"The apprentice I just accepted, Xinglan."

Sang Luo's words pulled Song Qingyun's mind back.

"What?!"

Song Qingyun looked at Xinglan with a look of surprise,

"I'm an uncle?!"

After he Song Qingyun was promoted to the sect master of Xuanyuan Sect, he was finally promoted again!

Song Qingyun immediately took out his storage bag and rummaged through it, but he didn't find anything good after rummaging for a long time, the best was the elixir that his senior sister gave him two days ago.

Finally, he found a piece of 10,000-year-old spiritual essence.

It's worth a lot of money!

"This is the spiritual essence that I got by chance in the secret realm before, and I will give it to you as a gift!"

Song Qingyun handed the spirit essence to Xinglan.

The little boy looked at the spiritual essence in his hand and was stunned for a long time.

Feeling the majestic aura, such a good thing, just give it to him?

This man, why is he so good?

Sang Luo looked at Xinglan,

"Don't thank you Uncle Yet?"

The little boy was stunned for a long time, and finally looked at Song Qingyun and stumbled his mouth,

"Thank you, Uncle Junior!"

Song Qingyun grinned, raised his hand and touched his chicken nest head,

"Thank you, when you enter the spiritual path, Uncle Shi will teach you to practice swords!"

Just like when his senior sister taught him.

However, his nephew is so thin, and he is almost skinny.

Song Qingyun took a bag of osmanthus cake from the storage bag and stuffed a piece into his mouth,

"Eat more, see how thin you have become!"

The osmanthus cake had a faint aroma, and it melted in the mouth, and the little boy was stunned again.

Uncle Xiao, you are so good to him.

There won't be any conspiracy in this.

It was the first time in his memory that someone had been so nice to him.

Sang Luo glanced at Xinglan and said to Song Qingyun,

"Take him down to heal."

There are still a lot of mouths on his body.

And the clothes are also tattered, so you have to change your clothes and comb your hair well.

Song Qingyun nodded as he listened, took Xinglan's hand and walked back.

"Little nephew, follow me!"

Xinglan nodded obediently and followed Song Qingyun.

Until now, he felt a little unreal.

Since birth, it seems that good things have never befallen him.

But this time, something seems to be different.

Is it a dream?

It doesn't seem to be.

But why are they so good to him?

The sudden benefits and warmth made the little boy a little uneasy.

Xiao Xinglan, who was covered with injuries, was taken down by Song Qingyun.

Zhang Jianting, who was not far away, got up from the pool, looked at Sang Luo with a swollen pig's face that had been beaten, and asked,

"Isn't there anyone to heal me?"

No matter what, he also helped them test Ye Huaixin's strength.

Sang Luo ignored him.

Just looking at Ye Huaixin,

"Angry?"

Ye Huaixin snorted lightly,

"What's the gas? It's yours who wants to learn from me, how can you not get hurt when you learn? ”

This is not the life and death battle platform in the Shura Building, otherwise, missing an arm and a broken leg are common.

He has already given Sang Luo a lot of face.

Zhang Jianting gritted his teeth for a while when he listened, looked at Ye Huaixin not far away, and secretly poked and swore an oath, damn, one day Lao Tzu will not beat you all over the ground to find teeth, and Lao Tzu will not be surnamed Zhang!

“.”

The appearance of Xiao Xinglan made everyone rise to a higher level.

Ji Qingfeng gave himself refining the Immortal Pill as a greeting gift, and also attached several talismans for attack and defense.

It can block the fatal blow of the fairy realm.

Su Ruowan gave him a pair of abacus of the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion, plus the mental method of the Heavenly Calculation.

Lu Changsheng and Lin Qinghan didn't have any good things, and they taught a set of sword tricks by themselves.

Even Zhang Jianting gave himself the condensed Taoist fruit, which can be described as a generous amount.

The fourth more ~

Good night~