"Ting'er, you are also messing around with your junior sister!" Su Qingfeng looked at the thunder standing in front of him and became angry.

One by one, they all came to intercede, as if they were such an unenlightened master and father.

As soon as the apprentices left on the front foot, the thunder on the back foot came, and all they asked for was for Yao'er to go and participate in the secret realm with everyone.

"Master, I'm here to ......" Lei Ting was interrupted by Su Qingfeng before he could finish his sentence.

"Go back! think about it for the teacher!" Su Qingfeng closed his eyes and looked like you should not be an eyesore here.

Thunder was a little depressed, and he was kicked out before he finished speaking, and after a while, the junior sister asked how to say it!

Out of the gate of Wei Changfeng's main hall, Lei Ting thought about how to stabilize his junior sister as he walked.

Before Lei Ting could think of what to say, he looked up and saw Su Yunyao under the plane tree in front of him, looking over here, and Lei Ting could only walk over with a hard head.

"Senior brother, did my father agree?" Su Yunyao looked expectant.

What did Lei Ting say, he understood the urgency of the senior sister to participate, and he could understand the heart of the master's daughter, which was really a dilemma. After a long time, Lei Ting didn't say what Master said.

Seeing this, Su Yunyao still didn't understand anything, "Hmph, senior brother, go back, this old man won't let me go, is there really nothing I can do?" Senior brother, let's see you in the secret realm!"

After speaking, before the thunder could react, Su Yunyao sacrificed his flying sword and flew straight towards the outside of the sect.

"What, I can't leave you in the Wind Breaking Sect?Where are you going?" Su Qingfeng's majestic voice shrouded the sky above the Ting Yi Palace.

Su Yunyao stubbornly straightened her body and stood in mid-air, without speaking or looking back, but she didn't dare to take another step forward.

Usually she can make trouble with his father as much as she wants, but she is afraid that her father will really get angry, and when her father is angry, she is still very afraid in her heart.

Su Qingfeng waved her sleeves, and Su Yunyao was dragged down from the air, standing in front of her father still with her neck straight, tears dripping in her apricot eyes.

"Go back to face the wall for two days, and see how you perform before deciding!" Su Qingfeng put his hands behind his back and looked at Su Yunyao's stern and loving gaze.

"And you, don't do things properly, go to the wall together!" said to Thunder again.

"Yes, Master Venerable!" Thunder pulled Su Yunyao back.

Su Qingfeng looked at the backs of the two leaving, and could see Su Yunyao wiping his face with a handkerchief from time to time, and the thunder on the side whispered something.

Su Qingfeng had a wisp of beard, blaming himself for being too arrogant and indulgent Yao'er, this lawless personality should not cause a big disaster! No matter what, he is still afraid of himself, and it is good to be afraid, so that he will not be so unscrupulous!

And Lei Ting, as his eldest disciple, has more than enough care and insufficient deterrence, and it is understandable to care for his brothers and sisters in ordinary times, but he is too arrogant and used to Yao'er, and he can't relax his principles just because she is a girl.

said that it was to let Lei Ting and Yao'er go to face the wall, which was nothing more than letting them concentrate for two days.

On this day, Feng Chuyu summoned Qi Yan.

When Qi Yan hurried to the peak of Yunxi Peak, he saw Feng Chuyu sitting in the small pavilion in front of the cliff, drinking wine in the mountain wind of hunting, and there was an empty cup on the stone table.

It seems that this cup master has prepared for himself, Qi Yan sat on the stone bench opposite Feng Chuyu with kindness, took out a half-foot-long bottle from his arms, and respectfully put it in front of Feng Chuyu with both hands.

"Master, this is my own drunken hundred flowers brewed according to ancient books. "This small bottle of Baihua Drunk was brewed when Qi Yan entered the sect for a year, because the process was cumbersome and long, and the amount was small, I was not willing to drink it, this time the master called, and Qi Yan took it.

"Yan'er has a heart, this hundred flowers drunk is the most cumbersome, you have patience!" Feng Chuyu opened the cork and sniffed lightly.

"My small courtyard is full of spirit grass and flowers, I accidentally saw it when I went to Baiji Pavilion to look for alchemy, and after I went back, I collected the drop of dew on the stamen every morning, and I saved this small bottle in a few years, Master, let's try it?" Qi Yan pushed his cup towards Feng Chuyu as well.

Feng Chuyu, who was holding the bottle, laughed a few times after hearing this, "I know, this is borrowed from your light, and I originally planned to brew it for myself, right?

Qi Yan, who had been exposed to the truth, had an embarrassed blush on his face, covered his face with his hands, and muttered vaguely in his mouth: "Master, don't make fun of me, you can give me such a good Qinglong Xuanjian, what do I have to do with a bottle of Hundred Flowers Drunk." ”

"There are two things that call you here today, one is that you are now my disciple, and it is inconvenient to live outside, where the aura is thin and not conducive to cultivation. Feng Chuyu poured two glasses of Baihua drunk, and after speaking, he picked up a wine glass and drank it all, and waved the other cup to Qi Yanna.

At first glance, when he heard that he was going to leave the place where he had lived for several years, Qi Yan was very reluctant, but he also knew that the lack of aura there was not conducive to cultivation, and when he wanted to ask if he could bring all the things here, he didn't say anything when he saw Feng Chuyu who was savoring it with his eyes closed, and he also picked up the wine glass and sniffed it lightly, before slowly drinking it into his mouth.

After drinking it in the mouth, the aroma of the red top flower, the peony, honeysuckle, the red moon and other flowers rushed into the mouth, and after entering the lungs, it was like a warm current flowing through the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally arrived at the parkway, and the whole person was a little fluttering.

He only took a sip of it, and the master killed the whole glass of wine, could he already be drunk?

"Master, I'm a little dizzy!" Qi Yan was already a little drunk.

Feng Chuyu stared, half-opened and looked at the little apprentice who was sitting there a little shaking, "The wine is good wine, but the time is shorter, the longer the time, the more mellow it is, even if it is put for another three or five years, I'm afraid you will get drunk if you smell it, look at it!"

This divine turn made Qi Yan, who was originally a little dizzy, even more confused, and shook his head and stared at Feng Chuyu who had already flown out.

Feng Chuyu was in a very good mood today, and after drinking the hundred flowers drunk of his apprentice's filial piety, he practiced the drunken immortal sword technique with the intention of drinking, and he didn't want to teach Qi Yan so early, but after drinking the wine, the sword intent surged, and he suddenly wanted to dance.

If the little apprentice can memorize a few tricks and styles, he might as well teach him, and if he can't remember it, he will wait until the time comes.

"Don't use aura to force the wine out, just look at it like this!" Feng Chuyu looked at Qi Yan's raised index finger and said with drunkenness.

After speaking, he poured another mouthful of Baihua Drunken into his mouth, and as soon as the wine bottle was closed, he took out a wooden sword and practiced the drunken fairy sword in the wind of hunting.

Qi Yan withdrew his index finger and stared hard at Feng Chuyu, staring at Feng Chuyu inch by inch, he vaguely seemed to understand something.