"this..."

Lantu opened his mouth, feeling quite a headache.

I have said many times before that I want to make this young man Yingqian's apprentice.

As a result, Yunying still refused to let go.

Although he is indeed a good young man.

But it’s really not a good look to make things like this.

"Talk too much!"

Yunying glared at the blueprint and said to Qin Qinglang:

"Junior sister Yingqian doesn't want to, so it's hard for the head senior brother to force someone on her, right?"

"What are you arguing about?"

Qin Qinglang frowned, with a displeased look on his face, and his tone was a little serious.

"Can I still act like a teacher in front of the disciples who have not yet started?"

Blueprint Yunying all lowered their heads and responded in unison.

Fortunately, Qin Qinglang didn't say much. He just looked at the young man intently and said:

"There are not many disciples in Yingqian's Youxian Pavilion. She should find something to do."

"Yes yes yes."

Yingqian shrugged and raised his eyes, and tugged at the cuff of the blueprint with his fingers, trying to get the wine bottle back.

She didn't listen to what Qin Qinglang said at all.

However, his attention was attracted by an appraising gaze.

She looked sideways.

He happened to catch the young man's gaze before he could take it back.

The young man was startled and quickly turned his head.

"What's your name?"

Yingqian took a step forward, walked in front of the young man, squatted down, and kept eye level with him.

The distance is getting closer.

The smell of alcohol invaded the boy's breath.

It made him frown subconsciously, and his eyes became more alert.

All the immortals in the rumors are either noble, holy, or spiritual.

But the woman in front of him...

He smelled of alcohol and was in a hazy state of drunkenness.

Another face appeared that was completely different from Chu Chen Qing Gao.

Although it's not unattractive, it's just a little too gorgeous.

It doesn't look like a magical grass growing on top of the clouds.

It's like a colorful flower...

The flower of wealth in the world.

"It turns out he is mute."

Yingqian tilted her head and raised her hand to touch the young man's forehead.

"What a pity."

The young man's eyes sharpened, and he wanted to run away, but for some reason, his body seemed to freeze.

He could only watch helplessly as Yingqian's fingertips fell.

He pursed his thin lips.

There seemed to be a flash of panic in his eyes.

But Yingqian's movements were extremely light.

Then...

She curled her knuckles and flicked the boy's forehead.

Seeing his eyes widened and his expression blank, Yingqian immediately laughed and covered her stomach.

amusing children,

Fun!

Lantu didn't even dare to look at Qin Qinglang's face. He just coughed and said:

"Be a human being, Yingqian!"

"you..."

The young man covered his forehead.

The young face was full of shock.

He took a few steps back and his dark eyes widened.

"Are you not mute?" Yingqian stretched out her hand again, threateningly, and touched the boy's smooth forehead, "What's your name? If you don't tell me, I'll hit you."

She looked like a street gangster.

There is still a hint of immortality somewhere.

Qin Qinglang's face turned dark.

If Lantu hadn't persuaded her, he would have grabbed Yingqian's collar and told her to go to the back mountain to retreat and reflect on her past.

"Everyone in the world doesn't know that our name, Qingheng Mountain Seven Pavilions, even those long-established immortal cultivating sects have to respect us."

Yunying put her hands behind her back and stared at Yingqian's back, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"But if they saw that the master of Youxian Pavilion, one of the seven pavilions, was actually teasing children here, they might look down on our Qingheng Mountain!"

Her voice is not low.

Naturally, the young man took a look.

Compared with Yingqian, this woman wearing a yellow shirt and an appearance that does not eat fireworks is obviously more in line with the attitude of an immortal in his mind.

"Don't make any trouble."

Qin Qinglang waved his hand and frowned:

"This gathering of souls is not over yet, you should live in peace."

He also did not mention his name specifically.

But Yingqian still takes care of himself.

But he didn't get any more reprimands.

Yunying bit her lower lip, feeling increasingly unwilling.

Despite Yingqian's rude behavior, Qin Qinglang still protected her and gave her the best apprentice in the company without saying a word to her, but it didn't work.

Seeing the boy's face tightening as he was teased by Ying Qian, Yunying's eyes lit up and an idea popped into her mind.

"How about we let this young man choose?"

"Choose by yourself?" Lantu was stunned and said softly: "This... I'm afraid it's not too..."

Before Blueprint could finish speaking, Yunying said again:

"It can be regarded as a fate. As the head of the sect, senior brother should not be so partial to Yu Yingqian, right?"

She stared at Qin Qinglang closely.

Don't be afraid that he won't agree.

She has been regressing continuously.

If Qin Qinglang still protects Ying Qian, he will lose his reputation as the leader.

Qin Qinglang frowned even more tightly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Ying Qian's lazy voice.

"OK."

She tilted her head, and there was a look of indifference on her beautiful and somewhat aggressive face.

"Let him make his own choice."

Yingqian stood up, wiped off the dirt on her skirt, yawned and took two steps back.

She didn't even bother to say a single unnecessary word.
To be continued...