Help!I became the black moonlight of the sickly apprentice

Chapter 65 Let him lose even his underwear
Alas, I would have asked if I had known earlier.

Hua Qingyao didn't care very much.

"Don't worry, there are still a few days left, it's better to increase my odds!"

In this way, when she defeats Bai Qingfeng, she can make a lot of money.

"That makes sense. Come and have some snacks. I also brought roast duck and fried chestnuts."

Wu Jin muttered, why do girls love to eat these things.

A few people were drinking tea and chatting, and Wu Jin kept asking Hua Qingyao about her cultivation.

Although the original master was slack in cultivation, he had a good memory and could be said to have a photographic memory.

Now that Hua Qingyao has this memory, she can naturally pick it up and explain it by analogy.

Wu Jin and the others were fascinated by the easy-to-understand words.

"Oh my god, Senior Sister Yaoyao, are you still accepting disciples? I am willing to be Mo Chi's junior fellow apprentice!"

Wu Jin felt that the reason why his progress was too slow was because the masters of Wangtian Sect did not know how to teach.

If they were all like Hua Qingyao, they would have become the heads of the sect long ago.

"no!"

Before Hua Qingyao opened her mouth, Long Mochi refused.

"Why? It's not up to you to accept apprentices."

"That's right, Senior Sister Yaoyao."

Wu Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with defecting from the sect at all, but looked at Hua Qingyao expectantly.

The corner of her mouth twitched, "If you don't understand something, you can come and ask for advice at any time, just accept a disciple."

Is it okay if Master is not as beautiful as you imagined?

Either don't accept it, or teach a top one!This is her goal.

Hey, wait, this feels a bit like raising a son.

"All right."

Wu Jin looked regretful, but Long Mochi breathed a sigh of relief and felt very proud.

Master didn't lie to him, he was the only disciple he agreed to be.

Others don't have this opportunity!

"Master, you are thirsty, drink tea."

A cup of tea at a suitable temperature was handed to Hua Qingyao.

When she lowered her head to take it, she saw a plate on the table in front of her.

Peel all the roasted chestnuts inside.

"Uh-huh."

After taking a few sips of tea, I ate some roasted chestnuts and roasted duck. It was a perfect meal.

No need to go to work, this is the life she wants!

After eating and drinking enough, the two sides parted ways.

"Feifei, we will be recruiting sect disciples soon. Don't take your alchemy lightly."

Before leaving, Hua Qingyao reminded Leng Ningfei again.

Although she knew that the heroine of Luck would not fail so easily, she still wanted to show her concern.

When they got along, she quite admired the other person's clear-cut character.

"Don't worry, I will succeed."

Leng Ningfei's eyes are full of confidence. Among the four, she is currently the worst.

People flock together and birds of a feather flock together. Her excellence determines what kind of environment she will be in in the future.

She never wanted to live the days when she couldn't eat enough and lived in fear.

"Then I'll wait for your good news. Let's go, Mo Chi. It's time to go back to practice."

Hua Qingyao urged Long Mochi, but her own strength was still a little bit behind.

If he could break through to the sixth level, defeating Bai Qingfeng wouldn't be a problem.

"Yes, Master."

The two returned to the courtyard where they had settled, and went back to their houses to practice.

Hua Qingyuan leaned against the wall and began to meditate, but no spiritual energy came from her for a long time.

"Eh? This kid is definitely a grinder. Why didn't he respond?"

She swept her consciousness, but she didn't find Long Mochi in the house.

It's strange, this kid still wants to be lazy!

Hua Qingyao, who became stronger when she wanted to breathe, suddenly became angry, took out a small bamboo stick, and rushed out.

"If you don't spank the child and go to the house to uncover the tiles, this kid will start to slack off. It's too bad!"

He thought that he might have been too gentle before, which caused Long Mochi to feel no pressure.

Hua Qingyao decided that she had to show her strict teacher side in order to become a great disciple.

"Humph."

She came to the door of Long Mochi's room, folded her hands on her chest, and was extremely serious.

"Mo Chi! Where are you? Master, come here quickly."

Long Mochi, who was squatting in the latrine, staggered and almost fell into the cesspit.

"Master?"

What is the situation, what happened, why does Master sound so angry?

After hurriedly tidying up, he trotted back to the yard.

"Where have you been?"

Hua Qingyao had a cold and arrogant look on his face, like a boy, I caught you slacking off.

Long Mochi looked a little uncomfortable, "Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

"You didn't practice well, where did you go?"

The more serious Hua Qingyao became, the more hesitant Long Mochi became.

At the entrance of the courtyard, other people from the Xuanyang Sect gathered.

"Master, I."

"Master, I hope you practice well and don't run around! When it's time for you to relax, I won't stop you."

Hua Qingyao spoke earnestly, alas, young people, they are restless.

If you don’t develop good study habits, what should you do if you become lazy in practicing in the future?

As the son of luck, Bai Qingfeng has already reached the fifth level of the golden core, and his apprentice is still building the foundation.

"Master, I don't have one!"

Long Mochi retorted. He had been practicing very hard and did not dare to live up to his master's expectations.

"Then where were you just now?"

As someone who has experienced it, she knows best. When she was in school, she always thought about skipping classes.

Alas, after 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, it was her apprentice's turn to skip classes.

"Disciple, I just went to the latrine."

Gritting his teeth, Long Mochi forced himself to explain.

As soon as these words came out, Hua Qingyao was stunned for a moment, feeling very embarrassed.

"Oh, that's it. I made the mistake of blaming you, ahem, sorry."

Ouch, that's sloppy!
How can she resolve the embarrassment and wait online? It's quite urgent.

"Ahem, Yaoyao, we can understand that you want your son to become a dragon, but Mochi is still young after all, so there is no need to rush."

Outside, Xiang Yang and Lan Yu were probably attracted by her roar.

Now that I understand what happened, I can't help but give advice.

Hua Qingyao: "Hehe."

What the hell is it that she hopes her son will become a dragon? She doesn’t have such an eldest son.

Long Mochi frowned, he didn't want to be the master's son.

"You didn't like practicing before, so don't be so harsh on Mo Chi."

Look at how frightened this kid is by his master, trembling like a quail.

Hua Qingyao: "."

Is it really okay to expose your shortcomings in person, brother?

"It was a misunderstanding. Senior brother, please go back. I will pay attention next time."

Long Mochi also hurriedly explained, "Master is doing it for my own good, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today."

The other disciples of Xuanyangzong were thoughtful, although they were a little stricter.

But they are also willing to advance directly from the Qi Refining Stage to the Peak of Foundation Establishment.

After the matter was revealed, after dark, Wu Jin brought Ning Ningfei to ask Hua Qingyao to go shopping.

"Senior Sister Yaoyao, this Bai Qingfeng is so shameless. He even bet on himself to win. The entire Tianling Sect disciples have bet on him."

Hua Qingyuan raised her eyebrows, "It's interesting, let's place a bet then."

Turning her head, she glanced at Long Mochi apologetically.

"Hey, do you want to go shopping together?"

"Yes!" Long Mochi replied decisively.

He must always follow the master to prevent her from being targeted by random dog men.

"Let's go! Let's bet all our belongings."

"When the time comes, Bai Qingfeng will lose so much that he loses all his pants!"

Wu Jin shouted, as if he had already seen Hua Qingyao defeat the opponent.

(End of this chapter)