Ling Mo has a lot of opinions about Yan Wu, and in his opinion, her training of her disciples is simply a punishment.

To deal with those who have fine skin and tender flesh, she punishes corporal punishment; And for a rough-skinned demon beast like him, she inflicted a miserable mental torture on him.

She wants him to endorse!

Ling Mo has never suffered such pain in his life!

He kept hitting the wall in his study and didn't want to look at those strange characters, every stroke was too complicated for him.

Isn't it easy to clean up a little fox like Ling Mo? Yan Wu is not used to him, and he has to be obedient when he is confined!

Yan Wu found a few strict Confucian Taoist cultivators for him, and the old masters trembled their long beards and said, "Wild is difficult to train!" ”

"Even though he taught me, he told me when he made a mistake."

Ling Mo was terrible to these old masters with a ring ruler, they didn't beat him, but as long as he slacked off, they looked at him with those sinister eyes.

Ling Mo knew that they would tell Yan Wu a complaint next, and he would be imprisoned by her.

Foolishness, punishment!

Misdemeanor is punished!

……

The confined room was not dark and photographic, but bright and warm, so warm that his hair was puffed up, and the beast was uncomfortable!

When Ling Mo finally finished reading and came out of the Thirteen Peaks, the sect was finished earlier, and the matter of him being accepted as an apprentice by Yan Wu also fell to the ground.

Nangong Yan knew that Ling Mo was a beautiful fox, and he really didn't have a bit of manhood.

But Yan likes beautiful things.

Seeing that Yan Yan specially invited someone to educate Ling Mo on love, Nangong Yan was relieved.

What an old mother's heart!

Mingzhu tasted tea seriously on the surface, and served it many times, but there was no tea at all.

She's crazy inside. Yan Yan and Nangong Yan matched their faces, looking at Nangong Yan's doting eyes and considerate actions...... It's the right time to come to Yan's place to rub tea!

Yan is so beautiful, so beautiful...... Why didn't she inherit her master's beauty?

Although Yan Jingxing sat down with low eyebrows and no interaction with Yan Wu, Mingzhu still felt so excited, she was so nervous that she was about to shake her legs.

Speaking of which, the temperament of the second junior brother Cheng Jin is a bit similar to that of King Xian, but it's a pity that he happened to go out today.

Her gaze swept over the end of the room, where she was sleeping.

When will you teach Ling Mo a lesson? Get ready, it's time to show the majesty of her senior sister.

Hahahaha.

One day he will become a character like King Xian, Yan Jingxing thought.

First of all, he has to keep up with the progress of his master's teaching. Yan Wu's sect is extremely simple, and Mingzhu's disciples are already struggling in a crushed situation.

How to say it, Yan Yu compared Yan Jingxing to herself, and she is now doubting whether Yan Jingxing was her master in her previous life.

Moreover, there is also Cheng Jin on the side to compare.

Yan Yu felt that she was hiding it well, but in fact, Yan Jingxing had already noticed her disappointed gaze.

Senior Brother Cheng Jin is very good, and King Xian is also very good to him. King Xian also helped him find out the ins and outs of his family's troubles, and this time he came specifically to talk about this matter, and Yan Jingxing was very grateful to him.

The catastrophe of the Xuanwu Prime Minister's Mansion was actually the hands of several princes.

Not to mention, the prime minister has always been loyal only to His Majesty, is the prince so stupid to attack neutral officials. Several princes have intervened, that is really incredible, could it be that they want to usurp the throne, or are they partners?

Nangong Yan knew that Yan Jingxing might not necessarily believe in himself, the prince of the Vermilion Bird Country, Shi Shiran said to Yan Yan: "It seems that your apprentice still wants to explore by himself, after all, it is a deep feud in the sea of blood." ”

Yan Wu frowned: "That's okay." But only after you have cultivated the Golden Pill. ”

Yan Jingxing respectfully saluted Nangong Yan: "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

Nangong Yan looked at Yan Yan with a smile in her eyes: "Say thank you, do you and my sister-in-law still share you and me?" ”