032 can't be his little apprentice
"Can Senior Nephew Luo do Uncle Shi a favor?"
Sun Qing said that regardless of whether the man agreed to help or not, he had already taken out a piece of paper and sketched on it.
"Luo's nephew is fine, and he is very healthy." Old man Sun said slowly in his mouth, but the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment.
Soon, Luo Beixiao saw the little old man coloring the outlines he had sketched on the paper.
It's blue.
Luo Beixiao looked at it twice, but still didn't see what he was drawing.
"Uncle Shi, I'm old, and I have to take care of affairs while refining pills, and I don't have skills."
Sun Qing put the paper up and looked at the painting on it and was quite satisfied, "Recently, I want to accept a little apprentice, and my nephew will help me find it." ”
The little old man brought the paper to the man, his eyes burning.
Luo Beixiao stretched out his hand to take it, and his eyes swept over the outline of the blue coat on the drawing paper, which was not a portrait at all.
It's a back, and it can be vaguely judged that it's a female disciple.
The hair is black, the clothes are blue, and the style of the sleeves is somewhat similar to the one the little apprentice wore this morning.
But Luo Beixiao knew that this person was definitely not his little apprentice.
The little kite will not be idle at all and run towards the medicine peak.
Even though Luo Beixiao never knew Shen Yuan's daily whereabouts in the sect, judging from the experience he had taken her outside in the past ten years, Xiao Yuan was not interested in things like elixirs at all.
Besides, the little kite is his apprentice.
Luo Beixiao retracted his gaze and put away the drawing paper in front of Sun Qing: "Senior nephew do his best." ”
As for Sun Shibo's painting, you can find talents and monsters in the paintings.
"Hahahahahaha, then thank you to my nephew!"
Sun Qing's eyes were shining, as if the prospective apprentice he was thinking about would appear in front of him in the next moment.
With the help of Luo's nephew, he really doesn't need to worry about finding anyone at all.
Tomorrow he will go to the medicine field again, maybe he will find someone sooner than his nephew!
Shangqing Peak
Shen Yuan was playing with a small blue flower in his hand, and his clothes had already changed back to the white clothes of his own disciple.
She couldn't help but think of the "creepy" gaze that came from not far away when she was picking flowers in the medicine field this morning, as if she was being targeted by something, and her hands moved.
Otherwise, she should be careful recently and don't go to Yaofeng for the time being.
Her instincts told her that it might not be very safe.
In the next few days, Luo Beixiao symbolically appeared in the medicine field that Sun Qing said.
The man was dressed in begonia white, and he was especially conspicuous in a field of green, purple or blue.
Fortunately, he came early, and there were not many people in Yaotian.
On this day, Shen Yuan was still practicing swords in the courtyard, and Luo Beixiao came back from outside.
There was a purple sand vine hanging on the hem of the man's clothes, and Shen Yuan caught it at a glance.
"Where did Shizun go so early?"
She mentioned it as if she were chattering.
Luo Beixiao was very helpful to the woman's words of concern, and her mood suddenly became happy.
The man's thin lips hooked slightly: "Yao Feng." ”
The sword in Shen Yuan's hand was a little unstable for a while, and the next moment she was held by the man through her clothes.
The begonia petals that fell to the ground rose against the sword wind, and the woman stood in front of the man, and the gaze in the fox's eyes gradually changed from the initial stunned to focused.
Luo Beixiao took her to finish the rest of the moves, and Shen Yuan fell silent.
She always thought that she had practiced this set of swordsmanship well.
It wasn't until today that she realized that she and Luo Beixiao were really too different.
The First Sword Monarch deserves to be the First Sword Monarch.