In the pavilion, Shi Yongming was meditating and resting, Qi Weiwei observed him, and sure enough, he seemed to be a little younger than before, but the effect was not as obvious as Xue Cheng.

Seeing that Yan Lanxi didn't think about the problem, but was playing with his mobile phone, Xue Cheng said: "Master, please accept Weiwei as an apprentice, she just wants to take care of her appearance, it doesn't matter if she becomes a martial arts master or not." ”

Doesn't the Immortal Cultivation Sect have a registered disciple, you should treat her as a registered disciple.

Qi Weiwei also hurriedly agreed: "Yes, as long as I can look ageless like Xue Cheng, I don't need to learn her kung fu." ”

Yan Lanxi raised her head, looked at Qi Weiwei, stared at it for about half a minute, and when Qi Weiwei felt that he might have to take a fancy to herself, she finally spoke: "You have no qualifications, you can't practice." After saying that, his eyes looked into the distance.

Qi Weiwei was anxious: "What kind of qualifications? I am more flexible than Xue Cheng, I have practiced dance before or for many years......

But no matter what she says, Yan Lanxi is like a beautiful jade sculpture, her eyes are always far away, at the junction with the stars and the sea, and she doesn't appreciate a look.

Qi Weiwei felt that she was really hurt today, first the small shop was closed, then she looked at the dog food, saw a room of gifts from Xue Cheng, and then was rejected by a little kid again.

She wants to comfort her wounded soul, and she wants to drag Xue Cheng away to accompany her to the waves.

Xue Cheng understood that Yan Lanxi said "no qualifications", which meant that Qi Weiwei's qualifications were so poor that she was afraid that she would not even be able to pass the level of inducing qi into the body.

In order to appease Qi Weiwei, she could only accompany her to the waves. Bidding farewell to the master, the two drove Qi Weiwei's car to Beishi City.

Xue Cheng held the steering wheel and said, "Where are you going?" The Science and Technology Museum and Library are closed now. She had long wanted to go to the Science and Technology Museum Library in Beishi City to look up information about the universe and aliens to see if there were any secrets left by her predecessors.

"How many years have you graduated, don't worry about being a good student all day long, okay?" Qi Weiwei was dissatisfied with the co-pilot's makeup. "The feeling of sitting in the car is good, pity me for being a big beauty and driving all day long to work for life!"

Xue Cheng felt that Qi Weiwei was all self-inflicted, like her, it was too easy to find a man who was willing to drive for her, but after thinking about it, it was easy to find one, but it was too difficult to find someone who could not leave her life, and if she was not careful, she might be like herself and lose nothing.

"If you want to go to the waves, to go to the degenerate, of course you have to go to the bar, but there really aren't any high-end bars in Beishi City, so let's find one at random. I miss the bars in Paris!" Qi Weiwei looked hypocritical.

To tell the truth, Xue Cheng has lived for such an age, she has never been to a bar, and when she was in college, Beishi City was still relatively conservative, there were almost no bars, and she was such a hardworking and simple student, studying almost all day long. Later, he met her ex-husband, and he took her to climb the mountains or something occasionally, and he didn't set foot in entertainment venues. After graduation, for the sake of work, family, and children, I was physically and mentally exhausted, and where did I have time and money to go to the bar.

Qi Weiwei was still angry, and asked: "Your little master said, I have no qualifications, what qualifications do you need to practice your Bafang Liuhe Sole Respect Gong?"

Xue Cheng shook his head: "I don't know, it's all based on what the master said." "Since Yan Lanxi didn't accept Qi Weiwei, Xue Cheng naturally couldn't tell her about the qualifications of cultivating immortals.

An hour later, Xue Cheng, under the command of Qi Weiwei, drove the car into the underground garage of a high-rise building.

"Okay, the driving skills are really good, in such difficult road conditions, you can reach this speed, and you can drive so steadily!" Qi Weiwei admired, "If you are a man, I want to marry you." "Can make delicious snacks, can fight, can drive, are considerate and thoughtful, and are standard good men!

Xue Cheng got out of the car and locked the car door and said, "If I were a man, you would definitely think that I don't have a car, a house, or money." ”

The two of them talked and got into the elevator and went to the bar on the second floor.

At this time, the bar is lively, there are many people, the lights are flashing in various colors, and the smell of smoke is pungent. Xue Cheng thought that even if he had never been to this kind of place, he would not like this kind of place.

Since it is to make waves and comfort the soul, of course it is necessary to be high-profile, Qi Weiwei found a conspicuous position to sit down, beckoned the waiter to order a cocktail.

The host took on stage with all sorts of agitation, allowing customers to participate in his gaming activities.

Xue Cheng looked at the cocktail in front of him, thinking about what kind of wine would be made if she used her Linglong Dim Sum Divine Skill to brew and mix wine.

Several men who smelled of alcohol and perfume walked up to their table and invited with a smile: "Two beauties, go for a dance?"

Aunt Xue Cheng also realized that the two beauties mentioned by this person included herself.

Qi Weiwei said coldly and arrogantly: "It's so ugly, I'm embarrassed to come out and be embarrassed, my aunt and grandmother never dance with ugly people!"

She was in a bad mood, so she came out to vent her anger, sitting in such a conspicuous position, waiting for the punching bag, and these guys came here. Don't look at the number of them and the men, she is not afraid of you, there is a big master sitting next to her, even if it is the other party who suffers in the fight, so she has the courage to be angry with these guys.

Xue Cheng was speechless, she understood Qi Weiwei's purpose, so she simply broke the jar and broke it, let her make a fuss, it's a big deal, I haven't fought for a long time, and my hands are indeed a little itchy. What's more, Weiwei's family has some background in Beishi City, even if something happens, her family can also deal with the aftermath.

Xue Cheng leaned on the back of the sofa and looked indifferently at the few men in front of him who were jumping in anger.

One of the guys, with a wisp of purple hair dyed in the middle of his bangs, shouted, "Biaozi, do you know who I am?"

Qi Weiwei said lightly: "I know, you are the eggs laid by the purple-haired chicken." Inherited a wisp of purple feathers from your mother chicken. ”

The purple-haired chicken boy was so angry that he raised his hand and hit Qi Weiwei's cheek.

Smack-

Qi Weiwei's face was good, and the purple-haired chicken fell to the ground by herself, and the back of her hand was wet.

When he reached out to hit Qi Weiwei, Xue Cheng raised the cup in his hand, and a wisp of wine flew out of the cup, which slammed into the back of the purple-haired chicken's hand.

Qi Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, she was quite scared just now, afraid that the purple-haired chicken was too fast, and Xue Cheng would not have time to save herself. But she didn't see Xue Cheng make a move, and the purple-haired chicken fell to the ground, indicating that Xue Cheng's kung fu had improved again, Qi Weiwei became more and more fearless, and looked at the few people in front of her sarcastically: "It's so ugly, why don't you quickly retract back to your chicken coop, and wait for the grocery shopping aunt to take you as a live chicken in tomorrow's morning market and stew soup home?"

Xue Cheng muttered in his heart, what about me?

As for the stewed soup, she looked at the purple-haired chicken, not to mention that there was no aura, it was messy, and there was turbidity, she didn't dare to use it for stewed soup, and the master would be so disgusted that she even threw away the pot.

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