Next.

Gu Tingmo came to Gu Qingyan's room early in the morning.

Seeing Gu Qingyan getting up early and walking in the yard, he walked over with a shallow smile: "Mother, your body seems to be much better." ”

Gu Qingyan's feet paused slightly: "You, how do you know?" ”

Di Feiyuan's insight is beyond ordinary people, how can he even know that the devil is smashing!?

Could it be that she didn't cover it up well!?

Has her acting skills regressed? Or is it so weak that you can't hide it with your acting skills!?

"I can see it." He tilted his head and said it seriously.

He wants to know about his mother.

Gu Qingyan: "......"

At this time, Fanchen came in with breakfast in his hand, and when he passed in front of them, he was stopped by Gu Qingyan.

"Fanchen, do you see anything different about me?"

Fanchen stopped, stood directly opposite Gu Qingyan, and looked her up and down, his eyes still confused.

Something is wrong?

No, I don't.

It's still an old grandmother, with age spots on her face, wrinkled skin, and an old voice.

"It's okay, you can continue."

Fanchen blinked and continued to hold the breakfast inside.

Where is the regression of her acting skills, it is obvious that the little devil has inherited the insight of Emperor Fei Yuan and ordinary people!

Even this little thing can't escape their eyes!

With two eagle eyes by his side, if you want to do something bad in the future, you can't escape their eyes!!

Gu Tingmo accompanied Gu Qingyan for a while, and after having breakfast, he picked up the medical book and studied again.

Gu Qingyan is not as tired and sleepy as she was after walking for a while now, and her spirit is much better, when Gu Tingmo was reading, she walked out of the small courtyard in a row.

Enjoy the scenery beyond the courtyard.

At this time, it is already autumn, and when the leaves are falling, there is hardly any beautiful scenery.

But Gu Qingyan rarely had good physical strength, so he took a lot of steps forward.

"Little minion, come here! Help me wash these clothes. ”

"Give me back."

"Recently, my back and legs in my cultivation hurt, and the little minion came over to beat my legs!"

"I asked him to do the laundry first, you have to line up one by one."

At this time, Gu Qingyan heard a weak and soft voice floating into his ears.

"Master said that you have to do your own things, and cultivation is the same, others can't help you, so you have to do these things yourself."

Suddenly, several noisy disciples stopped their movements, and their eyes shifted to him in unison.

"Heh, what right do you kid have to speak?"

"That's it, can you cultivate, you waste material, you can't do anything, you don't have immortal root things!"

If you want to cultivate the immortal art of the sect, you must have an immortal root to enter the immortal gate.

"The gatekeeper took you in because he saw that you were pitiful, so that you could eat, what happened to you helping us wash a few clothes? Even if it is to repay the kindness of the sect for raising you, what have we done wrong!? ”

"You little minion talk so much, believe it or not, I'll hang you for three more days and three nights!?"

Gu Qingyan's gaze swept over, and he was surrounded by several white-clothed children about the same size as Gu Tingmo, surrounded by a boy in coarse linen clothes, all of them arrogant, as if they were going to eat people.

When the boy heard their words, he shrunk his neck in cringe, and clenched his fists again as if he had plucked up courage: "That's the kindness I owe to the sect, not the kindness I owe to you, we are both disciples of the sect, I don't owe you anything, and you don't want me to do things." ”

"From today onwards, I won't help you."