Jiang Xiaofei dared to look back at those women, even if they were good-looking, they had to be fated to look at them.

Without looking back, he hurriedly entered the Qingxue Temple.

Qingxue Academy covers a large area, and it is divided into ordinary disciples, that is, those crazy fans who were wearing cyan Taoist skirts just now, and there is also a category of core disciples, basically all of whom are the sons of Tianjiao, Jiang Xiaofei has also been fortunate to see them a few times, all of them are wearing purple Taoist skirts, coiled with smoke and hibiscus buns, and their temperament is even more remarkable.

This Qingxue Academy is naturally divided into several parts, a large area of land in the east is the cultivation place of core disciples, and it is also quite close to the Qingxue Palace, while the western land is the cultivation place of ordinary disciples, and the core location of Qingxue Academy is in the depths of its courtyard.

There are Gong Dharma Pavilion, Danlu, Sifang Pavilion, and miscellaneous servants.

And Jiang Xiaofei's goal is to go to the miscellaneous office to have a look and collect materials for making hot air balloons.

Without further ado, Jiang Xiaofei walked straight to the miscellaneous servant in the distance, but along the way, Jiang Xiaofei was scared, he hid if he could, and hurriedly hid when he saw someone.

"It's finally here. Looking at the miscellaneous office in front of him, Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he was almost seen by others along the way just now, and hurriedly and carefully looked around, and then he was willing to go in.

The miscellaneous service office is also the logistics office of the entire Qingxue Mountain Peak, whether it is the food or other necessities of life for the immortal cultivators, it is managed by the miscellaneous service office.

I saw a counter several feet long lying in front of me, and behind it there were two women dressed in white Taoist skirts and coiled snake buns, looking okay, standing bored.

Waiting for Jiang Xiaofei to enter, the second daughter also habitually looked up at the comer, and couldn't help but be stunned.

His clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, his face was red, and there seemed to be some marks on his neck.

After taking a closer look, the second daughter was pleasantly surprised, "Ah, it's Shixian!"

Jiang Xiaofei didn't expect that he was so famous, so he couldn't help but smile in horror and waved his hand carefully, "Hello." ”

The second daughter was about to come out of it, but Jiang Xiaofei was willing, so she hurriedly waved her hand and refused, "Don't, I'll sign it for you later." ”

The second daughter was stunned for a moment, and then slowly regained the woman's reserve, and her right daughter snorted, "Childe, do you need anything?"

Seeing the woman's flattering eyes and the snorting voice, goosebumps suddenly fell to the ground, and she smiled embarrassedly, "Hehe, I'm just here to find the materials." ”

"Then what materials did Childe find?"

At this time, Jiang Xiaofei dared to approach slowly, walked cautiously to the counter, and signaled, "Don't get excited." ”

The second daughter almost couldn't help it when she saw the poet fairy in front of her, if it wasn't for the counter blocking it, I'm afraid the second daughter would have hugged it a long time ago.

"I needed to find a big piece of nylon-like cloth that could hold three or four people in a basket and a really good fuel. ”

The second daughter was also quite puzzled when she heard this, "Childe, I know the basket, fuel is also a common necessity for life, but what is nylon similar to cloth?"

Jiang Xiaofei realized that the earth's nylon may not be available here, and he suddenly didn't know what to do, so he had to find a substitute in his heart.

"Okay, do you have any particularly light and oily cloth?" Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but think of Kong Ming lantern, which was oily paper.

After hearing this, the second daughter also thought about it, "Childe seems to have a kind of fabric that is the same as what you said, but it is not suitable for making clothes." ”

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard it, "Okay, take it and take a look at me." ”

The second daughter was also quite strange, so she had to do so, and took out a water-blue crystal ball from behind her, only to see a woman slowly put her hand on it, and after a while, a piece of cyan cloth came out of the exit behind her.

"Childe, look," the woman hurriedly handed the cyan fabric to Jiang Xiaofei.

Touching it in his hand, Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but be happy, "This is it." ”

"How many of you have?"

The second daughter was also stunned, but she didn't expect the son to like such a fabric, so addictive to me, hehe.

"Childe, this cloth is called Aoki Nishiki, which is made of a thousand-year-old Aoki tree, which is more precious. The woman also expressed her refusal more implicitly.

Jiang Xiaofei heard it, hey, this is not right, I am Su Qingxue's man, this Qingxue Palace is Su Qingxue's, it is also mine, isn't her thing mine?

