The villain is a vixen

Chapter 378 The Demon Venerable Is My Apprentice
"You don't have a serious mouth, don't lead my little apprentices down!"

Yun Mo hummed.

"I haven't settled with you for not taking me out to play last time."

"Are you a child? You're still clamoring to play in the street."

Yun Mo looked at her, "I'm your man, of course I'll pay for my daughter-in-law to go shopping, what's the matter if I let other men get ahead of me."

One mouthful and one daughter-in-law, Tang Gourd's head hurts when he heard it.

Fortunately, this guy knows that he should restrain himself in front of others, and not go too far.

"I found that you drifted a lot after leaving the forbidden area."

Yun Mo hooked the corners of her lips and smiled beautifully: "That's because I have my teacher doting on me~~"

"..."

vomit.

disgusting.
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100 years later.

The grand competition in the sect can be regarded as a once-in-a-century event.

On this day, not only was the head brother dressed in red, but even the color of the arena in the square was very festive red——I don’t know, I thought it was the daughter of the head’s family competing in martial arts to recruit relatives.

But everyone knows that in the past 100 years, the head has not seen a single mud monkey, let alone a daughter.

Ask, because my sister-in-law doesn't want to have a baby.

Pei Xu has long since shed his youthful appearance, and has grown into a noble young man.

His favorite thing to do for a hundred years is to run down the mountain to buy candied haws for Master.

We must also avoid being seen by the elder brother, because that stingy elder brother not only refuses to buy it for the master himself, but also refuses to let the master eat what he buys.

It can be said to be very unreasonable.

If it weren't for the master's good temper and spoiling him, how could he be so rampant.

Let's talk about this martial art competition.

Except for the three senior brothers, the master usually teaches the disciples personally, and the other disciples are all taught by the disciples of the head. It is reasonable to say that they are not qualified to participate in the big competition, but the head of the sect also made the people who participated in Qinglanfeng not so shabby. Their names are written down.

Pei Xu was sitting on the big rock with the dog's tail grass in his mouth, feeling very melancholy.

Naturally, he wanted to win the first place to show his master, to make her happy.

But big brother also wants to participate...

I have to admit that the strong impression that man left on me when I was young has not disappeared until now.

The master also said that the senior brother was already no less than her in strength before he went up the mountain, and he usually suppresses to prevent the disciple from being hurt, but if it is a big competition in the sect... it will not show much affection.
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When Murong An ran to Tang Gourd's room to look for her, she was teasing the grasshopper on the table that real Qing Ni had caught for her.

"Huh? Xiao An'an is here."

"Well, Master."

Murong Ansheng's small face was delicate and extraordinary, with a gentle look in his eyebrows and eyes, not to say it was feminine, but it was very comfortable to look at, and he felt that his temper must be extremely gentle.

that's the truth.

Raised next to Tang Gourd, Murong An's personality is extremely soft and waxy, like a round glutinous glutinous rice ball, which can bounce back when you poke it, very cute.

Since he was a child, he has been loved by the brothers and sisters of the sect, but he will not be complacent, he is a rare good-natured.

Tang Hulu also favors him very much on weekdays, and always feels that he lacked something compared to others when he was young, which makes people want to feel sorry for him.

"Ok?"

Tang Gourd's eyes moved from the grasshopper to his white and tender face.

100 years is enough for Murong An to grow into a handsome young man.

He was dressed in white, and Shi Shiran walked to Tang Hulu's side, and habitually raised his hand to squeeze her shoulders.

"Master, I also want to participate in the disciple competition..."

Murong An seemed a little embarrassed, bit his lip, and remained silent for a long time before hesitating.

"Why do you think so suddenly?"

(End of this chapter)