Looking at Yu Qingling's back, Ying Qian sighed.

As expected, she is still a little girl, the cutest.

It's not like the two apprentices she took on.

One is duller than the other.

None of it has anything to do with cuteness.

"Master, are you thinking about becoming a disciple?"

Shen Yan stood beside Ying Qian, followed her gaze and glanced at Yu Qingling. He immediately frowned and turned his eyes back to her.

"Is there anything I can do to help Master?"

Yingqian sighed and shook his head.

Taking another sip of wine, she squinted and asked:

"Why don't you go play with Qing Ling?"

There was a smile on Shen Yan's lips, and the palm of his hand fell on his side, and he brushed Ying Qian's fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

"I want to be with Master."

"There's nothing you can do to help." There was a touch of warmth on his fingertips. Although Yingqian noticed it, he didn't care about it. He just said: "Young people should look like young people, not like an old man. Besides, I think that little girl Qing Ling is pretty good and is better than her master."

She just said it casually.

Shen Yan frowned, and even the frozen smile on his lips faded a bit.

"Master, this is your hope... that Junior Sister Yu and I will get closer?"

He stared at Yingqian.

There are countless dark and complex emotions hidden in his eyes.

Turbulent intersection.

Gathered into a mind that is dark and difficult to understand.

But the moment Ying Qian looked back at him, he was completely hidden.

"It's up to you. I don't mean to force you. Don't overthink it."

Most of the bottle of wine quickly disappeared.

Yingqian burped, quite satisfied.

Her face glowed with spring.

There was a wave of water in his eyes.

Shen Yan only glanced at it, and a touch of warmth arose in his ears.

He coughed lowly, raised a smile on his lips, and said:

"I just want to stay with Master."

"what ever."

Yingqian narrowed his eyes, and while weighing the wine bottle, he couldn't help but curse:

"That bastard Nalanyue actually went into seclusion again? He couldn't produce anything from the seclusion. He probably wanted to escape from labor. Let's see how I beat him next time!"

She was full of anger.

I had to take responsibility for this trouble again.

"I'll go to the blueprint so you can practice well."

Yingqian was about to leave.

However, Shen Yan suddenly took half a step sideways, spread out his palms, smiled at the corners of his lips, and said obediently:

"Master, did you forget something?"

"What?"

Yingqian hid the wine bottle behind his back with a guilty look on his face.

"Although Master's cultivation is profound and unpredictable, you can't drink too much, as it will hurt your health." Shen Yan sighed softly, as if he was helpless, and said, "When Master comes back later, I will leave you alone." How about I leave the rest to Master?"

His tone was low and soft.

It's like coaxing an ignorant little baby.

Even those dark eyes were full of doting.

"Okay."

Yingqian threw the wine bottle away with a look of reluctance.

But I don’t know either.

When did her apprentice become so fond of controlling her?

If it goes on for a long time.

Wouldn't it mean that even the majesty of Master will disappear?

Yingqian hasn't figured out how to revive her master's reputation.

The other disciples from the Immortal Sect who came to study have already arrived.

Qin Qinglang didn't inform Yingqian of the news until the very end, and it didn't even last seven days.

On her side, she has not yet accepted that she is about to become the nanny of a group of children.

Who knew Qin Qinglang?

Those children have been delivered to you.

"What are you sighing for?"

Lantu secretly bumped Yingqian with his elbow and whispered:

"They are not real children, they are the best young talents of each immortal sect's generation!"

Ying Qian glanced at him and said expressionlessly:

"Then you come?"

"I don't want it!"

Lantu shook his head quickly and shrank back in fear.

Noticing Yingqian's disdainful gaze, he coughed hard and explained:

"I'm a medical fairy, and I'm not good at killing. How can I make those kids with lofty visions obedient? It takes someone like you to keep them honest."

Yingqian sneered.

Too lazy to continue dealing with the blueprint.

She waited for a while and saw no other teams from the Immortal Sect, so she simply didn’t wait any longer and simply turned around and said:

"If those children arrive, let them go directly to Youxian Pavilion."

When the last note fell, her bright red figure had disappeared from the top of the clouds.

Yunying looked evil and said:

"We were all waiting here, but she left. She's really arrogant!"

"Just leave." Lantu sighed, glanced at Yunying, then looked in the direction Yingqian left, and said, "If you take over her job, you can leave now."

"It's just a group of young monks." Yunying snorted, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "Is it possible that I can't control a group of children?"

"I told you in advance. Among the young monks who came this time, there was one who was extremely talented. It is said that the elders of their sect suffered from his failure due to their carelessness."

Lantu yawned and continued without looking at Yunying's suddenly gloomy expression:

"If you can't control him, I'm afraid you will become the laughing stock of the entire world of immortal cultivation!"

"you..."

Yunying was furious.

However, when the words came to his lips, they were swallowed hard.

Although she was full of resentment.

But he didn't dare to be careless and take the job of teaching young monks on himself.

After all, Yunying is not good at martial arts.

Nor is he a wise man who can make calculations.

What if something goes wrong due to negligence...

Wouldn’t it be ridiculed by the entire world of immortality?

Yunying now only hopes that Yingqian will suffer at the hands of that young monk!
To be continued...