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofei was a little angry, the second daughter suddenly panicked, and she also knew that Gongzi was the empress's man, and she also understood that the entire Qingxue Palace was not the Gongzi in front of her.

"Childe can't want it, you see if you can give me the signature, so it's okay to explain. ”

The second daughter didn't know what the signature was, so it was not good to use it as an excuse, so she couldn't help but look at the young man in front of her in a panic.

Jiang Xiaofei heard it, heh, what is this, "Hehe, sign, bring a pen and paper." ”

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but explain, "Take a few more." ”

The second daughter was taken aback, it was not that Shixian was going to make poems again, so she hurriedly got busy.

After a few breaths, I saw a few pens and paper in front of me, and the eyes of the second daughter were full of antiquity.

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but smile in his heart, "Ahem, it's signed." ”

The second daughter looked at the paper obsessively, her eyes full of stars and nodded slowly.

Jiang Xiaofei was overjoyed, and couldn't help but marvel that he could finally experience the feeling of a star autograph, which was enjoyable.

Phew.

On the paper, there were a few elegant and chic handwriting, and the pen walked the dragon and snake.

Jiang Xiaofei glanced at it with satisfaction, "Whew, okay, sign it." ”

The second daughter was also happy, and hurriedly took it over, "The world's first poet Xianjiang Xiaofei?"

"Yes, that's right. Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but nod knowingly when he heard the second daughter silently read it.

"Childe, isn't this a poem?" asked a woman in surprise.

Jiang Xiaofei was stunned, I didn't say that I wrote poems, and I can't recite them anymore, in case I finish memorizing, how can I become a poet immortal, "Yes, this is called a signature." ”

The second girl was skeptical, "Oh, this is a signature." ”

Jiang Xiaofei suddenly realized that this signature didn't seem to exist in Xueling World, "The signature means that you have seen me, it means that you have talked to me, maybe there are still people who think that you are a friend of Shixian." ”

Jiang Xiaofei had to make things up, looking at the surprise in the eyes of the second daughter in front of him, he couldn't help but be satisfied, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, hey, invincible, how lonely it was.

"Childe signed me a few more. The second daughter hurriedly handed over a few pieces of paper, full of anticipation.

Jiang Xiaofei slowly picked up the pen, "Ahem, I'll sign for you, you can help me prepare the materials quickly,"

"Okay, Childe"

Jiang Xiaofei told the second daughter the size she needed, and didn't forget to ask for a storage bag, after all, everyone had it, but fortunately, the second daughter readily agreed.

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but smile when he watched his second daughter leave, "Hey, my brother is too powerful, be low-key in the future." ”

After blaming himself, he slowly lowered his head and continued to sign.

After a while, I signed a few sheets, and I didn't forget to put a few pens down, "Well, I will only sign with others in the future, otherwise I can't stand a sentence of poetry per person, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, the poets can't help it, the kid is not good at learning, and he can't carry forward your poetry and songs." ”

......

After half a pillar of incense,

Jiang Xiaofei took the palm-sized storage bag in his hand, and couldn't help but throw it happily, and left happily with a small whistle.

Along the way, Jiang Xiaofei no longer avoided everyone, and at the same time taught Xue Ling the word world signature.

Suddenly, this name was all over the world, and Jiang Xiaofei couldn't imagine that there would be many people imitating it in the future, and this is all a matter of the future.

Jiang Xiaofei walked with a spring-like pace, and was very proud of the spring breeze.

"Jiang Xiaofei!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaofei arrived at Qingxue Palace, he saw Su Qingxue standing in front of the hall with an angry face and glaring at him.

Su Qingxue also heard that Jiang Xiaofei actually went to Qingxue Courtyard just now, and she couldn't help but hate in her heart, but she said that she had nothing to do with her, but she was very sincere at her feet, and she hurriedly came out when she found Jiang Xiaofei coming back.

After coming out, I saw that Jiang Xiaofei was actually full of spring breeze, looking proud, there was still residual rouge on his face, and there was still a little red on his neck, and he couldn't help but be angry.

As soon as Jiang Xiaofei heard someone call him, he looked up and found that this person was Su Qingxue, who wanted to rush over and be courteous, but he didn't expect Su Qingxue to turn around and leave, as if he was still angry.

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but be stunned, and was stunned, "It's over, the soft rice may not be eaten." ”

Jiang Xiaofei couldn't help but hate himself, and hurriedly chased after him......

"Qingxue, ......"