Unscrupulous Concubine Evil Lord

"Don't want to?!"

The expressions of Qin Haoxuan, Lu Haoran and Xia Chuyi suddenly became more attractive than others.

The dean of the Emperor Master Academy who has always devoted himself to spiritual cultivation and has never accepted a disciple, and the uncle of the emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, chased after Long Yue's ass to the death and wanted to accept him as a disciple.

And this is an opportunity that all young people in Wuji Continent can't meet, why doesn't that enchanting man not want it?

Now almost all the disciples of the Imperial Academy in Yancheng are looking for Longyue, and even Huo Meng, the great mentor of the Imperial Academy, has made a mess of looking for that brat!

As soon as Xia Chuyi tilted his head and looked at the sky, he felt that the sun was coming out from the west for a moment.

"Yaoxuan, since he is your elder brother, you should help him to be more careful. If you see him, don't be too polite, just catch him and tie him back."

Hearing what Huo Meng said to Qin Yaoxuan, Xia Chuyi silently said from the side—this mentor is good or bad, how can he teach brothers to kill each other?

"The disciple respectfully obeys the master's orders." Qin Yaoxuan regained his calm expression, dressed in white clothes, and his handsome brows seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, making people unpredictable and unclear.

Seeing this, Huo Meng's stomach full of anger dissipated a little, and the expression on his face softened: "By the way, have you gained anything from traveling during this period of time?"

"Disciple two days ago..."

The two masters and apprentices haven't seen each other for some days, so there are naturally many things to talk about, and they walked towards the inner hall while talking.

Lu Haoran stood aside and respectfully sent Huo Meng away, and then brought Xia Chuyi to report.

"Senior brother Lu, aren't you and Qin Sanshao a mentor?" A small head popped out from behind him, and Xia Chuyi tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously.

That handsome and unrestrained face was like a finely crafted jade, and the sword-like sharp eyebrows slanted into the temples, with indescribable sharpness.

When you look at Lu Haoran carefully, you will vaguely find that maybe this man has more than just a dumb expression.

Lu Haoran shook his head.

"No wonder..." Xia Chuyi dragged his tone with a clear expression.

No wonder that Huo Meng couldn't bear to look at Lu Haoran from the corner of his eyes.

First of all, he has the genius of Qin Yaoxuan to support his appearance, and he has a natural sense of grace.Secondly, he must definitely look down on this young man who was originally as famous as his disciple, but now he is just a mediocre spiritual practitioner.

Lu Haoran knew what she was thinking when he saw her expression, but there was no expression on his face, he just said lightly: "When a huge rock and a speck of dust are placed in front of you, I believe no matter who You'll just see boulders."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but sneer at himself.

Then he lowered his head to look at Xia Chuyi, his deep eyes were extremely serious: "In this world, you either work hard to be the pinnacle that others look up to, or you become the bottom that others trample on. Do you understand?"

It was rare for Xia Chuyi to hear the taciturn Lu Haoran talk so much at once, and when she raised her head to meet his bottomless eyes, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

That inexplicable sense of familiarity...

Suddenly, he grinned, with an innocent smile.

Xia Chuyi tilted his head, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Lu, you are so serious."

Lu Haoran sighed, and handed the sign in his hand to her: "Go and report by yourself, so you can do it yourself."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

The back was awe-inspiring, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

Although it was well hidden, to Xia Chuyi, who was born in a mafia family in his previous life, this familiar feeling was like a taste engraved in his bones. No matter how he erased it, there would always be clues.

Long Yue is mysterious and unpredictable, and Qin Sanshao is unpredictable. Senior Brother Lu is not a simple person either.

Thinking about it, Fifteen is still right, I am just a small shrimp, I can't understand so many conspiracies and schemes, I'd better control myself and be serious.

I checked in with the sign, and took the sign of the room again, waiting for the arrangement of the game.

There are still three days before the start of the trials, and I don't know if there is an opportunity to improve my skills a little bit.

Go ahead and do it... before, filling your stomach is the key.

Twirling fifteen and one smoke straight to the street, Xia Chuyi sat at the roadside stall, and said very boldly: "Boss, here are ten bowls of wontons!"

Fifteen lay down on the table, wiped the saliva from his mouth with his paws, and rolled his eyes at Xia Chuyi: "Why are you calling so much, I can't eat much."

"Oh, and you." Xia Chuyi suddenly remembered something, raised his head and shouted, "Boss, add another bowl!"

"*#@&..." Fifteen front teeth bared, and he almost rushed forward to bite Xia Chuyi.

How could eleven bowls be enough? One person and one mouse ate more than 20 bowls at a roadside wonton stand. Then, with their chubby bellies, they wandered slowly from the street back to the post station.

On Xia Chuyi's shoulders, Fifteen slumped lazily on it, his white fur shone in the sun, and the layers of fat under the fur were faintly visible.

It is really raised as a pig.

But this kind of day is really cool!

Returning to the station, he plunged into the room.Xia Chuyi threw Fifteen aside, sat cross-legged on the couch, and began to concentrate on cultivation.

Fifteen immediately knew what it means to be extremely happy begets sorrow.

Once Xia Chuyi started to practice, he would definitely not be able to wake up for a while, so what would he do with his next meal?

"Smelly woman, please stop..."

The Qin family mansion, in the study.

A hollow carved screen is in the middle, and behind it is a soft couch covered with fine purple and gold embroidery thread to outline the lace.

On the soft couch, a woman in a brocade long gauze dress was leaning on it with one hand and holding a book in the other hand, reading intently.

Outside the screen, Qin Yaoxuan, who was dressed in a long white robe with dark patterns, was sitting there leisurely, with a cup of tea still steaming in his hand.

It took a long time for Ye Jingxin to close the book, and looked up at the handsome man outside through the hollow pattern of the screen, with a happy smile on her face: "Xuan'er is back?"

"Mother was too engrossed in reading just now, Xuan'er didn't dare to disturb her." Qin Yaoxuan's mouth curved slightly, and even though there was a screen behind him, he still replied very respectfully.

"It's good to be back. There are a lot of things in Yancheng recently, so you should stay at home for a while."

"Yes."

After a pause, Ye Jingxin hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Xuan'er, you don't blame the mother for making the decision for your elder brother, right?"

The smile faded a bit, but his tone remained unchanged. Qin Yaoxuan replied: "Linzhou is the foundation of the Qin family, and eldest brother is the eldest son of the Qin family. It is only natural to do so."

"That's good." Ye Jingxin smiled gratifiedly.

Outside, the night is like a thick and colorful landscape painting, with distant mountains outlined, bamboo shadows sparse, indescribably dark and cold.