Xiao Nanxing, who was surrounded in the middle, was a little frustrated, looking at the elders around him, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak for a while, and the afterglow traced a touch of white clothes.

Xiao Nanxing suddenly rushed out of the encirclement of the elders, and knelt down in front of the man in white without any hesitation.

And the head of the first seat just smiled at this scene from beginning to end.

Looking at the person kneeling in front of him, the ink painting let go of his clenched hand, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Xiao Nanxing didn't know all this, and said in a childish voice: "Disciple Xiao Nanxing, meet Master." ”

The Lingyun Sect disciple who was waiting on the side took a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Nanxing, Xiao Nanxing thanked him and took it, holding the tea high above his head.

If you take this apprentice tea, it means that you have arrived.

When the other elders saw it, they consciously dispersed, this one, they couldn't afford to grab it.

The ink painting looked at the child in front of him and was silent for a long time, while Xiao Nanxing's arm trembled slightly from being held high for too long.

The remaining children looked at Xiao Nanxing with a sneer.

Xiao Nanxing was a little puzzled, his eyes were confused, and he didn't know why.

In such an atmosphere, Mu Xinlian couldn't help but rub her head against her hand to paint in ink.

The ink painting came back to his senses, looked at the person in front of him and asked calmly: "Why did you choose to worship me as a teacher, the other elders are no worse than me." ”

When several elders heard this, their beards trembled, and the difference was not half a star.

When Xiao Nanxing heard the ink painting ask him, he immediately replied, "The elder was very powerful when he flew here. ”

After hearing this, the ink painting chuckled, "It's just flying in the sky, and it's okay to reach the Jindan period." ”

In and out of the words, there is a meaning of rejection.

The head of the first seat looked at it for a long time and persuaded: "Water painting, you have been alone for many years, and you are lonely and lonely, it is better to accept a few disciples, add some popularity, and inherit your lineage." ”

After hearing this, the ink painting looked at the children behind Xiao Nanxing.

Mu Xinlian was shocked, not good.

The claw was raised, and he quickly pounced on the ink painting to attract his attention.

According to the original plot, this is to accept others to humiliate the protagonist.

Seeing Mu Xinlian pounce on him, the ink painting hurriedly reached out to catch it, and after checking it and finding that it was okay, he held Mu Xinlian in his palm again.

But Mu Xinlian wouldn't let him get his way, and grabbed the cuffs of the ink painting with his claws and didn't let go, and the ink painting had to gently break Mu Xinlian's little paws again.

After some tossing, Mu Xinlian also appeared in everyone's sight, and the head of the house thought it was very interesting to see the hairless bird and asked: "Water painting, this is the bird you picked up outside." ”

The ink painting replied casually: "The one picked up on the periphery of the Light Smoky Mountain Range is afraid that it will be abandoned due to congenital deficiencies, so it will be taken in when it looks pitiful." ”

The head looked at Mu Xinlian carefully and nodded: "Indeed, even feathers have not grown." ”

Looking at the ink painting and chatting with the uncle in charge, Mu Xinlian was anxious, and the protagonist of the teacup was almost unable to hold it.

At this moment, Xiao Nanxing's arm shook slightly, trying to maintain the balance of his body, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was very disappointed to hear that Elder Mo didn't want to accept him, but he still held the teacup firmly.

Mu Xinlian looked at the ink painting, regardless of whether the other party could understand it or not, and pointed at Xiao Nanxing with "chicken wings".

Fortunately, the villains have a strong comprehension, and the ink painting looked at Mu Xinlian contemplatively, and asked with a little hesitation: "Do you want me to accept him?"

Mu Xin immediately nodded his little head, worthy of being a villain, this can be understood.

The ink painting smiled and stroked Mu Xinlian's head: "But I don't want to." ”

For some reason, Mu Xinlian had a strange feeling when she heard it.

But looking at the stubborn child kneeling on the ground, Mu Xinlian couldn't help but feel a little distressed, a good child will be ruined in the future.

So he shouted in Zhihai: [Apple, is there any way?]

Apple heard it and immediately came out: [Host, it's not right to change the plot. It's been watching that scene all the time.

Mu Xinlian glanced at it: [Don't tell me this, don't think I don't know, what you do is for the protagonist. 】

Apple still wanted to say something, but Mu Xinlian directly interrupted: [The main line can't be changed, but the branch line can, right? 】

Apple was speechless, and secretly gave himself a slap in the face, making you talk more: [Lord Host, the system can help, but you have to convince the villain yourself. 】

Mu Xinlian thought for a moment, no problem: [Yes, hurry up. 】

Apple didn't know what to do, and a white ring was put on Mu Xinlian's hand: [Lord host, this is a one-wire contact circle, as long as you touch the target, you can communicate with each other, and it will not be discovered, but it is only three minutes for you to hurry up. 】

Mu Xinlian came to her senses and found that she was still on the palm of the ink painting, and hurriedly tried to say something in her heart: (Big villain, can you hear it?)

