"It's this girl who is disrespectful, as a slave, let her clean the bedroom and ask Elder Ben to ask her to ......."

"Elder Ben needs to be reminded." Elder Liuku interrupted her, "Painting Zheng is a disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion, and he can only do things in the Alchemy Pavilion. ”

"Elder Liuku, you can't be considerate of my injuries and send this girl to me to take care of me for a few days."

Drawing Zheng lowered his eyes, Elder Qianyao was injured? The scolding is still so angry, it's not like it.

"There are no disciples in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion? I have to ask for someone from my Alchemy Pavilion. "The Elder of the Warehouse is obviously reluctant to let people out.

He really didn't want to talk nonsense with this Elder Qianyao anymore, and before she could speak, Elder Liuku glanced at the zither, "What are you doing here, why don't you go back and rest and recuperate, if you can't finish cutting the herbs tomorrow, see how Elder Ben punishes you." ”

The painting zither was stunned for a moment, remembering that he was going to go down to the mortal world tomorrow, and he should take care of his spirit and hurry.

"Yes, the kite is retired."

"You ......," Elder Qian Yao watched as the painting kite picked up the tray on the ground and turned to leave.

No one found a hosta on the ground that was covered by fallen leaves, and it fell when he was painting a kite to pick up a fruit plate.

Elder Qian Yao looked at the back of the painting kite and stomped his feet angrily, "You are clearly against me." "The hateful thing is that she is not his opponent, not to mention that she is not injured now, even if she is not injured, she will not be able to beat the Elder of the Library.

"It's okay for Elder Qianyao to think so, I hope Elder Qianyao can remember one sentence in the future, my disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion, no one can move a single hair."

"Thank you for the reminder, Qian Yao will remember." With a cold snort, Elder Qianyao turned around and returned to the Scripture Pavilion.

The elder of the material warehouse was still standing in place, how could he be so unlucky to meet her, what an unlucky child.

"Alas...... Dizzy. ”

An unfamiliar voice sounded, and Elder Warehouse turned his head sharply, "Who is talking?" "It's a terrible thing that someone approached and he didn't notice the other person.

"It's me, Little White Tiger." The hosta on the ground moved, and came to the tip of the elder's shoe.

"Who is the little white tiger?" The Elder of the Material Warehouse blinked, he thought about it carefully, and then shook his head, "No, it's not right, there is no little white tiger in Cloud Mountain. ”

"Hiss......"

With a pain in his toes, the elder of the material warehouse lowered his head, and a hosta lay quietly on the leaves.

He squatted down, reached out to pick up the hosta, and opened his palm in front of his eyes, "You were talking just now." ”

The hosta in his palm moved, "That's right." ”

"Where did the cat come from?" He probed the hosta with his divine sense and saw a snow-white cat.

Moreover, this hosta seems to have been seen somewhere.

By the way, the first time he saw the painting zither outside the mountain gate, there was such a hosta on her head, how did he not find that there was a spirit beast hidden in the hosta at that time.

"I said diapers, I want to correct it, I'm not a cat, I'm a tiger." It's a mythical beast.

When the elder of the warehouse heard the word "diaper", he was instantly unhappy, he casually threw the hosta on the ground, stood up, and walked forward without saying a word.

"Hey, don't go, take me to find the painting kite."

"......" Elder Liuku snorted coldly in his heart, wow, he dared to order him to see if he could shake off this ugly cat.

"Hey, I'm so angry!" The little white tiger was still expecting him to turn back.

"......" He hates it when people call him diapers, and don't speak if he doesn't know how to speak.