Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

"Are you really giving it to us?" Mo Ziyuan was a little in disbelief and didn't dare to accept it.

Yun Zhixue looked at Lin Muan with shrinking eyes, a little scared.

"Well, keep the meeting gift I gave you. I'll teach you. You practice and study hard." Lin Muan looked at the two of them with a smile.

The two looked at each other and then at Lin Muan.

"Thank you, Master." Mo Ziyuan reached out to take the sword and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Master." Yun Zhixue whispered and bent down.

Yu Sinian and Liu Yi watched Lin Muan accept disciples, feeling a little itchy.

"Master, can we accept it?" Liu Yi asked.

Chu Qingheng glanced at her, Liu Yi had a smile on his face, and Chu Qingheng responded lightly.

"Well, Master, can you lend us your junior brother for half a quarter of an hour? I want my junior brother to help me choose something." Liu Yi rubbed his hands humbly and looked at Chu Qingheng with a dry smile. The main reason was that she was very afraid of Chu Qingheng. She was really afraid.

When she was the only disciple in the past, Chu Qingheng's teaching methods left a huge shadow on her, and she shudders when she thinks about it now.

Yu Sinian was also afraid of Chu Qingheng. His shadow was no lighter than Liu Yize's. When Chu Qingheng trained him, he was beaten unilaterally, and he was beaten very badly.

Once, he rested for a month before getting out of bed. Within the same month, Liu Yi was trained by Chu Qingheng, and they were beaten in turn.

Chu Qingheng looked at the two of them, and they felt chills running down their spines, but they didn't know which one they wanted to accept. Wouldn't it be worse if they received something that Chu Qingheng didn't like.

"What did An'er say?" Chu Qingheng looked at Lin Mu'an.

"Song, let me give you some advice, senior sister, otherwise you will be unhappy if I accept something you don't like." Lin Muan said truthfully.

"Half an hour." Chu Qingheng pursed his lips and said to Yu Sinian and Liu Yize.

"Yeah." The two nodded in agreement, like chickens pecking at rice.

Chu Qingheng let go of Lin Muan, and Lin Muan felt liberated and went to the side to discuss with the two of them.

Chu Qingheng squinted at the three of them, glanced sideways at Lin Muan's two apprentices, and snorted coldly.

"Junior brother, give us a choice." Liu Yi glanced at Chu Qingheng quietly and said in a panic.

Yu Sinian nodded in agreement.

It looked like they were discussing something shameful.

"Junior brother, please." Yu Sinian said.

"I know." Lin Mu'an nodded and looked at the remaining disciples.

Jian Xing came over and patted Lin Muan on the shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mu'an turned to look at him.

"Help me choose one too. You took the one I wanted to choose." Jian Xing said helplessly.

"Why do you have to accept disciples?" Lin Muan was confused.

"Well, I want to pick a place where I can train and sit." Jian Xing smiled.

"Okay, let me help my senior sister and senior brother choose first." Lin Muan explained.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry." Jian Xing stood aside and waited.

Lin Muan finally chose a pair of twin boys for Liu Yize and Yu Sinian, one for each. The two were quite satisfied, but they couldn't tell who they were.

"Do you have any requirements?" Lin Mu'an turned to ask Jian Xing.

"Girl." Jian Xing smiled.

"You said I chose what you wanted, and you want Yun Zhixue?" Lin Mu'an asked, helping him look at it.

"No, it's Mo Ziyuan." Jian Xing shook his head and smiled.

"Ok?"

"I feel like Mo Ziyuan looks a lot like Shen Zhouyun, but I think it would be better if you chose him. If he knew that he chose him because of the resemblance, there would be a fuss." Jian Xing opened her fan to cover her face and squinted her eyes.

"You feel right. He is really the next version of the villain." Lin Muan smiled.

Jian Xing said nothing and glanced at Mo Ziyuan who was examining the sword with Yun Zhixue.

"Okay, how about that one? Her temperament matches your Ling Xiaofeng very well, and she is suitable for practicing swordsmanship and has good qualifications." Lin Muan gave a fair evaluation.

Jian Xing looked where Lin Muan was pointing, and there was only a small, dusty dumpling. If he hadn't chosen a girl himself, he would have thought it was a little boy.

"Okay." Jian Xing had no objection.

"Yancheng Wen Lin is remembered as the disciple of the master of Lingxiao Peak. Please come forward and perform the apprenticeship ceremony."

Jian Xing looked at the dusty Wen Lin and couldn't bear it.

Wen Lin's clothes and face were dirty, but his eyes were bright. He looked at Jian Xing without impurity and bowed politely.

Jian Xing touched her head tenderly. Wen Lin stiffened and his eyes couldn't stop feeling sore. He stood behind Jian Xing obediently, holding back tears.

Shen Zhouyun looked at Wen Lin and his eyes fell on Jian Xing's hand.

"She is your junior sister and your and my child." Jian Xing looked at Shen Zhouyun with a smile.

Just as Shen Zhouyun was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe Jian Xing's hands, his movements froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Jian Xing said.

Wen Lin was stunned when he heard Jian Xing's words, and tears flowed out.

Although she didn't know why Jian Xing chose her, it was the first time that she had been treated gently by someone, and what Jian Xing said made her feel that she had heard wrong.

"Master...Master." Wen Lin shouted with a dry throat, reaching out to wipe the tears from his face.

"Yes." Jian Xing took out a handkerchief and wiped Wen Lin's face.

Seeing how gentle her master was to others, Shen Zhouyun didn't feel jealous or have the urge to kill people for the first time.

"My disciple's qualifications are very poor, and... besides, I am still a girl, I..." Wen Lin choked up, his words full of derogation of himself.

"No, Xiaolin's qualifications are not bad, but he just hasn't found the right way to practice. I have a purpose in accepting Xiaolin as my disciple. Xiaolin, don't cry yet." Jian Xing felt a little sorry for this child.

Although Zhi Zhitao is not around, the system will send him the plot, but this plot should be sent to him by Lin Muan, and it is about Wen Lin.

Wen Lin's mother was a prostitute, and she died not long after giving birth to Wen Lin. Wen Lin's father was a prostitute, the concubine of a wealthy family, and he had twenty or thirty concubines, not to mention a daughter. How many, anyway, there are more than a dozen daughters and only a few sons.

Therefore, Wen Lin is not outstanding among daughters. Wen Lin has no mother and no father, so you can imagine what kind of life he leads.

Later, Wen's father owed money abroad and lost all his family property. However, he still owed money and wanted to sell his daughter to pay off the debt. Wen Lin was one of them, but Wen Lin ran away halfway. Wen Lin was ten years old that year.

But now sixteen-year-old Wen Lin looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and Jian Xing didn't dare to think about how she spent these days.

"I have nothing and I'm not afraid of Master Tu." Wen Lin said seriously.

"I know, I just want to train you and hope you study hard." Jian Xing paused for a moment, "I just mentioned that I want to raise you as my daughter. That's because Lingxiao Peak is gone and someone has to take my place. .”

"Master has taught me to leave now?" Wen Lin asked.

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