The little girl in front of her didn't take a few steps out of the house, she retreated back, reached out and grabbed his snow-white sleeve, raised her eyes and said, "Cold." ”

Xuanqiong: "......"

It looks very fierce, why is it so delicate!

Xuan Qiong pinched the trick and cast a spiritual shield between the two of them, and explained lightly: "I just haven't been to check your homework for many days, so let's go together." ”

Shi Qing glanced at him: "Oh." ”

What he says, what's it!

She won't contradict him!

Xuan Qiong looked down at the little girl's hand tugging at his sleeve, as if she didn't mean to let go.

He was just about to pull his sleeve robe back, but he was glared at by Shi Qing, and Xuan Qiong simply connived at it for the time being.

Fortunately, when he arrived at the entrance of the peak, Shi Qing consciously loosened his sleeves, which made Xuanqiong's heart tighten, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“……”

Xuanqiong glanced around, silently withdrew the corner of her clothes, and walked forward.

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As soon as Xuan Qiong appeared, the disciples who were still practicing early cultivation looked at him in surprise, as if the white-clothed immortal monarch in front of him had seen it in his dream.

Luo Qingwu stood in front of the disciples, still correcting the posture of a certain disciple holding a sword, turned around and saw Xuan Qiong, and immediately walked quickly.

"Hello teacher."

Luo Qingwu walked up to Xuan Qiong and saluted respectfully.

"Hmm."

Xuan Qiong responded lightly and asked, "Has there been any recent change in Hanji Peak?" ”

"Nothing has happened lately."

Luo Qingwu looked at the girl standing behind Xuan Qiong, looked away again, and stopped talking: "There are still some trivial things that need to be told to you." ”

Xuanqiong looked back at Shi Qing and said in a low voice, "Let's go to the morning class." ”

Shi Qing glanced at each of them, left with no expression on his little face, and walked towards the disciples who had gathered not far away to hold the spirit sword for early cultivation.

There was something she couldn't hear!

Treat her like an outsider, right?

Hmph –

If you don't listen, don't listen!

After Shi Qing left, Luo Qingwu took out a parchment roll from the space bag and handed it to Xuan Qiong, "Please take a look, this is the account book of Hanji Peak's expenses for the past three months." In addition to the spirit stones and silver taels of the above-mentioned expenditures, it is also necessary to repair and expand the disciple's residence in the near future. ”

Xuanqiong: "......"

He has no money.

Every time you go down the mountain, you will be asked for money.

It's hard to be a teacher.

Seeing that Xuan Qiong didn't react when he was holding the parchment roll, Luo Qingwu raised his eyes to look at Xuan Qiong and coughed, "Shizun is going down the mountain recently?" There were several doormen who petitioned. ”

Xuanqiong: "......"

seems to be a high-ranking teacher, but in fact he is a humble worker.

The burden of life fell on his shoulders.

The white-clothed Immortal Monarch's cold face didn't show any waves, but he didn't know how much he sighed in his heart.

Xuan Qiong returned the parchment scroll in his hand to Luo Qingwu, and only said: "Recently, you have selected a suitable candidate among the disciples, and you will go down the mountain to experience it as a teacher." ”

"Yes, Master."

Luo Qingwu's jaw should be lowered.

Luo Qingwu stood hesitantly in place, not thinking about how to tell Xuan Qiong about Shi Qing's spirit sword.

Shi Qing and Xuan Qiong appeared together, although Luo Qingwu was puzzled, she didn't ask what she shouldn't ask, and it was her duty to be a disciple.

Xuan Qiong looked at the spiritual disciples not far away, his eyes fell on the snow-white and delicate figure, and said in a low voice: "Soon it will be the assessment of the disciples in the sect, it's time to see how they have been practicing recently." ”

"Yes."

Luo Qingwu saluted and followed Xuan Qiong to inspect his disciple's homework.

Shi Qing was still dancing the spirit sword with his impression.

"What the sword points to, where the heart wants, needs to be cleansed."

The slightly cold fingers of the person who stopped in front of her held her wrist, and Xuan Qiong's eyes were dark and calm when she looked at the direction of the sword, and her side face was handsome.

"Be serious."