"Thank you, brother!"

Walking out of the classroom bridge, he smiled heartily and said to Wu Tuzong.

Brother? Bemont suddenly straightened his face, looked at Wu Tuzong in a daze, and said:

"What brother! This is uncle! ”

Qiao'er pouted and said:

"He is so young, handsome, and personable, how can he be called uncle, I will call him brother!"

Suddenly Bei Meng was speechless in anger, and at this time, Wu Tu bent down and touched her head with a smile and said:

"You said brother, that's brother, little sister, that brother left first!"

After speaking, Wu Tuzong bowed his head to Bemeng, and then turned away.

Bei Meng was extremely unhappy when he looked at Wu Tuzong's smug expression when he left, and when he looked back and saw Qiao'er's reluctant eyes, he was even more angry, and then flicked his sleeves and left.

Well? Bemon what's going on?

Qiao'er muttered in wonder, but then remembered the situation just now when Wu Tuzong defended himself, and he was very happy, and he returned to Orange Yang Pavilion in a hurry.

"The little lord is back!"

As soon as Qiao'er entered the door, the white-clothed maid greeted her, and while helping Qiao'er tidy up her clothes, she pointed to a small sword on the table and said to Qiao'er:

"Little master, that was sent to you by the Wing King before, saying that you may be able to use it in a few days."

"Huh? Bemont gave it to me? What is it? ”

"The slave looks like a beautiful little sword!"

When Qiao'er heard this, he hurriedly ran to the table and took a look.

"Yikes! Isn't this a Ssangyong Thousand Changing Pestle? ”

Qiao'er was suddenly stunned.

Well? Didn't Bemont say before that he would learn theory for a while? Why are you giving me this now? Don't......

Suddenly, Qiao'er turned to the maidservant and asked:

"Sister Qingyao, when did Bei Meng come?"

The maidservant Qingyao thought for a while and replied:

"Back to the little master, if the slave remembers correctly, it should be almost half an hour ago!"

Half an hour ago? It was almost time to get out of school.

Suddenly, Qiao'er seemed to think of something, and hurriedly picked up the Ssangyong Thousand Change Pestle and ran out.

……

Qiao'er trotted all the way to Chiyang Pavilion, but she didn't find Bemeng, she sighed and muttered to herself:

No wonder Bemont was angry, he stayed with me outside the class, and when he saw that I was learning quickly, he gave me the Double Dragon Thousand Changing Pestle......

Ay!

Qiao'er sighed and walked back dejectedly, but before she could get out of the courtyard of Chiyang Pavilion, she heard the sound of quarrels, and she hurriedly walked over quietly.

"No wonder I look at him like this, Nangong Fei, you have a lot of skills now, you dare to carry me and send it directly to Zuo Xianqiu!"

"Who's carrying you! Yesterday you said yes! ”

"But you didn't say it was him! You were talking about the Wutu clan! ”

"What's wrong with him, the new king of the Wutu clan is his mother, and he is called Wutu Zong, why is he not the Wutu clan?"

"He's not! He is Ling Tianzong, he is the son of the Demon King! ”

"Bemon! I don't know why you're serious! The people of the entire Cloud Bottom Continent now know that that kid is no longer the son of the Demon King!

Besides, people themselves have regarded the demon king as their father for so many years, and they are also very aggrieved, and now that their biological mother has come out, what's wrong with returning to their own family? Why do you have to hold on to his former identity and can't get by!? ”

……

Witch Figure? Isn't that the same guy just now? It turns out that he was the son of the demon king before......

Qiao'er listened and analyzed it herself.

At this time, Bei Meng's expression became very indifferent, and he said to Nangong Fei very seriously:

"I don't care what his name is now, in short, this person can't stay in Zuo Xianzong, Nangong Fei, you'd better take him away quickly, otherwise I don't know what I'll do!"

Hearing this, not only Nangong Fei was stunned, but even Qiao'er, who was hiding on the side, couldn't understand it, because in their consciousness, although Bei Meng was sometimes impatient, he was not such an unreasonable person.

"Hehe,"

Nangong Fei suddenly sneered:

"Okay, you Ji Dan Beimeng, are you going to deny your six relatives now?"

"I said it, but he can't!"

"Fart! The Wutu clan tried their best to beg for my Nangong Immortal Mansion, and it was not easy to send a person in to your Zuoxianqiu, and they sent their son because they could afford you, but you said that only her son couldn't! Did you let Wu Tuzong's mother come? Or is it Wu Tuzong's entourage??

Bemon you've changed! Now even I can't understand you, you're really unreasonable now! ”

After speaking, Nangong Fei was just about to leave, and suddenly saw the bridge that was eavesdropping.

Seeing that Nangong Fei saw herself, Qiao'er retracted her head suddenly, and her heart was beating with fright, for fear that Nangong Fei would tell Bei Meng, but she didn't expect Nangong Fei to mention herself but said to Bei Meng angrily:

"I figured it out, now there is no one else in your heart except Qiao'er!"

After speaking, Nangong Fei strode away, leaving Bei Meng stunned in place.

Well?

Qiao'er was stunned when she heard this, and saw that Bei Meng's state at this time was not like being able to play with her, so she hurriedly returned to the Orange Yang Pavilion.

"Little master, why did you come back so soon, you usually have to stay in Chiyang Pavilion for a long time!"

"Qingyao, pour me some water!"

Seeing that Qiao'er was a little uneasy, Qing Yao hurriedly stepped forward to serve.

"Come, little lord!"

Saying that, Qingyao handed the tea to Qiao'er's hand, and Qiao'er picked up the water and sent it to his mouth.

"Beware of burning! Little Lord! ——”

"Bang ——!"

The teacup fell to the ground, and Qing Yao suddenly knelt down, and was about to recognize the mistake, when Qiao'er waved his hand in a trance:

"I'm fine!"

Then she was stunned and suddenly asked:

"Qing Yao, do you also think that Bei Meng has no one else in his heart except me?"

Qing Yao smiled and replied:

"Little master, did you just know? This matter is known to everyone up and down our Zuoxian Hill! ”

"Huh? Is it so exaggerated? ”

Qing Yao smiled again:

"What's the exaggeration of this, now everyone is used to this kind of thing, besides, our little lord is smart and cute, and it is only natural that the Wing King loves us!"

Unalterable principle......

Qiao'er sighed lightly, recalling that Nangong Fei's expression after seeing her just now had an indescribable strange mood in her heart, she always felt that Bei Meng's kindness to herself had affected his own life......

"Little master, don't think about it, you scared me like that just now, if this burns you, the Wing King will really want the slave's head!"

Saying that, Qing Yao picked up the teacup on the ground, and at this moment, the Wing King suddenly approached, and he was startled when he saw the hot water vapor under Qiao'er's feet, and then rushed over and kicked Qing Yao away, and then took Qiao'er's little hand and asked with concern:

"Well, did you get burned, did the water spill on you? Yes? ”

Looking at Bemont's eager eyes, Qiao'er suddenly raised her little hand and touched his cheek and said:

"Brother, I'm fine!"

……