Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Xiao Ce's voice was very soft, but it pierced into his heart like a sharp sword.

For a moment, he felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen, and the air in his lungs was sucked dry, which made it so difficult for him to breathe in and out, slowly and slowly.

He sat upright for a day and tried to support his straight back, but he couldn't help but soften.

Su Bailang tightly clenched the wrinkled red dress with both hands, the red in front of his eyes looked extremely ironic, after a long silence, he struggled to pull a smile from the corner of his mouth.

The road is chosen by himself, and he deserves to suffer by himself, and he can't blame others.

Xiao Ce stood beside the wedding sedan indifferently, as if he had no intention of lifting the curtain of the sedan chair with his own hands.

I only heard a cold voice from outside the wedding sedan chair again, "I, Xiao Ce, only know how to wield a spear and a stick, and I don't know the complicated etiquette. Car curtain, I don’t know if Patriarch Su made such a move to let the people of Xiao City fall into the shoes of my Xiao family, or to let the whole world of cultivating immortals know that I, Xiao Ce, bullied you? Patriarch Su’s actions are really puzzling.”

"Could it be that if I don't lift the sedan chair curtain, Patriarch Su won't enter my Xiao's house?!"

Listening to the stinging words, the grievance that had been suppressed in Su Bailang's heart for a day broke instantly.

There was a tail trembling sound that was forcibly suppressed but finally broke the defense from inside the wedding sedan chair.

"Ah Ce, I didn't..."

Xiao Ce's expression was cold, and his voice was even colder, "Then please, Patriarch Su, come down by yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for him, turned around and walked towards the mansion.

Su Bailang is like a child who made a mistake, flustered and restless after being threatened by his mother to throw it away. He opened the car curtain and wanted to catch up with him, but because he had been sitting upright all day, his legs were numb, and he staggered instantly when he landed. Almost fell down, looking embarrassed and ridiculous.

But even so, Xiao Ce didn't turn around to help him, but frowned slightly, and said in disgust, "My Xiao family's road is not smooth, Master Su is so weak, so be careful."

Su Bailang chased after him in a panic.

"A Ce, wait for me..."

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiao had mixed feelings in his heart. Immediately, he really wanted to punch the cold-blooded and ruthless Xiao Ce impulsively, and then said to Su Bailang, you deserve better, he doesn't deserve it!

However, once an emotional matter sprouts, it will grow uncontrollably and crazily. It is easy to cut the grass, but it is difficult to eradicate the root.

He couldn't enjoy the banquet calmly at all, he didn't even step in the door of Xiao's house, Ye Qiao took Dong Zhao back to the blue sea and sky with a royal movement technique.

It was late at night, and I was tossing and turning on the couch, but I couldn't fall asleep.

It was a long night, I don't know when I fell asleep, and when I opened my eyes, it was already the morning of the next day.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Dong Zhao was seen in the yard practicing swordsmanship with a straight bamboo branch. Every move was smooth and clean.

The figure is just right, every muscle has a strong force, and there is a momentum that one man is in charge of the other.

Ye Qiao raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but praise, "This kid has grown up."

Seeing him coming out, Dong Zhao withdrew his sword and walked towards him.

"Master is awake."

Ye Qiao smiled lightly, her brows and eyes were curved like a bright moon, and her aqua blue clothes were as soft as a pool of spring water.

He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch Dong Zhao's head, but when he raised his hand, he was surprised to find that Ah Zhao had grown taller, half a head taller than himself, but his hands were stretched out, and he retracted before he touched it. It seemed a little embarrassed, so he stood on tiptoe and rubbed his head lightly as before.

Dong Zhao didn't dare to meet his eyes, and quickly dodged and lowered his head.

Ye Qiao thought that this child was really sensible, he knew how to lower his head to cooperate with him even though he knew that he couldn't reach him, he didn't know the reason why such a good disciple turned him into a murderous big devil in the end.

He withdrew his hand, and Dong Zhao looked up at him again.

"Bihai Cangqiong is going to be so poor that I can't get rid of it. I want to go down the mountain to find some work to slay demons and slay demons. I can earn some silver to supplement my family. I can also practice and improve my cultivation so that I can prepare for the Immortal Dou Conference in half a month. .”

"It's the first time for this apprentice to participate in such a large-scale competition. It's not good to lose too badly, and lose the face of the master."

Ye Qiao thought about it, but it's also good, as an obedient disciple, he would do some good things for the Immortal Family, and they would remember his kindness, so it's good that in the good old days, he was merciful in the final group suppression.

He said, "I will go with you as a teacher."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and his entire face changed, using a disguise technique.

Dong Zhao was puzzled.

"Master, what is this doing?"

Ye Qiao thought, if he doesn't follow Dong Zhao, he is really worried. If he follows Dong Zhao, he will definitely steal his limelight. In order to make his apprentice feel more favorable in the hearts of the immortal sect, it can be said that it took a lot of effort painstakingly.

He smiled sweetly, "When you go out with your original body, you will always meet a group of crazy admirers. It's really inconvenient. After thinking about it, it's better to change your identity."

"Oh, is that so?"

He frowned again, "By the way, you are not allowed to call me Shizun after you go down the mountain."

Dong Zhao was taken aback, "Isn't it called Shizun? If it is not called Shizun... what is it called?"

He smiled, "Whatever you want, you can call it whatever you want, anyway, you can't call it Shizun."

Dong Zhao paused, looked at him blankly, and said with a blushing hesitation: "Then...can I be called Shizun Yuanyuan?"

Yuanyuan is his small name, Ye Qiao is his name, and only those three or two people in the entire cultivation world know his small name, and among them is his annoying senior brother.

Ye Qiao had an unexpected look on his face, he never imagined that after so many years, he could still hear someone calling him small characters.

After being stunned for a moment, he said, "Xing Yuan, Yuan Yuan."

Dong Zhao hadn't heard these two words since seven years ago.

Xingyuan is his fine print.

He was surprised at first, and then smiled subconsciously. He had never felt that his master was so stingy. When he called him by his small characters, he still called him without suffering. Such a master is simply not too cute. .

He looked at Ye Qiao's expression, and asked cautiously, "Can I call you?"

Ye Qiao's eyebrows and eyes were bent into a thin slit, and she gently hugged her head.

As soon as he agreed, Dong Zhao grinned as if he had acquired some peerless martial arts, a rare treasure.

All the way down the mountain side by side, the corners of his mouth have never been flattened, and he has been tangled in his heart, should it be better to call Shizun Yuanyuan, or is it more kind to call Ayuan?

Kite kite, kite kite, kite kite...

A Yuan, A Yuan, A Yuan...

It's so hard to make a decision, it's all so nice.

Seeing him smirking all the way to himself, Ye Qiao looked at the corners of his mouth that curved up, feeling tired and panicked for him.

This disciple of mine is either stern and meticulous all day long, or just giggles unconsciously, and his mood is too unstable, so he needs to be well groomed.