Chapter 17 Teacher's Best Friend

"Pour a bottle of Hehuan san for this group of sluts, and call them all to Yajian to pick up customers!"

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Hao Yue wanted to say something to stop her, but she heard Yan Yunche's inner voice, "Don't interfere, you remember, there is no real Qingqi in the Drunken Immortal Building, this is their fate, and the time is just sooner or later." ā€

A prostitute may not have been a prostitute, but in the end, she will always become a prostitute! Because in the eyes of the world, there is no difference between Qingqi and prostitutes, and what they care about is the difference between selling their bodies and performing arts.

Before Haoyue could calm down, the bustard's mother said to her with a smile: "King Yan will come to Lianyue Pavilion in the evening, Miss Haoyue will prepare well, and we won't disturb your rest." ā€

She nodded in response.

After everyone left, Lianyue Pavilion was also a lot quieter, thinking of Yan Yunche's borrowing of the sword, I was afraid that I would have to leave the Drunken Immortal Tower for a while.

"Come out."

Hearing this, Yan Yunche slowly walked out of the tent, "You can leave with confidence, I will stay in the Drunken Immortal Building to deal with the aftermath." ā€

Thinking of the woman who bought rouge that night, Haoyue said: "Then you will be tired of appreciating demons." ā€

Yan Yunche glanced out the window meaningfully, "If you're not here, what's the use of appreciating alone...... Go ahead, I'll stay here and wait for your news. ā€

Mi Mountain is located in the east of the country, the mountains are misty and misty, it is a clear and peaceful place in the hustle and bustle of the world, the moon passes through the dense forest, looks up at the place where the past has not long left, because it has just come into contact with the mortal spirit of the world, and comes back again, only to find that Shangqing has such a magnificent and solemn image, which is worthy of being praised by the world as the peerless immortal mountain.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the fairyland is, it is a pure land without joy, anger and sorrow after all.

Shangqing, she left and came back, it didn't seem to have anything to do with the brothers around her, she had long been accustomed to everyone's indifferent and alienated eyes, Haoyue didn't care about this, not to mention that this time she returned to the mountain, the drunkard's intention was not to drink, and she shouldn't have returned to the mountain in advance before she killed the demons.

Just when Haoyue turned around and was about to fly to Xuantian Pavilion, he accidentally found a man standing on the top of Mi Mountain, it seems, he was not dressed like Shangqing's feather clothes, the layer of white soft sand on the blue shirt reflected a faint brilliance under the sunset, and the immortal energy on his body spread out to the surroundings, there was a feeling of dominating the world, at this time, he was still enjoying the beautiful scenery of Shangqing, and the solemn and solemn feeling of Shangqing, the feeling of lifelessness seemed a little incompatible, because from him, Haoyue seemed to see a trace of the breath of the game world.

Although a hundred meters away, she can still see his exquisite appearance, since she can remember, except for him, she really did not see anyone who can compare with the appearance of the master, only to see that person holding the crown hair high, the white hairband tied on the hairpin and the long hair like flowing water are meekly attached to the back, the breeze blows, outlining an elegant arc in the air, indescribable floating dust, fairy wind bones.

So that she couldn't find any words to describe him, as if she was blaspheming him, just when Haoyue was fascinated, at this time, his deep phoenix eyes glanced at her, and Haoyue was so frightened that Haoyue quickly withdrew her eyes and flew in the direction of Xuantian Pavilion.

