After Gu Ting finished speaking, all the disciples discussed for a moment.

Emperor Bai Ze smiled: "Xuanyi is nine thousand seven hundred years old, since you are not sensible, you senior brothers and sisters naturally have to teach and help, how did you come out of a state of exclusion?

Gu Ting said in a low voice: "Sir, it's not that we are excluded, it's just that the disciples under Mr. have been famous for a long time, and Princess Xuanyi may not match her reputation, but she will lose your face." ”

"If it's a false name, don't do it. Emperor Bai Ze waved his hand, "If the jade is not cut, it will not be carved, do you still expect the beautiful jade to fall from the sky?" Okay, this matter will be put aside for the time being, and this seat will go." ”

As if he was afraid that they would be entangled again, he slipped away quickly, and disappeared in a flash, leaving only a group of disciples still talking.

Gu Ting shook his head and sighed, Mr. was only reluctant to give up the Candle Yin Clan's dragon scales, this greed for money and treasure really made him speechless.

Xuanyi, who had been silent, suddenly chuckled, staring at Gu Ting's eyes: "I have a question I want to ask all senior brothers, no matter what Mr. Fei commands, you will do it without hesitation, regardless of whether it is right or wrong, whether it is safe or not, whether it is possible or not?"

Gu Ting said in a deep voice: "This is quite a witty remark! How could Mr. ask me to wait and do those things that disregard my life?"

"Every disciple was sent by Mr. to find Fei Lian Shenjun to ask for hair, and every one of them was beaten by Shenjun, did you say this?" Xuanyi looked at him calmly, "Since you know that Fei Lian Shenjun is short-tempered, how can Mr. send disciples to be beaten again and again? Mr. wants Fei Lian Shenjun's hair, and he can barter it at the beginning, why does he always send disciples to beg for nothing? I don't understand this truth, please explain it to Senior Brother." ”

"This ......" Gu Ting was asked for a while, and a sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xuanyi glanced around and smiled slightly: "You only have one sentence right, disciple is foolish." I don't ask the reason, I just know that I blindly obey, if this is called Ren Yadu, I don't dare to agree. After all, I don't want to be Mr. 's dog. ”

"Who do you say is a dog!?" the disciples were on fire.

She turned away triumphantly, and said, "Whoever screams fiercely is a dog, and I'll go back." Senior Brother Gu Ting, let's take care of your own affairs first, your mouth is full of benevolence, righteousness and elegance, and it hurts my ears to hear it. ”

"This Candle Yin Clan is too arrogant!" the disciples trembled with anger, "Let's just join hands with Mr. Shangshu and make sure he drives this princess out!"

Gu Ting couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If Mr. wanted to rush, he wouldn't have accepted her as a disciple earlier." That's it, don't mention it again, maybe ...... She also has a point. ”

Emperor Bai Ze has accepted countless disciples, and each disciple has encountered a wall at Fei Lian Shenjun, only she easily got her hair, and forced Mr. to take the golden bell in exchange, this alone is much stronger than them.

He shook his head and sighed.

Zhixi couldn't help but want to sigh, before this princess of the Candle Yin clan came, everything was fine, colleagues and friends, master and apprentice were harmonious, as soon as she came, she made this place a miasma, and did such an excessive thing to Fucang......

Thinking of Fu Cang, she hurriedly looked for his figure, and her gaze crossed the court to a snow-colored figure.

The disciples under Mr. are all noble-born, dignified and elegant, and if they pick one out, they are all outstanding among the younger generation of the gods in the God Realm, but she just feels that they are not as thrilling as the snow-colored blurred figure of Fu Cang.

With his head down, he stared at the sword in his hand, the clear silhouette of the side, the long eyelashes like butterfly wings, and the cold and focused gaze.

Zhixi remembered a glimpse of the wedding banquet of the emperor in the past, she followed her father to participate in the long and noisy banquet, and she was impatient in her heart, until she saw Fu Cang dancing with a sword, with a graceful and graceful demeanor.

From then on, she could never forget the last moment he put away his sword.

Knowing that the Emperor of Heaven actually connected Fu Cang with Princess Candleyin, she only felt that the sky was dark, and she was one of the countless onlookers in the garden of Queen Flower.

However, Fucang is different from those shallow gods who fancy his skin, I don't know why, Zhixi is sure from the bottom of his heart, he is different, yes, what he needs is a confidant, a partner who understands him and respects him.

Zhixi only felt that her face was a little hot, and hurriedly covered her face.

She was arrogant and decided that she was the "confidant". But for some reason, she didn't resent her arrogance at the moment, she must have stayed with that Princess Xuanyi for a long time and was infected with this madness.

Zhixi barely calmed down, bowed her head and hurriedly left the Mingxu Palace.

*

When Fu Cang found Taiyao behind the hall, this senior brother was holding on to the pillar and his face was pale, and it seemed that the golden bell of 3,300 catties was a big burden for him, and he was so tired that he couldn't speak.

Fu Cang stepped forward and handed the sword with both hands: "Senior Brother Taiyao, thank you for the sword." ”

Taiyao took a few heavy breaths, and then took the sword, but did not put it back on his waist, but took out a few careful glances, and suddenly raised his head and smiled: "This sword is called Chunjun, it is a noble and peerless sword, when my father was young, he personally held charcoal and forged it. In the past, I was weak and sickly, and my father gave me this sword, but unfortunately I still don't know the way of the sword, and I wasted its unparalleled bravery. I see that Senior Brother Fucang is brave and resolute, and he is a sage who wields a sword, and this sword is also full of joy in your hands, so I will officially give it to you. ”

Fu Cang couldn't help but be stunned: "Since it was given to Senior Brother Taiyao by the Emperor of Heaven, how can I accept it? Not to mention that I never wear a sword, and I only know the fur in the way of the sword, Senior Brother Taiyao praised it falsely." ”

Taiyao coughed dryly: "What's this...... You've already used it to shave Fei Lian Shenjun's hair......"

Fu Cang thought for a moment before he came back to his senses, and he laughed and laughed, this senior brother is obviously a god who doesn't want to cause the slightest trouble, he has a special identity, and he can't have a little dispute with the gods, he took Chunjun to cut Fei Lian Shenjun's hair, that is, he has a grudge against Fei Lian, if he takes Chunjun back again, he may not be seen by Fei Lian Shenjun one day, and then he will be difficult to do.

Fu Cang took Chunjun and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Taiyao is quite similar to Mr. ”

Taiyao shook his head: "No, I just followed Mr. for a longer time." In fact, Mr. Mo looked at the little sister sighing, he must have been very happy in his heart, the little sister and Mr. are really all the way. ”

Fu Cang's long eyebrows raised slightly: "How can you see it?"

Tai Yao said: "But all these extremely smart people are not very obedient, and I think you are also one of them, Senior Brother Fucang." ”

Fu Cang lowered his head and said lightly: "I'm just one of the 'disciple fools'. ”

Tai Yao shook his head and sighed, "There is no disciple here who dares to cut Fei Lian Shenjun's hair, and there is no way to protect the little junior sister under the pursuit of Fei Lian Shenjun. Alas, I don't know what to do in the future, they are all brainless in the ancient court, where is the opponent of the little junior sister...... Go ahead, I need to rest for a while. ”