became formal disciples of the Kunlun School, which boosted their confidence in practicing magic.

Lin Qingluo rubbed the bamboo slips and imperial spells they brought back from the library into nine copies in order and distributed them to everyone.

"Wow, phantom step, super awesome."

Shitou took over the phantom step technique, jumped three feet high excitedly, followed the method taught by the little master, and couldn't wait to put the bamboo slip close to his eyebrows.

A blue light flashed, and the rubbing skills in the bamboo slips were clearly transmitted to his sea of ​​consciousness.

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