This goatee old man is none other than the master of the Sword Pavilion.

The dark robe hunted in the wind, his anger written on his face, and he didn't want to save face for her or himself at all.

Lan Shuying was a little helpless.

Sure enough, it's the same as what Yunmiao described to her.

Impulsive and irritable, unabashed, and very stingy.

Oh, and last but not least, he's greedy for money.

Otherwise, the Sword Pavilion would not have changed in its painting style over the years, expanding its enrollment year by year, and also focusing on accepting so many rich children to come in.

So at this height he stood, he should be able to see the gift-giving brigade she specially prepared, right?

To be honest, the master of the Sword Pavilion has not seen it, this is hard to say.

But there were so many disciples present, accounting for almost six or seven percent of the total number of disciples of the Sword Pavilion, that is, except for those who went out and retreated, the rest were basically here.

Because the mountain road is not enough to stand, there are many people who choose Edgeworth to float in the air.

Gradually, they noticed that the convoy seemed to look a little unusual.

There is a saying that the folk wedding has ten miles of red makeup, describing the bride's dowry. And Lan Shuying came all the way, initially moved a little from the treasure house of the Tantai family, plus the things she picked up in the original Chengfang City, and then every time she passed through the Fang City, the gift list had to be lengthened, and of course the line was added one by one.

At a glance, the convoy filled the aisle.

The one in front had already stopped with her, but as far as the eye could see, the farthest chariot and horse guards were still walking!

This is a generous gift!

#澹台家真的好有钱#

#师姐道歉的诚意好足啊#

This is the opinion of most disciples.

Of course, there are also people who are so red that they almost crush their teeth, and their handkerchiefs are rubbed in the sleeves, such as He Qing who is hidden at the back.

The master of the Sword Pavilion looked into the distance, and then looked at Lan Shuying.

He looked into the distance again, and then at her, and somewhere in his heart couldn't help but soften a little.

Alas, the apprentice is a good apprentice.

People are sensible, and they are so generous.

Pity...... It's a former apprentice.

Every time the old man thought of this, he was very stunned.

He silently estimated the price, but he was a little unsure - the total amount of gifts she brought this time was the same as he had been raising her, so which side of the gifts she gave for her birthday celebration would be heavier?

He didn't speak, and Lan Shuying didn't speak.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Those who don't know his temperament may think that the master of the Sword Pavilion must be nostalgic for the good old days when he taught his master and apprentice in the past.

Lan Shuying: I miss a fart.

She took a scroll from her sleeve and motioned for the boy to pass it over.

The master of the Sword Pavilion said unhappily: "Do you think that I am old, I can't take anything, and I have to rely on others?!" ”

Lan Shuying shook her head: "I don't dare." ”

So she gave the boy an apologetic look and held the scroll up with both hands.

The sword light flashed, and the people present didn't see the process clearly, and the scroll was already unfolded in the hands of the master of the Sword Pavilion in the next second.

The sharp-eyed disciple glanced a few lines behind him.

It is all the name and purpose of the gift written in small characters by Juanxiu, and any few lines are also treasures.

Under the heavy money offensive, the face of the master of the Sword Pavilion did soften a lot.

He muttered, "Hmph, the old man didn't hurt you in vain......

Everyone subconsciously looked at Lan Shuying and found that there was a helpless smile flashing on her face.

That look in his eyes is like looking at a child who is trying to show his presence.

…… Burst.

#好像发现了什么内幕#

It turns out that the senior sister used to get along with the pavilion master in private.

They came to their senses, and suddenly felt that the usually stingy, serious and rigid pavilion master didn't seem to be so annoying.

As soon as the old man relaxed, the feeling of tension on the scene suddenly disappeared.

However, there are still people who are not willing to give up easily.

The one who appeared was the mean girl who rushed to speak in the Tai house before.

She jumped out, as if she cared, and as if she was stabbing a knife in people's hearts, that tone of fear that the world would not be chaotic directly broke the topic of heated discussions in the Sword Pavilion recently:

Tan ...... Senior Sister Shantai! I heard that you were bullied by gangsters and robbed of your spiritual root, is this true? Are you okay now? ”

Lan Shuying was slightly stunned.

It's true, the question is, how does this girl know?

She then thought of the evil thing, as well as He Qing's abnormality, and immediately figured out the source of this news.

It's just a little bit of pity for this little girl.

The brain is very difficult to use, and he rushes to use it as a gunman.

Lan Shuying looked around.

There are too many people.

She only saw a pair of eyes burning with gossip fire, and she didn't find He Qing for a while.

But she was sure that He Qing must have been looking at her around here, and she felt that gaze with malice and jealousy.

There was something to act as a barrier for He Qing, isolating her perception.

If she continued to track, she might be able to find it, but it would attract the attention of the master of the Sword Pavilion, so she would have to explain the evil thing, and she was not happy.

There is a feeling that this evil thing is good for her, and she can't let others steal the credit.

Lan Shuying asked the red lotus to pay attention to tracking the aura of the evil thing, and not to startle the snake first.

"Don't listen to nonsense. As a cultivator, you don't concentrate on cultivation, but instead spend your time on these gossip and gossip, so it's no wonder that more than a month has passed since the last time you met, and your cultivation seems to be not advancing but retreating. ”

Lan Shuying wrapped her hands in her gauze sleeves, cold and cold, without a smile, raised her chin slightly, and said in a tone of admonition.

The mean girl's face changed, her thin and long mouth pursed, and she asked her unhappily: "I care about you with good intentions, why do you speak so ugly?!" ”

Lan Shuying's eyes seemed to be a little puzzled, she looked back with the eyes of a fool, and quickly restrained her expression again, and said coldly: "I have always spoken like this, if you are not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, I am too lazy to waste words with you." ”

Milk candy whistled, yo Xi, God restored.

Full marks for expression management, full marks for Shen Yun bonus!

With the benefits of toffee, you can watch it in all directions.

Her eyes were sparkling. Although he knew that the immortal was imitating her speech, he ...... It feels so handsome! Ah, I want to hand flowers to the immortals!

Honglian glanced at the two of them: Heh, ignorant and shallow.

The owner is just good-looking, and the temperament is first-class.

A real licking dog doesn't need to rush to say it every time, and it's easy to lose it.

Pay attention to seize the opportunity and express yourself appropriately.

Because Honglian knows that she is in harmony with her soul, it would be good to directly convey that feeling of worship! Benlian is different from you.

As the so-called short-handed manpower, the master of the Sword Pavilion personally took Lan Shuying's gift list, and he no longer had any intention of making a move. The mean girl screamed aggrieved, and wanted to ask him to be the master, but he was also ruthlessly pressed down.

Onlookers: The pavilion master really cares about the friendship between master and apprentice, and loves his senior sister as much as before.

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