The sudden sound startled the ink painting, and his eyes swept around quietly, and he found that everyone looked as usual.

Looking at the ink painting, do you want to look elsewhere, Mu Xinlian angrily patted the hand of the ink painting with her wings, and at the same time shouted in her heart: (Don't look at me.) ）

Ink painting, looking at the little thing in his palm in surprise, resisted the urge to throw it out: "You ......." ”

Mu Xinlian flapped her wings angrily: (Answer heartily.) ）

Ink Painting Fright: (This...) ）

Mu Xinlian nodded happily: (That's how she continued.) ）

After reacting: (No, hurry up the villain, take the tea first.) ）

After the ink painting reacted, he found that the villain was called him, although he didn't understand it, but it didn't feel like a good thing.

But this little thing is getting more and more interesting.

But he couldn't help asking, so Mu Xinlian said: (Take the tea, I'll tell you everything.) ）

The ink painting looked at Xiao Nanxing in front of him silently, and the child couldn't hold on to kneeling for a long time.

Just when Xiao Nanxing's arm couldn't help but hang down, he felt that his hand was empty, and the teacup had already reached the hand of the ink painting, but he didn't drink it.

When the head of the first seat saw it, he seemed to be afraid that the ink painting would regret it, and immediately said: "Congratulations to the junior brother for winning the apprenticeship." ”

Mu Xinlian secretly gave this uncle a compliment: he has eyesight.

Xiao Nanxing saw that the ink painting took it and thought he agreed, kowtowed happily, and said again: "Apprentice, meet the master." ”

But he didn't hear the sound of the ink painting getting him up, and Xiao Nanxing didn't dare to move, so he kept his head down.

Mo Xinlian couldn't understand it and shouted in her heart: (Great rebellion, you let him get up!)

The ink painting put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Mu Xinlian with a disappointing expression, and replied in his heart: (I have already taken the tea, should you tell me, little thing~.) ）

Mu Xinlian's eyes are full of stars, this villain actually plays word games with her, it's really, really interesting.

"Ding~. ”

The voice of the "Apple" system came: "There are two minutes left, please hurry up." ”

Mu Xinlian had no choice but to swallow the words that she wanted to "discuss", and rubbed her hand with her head to draw ink: "Big villain, you should just take a chore, someone does laundry, cooking, and sweeping the floor, can't you?"

The "Apple" system in the sea of knowledge couldn't help but cover its face: Host! The protagonist is just a child now!

The ink painting smiled and removed Mu Xinlian's head: "What you said is done by other disciples, if you don't make it clear, this seat will not accept him." ”

This little guy is getting more and more interesting, but I don't know how many surprises it can bring him.

Mu Xinlian looked at the countdown on the screen in the sea of knowledge, a little anxious, single "wings" to the sky, and posed in an unfathomable shape: "This master watches the sky at night, this Taoist friend, your Yintang is black, there will be a catastrophe in the near future, if you want to crack it, you must accept this son as a disciple." ”

Mu Xinlian said while looking at the expression of the ink painting, to see if he believed it.

After hearing this, the ink painting couldn't help but chuckle: "Where did you learn these little things?" ”

Mu Xinlian was so angry that she wanted to fry her hair, uh~, she didn't seem to have it!

I'm angry, this villain doesn't believe it, she's telling the truth, the plot is in hand, she has it in the future, and the villain is going to participate in the Hundred Immortals Conference in a month, going vertically and coming back horizontally.

"Ding~. ”

The "Apple" system reminded: "There is one minute left, please hurry up." ”

Mu Xinlian: "Don't say it, I want to give up." ”

The "Apple" system calmly cut the contact,Start the automatic side quest hang-up,There's no determination to insist.,It's going to find the boss to play the game.,The host plays by himself.,Anyway, it's a branch.,It's okay to play the collapse.,It's not it that deducts points.。

Seeing that the time was coming, Ink Painting picked up the tea that had been cold and drank it and said, "No courtesy." ”

Xiao Nanxing stood up happily after hearing this, and because he had been kneeling for too long, he stumbled a little, but immediately stood up, looked at the ink painting and shouted: "Master." ”

The ink painting said softly: "In the future, you will be my registered disciple of Ink Xuan." ”

Then he took out a long sword from the storage ring, the spirit pattern of the sword body was dazzling, obviously a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the ink painting was controlled by spiritual power, and the long sword was sent to Xiao Nanxing.

Xiao Nanxing happily stretched out his hand to take it, stroked it lovingly, and then saluted the ink painting: "Thank you, Master." ”

Mu Xinlian was stunned, happiness came too fast like a gust of wind.

