Zhou Zhou? Mu Xiye remembered that when he came to leave, the subordinate who borrowed his wooden card looked respectful: "Young master, the subordinate is called Zhou Zhou, and this wooden card is for you." ”

"You said your name is Mu Xiye, right, I have been teaching the Yin Academy for three years, and I have never seen you." Tutor Wang walked up to him with a look of suspicion, "Where did the wooden plaque of the Sect on your waist that symbolizes the outer disciples come from?" ”

The disciples stopped at what they were doing, and simply hugged their chests and watched the play.

"Brother Long, do you think this boy is really an outer disciple?" Xu Wei raised his eyebrows and asked Cheng Long, who was seriously building a magic weapon.

Cheng Long paused, put the green-level dagger he had built, and then looked at Mu Xiye's side.

"A ten-year-old, do you think it's possible?" Cheng Long said funny, what Xu Wei asked was simply nonsense.

"That's right." Xu Wei nodded in accord.

The leader of the Yin School is Cheng Long, and the disciples don't dare to mess with him, and even some people like to be courteous. And Xu Wei is one of them.

"My wooden card was given by Zhou Zhou." Mu Xiye told the truth, after all, there was nothing to hide, he came here just to learn knowledge.

"Zhou Zhou gave you the wooden card?" Tutor Wang was stunned, Zhou Zhou's behavior was equivalent to giving up the basic identity of the Yin School to Mu Xiye.

"Your name is Mu Xiye, right? Although Zhou Zhou gave you the wooden card, it doesn't mean that you can become a disciple of the Instrument Sect. "Tutor Wang is an uncle in his forties, and he also has a little daughter who is about the same age as Mu Xiye.

Therefore, he is still more patient with Mu Xiye. did not drive him away at once, but explained to him in detail the rules here.

Mu Xiye raised her eyes: "What, you don't believe that I am a magician?" ”

Mentor Wang was speechless for a moment, he really didn't believe that he was a magician.

After all, he was so young.

Instrument Sect, so far, the youngest bone age of the magician is only about fifteen years old.

"Teacher, since he said so. Then let him prove himself if he is a real magician. Cheng Long hugged his chest and proposed.

Mu Xiye followed the sound and saw that it was a young man about twenty-five years old.

It's just that his eyes were full of undisguised contempt.

Mu Xiye hooked the corners of her mouth and showed an evil smile: "I think what that uncle said is very right, I can prove it to you." ”

The corners of Cheng Long's mouth twitched, his face froze, what did he say? Uncle? He even called him uncle?

Xu Wei secretly laughed, but he didn't dare to show it, and his body couldn't help trembling.

The disciples who watched Mu Xiye quietly gradually began to whisper.

Originally, because of the rules of the Instrument Sect, they needed to be quiet when refining weapons. However, now Mu Xiye's bold speech shocked them, and they couldn't help but start talking.

"That boy might be a magician."

"Why, I think he's just bluffing!"

"Anyway, regardless of whether he is a magician or not, Zhou Zhou is properly finished, and he even gave the wooden card to a child casually."

"Yes, it's not easy to enter the Instrument Sect, he actually wasted such a good opportunity so casually."

"His talent is still good, but I didn't expect his brain to be bad."

"That's right, in our Yin Academy, except for Cheng Long and Xu Wei, it is estimated that only Zhou Zhou is talented."

"Alas, in this way, the Yin School is even less comparable to the Yang School." One of the disciples sighed helplessly.

"You keep quiet, don't say this kind of thing in the future, otherwise you will feel better!" Hearing this, the disciple beside him hurriedly covered his mouth and patted him on the head, giving him a fierce lecture.