The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

Hua Wendao turned her head away, with a nonchalant expression: "I didn't say anything."

Xiao Qing lowered her head and remained silent.

Yu Sheng even suspected that he had heard wrong.

...It should be that I am a little too sensitive because of the fine print.

wrong.

These things are not important, the important thing is to kill the person in front of him who reminds him of his dark history. "Ye Wuqing, I'll kill you two today one by one." When they went down the mountain to Sanbao Town, the gang that blocked the way had disappeared.

Yu Sheng felt at ease, and followed his fellow disciples to the post station to rent a carriage.

The coachman I was looking for when I went out last time happened to be still in the station this time, and saw Yu Sheng greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, guest officer, long time no see!"

"It's easy to talk about." Yu Sheng nodded with a smile: "We have a lot of people coming out this time, how many more carriages can you arrange for us?" .

"How many guest officials will get on the good carriage?"

Yusheng nodded.

The coachman quickly asked someone to arrange several carriages, all of which were the best and most comfortable, and looked generous.

Yu Sheng elbowed Hua Wen next to him and asked, "Who will pay?"

Hua Wendao jumped away with his younger brother in his arms: "Who pays, what do you think I am doing? I have no money!"

Lan Wuji spread her hands.

Ye Wuqing remained expressionless: "No money."

Matsumazhao: "Then why do you all look at me?!" "If you don't have money, you won't steal Matsumazhao's jewelry!" Cursing angrily: "Get out, get out! What kind of cat do you have if you are so poor?"

"Well, a few uncles..." Ji Hai's weak voice came, and he raised his hand: "The money given by the master is here for me."

Several pairs of eyes looked over in unison.

Ji Hai held a money bag in his hand.

Several people have an incomparable tacit understanding, who doesn't want to be the leader of the peak?

No?Isn't that a fool?

"Here comes Ji Hai." Matsuma Teru waved at Ji Hai with a smile.

The driver watched helplessly as several gentlemen nearly fought for not paying, but in the end a little girl stood up and paid.

...Forget it, as long as you can give money, as long as you can give money.

What are you doing with so much?

After paying half of the deposit, the coachman called for someone to bring out a total of seven carriages.

Sanbao Town is a small town, and usually the flow of people is not large, so there are not many carriages in the station.

Four top-tier carriages, a few people who are masters will definitely go up, and there are three smaller carriages left, which are enough for the disciples to squeeze together.

Yu Sheng smacked his lips, remembering that when he came out last time, he rented the biggest carriage, now it is a bit extravagant for almost one person, but you can't let your disciples be wronged, can you?

Yu Sheng spoke first, "Xiao Qing and I will drive together."

Lan Wuqi directly stood beside Yu Sheng.

"I'll ride with you too."

This made him hesitate a bit, and for some reason, Yu Sheng always had a premonition in his heart, if Lan Wuqi wasn't here as a master uncle...I'm afraid he would pinch Xiao Qing when he met him.

Just like Xiao Qing and Hua Jin.

But since Qiqi has already spoken, how can there be any reason to disagree?

"Together." Ye Wuqing also spoke at this moment, pulling Matsumazhao's arm.

Matsuma photo rubbed Ye Wuqing's dog's head: "Okay."

Hua Wendao put his arms around his younger brother: "Then what about me?"

Matsuma Teruha gave no intelligence with a disgusted look.

Hua Wendao said angrily: "Why are you looking at me? Who cares about sharing a car with you?!" "Yusheng, come with me!"

Yu Sheng looked at the driver helplessly.

"I'm sorry, please return a few small cars..." The coachman had no objection, after all, even if there is only one car, it is a big job to go to Jinling.

In this way, only two large carriages were used, and each of the remaining people brought a disciple out, plus Ji Hai, and five people squeezed into the large carriage, which was much more comfortable than the small carriage.

Three coachmen with three carriages set off in such a mighty way.

"My name is Ji Hai, what about you?" The atmosphere in the carriage full of disciples was so quiet that it was a bit embarrassing. These people usually had little contact with other peaks, and they didn't know each other.

In the end, it was Ji Hai, the apprentice who was in charge, who broke the embarrassment.

"Wan Jianfeng, Zhu Feng Yao."

The disciple that Ye Wuqing brought down the mountain was also a female cultivator, sitting with Ji Hai, wearing a student's blue short jacket with black leather armor inlaid on it, and smiled at Ji Hai with a good temper.

Someone has already started talking, and the tallest one in the group also said: "My name is Han Zhiyan, from Lingzhen Peak."

He was so tall that he almost reached the roof of the carriage when he sat in the carriage, and he didn't dare to put his legs around.

There is only so much space in the carriage, if his legs are stretched, well, no one else's legs need to be placed.

"Lingyao Peak Lin Jingyu, you can just call me Xiaoyu." Lin Jingyu smiled honestly, I don't know if it's because he was farming every day at the Lingyao Peak, anyway, he was quite tanned, and his teeth became whiter... .... "Fu Mofeng Yuechen."

Yue Chen's words are concise and to the point, quite a bit like their peak master.

The peak master of Fumo Peak is not good at words, and the peak master of Wanjian Peak...can't speak human words.

But Zhu Fengyao obviously didn't follow the peak master on this point, talking and laughing with Ji Hai all the way, and had a very happy chat.

It was lively in the disciple's carriage, but not at all on the other side.

