Chapter 589: Guess Right

"It seems that both the teachers and the students are very talented. Now that we have decided, we do not hesitate to procrastinate. The elder is still waiting, let's go right away!"

No matter what dissatisfaction Qiu Jie had, this person directly grabbed his arm, and then flew towards Qiu Jiu with any dissatisfaction.

He complained that Qiu Ziming could easily break free from the man's palm, but he didn't.

Probably less than a cup of tea. He complained that Qiu and the man had come to a tall purple attic.

"That's where the elders are. In a moment, you answer the elder's questions. I trust that the elders will accept you as a disciple, and may even accept you as a disciple. After all, the elder himself is a fool, and he will not die!"

Hearing the last sentence, He Yanqiu's eyebrows jumped suddenly.

"Brother, you said my brother is also a fool?"

The man nodded with his big head and didn't say any nonsense. He flew straight to the wooden door with a complaint.

"Uncle Yu, what complaints did Mr. Qiu bring?"

"Come in!" a powerful voice came from inside the building, quite powerful.

According to the voice, he complained that the old man should not be very old.

Sure enough, when he saw this in the elder, he realized that he had guessed correctly.

"Huh!" the young elder just looked at him, and then disappeared immediately.

He complained that Qiu Ziming's breathing was terrible. Just as he instinctively wanted to run away, a strong and cold hand grabbed his right hand.

"If you're really a jerk, you'll never die!" the number was clearer than before, but it was like a gong ringing in the ears of what a complaint in the fall.

The cold air gradually disappeared from his arm, and then a gentle breath appeared. A wisp of aura ran down his arm and drilled into his body as he complained about Mr. Qiu. He did not dare to stop him, lest he misunderstand or perceive something.

However, this trash can did not stay on his body for long to complain, and soon drilled out of his body to complain about the fall.

The pair of scrutinizing eyes fell on He Yanqiu's face. He Yanqiu just looked at each other and immediately looked away. Then he suddenly heard the man laughing.

"Hahaha has finally found Ben!" Before the old man could answer his complaint, he suddenly turned his gaze to his face and asked:

"Kid, what's your name, Xiaoqiu?" "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Looking at the confusion and surprise on He Yanqiu's face, the elder was not in a hurry, but the disciple who brought him was a little anxious. In this disciple's opinion, if God gave such a good opportunity, why complain that Qiu Xiaoming missed it?

"Brother He, don't you promise to hurry up?"

He grumbled slightly, then suddenly woke up. Although his heart was a little reluctant, he had already arrived at someone else's place, and when he arrived at the place where he should be the master, he could only nod and agree.

"I do. ”

I tried to pretend to be sincere, but I was still hesitant.

"Well, the elders know that this decision was too hasty for you, but you will have a chance to understand it later, and you will realize how right your decision is at this time. "Although Senior Brother is not very good at visiting people, he still has some face here, so you don't have to worry about being bullied by others if you become my apprentice.

He was very disgusted by what *** said, because this stingy master naturally had no reason, but the people on the other side were very surprised, even shocked. The position at the old man's main entrance was not as bright and dark as he himself said. You know, even the three major dignitaries are very important, so why complain that Qiu has become a disciple of the elder, and his position is almost a thousand miles a day, otherwise he can't force why complain Qiu to put it, just old butter.

This time, however, he really got the talent. Yu Lao seemed to like him very much, and he also liked the reason why he complained about Qiu. So, what is the use of Zhang Yu as his guide to complain about Qiu?

Nephew Zhang Yushi brought back the master-apprentice relationship because of your concern this time. You can rest assured that this elder is by no means as stingy as your master. Come back in three days, and the elders will give you some treasure."

Zhang Yu listened to the long-awaited words, her eyes suddenly lit up, she immediately lowered her head, and said, "Thank you for your reward, if nothing happens, her nephew and teacher will leave first."

Zhang Yu also understood what the old man meant, and he didn't want to stay any longer. Moreover, what she wanted had landed. But 3He wished to go back and boast with his fellow disciples, that they might see what their eyes were.

"Very good, you go first, Uncle Shi, I won't resent you. The elder nodded slightly, and then his eyes turned directly to the silent grumbling of Autumn.

After Zhang Yu disappeared from the hall, Lao Yu spoke.

"Son, now that everyone is gone, don't you want to call me master?"

This voice echoed in the valley, clear and without losing Lin Dong, especially deliberately complaining about Qiu He in his ear.

"See the hosts. He complained that Qiubai had no reason to refuse, and he did not dare to refuse, because although the second dye looked very young, his entire cultivation process was unpredictable, much better than Xu Haisheng.

"My dear disciple, my teacher is happy to accept you today. I believe in you too. After all, we teachers and apprentices, but there are only two bastards in this world who are doomed to failure, or why send a candidate through the door and just meet a person, this person is a rare bastard in a thousand years. The teachers have been looking for decades, and there is no news, and this time, it was unexpectedly so easy to recruit people, and it was almost impossible to step on the iron shoes, so it came quickly.

He Yanqiu nodded and said that he was really happy, but in fact he was not very happy.

Yu Guangling is a strong guide, he doesn't understand why he complains about autumn, but he can understand.

"Of course, you have feelings for how to be a teacher. After all, no one wants to be taken to a strange place.

I have to say that what Yu Guangling said is true. At least Guangling didn't know why he complained about Qiuqiu's problems.

"My dear disciple, do you have any other questions?" If so, we can continue to ask. I haven't said that in years. Today I am very happy to be a teacher.

He complained that Qiu Ziming had basically solved all his doubts, but he couldn't be so anxious about strange things so as not to be seen by the cheap owner.

Master, I don't know how many disciples you have. I'm also a great brother and sister?"

Yu Guangling didn't expect to ask this question, but obviously, he asked this question to represent that his heart had gradually realized who he was now.

As a teacher, he has a withdrawn personality and a keen eye. So far, there are no other disciples but you. You are the only disciple of the teacher. If nothing changes, you should be the only one!"

He complained that Mr. Qiu's heart was shaken, and then he gradually understood, after all, he and this stingy master were mixed up, and there would be no second such a unique master-apprentice identity.

He complained about the fall, there were no other problems. He nodded inwardly. Although he had little contact with his disciple's personality, he knew it almost and he preferred it.

(End of chapter)