"Poof!!" Yan Bugui took a sip of wine, turned his head and sprayed it on Qiao Chu's face.

Qiao Chu was stupid in an instant.

"Ahem, ahem...... What did you say? Yan Bugui's eyes widened, and he looked at Jun Wuxian in disbelief.

What did she call him?

Master?

Yan Bugui's cold hairs stood up, and he turned his head around looking for a possible great killing god.

"Master." Jun Wuxian looked at the stunned Yan Bugui with a calm face.

Yan Bugui's hands trembled, his face turned red, and he didn't hold back a word for a long time.

Qiao Chu wiped his face with saliva on his face, and looked at his master with a depressed expression.

"Master, although the little evil son is a little younger, she is really powerful, don't refuse." Qiao Chu's eyes flickered, Yan Bugui only had four disciples under his name, and the origins of the four of them were extraordinary, and it was really unknown whether they could accept Jun Wuxie.

If it was someone else, Qiao Chu wouldn't care, but he regarded Jun Wuxian as a brother, and naturally hoped that Jun Wuxian could worship under his master.

Yan Bugui trembled even more.

Accept the king as a disciple? Is he tired of living?

But let him refuse, and he will not dare even more.

If the evil emperor knew that he dared to refuse his little girl, he would definitely die.

But if you really accept Jun Wuxian as your own disciple......

Yan Bugui felt that he still had to die.

After hesitating for a long time, Yan Bugui stood up, and Feiyan and Rong Ruo on the side also stopped their movements and looked at this side.

"Let me think about it." Yan Bugui almost didn't want to stay for a moment and fled.

I was afraid that if I was too late, I would be splashed with blood on the spot.

didn't accept it, didn't refuse, this situation made Qiao Chu a little depressed, in his opinion, Jun Wuxian was really a good disciple, except for his eccentric temperament, there were no shortcomings.

"Little evil son, don't worry, just let Master think about it, Master he...... It is more prudent to accept disciples. Qiao Chu was afraid that Jun Wuxie's self-esteem would be frustrated, so he comforted.

Jun Wuxie's face was calm, the things she decided were not so easy to change, in her opinion, the master who could teach disciples like Qiao Chu and them must have certain skills, and it was normal for such people to have some temperaments.

Rong Ruo looked at Jun Wuxie, moved the corners of his mouth and said nothing, others didn't know what the situation was, but he was clear.

The man who brought Jun Wuxian back to the academy that day was afraid of Yan not returning, but he was afraid that the entanglement of Yan not returning was also caused by that man.

There was silence in the garden, and suddenly there was a shout, and Qiao Chu and the others immediately showed a collapsed expression on their faces.

"Here we go again! They're not finished! Qiao Chu wailed and praised his shoulders.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of teenagers in uniform roared in.

"Qiao Chu! How many days has it been? How long will that little ghost you brought back stay in our academy? The young man at the head was not tall, with a dissatisfied face, staring at Jun Wuxie who was standing beside Qiao Chu, with a look of disdain.

Jun Wuxian looked at this somewhat arrogant teenager coldly, and the teenagers who were as virtuous as him behind him were even more arrogant.

"Ahem, it's only been a few days, do you need to be so urged?" Qiao Chu opened his mouth depressedly.

The young man at the head immediately glared, pointed at Qiao Chu's nose and scolded, "In a few days? Do you know how much more you spend per day with one more person? Which food and clothing don't cost money? Your fees have been in arrears for a year! Now I'm bringing back a drag oil bottle, do you really want to rely on it! ”

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TAT fell asleep again, and I wrote right away......