On the tenth day of September, the valley lord has a big birthday.

Most of Feng Muchen's personal disciples, and even those who are not personally passed on, have already become famous and even established their own sects, but they all took this opportunity to bring their respective disciples back to worship the ancestor and officially worship the ancestors and officially worship under the Wanliu Valley.

"If you miss this opportunity, I don't know when I will be able to officially enter the Wanliu Valley Gate in the future!" Long Yujiao looked at Lin Jiaruo wistfully, this was her only disciple.

At this time, all the disciples of Wanliu Valley gathered outside the gate of Wanliu Hall, waiting for the valley master Feng Muchen to take a seat in the high hall, and then they all bowed to the ancestor master.

Long Yujiao was ordered to die by Lin Zhi and guarded Lin Jiaruo not to leave, so Lin Jiaruo was brought over and stood with the disciples of Qingyunmen.

"Why don't you let your nephew apprentice?" Shang Qingyun was also very puzzled.

Feng Muchen, the valley master of Wanliu Valley, was already known as the number one master in the world a few decades ago, and now there are countless apprentices and grandchildren under his disciples, even if he has retired for many years, he still has a good reputation.

Although Lin Jiaruo is a princess, having such a teacher does not disgrace her identity? What's more, Lin Zhizhi himself is still a disciple of Wanliu Valley?

"Maybe you think it's too messy?" Lin Jiaruo guessed, "My father didn't apprentice either!" "Otherwise, my father will become the eldest brother's nephew, and the eldest brother will be her uncle and ancestor, which is messy enough!

Shang Qingyun coughed dryly twice and said, "Senior Uncle Huixiu has been expelled from the sect" That is to say, as a disciple of Huixiu, Lin Shisheng is not qualified to enter the sect at all

Speaking of Huixiu, Lin Jiaruo remembered it again and asked in a low voice: "Why was Master Huixiu expelled from the school?" ”

Shang Qingyun hesitated: "I heard that he was deceived and killed someone by mistake."

"Who tricked you? Kill whom? Lin Jiaruo asked curiously.

But Shang Qingyun didn't know either.

The crowd behind him was in a commotion, and Lin Jiaruo followed the prestige, it turned out that Feng Muchen's three personal disciples had arrived.

The three personal disciples are all born with dignified appearances, but the eldest disciple Lu Quan and the second disciple Shang Beichen are both over half a hundred years old, how can they compare to the young and handsome Lin Zhizhi?

"I heard that Uncle Xiao is the current king of Jinling County!" There are female disciples whispering about it.

Lin Zhizhi did not hide his true identity during this trip.

"It's a pity that it's Uncle Shi," the other said wistfully.

Lin Jiaruo was puzzled when he listened, shouldn't he be honored to have such an outstanding uncle?

"I want to betray the teacher!" One snickered.

Lin Jiaruo was stunned when he heard this, and he realized something in his heart, and he couldn't think clearly for a while.

"Uncle Xiao is watching me!" Suddenly, a person behind him covered his mouth and suppressed his screams.

Lin Jiaruo looked up, he was indeed looking here, not only looking, but also walking this way, and when he saw her eyes moving, he smiled gently.

There was a gasp behind him.

Lin Jiaruo was so proud in his heart that when he stood in front of her accurately, he couldn't wait for his tail to rise to the sky.

Lin Zhizhi looked amused: "What is so happy?" The little girl laughed so hard that she couldn't even see.

"Uncle Shi looks so handsome, he is happy when he sees it!" Lin Jiaruo said with a smile, and once again heard the gasps of the girls behind him.

Uncle Xiao smiled at her!

Uncle Xiao talked to her!

She is actually light-hearted, little uncle!

Uncle Xiao actually blushed!

Lin Jiaruo blushed when she heard this, and the voices of the girls behind her were really undisguised

"This is Yujiao's apprentice?" The movement here was too big, and it finally alarmed Shang Beichen, the master of the Qingyun Sect, looked at her twice, and smiled at Lu Quan and Lin Zhizhi, "Counting, it is actually the first outer disciple of the fourth generation of Wanliu Valley!" Master must be happy to see it! ”

What the? Am I the first? Lin Jiaruo couldn't react a little, and looked up at Long Yujiao.

Long Yujiao was also a little at a loss and looked at Lin Zhizhi.

Uncle Shi said no, Master said to worship, so what should I do?

Lu Quan also smiled and nodded: "Later, let her give the master a tea alone."

"Not necessarily!" Lin Zhizhi interrupted him, his face was cold, and he said, "She is the daughter of a family, and it is not suitable for her to enter the Jianghu sect, not to mention that she has no internal strength in her body, so she is not a formal disciple!" ”

Shang Beichen and Lin Zhizhi are senior brothers, and they are also master and servants, and now that they hear him say this, they don't force it.

When the disciples of Wanliu Valley entered the door to worship the ancestor together, Lin Jiaruo could only stay outside the door alone.

The girls who were still envious of her just now cast gloating glances.

Uncle Xiao dislikes her!

Without internal strength, Uncle Xiao doesn't want to recognize her as a fellow disciple!

Not everyone can worship Wanliu Valley!

Lin Jiaruo felt uncomfortable when she heard it, she only felt that the excitement had nothing to do with her, and she didn't know what she was doing with her.

Big brother doesn't dislike her! But why?

She tried her best to think about it, but she couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, but the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.

In the house, after the three personal disciples worshipped, they stood behind Feng Muchen, and the next disciple who was not a personal disciple paid homage to his birthday.

Lin Zhizhi turned around and stood still, his eyes looked out, and his heart trembled.

The closest place to the gate, Lin Jiaruo stood alone, with all kinds of eyes, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking, his body was extremely lonely, and it was distressing to see people.

Suddenly, she stomped her foot, turned and ran away.

Lin Zhizhi's face changed.

At this birthday banquet, although Wanliugu did not post to the outside world, Feng Muchen shook the rivers and lakes for decades, and still came to pay homage to each other.

At this time, the disciples of Wanliu Valley gathered here to worship their birthday, and it can be said that it was the time when Wanliu Valley was the most mixed with dragons and snakes and had the weakest defense.

There is only one pure plant by her side, how can people rest assured?

couldn't take care of it anymore, he glanced at Shang Beichen, and quietly left through the back door.

As soon as he got out of Wanliu Hall, he didn't know where to find Lin Jiaruo, and was about to pull a servant to ask, but there was a coquettish voice behind him: "Little uncle!" ”

Lin Zhizhi tightened his hands, turned around, and said lightly: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Feng Xiaoyuan was dressed in red, his face was like a peach blossom, his smile was delicate, and he unconsciously brought a somewhat coquettish tone when he spoke: "It's rare for Uncle Xiao to come back once, and he didn't say a few words to Xiaoyuan!" ”

Although it's busy, I can use all the free time in my busy time to accompany the little vixen surnamed Xu!

Lin Zhizhi had no time to talk to her about this, his face was cold, and he said: "I still have something to do, I'll talk about it when I'm free!" "As he spoke, he was leaving.

Feng Xiaoyuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

Lin Zhizhi was about to break free, when his body suddenly froze, and the anxiety all over his body suddenly dissipated.

This girl is on the side!

Lin Zhizhi smiled slightly, turned around, brushed Feng Xiaoyuan's hand away unhurriedly, and his tone was a little more patient: "Xiaoyuan is a big girl, you need to know whether men and women are kissed!" ”