Dressing up as a man: Queen of Little Crazy

Chapter 22

"How many princes, grandchildren, and prominent sons and daughters of powerful clans, begged to enter your master's sect, but were turned away, but you are in the midst of blessings and don't know your blessings. Do you know that even the current king of Wei, when he met your master, Fengtian You also have to be courteous, you, a dead child who doesn't know what's good or bad, how dare you not accept our favor?"

Nie Xiao and the others descended behind Huang'er and Fengtian, and couldn't help jumping in anger.

In this way, Fengtian still has a lot of background.

Huang'er secretly pondered in her heart whether it is necessary to make friends with such a terrifying person.

"However, brother Feng, you also said before that the closed disciples you recruit are all about fate! I see, this dead baby may not be able to master the secret skill of your immortal sect, the immortal vine art, after all, it still has no fate. , don't make things difficult for others..." Nie Xiao kept making sarcastic remarks, which made Huang'er feel extremely unhappy.

"Hey, what are you talking about, old man!" Huang'er shouted angrily, "Is there anything in the world that can trouble me? What fairy vines? How do I practice? If you don't tell me the method, how will I know! "

"You..." Nie Xiao died of anger.

Fengtian couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed, and took out a small piece of withered vine from his sleeve and handed it to Huang'er, "I have three secret skills in the lineage of the Immortal Sect. Palm vine is the most obvious one among them."

"What's the use of such a withered cane? Are you kidding me?" Xiao Huang'er pursed her mouth unhappily, and gave Fengtian an annoyed look.

"I don't know much." Nie Xiao snorted, "It's a pity that I mentioned this fairy vine to you before, but you forgot it so quickly! You go back and bury this fairy vine in a flowerpot. If you can make it Resurrection, and give birth to various colors, that is the person who has a predestined relationship with Xianzong."

"Are you kidding?" Huang'er stared at Nie Xiao with wide eyes and asked cutely, "Such a piece of dead wood can still come back to life and change into other colors? Get crazy! I don't want it!"

She pushed the withered cane back into Fengtian's arms, "I'm not a fool to be played with casually."

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It was almost the time when I tiptoed back to my little garden.

Huang'er turned around and made a silent movement towards Ning Da who was following behind her, stretched out her paw and patted her chest lightly, then turned back with a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, a feather duster was thrown towards his little butt in a vigorous manner.

Huang'er screamed "Yeah" and jumped up hastily, narrowly dodging that sharp and ruthless hand.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? You went out privately in the middle of the night and didn't come back at night! You are really getting bolder now!" Ning Zhao chased Huang'er all over the garden, "Stop!"

"Tch, the fool just stopped and let you hit me." Huang'er ran in a panic, crashing headlong into the embrace of a soft jade.

"Auntie, help!"

"Master, be merciful."

"Every time I want to teach Huang'er a lesson, you come out to obstruct me, what a loving mother and a loser..."

Ning Huang crawled into Lu Cirong's arms, turned her head and waved her fist at her father in a demonstrative way, Ning Zhaotian couldn't laugh or cry.

(End of this chapter)