"Let it go, uncle, aunt, sister-in-law, eh, eh, I'm sorry, let it, let it...... "The little guy has short legs and small people, and he is really mixed in the sea of people, and he is about to be unable to catch it."

The adults who were photographed turned around one by one, and then looked down, only to see a girl with a small face, running past their waists.

"Oh, this kid, stop, kid, why do you cut the line, line up behind!"

"Yes, go to the queue, don't rely on your young age to cut in line!"

"We've been in line here for a long, long time!"

"That's it, the child doesn't have any etiquette at all, go behind the back, line up!"

Qiao's children were immediately blocked by several aunts and aunts, their heads were biased, and their eyes looked at the mountain gate of the Shenshui Sect in the distance.

The distance is at least a thousand steps!

Every floor of the winding mountain road is crowded with people, large and small, young and old, they don't know what the situation is, and they can't see the end of the queue!

Anyway, when she went back to her own division, what kind of queue did she insert? Classmate Qiao took a step back, looking at the few aunts and sisters-in-law who were staring at him in front of him, and his little brows couldn't help frowning, "Why are you queuing up here?"

"Hey, this kid!"

"I still pretend I don't know what's going on!"

"Yo, at a young age, it's quite heavy to be careful!"

"Then what are you doing here?" a sister-in-law clenched a shy girl of about twelve years old in her hand, glaring at Qiao Mudao.

"I'm coming to my master!" the little girl Qiao tried to squeeze through the crowd impatiently.

"Eh, stop, stop!"

"Who didn't come to find Master?"

"That's it, this kid, what's the matter, what about your adult, I didn't bring you to line up!" Another lady led her **-year-old granddaughter and snorted angrily.

"You're also here to find Master?" I'll go...... Murong Jing also kept saying that she was extremely talented, and she was such a closed disciple for the rest of her life, crying and begging to take her back to the master's door, and he didn't hesitate to use that mysterious treasure to lure her back to the door.

What's the matter now? So many people came to her! She actually took in so many disciples? Big liar! Deceived babies!

"My master took you in?" "It's impossible! These aunts don't look like Xuan Shi! Why did Master take them in? Do you take them back to do laundry, cooking, and mopping the floor?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you also here to accept disciples for the annual Shenshui Sect's opening of the mountain gate?"

At this time, there were more people around him, and all the sisters-in-law and daughters-in-law all stretched out their hands to block Qiao's children's way.

Surrounded a short child, he squirted, "One master shouted at a mouthful! Who is your master?"

"My master is Murong Xun of the First Peak. "Small facial paralysis with a serious face.

"Poof!"

"Hahaha......" The onlookers were actually happy.

"Yo, this kid, at a young age, even the Murong Peak Lord of the First Peak knows it. ”

"It's so funny, Lord Murong Feng doesn't know how many years he has confiscated his own disciples, and he doesn't know how to make up a lie!"

"That's it, it's a little more credible to tell us that the Yang Peak Lord of the Second Peak or the Lu Peak Lord of the Third Peak is your master. ”

"Ahaha!"

The crowd watched the joke-like joy blossom, and Qiao Mu was speechless for a while.

"Goo!" The little chick squatting on the shoulder of the arbor suddenly jumped for a moment, as if he was about to blow up his hair.

Qiao Mu hurriedly reached out and grabbed the little green chicken.

This group of uncles and aunts is just a little bored, and their mouths are a little broken, but it's not those Qiu soldiers who do all kinds of evil, and they can't withstand Qingluan's ice spray......