Ling Liqi is a civil official, and he can't practice martial arts, how to resist the domineering pull of the young man, and he didn't squeeze it a few times, and he shouted to let go.

The young man held his stomach and finally found someone to get angry, how could he let him go so quickly, although Donghuan is a little girl, but now he is his apprentice, why should he teach him!

Have you asked him with his consent?

He can't cure Shan Qianhan, can't he cure a dead old man?

Thinking about pulling Ling Liao's collar tightly.

Frightened, Donghuan saw that Master's face turned pale, no matter who it was, no one could hurt her Master, or the Master that Miss had worked so hard to find for her.

Standing up was to bite the young man, the painful young man quickly let go, rubbed the arm that was bitten by Donghuan and bled out, and the two bull's-eyed eyes stared at Donghuan and roared: "You dare to kill the teacher!" ”

Donghuan was yelled at by the young man, his nose was red, and his eyes were wet, "You want to hurt Master" went to Murong Xuetian and knelt down, "Miss, Donghuan doesn't want Master, Donghuan will learn to take care of Miss." ”

Murong Xue didn't like tears, especially the people around her shed tears, so she picked up Donghuan and said indifferently to the young man:

"Donghuan is my maid, and it is not my turn to teach a lesson from the beginning to the end of the giveaway that I dare not reveal my name. You're not welcome here, let's go. ”

Ling Lian saw that things had become complicated, and he had agreed with him before, one to teach literature and the other to teach martial arts.

This young man also sent him a lot of good tea, and in the end he drove people away.

"Fifth Miss, if you have something to say, he is actually ......"

Ling Liao's explanation was exchanged for the boy's roar and disdain.

"Old man Ling, you don't pretend to be a good person here, you don't need to speak."

If it weren't for the fact that he was chasing the person who was looking for the Smoke Venerable, let alone giving him tea, he would have been killed by him even if he was one step away from him. An old man dares to rob his apprentice with him.

Ling Lianqi had never seen such an arrogant person, and just now he wanted to help him ask for an apprentice, but now he had no idea at all.

As long as Murong Xuetian said that he would drive him away, he would definitely not say another word.

Throw up his sleeves and return to his seat, continue to drink tea, no matter how big the matter is, it can't spoil his good mood of drinking good tea, it's really not worth arguing with a hairy boy.

The young man saw that Ling Lian was scolded by him and drank tea leisurely, thinking that he was looking down on him, and everyone here looked down on him.

The last step pointed to Ling Yan's nose and said his identity proudly: "This young master is the crown prince of Yan Yanguo, Yan Tai."

This is a great favor to you, you dare to look down on me, and you dare to drive this prince away.

Believe it or not, this prince will cure you for your sins!

Donghuan, I'm the prince, no one dares to bully you as my apprentice. ”

Pointing to Murong Xuetian and expecting to say to Donghuan.

Except for Donghuan, who was about to faint when he heard that his master was the crown prince, Murong Xuetian and Ling Lianqian were only a little surprised by his identity and returned to normal.

Murong Xuetian was very satisfied with the pampered and humiliated attitude of Ling Liao, who was often mixed in the officialdom, and it was not difficult to see from Ling Liaoqi's performance that he was an old man who was not afraid of authority and official position. It's very suitable for the master of the winter ring.

She was not afraid of him at first when she didn't know the identity of the teenager, and now that she knows it, she is even more afraid of him.

She had thought about meeting him in the Fog Palace ten days later to discuss with him the plan to infiltrate Ouyang Mansion, but now instead of looking for him, he came over by himself.

The apprentice grandson of the ghost phoenix, it's really ......

Yan Tai thought that after he revealed his identity, they would worship him, and then he would ridicule him again.

He waited so long that no one came to kneel down and salute him, not even the sound of exclamation, but frightened his apprentice.

On second look, they didn't say anything.

Forget about the unmoved old scholar, he knows his temperament.

And that Shan Qianhan is too annoying, what is his identity, and what is her identity.

A concubine didn't take him seriously, and drank tea lightly!

Even if he is the head of her family, Shan Ren has to respect him for three points, she!

"Shan Qianhan! What do you mean! I'm the Prince! Yan Tai pointed at Murong Xue again.

Murong Xue poured down the tea, took a light step, walked to Yan Tai's side, and said a word in his ear.

"Is there smoke and Nie Soul?"

After speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled and left, helping the frightened Donghuan up and sitting on the chair.

Yan Tai was stunned and motionless, no wonder she was not afraid of his identity, she really knew the master of the Nie Soul Sect.

The master of the Nie Soul Sect is unhappy, he can kill if he wants, even a country is like this, let alone a prince.

It's so terrifying, she even asked to chase the smoke lord, so wouldn't she want his life......

He also wants to see the Nie Soul Sect Master he admires the most, and he doesn't want to go against the Nie Soul Sect Master.

His face immediately changed, and he cried and said to Murong Xuetian:

"Han'er, my good Han'er, I didn't mean it just now. I just want to accept Donghuan's apprentice too much. Don't do this, okay? We have something to say. ”

Holding a cup of tea, he respectfully handed it to Murong Xue like a slave and said:

"Han'er, you dissipate your anger, have a cup of tea, drink a cup of tea."

Dong Huan and Ling Lian were even more surprised by the change in the attitude of the proud prince Yan Tai towards Murong Xuetian.

Just now, it was dragged to the sky, but the next second it became a flattery?

I really couldn't do it, I just felt that Murong Xuetian was becoming more and more mysterious.

Murong Xue took the tea he had reached out and handed her, and used her tea to please her?

Seeing that he is afraid of being like this, he can achieve his goal without revealing his identity, why not?

He took a sip of tea and said, "In that case, you have to do something for me." ”

Yan Tai was happy, patted his chest and said:

"Don't say it's one, even if it's a hundred, it's no problem!"

It's better than offending the Nie Soul Sect Lord and the Smoke Chasing Lord.

"Also, you kicked my table and wasted so much of my time, and you have to pay me for the damages." She didn't recommend pitting him.

"Loss...... Loss fee? ”

Is it good for you to be obviously blackmailed, you obviously know that Zimu can't kick it!

He said these words because he saw Murong Xuetian's provocative eyes.

nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I'll pay for the loss." ”

Gritted his teeth and said the last word, he offended someone who shouldn't have offended today!

Murong Xue took another sip of tea and said a number and words that were not worth his life:

"I don't want much, five hundred taels of gold, send it in three days, and then get ready to receive the gift."

Yan Tai spit out a mouthful of old blood, five hundred taels is not much, it's still gold, big sister, why don't you grab it!

And what else do you need to accept an apprentice, I think it was a simple sentence when his master accepted him!

But on the opposite side is Shan Qianhan! A friend of the owner.

He had no choice but to admit it. He swore that he would never offend her in the future.