The system forced me to cultivate into a fairy

"asshole!!!"

That kid Bai Fengxiao left such a sentence after leaving, she was so mad at her.

So what if she is fat, she doesn't care about her looks.

No matter, let's eat some snacks first.

When the restaurant closed, Bai Yan lazily got up and left the restaurant.

But today, a mouse followed behind him.

Looking at the deserted street, Bai Yan turned her head and swept away the little mouse that was following her.

"Ah ~ boss".

The man seemed terrified.

Bai Yan took a big look, isn't this the first group of shop assistants she recruited?

That is Artest that the two women competed for before.

At that time, when the restaurant was not busy, he was the one who waited on him.

"What's the matter with you?" she asked.

Artai squeezed his hands nervously, lowered his head and said, "Since the restaurant is busy, I have never served the boss again. I mentioned it to store manager Zhou before, but he disagreed. He came to the store every day to look for me." Too many people…"

Thinking back when he first entered the restaurant and served the boss two meals a day, he was so happy in those few days.

Since there were more customers in the restaurant, he became busy, and the customers were also much more difficult.

Sometimes he feels a little frustrated when he is taken advantage of by a man.

Bai Yan looked at Artest for a long time.

With flowing hair, smooth and fair skin, and a pair of clear and bright peach blossom eyes, it makes people feel like they are about to move.

Although she looked unmoved.

"Boss, can you let me serve you for dinner tomorrow? I'm leaving after tomorrow." At the end, Artest's tone was obviously helpless.

Bai Yan laughed: "What you said, I didn't know, I thought you wanted special services."

Artest blushed immediately, having contacted too many women, he also knew what Bai Yan was talking about.

He shook his head slightly: "It's not the boss, I just want to leave a memory when I leave."

Bai Yan frowned: "Oh? Still thinking about it? Why? You can't think about it?"

Artest shook his head and smiled wryly: "No, anyway, the boss remembers to tell Manager Zhou that tomorrow, I will not serve anyone but you."

"Uh~ Well, I'm sorry to say that, you've worked the longest time in my store, so it's a reward for the employees, let's talk, if you encounter any problems that you can't solve, the boss, I can help you."

Firstly, Artest is not ill, and secondly, it is not that he can't think about it, because he is afraid that something has happened to him.

That being the case, anyway, she has some time to do a little favor.

Artest frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he seemed to think that Bai Yan was not strong enough, so he shook his head and said, "The boss is incapable of my affairs."

"Oh? Are you so sure? What if I can do it?" Bai Yan said angrily.

Artest took a deep breath, his expression became gloomy, and then he said helplessly: "Actually, it's okay to tell the boss, it's just that something happened at home, and I need to go back and deal with it."

Just deal with?Bai Yan paid attention to Artest's expression, if he just dealt with it simply, how could he be helpless.

She said: "If you trust the boss, please explain in detail."

Hearing this, Artest clenched his fists again, as if he was struggling with something in his heart.

After a long time, I opened my mouth and said: "I am dissatisfied with the boss. I am the tenth prince of the Jiayue Dynasty. I have no spiritual roots. In the dynasty, I am just a waste, but waste is always valuable. In order to please the Northern Territory, my father door, wanting to present me to the suzerain.”

"Uh - it's a bit bloody, but sending you to the suzerain? What does this mean?" Bai Yan looked puzzled.

Artest replied with some embarrassment: "That sect is called Hehuan Sect, and it is said that it is cultivated by mending men."

"Fuck, there really is such a sect!" Bai Yan shouted.

She has long heard that this kind of practice is to harvest yang and nourish yin.

It is said that a mortal man will die once he plucks mends.

Artest shyly turned his head away: "Well, the Hehuan Sect is somewhat related to my Jiayue Dynasty, and it is also because of this sect that my Jiayue Dynasty has been able to firmly occupy the throne."

"Then, does your dynasty contribute beautiful men every year?" Bai Yan's expression turned ugly as he spoke.

If all of these were picked up by the girls of the Hehuan Sect, then there would be a shortage of beautiful men in the market. She didn't want this kind of result.

Artest nodded: "Yes, one hundred beautiful men are dedicated every year."

"Do you know how strong this sect is?" Bai Yan guessed that this kind of sect should be very strong.

Artest thought for a while and said: "I once heard my father mention it, it seems to be a god or something."

Artest didn't know much about cultivation.

Bai Yan frowned, did he transform into a god?Her early stage of transformation into a god is not enough to watch.

But she believed that the Acacia Sect would not offend her, a cultivator who transformed herself, just because of a mortal.

Artest paid attention to Bai Yan's expression, and felt a sense of loss in his heart. He guessed that his boss might be a cultivator of immortals. After knowing the strength of the Acacia Sect, did he retreat?

Regardless, he was grateful.

"Boss, it's okay. If it's okay, I'll go back and rest first."

As Artest said, he turned around and was about to leave.

Bai Yan looked at his back and smiled and said: "How about this, I will accompany you back to the imperial city tomorrow."

Artest turned around with a face full of shock, and he said a little excitedly: "The boss means, can you help me solve it?"

Bai Yan smiled: "Try it."

Artest nodded vigorously: "Okay, then when will we go tomorrow, it may take half a month to drive a carriage from here."

Since the boss dared to say to try it, Artest has confirmed the identity of the Baiyan cultivator.

Since he is a cultivator, shouldn't he be able to fly?Maybe Edgeworth flies.

The last thing he said about taking a carriage was that the boss would say a faster way.

"Well, it's about noon tomorrow, you prepare the carriage, hire a coachman, and wait for me by the restaurant," Bai Yan said in detail.

Artest was surprised, did he really go in a carriage?At this moment, Artest felt very guilty. Is this boss a cultivator?Why make a carriage?

Before he could ask, Bai Yan had disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, Artest was very flustered, and Bai Yan's performance was too fake, forget it, he just took it as a joke, let's do another day tomorrow.

soon.

The time came to noon the next day.

Artest was already waiting on the third floor of the restaurant.

But Bai Yan searched the restaurant and found no carriage, she was very confused.

Came to the third floor and asked about Artest.

"Why don't you have a carriage?"

Artest looked ugly, lowered his head and said, "Didn't the boss joke yesterday?"

Bai Yan was stunned for a moment: "How is this possible? If you don't want to be recruited, take me to your dynasty, and I will make your father change his mind."

Artest smiled wryly: "Make my father change his mind? How is this possible? My father has wanted to practice all his life. He is not a fairy, so he will never change."

"Then what if I am?" Bai Yan was a little speechless, did she not understand clearly?

Artest glanced at Bai Yan, smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "How is it possible, the boss can't fly to the sky, so don't make fun of me."

Bai Yan was stunned for a moment: "How can I prove it?"

Artest said seriously all of a sudden: "Spell or flying".

Hearing the white smoke here sighed, she didn't think much, and jumped out of the window with Artest in one hand.

"Ah~ah~boss~"