Ling Luo froze, a trace of perseverance crossed his eyes, his gaze drifted to Yan Xiang, and said, "Lord Dean, if Luo'er joins the Holy Fire Hall, can you please open the net and let Senior Brother Fu go." ”

Yan Xiang raised his head in disbelief, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in surprise, "You want to join the Holy Fire Hall?" ”

Is this girl having a bad brain?

No new student had ever volunteered to join the most declining Holy Fire Hall, and the nine disciples in the Holy Fire Hall, except for Fu Dong, were all disliked or expelled from the Holy Dan Hall.

The Holy Flame Hall is sparsely populated, most of the disciples have poor qualifications, and their work efficiency is extremely low, no matter what they do or what competitions they participate in, they will always be at the bottom.

At the Council of Elders four years ago, some people even proposed to depose the Holy Fire Hall and merge it directly into the Holy Dan Hall, if it weren't for the strong opposition of Dean Xuanyuan Jing and him, the Holy Fire Hall might not really exist.

"Yes, I'm going to join the Holy Flame Hall." Ling Luo's eyes were clear, and her cherry lips moved slightly, outlining a bright smile, "But I hope that Senior Venerable can open the net and leave Senior Brother Fu in the door." ”

Looking at such clear and transparent eyes, Yan Xiang's heart felt like it had been hit hard, and some fragments buried in the depths of his memory resurfaced.

Eight years ago, it was also in this big martial arts arena.

Fu Dong is not the best one, but he can be regarded as an outstanding achievement, he did not go to the Shengdan Hall, but ran directly in front of him, looked at himself fixedly with a pair of clear eyes, and said loudly: "I want to join the Holy Fire Hall, Master, can you accept me?" ”

The emotion at that time hit my heart again, as if it was yesterday, vividly.

On the other hand, because of the decline of the Holy Fire Hall, he didn't care much about this favorite big disciple, even if the Xuanyuan Bone of the Holy Golden Hall was bullied, he pretended to turn a blind eye and blindly retreated.

Yan Xiang knew better than anyone else that Fu Dong had not made any mistakes, but had a secret affection for Xuanyuan Gu's daughter.

If it's wrong to be in love, then where is there heaven in this world?!

He, who is a teacher, should also be like this proud disciple, not afraid of power and dare to face it.

"Okay, I'll accept you as a teacher!" A hint of determination suddenly flashed between Yan Xiang's eyebrows, and his voice was like a morning bell in the evening, and he said loudly, "From today onwards, Ling Luo is the fourth generation disciple of my Holy Fire Hall. ”

As he spoke, Yan Xiang took out a jade pendant symbolizing the identity of the Holy Fire Hall from his sleeve, handed it to Ling Luo, and said, "Fu Dong is still the number one disciple of my Holy Fire Hall, and he is not to blame for his previous past!" ”

Ling Luo's face was crossed with deep joy, and he hurriedly knelt down respectfully, took the jade pendant given by Yan Xiang with both hands, and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

Mu Yuanqi and Zhen Huaiming suddenly stopped arguing, turned their heads in disbelief, and two pairs of unbelievable eyes fell on Ling Luo's body in unison.

"Girl, how did you get into the Holy Fire Hall?"

"That's right, girl, don't think about it!"

For the first time in history, Mu Yuanqi and Zhen Huaiming's views were unanimous. But then, the two glared at each other fiercely.

Xuanyuan Jing was also very surprised, looked at Ling Luo fixedly, and asked, "Ling girl, are you sure?" For new students, apprenticeship is a very important choice. ”