Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Matter of Closing the Disciples

The uncontrollable excitement and excitement made them all want to recommend themselves and win the appreciation of the sky.

Even Dugu Luxue and Yao Qingyu, who have always been high-minded, Xiao Hua and the others were shocked and moved.

Even the expressions of several gentlemen changed greatly, and they never expected that the master would come up with such a move.

The only two people present who were calm were probably Qin Muyao and Cheng Lianjin.

The two of you looked at me, I looked at you, and after a long time, she asked, "Little Third Master, aren't you surprised?"

"This is none of the king's business, what are you surprised about?" Cheng Lianjin replied lightly, and asked rhetorically: "What about you, as a student of the academy, if you become a closed disciple of the academy president, you are destined to soar in the future." ”

However, she didn't soar...

She forcibly endured the fact that she was also a disciple of her master, Nunu mouthed: "I have nothing to be surprised about, naturally I won't be in a hurry, it's not mine, it's not mine, it's mine..." Well, even if you don't want it, someone will force it..."

"What did you say..."Cheng Lianjin seemed to see some clues, and stared at her with frowns.

She shook her head: "No, it's just that some unpleasant things have happened before." ”

"He is young, like an old man who has been over half a hundred years old for decades. Cheng Lianjin sneered.

She paused, and a trace of vicissitudes surged in her eyes: "Don't say it, I lived for nearly twenty years in my last life, and I lived for nearly twenty years in this life, counting the original body, and it adds up to just half of a person's life." ”

How can anyone say that she is old before she is eighteen years old, although Cheng Lianjin doesn't believe it, but when she sees the trace of vicissitudes surging out of her expression, all the joking words are stuck in her throat, and she always feels that the current Qin Muyao is not like a teenager, but like a person who has experienced a lot of things living in her body.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lianjin's eyes changed slightly.

Everything before was vivid, hurried, and after a blink of an eye, he returned to his usual calm and said indifferently: "I believe it." ”

She slammed!

The two simple words went deep into her soul, as if she had been struck by lightning.

She looked up at him in a daze: "You say... What?"

Cheng Lianjin said firmly: "This king said that I believe in you, you are you, but not you." ”

These words....

Did he perceive something?

The joy of someone who could believe her words flashed, and a high degree of vigilance followed!

What if he finds out that he is not the real Qin Muyao?

You are you, but not you, have you found out?

Her heart was very confused, and she didn't know why she was so panicked and Cheng Lianjin found out that she was not the real Qin Muyao.

When she was flustered, Cheng Lianjin hugged her into his arms: "Stupid, what are you worried about? I just said it was a joke from your words." ”

She glanced at him suspiciously, and saw that he was not lying, so the panic in her heart was slightly better, and she pretended to be calm, and smiled: "What I pretended to be okay just now?"

Cheng Lianjin poked her nose, "That's it...."

"Humph!" she pushed him away, turned around, and let out a long breath.

And his eyes sank a lot, hiding something ....

Several gentlemen here also spoke, and the first to speak was Nan Luoya: "Master, you have never thought of accepting closed disciples for so many years, why is it so sudden now?"

"yes, why don't you tell us?" asked the leisurely wind of the Fuchu Hospital.

Changlang also asked: "Is it this year's freshman or from previous years?"

Han Ya replied: "Oh, what are you anxious about, what disciple does the master want, he said it today, and he naturally knows it in his heart." ”

"It's still Hanya, you know the old man best. With a young face, Cang Litian said to the old Han Ya that he was an old man, which sounded weird.

But others seem to be used to it, so naturally she doesn't have to make a fuss.

Cang Litian nodded: "The old man does already have a plan in his heart, this time, I will pick one of this year's freshmen to be the old man's closed disciple." ”

Hearing this, everyone was very excited.

Everyone couldn't help but rub their hands, ready to use all their means to fight for their own good future.

The gentlemen also highly recommended their students, especially Nanluo Cliff, and he pushed out several of his students: "Master, Xiao Hua, Yaobi, and Takixue's blood weapons are extremely good, they are rare good seedlings, you can take one at will!"

No matter who is chosen by the master, he is also very face-saving as the gentleman in charge.

Seeing that the south fell off the cliff like this, the leisurely wind also pushed Yao Qingyu out: "Master, my family's Qingyu is also good, although I am the one who helped me out of the hospital, but the blood weapon is very talented!"

Watching their two courtyards fighting back and forth, Changlang thought about it and finally spoke: "Don't fight, gather the new students from your own courtyard, and let the master make his own choice." ”

Cang Ion also nodded: "Call them all over." ”

So the people from the three courtyards all gathered in front of Cang Litian, but Qin Muyao didn't move, Cheng Bu was dizzy, and hurriedly ran over and pushed her all the way: "Future nephew and daughter-in-law, you also have to work harder.... Think about the future, you are soaring, and you can also help our little three..."

That's the reason...

Cold sweat broke out on the back of her head, and just pushed her over, and wanted to say more, but he couldn't support it anymore, and quickly rubbed his temples and ran away.

