Help!I became the black moonlight of the sickly apprentice

Chapter 62 Are you done washing? Mochi, I’m coming in

"This, is it okay? Only one copy."

Previously, Xuanyang Sect said that they would help refine the medicinal materials for two golden elixirs.

How can I get such a small amount of medicinal materials now?

Leng Ningfei suggested in a low voice.

"With the friendship between Young Master Wu and Yuanyuan, it is okay to give other precious medicinal materials."

After all, the elixir was given first, and they sent the medicinal materials later, which showed their sincerity.

The sect leader smiled with satisfaction, "You little girl, your mind is still very active, so let's do it!"

"When we get back, the Great Elder and I will send him there in person."

People in Wangtian Sect are straightforward and think too simply.

His worldliness is so perfunctory that his friendship with all major sects is very shallow.

Wu Jin and Hua Qingyao now have such a close relationship, which was beyond his expectation.

Maybe, as you fight, your feelings come out?
"Okay dad, let me pack up and take the golden elixir?"

Wu Jin was gearing up and looking forward to it.

Golden elixir cultivation was something he could only dream of!
The sect master pretended to be calm and serious, "Why are you so anxious? Just calm down and clean up first, and we'll see what you do."

"Don't say I'm your father when you go out. It's embarrassing."

Wu Jin: "."

Seeing how dirty he was, he couldn't help scolding Bai Qingfeng's eighteenth generation ancestor in his heart.

Xuanyang Sect's side.

Hua Qingyao came outside Long Mochi's tent and cleared her throat.

"Mochi, are you done washing? I'm going in."

Long Mochi, who was putting on clothes inside, had reddish ears.

Master, I don’t know if this sounds very ambiguous.

"Okay, okay Master."

"Then here I come."

Hua Qingyuan, who knew nothing about it, replied, opened the curtain and walked in.

Long Mochi's dark hair was hanging behind his back, and he turned around with a white face.

The clothes are so baggy that it makes people want to just take them off.

"Ahem, why don't you dress properly."

Hua Qingyao muttered subconsciously, looking disheveled.

It's easy to arouse her criminal impulses.

"Master, it will be difficult for you to take medicine."

He was waiting, or he said, Master, she likes to watch him take off his clothes one by one.

"Um, that's right. Sit down."

Hua Qingyao quickly collected her thoughts and walked over without changing her expression.

Looking at the deep and shallow scars on Long Mochi's body, the anger in his heart towards Bai Qingfeng became even stronger.

In the beginning, she was dismissed and dismissed, and then she was accused of being a scumbag.

She really has a good temper, right?

"Ink pool."

"Well, what's wrong, Master?"

"From now on, before you become stronger, you are not allowed to stray too far from your master."

This child of luck must have taken a beautiful and weak script, before he grew up.

It would be safer to stay with her master, well, at least she would have to worry about it until she advanced to the golden elixir.

"Yes, Master."

The corners of Long Mochi's lips raised, and he pressed them down quickly.

Master, this is what you said, never get rid of me in the future.

"Okay, put on your clothes and have a good rest."

After taking care of the wound, Hua Qingyao put away the medicine box and left.

Long Mochi looked at her back, the emotion and persistence in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

"Master."

"Mo Chi, are you looking for me?"

Having already walked out of the tent, Hua Qingyao heard a faint sound behind her and turned her head.

Looking at her leaving and coming back, Long Mochi's heart was pounding, as if he had been caught doing something wrong.

"Thank you, Master."

Seeing his sensible and well-behaved face, Hua Qingyao walked over slowly.

"good."

She reached out and rubbed his head, then turned around gracefully.

This hair quality is really good!
Long Mochi was suddenly depressed, the master was treating him as a child.

It seems that he has to grow up quickly to defend his status and power!
"Ok?"

After leaving Long Mochi's tent, Hua Qingyuan had a moment.

It seemed that he was being targeted by a large beast. When he wanted to sense it carefully, it disappeared.

"Sixth Suzerain, Suzerain has something to ask you for."

At this time, the great elder saw her and conveyed Xiang Yang's words.

Shaking away the thoughts in her heart, she nodded and headed straight to Xiang Yang's tent.

After resting for two days and gathering all the disciples, they will enter the city.

At that time, the sect competition will begin.

"Senior brother, are you looking for me?"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Hua Qingyao asked carelessly.

The pursuit of the Tao in spiritual cultivation is inherently casual, especially in sects, where all cumbersome etiquette is no longer important.

"How is that kid?"

It turned out that they reluctantly agreed to Hua Qingyao's acceptance of this apprentice.

He has always been called his disciple, but Long Mochi has been doing odd jobs on the mountain top, and he has never cared about his cultivation.

Now that they are building a ninth-level foundation at such a young age, they subconsciously begin to pay attention to it.

"It's okay. You'll be fine after you rest for a while."

He said it easily, but there was still a coldness in Hua Qingyao's eyes.

Xiang Yang nodded, "I used to think that Bai Qingfeng was someone worth trusting for life."

"I just realized now that I'm actually so petty. Fortunately, you didn't marry Qingqing."

Otherwise, if they were so petty, it would be strange if they would start fighting if they said a few words to anyone.

Hua Qingyuan raised her eyebrows, because she was not the original owner. If the original owner was a moth, she would chase him.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. How could you, you, head to the inner reaches of the forest so rashly!"

Xiang Yang had a serious look on his face, as his junior sister was becoming more and more bold now.

"Ahem, danger often coexists with opportunity. Senior brother, I got some good things."

Hua Qingyuan changed the subject and took out two jars.

Xiang Yang, Lan Yu and the others immediately came over, "Such a rich floral fragrance, such a sweet taste."

"Wait, is this it?"

Lan Yu and the others recognized this aura, and it suddenly became unbelievable.

"That's right, royal jelly, share it with your senior brothers."

After living a new life, in Xuanyangzong, Hua Qingyao felt the warmth of home again.

If they treat her well, she will naturally think about them.

"Wow, little junior sister has grown up and is getting better and better to her senior brothers."

Lan Yu and the others sighed, the emotion on their faces not concealed at all.

"The dead Master has his eyes closed even in the underground."

Hua Qingyuan tilted her head and said, "What does this have to do with the old sect leader?"

Xiang Yang glared at Lan Yu, "It's nothing, this guy is too excited and talking nonsense."

"Hey, I mean, we have such a good junior sister like you."

"Even the lost Master will be happy for us."

Hua Qingyuan didn't hear anything strange, so she didn't pay attention.

Although she calls Xiangyang and the others senior fellow apprentices, her master is the Protector of the Sect.

They were the five disciples of the old sect leader.

"Okay, senior brother, I'm going back to rest."

Hua Qingyao yawned and prepared to go back.

At the time of calculation, Long Mochi was about to start practicing, and she had to meditate next to her to become stronger.

To ensure that during the Zongmen Grand Competition, the scumbag Bai Qingfeng will be defeated in a dignified manner!
Tianlingzong.

"hateful!"

Back in the tent where he stayed, Bai Qingfeng wanted to drink tea to quench his thirst.

But his anger caused him to exert force on his palms, and the cup was crushed.

"Challenge me, haha."

The previous two times, Hua Qingyao just took advantage of her carelessness to make a move.

She advanced so long after him, how could she be his opponent.

(End of this chapter)