It seems that Wu Xiangling should be very old.

She and Cicada Yong talk casually, not because they don't understand etiquette, but because everyone is an old man of the same age, they sit on an equal footing and don't need to be polite.

However, Wu Xiangling's girlish appearance is maintained very well, and she is worthy of being a top immortal cultivator.

Hua Rou Wu sighed secretly in her heart, looked at Wu Xiangling's eyes, a little more admiration, and a little curious, what kind of relationship hurt the master of the beautiful immortals.

"Let's get down to business." Wu Xiangling coughed twice, walked in front of Qi Yan, and after a short look, he conjured a contract out of thin air. "The little son of the Qi family is a talent, and he will be extraordinary in the future, can you agree that I will accept the Qi family's maid as an apprentice?"

Everyone waited to see Qi Yan's answer.

He reached out and took the contract, looked at the handwriting, then at the flower fat mist, and asked, "Is she willing to be your apprentice?" ”

Wu Xiangling was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that what Qi Yan cared about first was actually the opinion of this little maid, and the corners of her mouth suddenly rose, looking at Qi Yan with great affection, and she even had the urge to accept both of them as apprentices.

"She does."

"Okay."

In the end, Qi Yan glanced at the flower fat mist, his eyes were deep, and somehow, there was a sudden sense of separation.

Hua Rou Wu was stunned, feeling that he was dazzled, and when he raised his eyes again, Qi Yan was bowing his head to sign and signing, handing over the contract to Wu Xiangling, and did not look at her a second time.

For a moment, the flower fat mist suddenly felt a little melancholy.

She was ugly since she was a child, and she was alone when others didn't like to get along with her, and only a few relatives really loved her, so the temperament of the flower butter mist was actually a little sticky.

Now, I've been with Qi Yan for so long.

Even if he had all kinds of bad things, he regarded himself as a plaything or something, but he had saved himself, and from the day of the residual frost poison, she felt that Qi Yan didn't seem to be so bad.

Those who don't take advantage of others' danger will not be bad.

"Okay, I accepted this paper contract, from now on, the flower fat mist is my apprentice, and other miscellaneous people dare to cause trouble, as a master, I will definitely stand up for my disciple."

Wu Xiangling rolled up the contract and looked at Dugu Fengxi.

Everyone's eyes followed.

Dugu Fengxi was taken aback, seeing that they were chatting so lively, she thought that she couldn't take care of herself, but she didn't expect this guy Wu Xiangling to mention her again, and Qi Yan also looked at it.

Sure enough, Qi Yan's eyes froze, and his eyes were clearly asking, "Who is this person?" ”

But soon, he realized that it was his nominal fiancée.

……

Qi Yan sighed and frowned.

"Apprentice, let's go with the teacher and go back to the alchemy room. The little son of the Qi family is already your old master, and he doesn't have to do it in the future. Wu Xiangling said, naturally putting her arms around the shoulders of the flower fat mist.

Two beauties, hooking shoulders and backs, is really a treacherous and harmonious picture.

Cicada Yong sent Wu Xiangling away with a smile, and there was a sense of respect in his words and deeds.

When everyone looked at it, they were puzzled.

How could he make an Immortal Sect elder respect a little alchemist? It seems that Wu Xiangling's identity is not simple.

Before leaving, the flower fat mist glanced back at the crowd.

The shortest and youngest turnip head, who had been beaten aside by Canaan, lay on the ground and looked at her, smiled at her with satisfaction, clenched his fists, and raised them to the sky.

She saw him open his mouth, as if to say, "Come on, boss!" ”

Flower Fat Mist nodded and left with Wu Xiangling.

On the other side, Dugu Fengxi took out a letter and threw it on Qi Yan, which was stamped with the fire paint seal of the Dugu family.

He glanced at it, and his heart was like pouring cold water.

……