The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

In Baisha Town, there are two famous families with great wealth.

One of them is the Wen family where Wen Youqing belongs.

The second is the Xiao family, which is in the cloth business.

When talking about the Xiao family, Wen Youqing couldn't help but frown.

Hiss...Why does this Xiao family sound so familiar? Why do I feel like I have forgotten some insignificant thing?

Forget it, never mind, let it be.

Let’s talk about the Wen family again.

Wen Youqing's grandfather was the head of the Wen family, but unfortunately he lost his son in his old age, so he doted on his only granddaughter, Wen Youqing.

Not long ago, a Taoist priest named Jingyan came to the Wen family and used his magical powers, hoping to take the Wen family patriarch's favorite granddaughter as his apprentice.

Although Old Master Wen was shocked by Jingyan's magical powers, he agreed to accept his granddaughter as his disciple only after carefully asking for her opinion.

So, logically speaking, Wen Youqing can actually be considered a rich lady.

Since it was her grandfather's order, Wen Youqing had no reason to refuse, so she had to get out of bed, change her clothes, and slowly walk towards the front hall.

Strolling through the spacious courtyard, the weather gradually turned cooler, and the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus filled the air along both sides of the corridor.

The girl stepped over the high threshold and walked into the front hall.

I saw an old man who was old but still energetic sitting in the hall, and beside him were two guests.

One of them was also a weathered old man, and following the old man was a young and handsome boy.

"Youqing is here."

Old Master Wen smiled, pointed at the ancient pearwood chair beside him, and said to Wen Youqing kindly, "Sit down."

Wen Youqing was not polite either. He walked to the chair next to his grandfather in three or two steps and sat down.

At the same time, looking at the two guests on the left, he asked curiously: "Grandpa, who are they?"

"Youqing, this is your Uncle Xiao. The one next to him is the grandson of the Xiao family, named Xiao Yan."

What a strange name.

Wen Youqing didn't know why, but suddenly he had a strange association.

She remembered what her master had said to her in class about the young man who had muttered "Don't bully the poor young man", and she couldn't help but remember that it was because of him that she was hit on the head by her master.

What did you say you were going to do?

Cut into pieces, chop into pieces, and eradicate the roots...

The main point is to hold a grudge!

bah bah bah!

This is just an illusion, Wen Youqing, Wen Youqing, you can't be so irritable, you should be a lady.

She advised herself in her heart.

At this time, Uncle Xiao spoke.

"Master Wen, we came here to ask for a favor."

"Oh?" Old Master Wen smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, you can go ahead and tell me what you want."

"That's actually true."

Uncle Xiao pointed at the young man next to him and introduced him to Old Man Wen:

"This is the grandson of our Xiao family. Because of his outstanding talent, he was noticed by the immortals of Hunyuan Dao Sect, who wanted to take him in as their personal disciple."

As he said this, he rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

"But you also know that cultivating immortality is about longevity and cutting off the distractions of the worldly world. Aren't I thinking about the marriage contract between our two families?"

engagement!

Wen Youqing opened her eyes wide in shock.

She remembered.

No wonder she felt the Xiao family sounded so familiar.

It turns out that in her previous life, she had an arranged marriage when she was a child!

But I happened to be practicing with my master at that time, so the matter was left unresolved.

Later on, her cultivation reached a high level, and she could basically defeat any Hunyuan Taoist priest with one punch. She no longer had any interest in this matter and forgot about this weakling Xiao Yan.

"To be honest, we are here to break off the engagement."

Under Grandpa Wen's gloomy gaze, Uncle Xiao slowly finished what he wanted to say.

break off an engagement?

Wen Youqing couldn't help but tremble.

Is there such a good thing? !

12. Since ancient times, true love cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts

"What! Break off the engagement?"

Luo Li was extremely surprised.

"Ah? Cancel the engagement?"

Jing Yan frowned slightly, thinking for a moment.

"Huh? Breaking off the engagement... Pah, why should I be surprised?"

Wen Youqing was trembling all over. He stretched out his finger tremblingly, pointed at Luo Li and asked angrily.