She stood at the back, standing, with the strong smell of wine wafting around her, and she turned her head to see Qing Rin standing beside her silently, silent.

"Senior brother, you stand in front, so that the dean can see it. She suggested to Aorin.

Qing Rin stood a little shaky, his steps were a little weak, he swayed from side to side, and Wei Ping, who was squeezed out, held him steadily, he struggled twice, he didn't break free, he looked at her with drunkenness, and looked at her for a long time before saying: "Where is Xiao Jiu, senior brother... It's there. ”

Wei Ping glanced at her inexplicably, she was a little weak-hearted, as if she was being targeted by a snake, she silently shrunk her neck, and replied: "Senior brother, at this time, you don't care about me, I'm not interested in the dean's closed disciples." ”

It's not that she's not interested, but she's meant to be ....

So what are you still fighting to do to close the door?

She disdains ....

Qing Rin picked the corner of her wine-red eyes and patted her on the shoulder: "Xiao Jiu doesn't... I'm not interested, and neither is the big brother.... Not interested..."

"But that's the dean's closed disciple...," she reminded.

He shook his head like a child and rested his head on her shoulder: "Don't, it's not rare.... Xiao Jiu doesn't want it, and Senior Brother doesn't want it...."

"Senior brother.—" She tugged hard, and found him tugging at her arm, resting his head tightly on her shoulder, like a piece of candy.

Wei Ping's face was not good, and he walked rudely and vigorously for a long time, before he forcibly pulled him off her shoulder, put his head on his shoulder with one hand, and touched his head to comfort: "Good, you are drunk, first put your head on my shoulder and lean against it, sober up." ”

I originally thought that Qing Rin would definitely resist, but I didn't expect to be unexpectedly docile this time, and I didn't push him away, but opened and closed my eyes in a daze, closed my eyes, burped wine, and muttered to myself: "Xiao Jiu, don't go.... Come and stay by my brother's side.... Big brother.... Think.... Think.... I want to talk to you... With you.... Uh-huh...."

The latter words were swallowed back into her throat by Wei Ping's hand covering her mouth, and she was slurred, even if she deliberately pricked up her ears to listen, she couldn't hear clearly, and just wanted to get closer, she was blocked by Wei Ping's side body.

She sneered, "Senior brother is fine, why did you drink so much wine?"

Wei Ping shook his head solemnly, and his eyes were covered with a layer of inexplicable vigilance: "Don't worry, he's fine, just happy, drink a few more sips." ”

"Oooh. She caught the wariness in his eyes, nodded pretending not to notice, and then suggested: "It's a big matter for the master to accept the disciples of the gate, second senior brother, you better take the senior brother to the front first, that way the chances of winning are better." ”

"Hmm. Wei Ping didn't say anything, he squeezed into the crowd with Qing Rin, Wei Ping is a smart person, and he never asks others why they do this, because he knows in his heart that others must have their own plans for doing this, not to mention the smart and clever Qin Muyao.

She waved her hand at Wei Ping and the two on tiptoe, and then no matter what happened in front of her, she took a leisurely step back, took out a handful of raisins, and ate them unhurriedly, wanting to be a melon-eating crowd.

Dugu Longxue, Xiao Hua, Yao Qingyu, Yao Bi and others were almost at the forefront, the best position that could be seen by Cang Litian at a glance.

Cang Ion lazily raised his eyes and swept towards them one by one, and every time he swept on one person, that person's eyes would brighten, and the people around him would be nervous, and when they were gone, that person would be lost, and the others would rejoice.

When she swept Dugu Takixue, she almost straightened her waist and held her head high, and she didn't know where she got the confidence to believe that Cang Ion chose her.

Cang Ion's gaze did stay on her for a longer time than others, Nanluo Cliff thought that there was a chance, and also became nervous, Dugu Takixue was not nervous, and swept towards everyone disdainfully, as if she was looking at a group of garbage.

However....

What if he stayed for so many more seconds, Cang Ion's gaze still turned away.

Dugu Longxue was suddenly lost, but when she found that Cang Ion looked at Yao Bi Xiao Hua Yao Qingyu and the others, they all slid over quickly, much shorter than the time that fell on her, and she raised her toes again, after all, there were more eyes on her, at least it showed that Cang Ion had deliberately considered whether she wanted her, and the others....

The face has no chance to think about it, isn't it even better than her?

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and she was very happy.

Cang Ion swept over one by one, and when he swept to the several senior brothers in Fuyao Courtyard, as before, a subtle look appeared in his eyes, but the gaze stayed for a short time, not to mention the others, even shorter.

Time will pass in a moment.

When Qin Muyao waited for all kinds of postures to change, and finally yawned and squatted down to eat the raisins in her palm one by one, Cang Litian's eyes fell, staring at the back of her head and the hairy hair on the top of her head, slightly shining: "That...."

"That?"

Everyone followed his gaze and naturally spread out to both sides, revealing Qin Muyao, who was counting the raisins and eating them one by one.

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