Hua Wendao hugged his younger brother tightly, trying to shrink himself into the corner of the carriage.

"Master, eat walnuts." Xiao Qing has been quietly pinching walnuts from the side since he got into the carriage, no matter how happy Lan Wuqi and Yu Sheng were talking and laughing next to him, he ignored them.

...It can't be said that he completely ignored it, Hua Wendao always felt that Xiao Qing was pinching walnuts as Lan Wuqi's head.

Click, click, he heard his heart pounding.

Yu Sheng and Lan Wuqi were chatting enthusiastically, when something was handed to their mouths, they subconsciously opened their mouths and licked them, the pink tip of their tongue leaked out, the touch of their ruddy lips snatched away the walnut from Xiao Qing's hand.

A little soft touch remained between Xiao Qing.

"Oh. Thank you." Yu Sheng blinked, and glanced at the peeled walnuts on the small table: "Don't worry about it, you can eat too."

crackling.

There was a sound of something breaking, and Lan Wuqi manipulated his spiritual power expressionlessly, and peeled all the melon seeds in front of him.

Directly use spiritual power to hold it in front of Yu Sheng: "Yu Sheng, eat."

Yu Sheng looked innocent, with a piece of walnut in his mouth.

The plate in front of me was indeed peeled melon seeds...but the skins of the melon seeds were also inside, piled up like a hill.

Xiao Qing snorted coldly: "You peel...it's better not to peel, how can Master eat such a thing?"

While talking, Xiao Qing handed Yu Sheng a cup of cold tea: "Master, is your mouth dry after talking for so long? Order some tea."

By the way, he also stared at Lan Wuqi with provocative eyes.

After talking for a long time with Lan Wuqi, Yu Sheng really felt a little dry mouth. After taking the tea from Xiao Qing's hand, he was about to bring it to his mouth. People's enthusiasm is accompanied by the fire, and it is fleeting.

White smoke soon came out of the tea.

"Herbal tea is not good for your health, it should be hot." Lan Wuqi lowered his eyes and handed the tea to Yu Sheng.

Xiao Qing snatched the hot tea directly from Lan Wuqi's hand again.

"Master, the hot tea on a hot day is so heart-wrenching, here."

A layer of ice clumps floated on the surface of the teacup, and the tea soon reappeared with wisps of white air, but this time it was cold air.

Yu Sheng lowered his head, the tea in the cup had condensed into a large piece of ice.

Hua Wendao hugged his younger brother tightly in his arms.

What is the name of the scene in front of you in the story book?

......Tit-for-tat confrontation, bitterness, jealousy, and jealousy can give birth to both Qi and He Shengqing. More accurately, they can be summed up in three big characters—xiu, Luo, and field.

Hua Wendao shuddered silently.

He is the proud son of the Qianshan Sect, who has stepped into the realm of half-consolidated alchemy after only half a year of practice; Between them, how should they choose... "You two, get out of here no matter how much you harm this tea!" Yu Sheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the two of them by the necks, and put their hands fighting for the teacup. separated.

Xiao Qing looked innocent: "Master, I just want to make you feel more comfortable in the hot weather. Unexpectedly, Master Uncle would be angry because of this. Master won't blame me, will you?"

Lan Wuqi almost choked up in anger, and stared at Xiao Qing fiercely.

Yu Sheng looked at Lan Wuqi and then at Xiao Qing.

What bad thoughts could Xiao Qing have?

"Okay Qiqi, what are you arguing with a child?"

Lan Wuqi stared at Xiao Qing for a long time, and finally said dryly: "Xiao Qing is really filial."

Xiao Qing was so angry that the hairs all over his body almost stood up.

What is filial piety?Is this his interest in Master?

"Hehe, it's not as good as my uncle. The friendship between me and my master is really enviable."

Yusheng is my master, mine.

If it wasn't for the fact that you belonged to the same sect, you would be able to sit with Master today?

Why don't I believe it.

"... Yusheng, don't stop me!"

"I rely on Lan Wuqi what are you doing, you sit down for me!"

"Master, if Uncle Master has any grievances against me, just hit me. I hope Uncle Master will stop targeting me after venting his anger..." "I want to get off the bus, can someone take care of me? I want to get out of the car..." The voice in the carriage spread outside, Matsuma Zhao opened the curtain and glanced at the carriage next door: "It's so lively."

Ye Wuqing stuffed a peeled lychee into Song Jianzhao's mouth: "Stupid, Qun."

Song Jianzhao chuckled: "Hahahaha, not all of them are stupid, but when Lan Wuji saw Yu Sheng's disciple recently, he really didn't like it."

"So" Ye Wuqing's old problem of not speaking human language, probably only Matsuma Teru can deal with it.

"Okay, okay, ignore it, I don't eat lychees anymore, peel me a mangosteen..." Inside Jinling City.

A barren mountain that has been abandoned for a long time, in which there are faintly dilapidated fences of thatched cottages, which are small in scale, and it can be vaguely seen that it is an abandoned stockade.

"Master Ghost King." A cloud of Yin Qi followed the voice and fell on the ground into a human form.

"People from Qianshan Sect have already rushed towards Jinling."

"Hmm." The man known as the ghost king gently turned the wrench in his hand and turned his head little by little.

If Yu Sheng and Xiao Qing were here at this moment, they would definitely exclaim.