"Why are you holding my master's hand!"

Especially the word "I" in "my master", she emphasized the tone and said viciously.

At this moment, Luo Li was wearing a brand new lotus green long skirt. Her originally loose hair was tied into two buns. Combined with her originally tender and lovely face, she looked like a completely different person. There was no trace of her former miserable appearance.

She was holding her master's hand with one hand and holding a candied haws in the other. There were some sugar stains on her lips, making her look even more charming.

There was a smile hidden in his dark eyes like glass, and he looked at Wen Youqing with a playful look.

As if in doubt.

How come senior sister didn’t scream when she saw such a scene?

Wen Youqing's heart ached slightly.

She now deeply regretted the decision she had made.

what happened?

What happened last night?

Allowing Luo Li, a green tea girl, to join her sect might be the thing she regrets most in her life.

This is totally like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!

And the master is that simple little lamb!

He had no idea how terrifying Luo Li was, who looked like a child but was actually more scheming than an ordinary person!

I must save my master from the danger.

Luo Li Green Tea, come and die, and taste what I have practiced hard for a whole night, and in return I get a punch full of power and resentment.

Wen Youqing looked at Luo Li with eyes filled with a determined fighting spirit.

Jing Yan didn't notice the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two girls at all.

To explain all this, we have to start from the morning.

In the early morning, cocks begin to crow.

Jing Yan opened his eyes from the bamboo chair, and the cool morning dew clung to his lips.

He practiced all night long.

The reason is simple: the bed is occupied by Luo Li.

Originally he wanted to sleep in another place, but when he was walking around in the yard, he fell into a state of enlightenment, so he had to find a bamboo chair nearby and spend the night there.

It's really troublesome to be a genius. You can have epiphanies at any time and anywhere.

Jingyan thought distressedly.

Stretching lazily and feeling the fresh morning air, Jing Yan got up and walked back to the house. He knocked on the door gently, wanting to see if Luo Li had woken up.

He knocked for a long time, but there was no response.

Jing Yan frowned and pushed open the door.

Inside the room, the thin quilt that Luo Li slept on last night was neatly folded, the originally messy desk was tidied up, and even the chairs were neatly arranged symmetrically.

Jingyan was a little confused.

What happened?

With his doubts in mind, Jing Yan walked out of the room and looked for Luo Li in the courtyard.

Then he found the girl in the kitchen.

The flame in the stove was burning. Luo Li skillfully threw firewood into the fire. A light stain of sweat appeared on the tip of her young nose. The girl's eyes were clear and sincere.

In the pot, there is rice porridge boiling, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Jing Yan looked at it silently for a moment, then turned and left, coming to the stone table in the courtyard.

Waiting quietly.

Not long after, Jing Yan saw Luo Li's busy figure. She came out of the kitchen with a bowl of fragrant rice porridge in her hand.

The girl held the edge of the bowl carefully, frowning slightly, obviously burned.

Jing Yan stepped forward, took the bowl from the girl's hand, and placed it on the stone table.

"Why did you think of making breakfast?"

After a long silence, Jing Yan asked.

Looking at the tall, straight, handsome figure in front of her, Luo Li rubbed her hands and answered in a low voice.

"Didn't Big Brother say that I could water the flowers and chop some firewood as payment for living here?"

Luo Li raised her head carefully and looked into Jing Yan's eyes.

"I was thinking, could I make some breakfast... maybe I can help big brother."

"Thank you."

Jing Yan nodded and said, "That's a great help."

"really?"

There was obviously more joy in Luo Li's eyes.

Then she blinked again and urged:

"Big brother, please try it and see how it tastes. It won't taste good if it's cold."

Jing Yan looked at the bowl of rice porridge.

In fact, to be honest, Luo Li's cooking skills are not very good. Even the simple porridge is a little mushy.

Moreover, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Jing Yan had already practiced fasting. He did not need to take in grains from the human world at all. He only needed to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to sustain himself.

But he sat down anyway.

He scooped a spoonful of rice porridge with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

After tasting it carefully, he praised:

"good to eat."