However, that person's cultivation is quite high, Xian Haoyue stepped into the Xuantian Pavilion, and Xuanwei, who was still meditating, noticed the movement, and then slowly opened his eyes, "You are here." ā€

Chun Xuan raised the corners of his mouth and teased, "Why, it's all at my door, and I'm not allowed to come over and ask for a reason." ā€

Xuanwei didn't get up, he had been a friend for many years, and he didn't pay attention to these false courtesies, not to mention that the person was thick-skinned, even if he didn't need to be warmly entertained, he could treat Xuantian Pavilion as his own home, and do it at will, plus he didn't like to talk much, so he didn't have much expression on his face, as always, he was indifferent, "The criminals cut off a mountain peak in Fushan, and I haven't had time to apologize to you for coming to the door." ā€

Chun Xuan waved his hand and sat aside, "Why do you need to see outside, whose apprentice doesn't worry, compare your heart to your heart, I should also be generous, and I will go to Fuyao to get two bottles of good wine later, but I haven't seen your female apprentice yet, at a young age, she is so brave, and she is worthy of being the apprentice of the first sword immortal in the Three Realms." ā€

Xuanwei's angular face was still plain and calm, and he explained slowly: "I originally sent her down the mountain to practice, but this child has just entered the world, but I don't want to be manipulated by the demon spirit because of a momentary negligence, and this matter is my negligence." ā€

Hearing this, Xuan Xuan Zheng said: "I heard Fu Yao talk about this, you have lost a lot of immortal energy to save this apprentice, everyone says that Shangqing Xuanwei real people are like icebergs, and when I see it today, it has a great intention of protecting the short, but it is difficult for you to work hard." ā€

"Now that she has fulfilled her long-cherished wish, she has been down the mountain for a few days, and the immortal qi that has been consumed will be restored to me in retreat and cultivation in the future."

At the same time, Haoyue was already kneeling outside the door of Xuantian Pavilion, "Disciple Haoyue, meet the master." ā€

Chun Xuan repeated her name over and over again, "Hazy Moon...... But your brave beloved? ā€

Xuanwei nodded and said, "Exactly." ā€

Then he glanced out the door, "Come in." ā€

"Thank you, Master."

As soon as Haoyue stepped into the Xuantian Pavilion, she ushered in a face like a spring breeze, her thin lips looked like a smile, very friendly, this person was clearly the man she had just seen in Mi Mountain, how could he be here at Shizun, and it seemed that the two had a great friendship.

Haoyue's return to the mountain today was unexpected, Xuan Wei glanced at her faintly, "This is Fushan Chun Xuanzhen, who has seen his predecessors." ā€

Haoyue knelt down and said respectfully: "Yes, Haoyue has seen Qingxuan Zhenren. ā€

Chun Xuan recognized her at a glance as the woman just now, and said without changing his face: "Get up." ā€

Haoyue didn't get up, and lowered her head reproachfully, "The disciple didn't know that the seniors were here, and he came suddenly, which is really offensive, so please don't blame it." ā€

Although the two of them knew that Haoyue was not at fault, it was not her intention to cut off a peak in Fushan in the past, so they did not mention it in front of her, "I am an old friend with your master, so I don't need to pay attention to these false courtesies." ā€

"Haoyue thanked her seniors."

Chun Xuan saw that her expression was erratic, as if she had something on her mind, so she asked more: "I heard your master mention that you have been down the mountain for less than a few days, why did you return to the mountain early?" ā€

Haoyue relieved herself at this time, and glanced at Xuanwei cautiously: "This time I went back to the mountain...... The disciple is to ask the master for something. ā€

Xuanwei's cold lips spit out a few words, "You say yes." ā€

Haoyue gritted her teeth, and finally said the sentence, "Haoyue was entrusted by someone to use the cold light of the master. ā€

Unexpectedly, after Hao Yue said this, there was no trace of wave in his eyes, and he still asked without changing his face: "Who entrusted me." ā€

"A folk prince, Yan Yunche."

Chun Xuan and Xuan Wei glanced at each other, and said meaningfully: "Oh, the cold light can be controlled by extraordinary people, he is a prince, but why did he borrow the fairy sword?" ā€

Haoyue said sincerely: "He has helped his disciples many times, and when it comes to Hanguang, he is also entrusted by his best friend, but he has always been cautious and has not explained his intentions. ā€