The head of the sect was very surprised when he saw this twilight! I didn't expect the junior brother to value this son so much, the spiritual weapon is already rare, let alone the top grade.

But why is it just a registered disciple, the head of the family is puzzled, so he simply doesn't want to, he, the junior disciple, has always been very assertive, and he must have other ideas.

The other elders also selected their favorite disciples and gave them to their apprentices as apprentices, but they were not as good as Xiao Nanxing's.

Not surprisingly, Xiao Nanxing immediately became the target of everyone's "attack".

Mu Xinlian looked at the little dolls' red eyes, and sighed silently: He is worthy of being the protagonist, and he can pull hatred points wherever he goes.

However, if you are accepted as a disciple by the villain, the next days will be better! After all, those who have a master are different from those who do not have a master.

After some tossing, the disciple collection meeting finally ended, the head of the house got up and said a few words of encouragement, announced his departure, all the elders retired one after another, and the visitors dispersed.

Mu Xinlian nested in the arms of the ink painting, and was carried high by the ink painting.

The protagonist Xiao Nanxing was thrown to the other disciples, and someone sent it later.

As soon as he landed, the ink painting couldn't wait to take Mu Xinlian out of his arms, and asked with a smile: "Little guy, let's talk about it now!"

Ink Xuan has the enchantment he laid down, so he is naturally not afraid of being heard.

After hearing this, Mu Xinlian glanced at the ink painting: it had already overtimed, turned around and gave him a buttocks, the ink painting did not hear Mu Xinlian's response, and her eyes were a little gloomy.

Mu Xinlian's inexplicable wonderful feeling is a little chilly behind her, is it cold?

Suddenly, as if the ink portrait remembered something, he stretched out his finger and pointed it at Mu Xinlian.

Suddenly, Mu Xinlian felt a little relaxed, the feeling of restraint on her body disappeared, Mu Xinlian turned her head to face with a smile painted in ink: "I forgot that I just applied the silence technique on you, little guy, you can talk about it now." ”

Mu Xinlian continued to roll her eyes: "Qiang~." "I can't say no.

I don't know why, the ink painting seems to understand a little, and asks tentatively, "You can't say it?"

Mu Xinlian's eyes lit up: This villain is too smart!

Seeing Mu Xinlian's expression, the ink painting knew that he had guessed correctly, and felt a little pity in his heart.

At this time, there was a change in the enchantment, and the black water painting took Mu Xinlian in his arms and said to her, "Little guy, don't scream in front of outsiders, you know?" and then moved to the edge of the enchantment.

Outside the Ink Xuan, a disciple was waiting there with Xiao Nanxing carrying a large bag and a small bag.

And Xiao Nanxing's eyes kept looking around, obviously very curious about the things here.

Seeing the ink painting coming, the two people, one big and one small, immediately saluted.

"Elder Mo"

"Master." ”

The ink painting said softly "um", "Since you're here, come in." ”

Then he waved his hand to open the barrier.

The disciple handed over the things in his hand to Xiao Nanxing and said, "Little junior brother, I can't enter here, you can go in by yourself!"

Xiao Nanxing took it and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Lu Buping said with a smile: "My name is Lu Buping, I am from Tianjian Peak, if the junior brother has any needs, you can come to me." ”

Xiao Nanxing nodded: "I remember, thank you, Senior Brother Lu." ”

Lu Buping: "You go in quickly! Also, Elder Mo Xijing, you must not make any noise." ”

Xiao Nanxing nodded, said goodbye to Lu Buping, and walked into the Ink Xuan alone with a large bag and a small bag.

As soon as Xiao Nanxing walked in, the barrier was closed again.

After entering, Xiao Nanxing's eyes widened: the tall pear trees were leafy, covering the entire peak, the snow-white pear blossoms were flying in the wind, and the golden spirit stones everywhere were shining on the ground.

When a person appeared in his sight, Xiao Nanxing immediately saluted: "Meet the master." ”

The ink painting looked at Xiao Nanxing's eyes very deeply, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mu Xinlian moved in his arms, and the ink painting came back to his senses, and her voice was cold: "Follow me." Then he walked ahead on his own.

Xiao Nanxing hurriedly followed, carrying a large bag and a small bag, and followed behind the ink painting with difficulty.

Mu Xinlian was a little speechless: Can you be a little more considerate of your old man? There are so many things to help you get a little bit! No wonder from beginning to end, you don't have a girlfriend.

Walking and walking, Mu Xinlian was attracted by the surrounding scenery, the path was planted with snow-white flowers, a few white *** kept flying, and the white jade slabs on the ground paved the road, not stained with a trace of dust, and the clean ones could shine the shadows of people.

When we arrived in front of a small courtyard, the ink painting stopped.