"You don't even know what this snow elixir is?" Feng Yu was surprised, but then he seemed to think of something and asked, "Did the old man give it to you?" ”

Feng Yu has always been moody, giving people the feeling of both good and evil.

To the head of Yunyin Sect, his father, he has always called the old man, no matter where he goes, it is the same.

However, this should not be familiar to Yechen at this time.

Therefore, Yechen was stunned for a moment before he seemed to react, and said with a hesitant expression: "Cousin is saying...... Brother-in-law? ”

"Uncle? Cousin? These two titles made Feng Yu's face change.

His eyes darkened, and in the next moment, he seemed to smile and swept towards the young man who was soaking in the pool and looked at him cautiously, and his voice was cold, "That's right." The cousin's change of words is really good. ”

Well?

The young man on the other side was inexplicably surprised by what he said, and his eyes looked at the small jade bottle again.

Feng Yu followed his gaze, returned to the jade bottle in his hand, and asked, "Before this son solves his cousin's doubts, my cousin might as well tell me first, who gave this snow spirit pill?" ”

This question seemed ordinary, but Yechen didn't really want to answer it.

Because this thing was given by Mo Qinghuan.

is also because the young man in red in front of him cares about Mo Qinghuan, and he can't see any other disciples crossing him.

Once it is crossed, not only Mo Qinghuan's attention to it, but also his talent will be compared...... That disciple's fate will not be too good.

For example, the night of the past.

"Hard to answer?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that people didn't answer for a long time, his eyes gradually became cold.

Yechen lowered his eyes, and guessed in his heart that he probably couldn't use the snow elixir from this person's mouth.

But he still couldn't hide from the questions that should be answered.

I could only say truthfully: "This is what the master gave me." ”

"Master? My cousin has only been in Yunyinmen for a few days, and the injuries on his body have not yet healed, and his qualifications are no different from ordinary people, and he has not even passed the test of washing the essence and cutting the marrow...... The cousin said, who was so anxious that he couldn't help but accept his cousin as an apprentice? ”

can be so impatient, in Feng Yu's opinion, except for the most useless elders of the Yunyin Sect, there should be no one who can look down on the waste in front of him anymore.

But what he never expected was that the next moment he would hear a name from Yechen's mouth that seemed to him to be a fantasy at all.

"Mo Qinghuan. It's Elder Mo. ”

"How is that possible!" Wind Feather blew up when the cat was trampled on its tail.

"How can it be Master! Shizun He has always valued the talent of his disciples, he is obsessed with cultivation, and he only accepts apprentices who are talented in terms of qualifications, and he can't even look down on those with good qualifications, how can he ......" At this point, he glanced at Yechen suspiciously, "Isn't it a cousin joking?" ”

"Not really." Yechen shook his head.

He was also surprised, "This is what Master Zun personally came to say to me two days ago. ”

"Impossible! The Master will never accept such a waste as an apprentice of you! Feng Yu still wouldn't believe it.

In a fit of rage, he didn't even bother to pretend to be before.

A sentence of waste was scolded directly without much thought.

Yechen lowered his head at the moment, but he didn't let him see the killing intent in his eyes, and only fell silent.

And Feng Yu didn't have the patience to spend it with him when he asked this, turned around and hurriedly cleaned up the blood stains on his body in the pool, and then dressed neatly again, and took the small bottle and drove away directly.

Yechen was still soaking comfortably in the pool.

Seeing the red shadow that disappeared in the blink of an eye, he didn't have to think about it, he also knew that Feng Yu must have gone to the main hall of Junzi Peak to find Mo Qinghuan.

After all, with his impatient and grudgeful temperament, except for Mo Qinghuan, no one can make him patiently tidy up his appearance before going to meet people.

Mo Qinghuan has always been clean, and he can't see the slightest embarrassment and dirtiness on his disciple's appearance.

Feng Yu, as Mo Qinghuan's eldest disciple, is the most obedient loyal dog under Mo Qinghuan, and has always kept all of Mo Qinghuan's preferences in mind and strictly implemented them.

"Master, you want to collect that waste...... Is Yechen a disciple? Rushing to the main peak of the Gentleman's Palace, Feng Yu asked Mu Huan aggressively.