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Chapter 1: The only female disciple

"What evidence do you say you are a disciple of the National Master?" Luo Qingyu's expression was like a very serious boy, who was conscientiously asking about the origin of unknown people.

"This—" Qinghuan's pretty face changed slightly. She just worshipped under the sect of Indra that day, and she didn't go through any process at all.

Indra had never given her anything that represented her identity. What can she rely on to prove it?

This sentence also sounds familiar. I remember when Luo Qingyu went to the Heavenly Court to recognize her relatives, she also asked Luo Qingyu this question very arrogantly.

Unexpectedly, the feng shui changed, and now this problem is her turn...

She paused, and her pretty face slightly sunk: "Little guy, if you don't believe me, why don't you go in and ask the Emperor? He naturally recognizes me."

Luo Qingyu smiled and pursed his lips: "Any cat and dog come in and ask the emperor, wouldn't the emperor be busy to death?"

"You!" Qinghuan's dates in his hand were crushed with a thud!

She actually compared her dignified immortal to a cat and a dog! That's so annoying!

Her fists tightened and tightened, and she wanted to slap the little guy in front of her!

Feng Qingyu looked at her pretty face with green and white eyes, and felt a little bored even though she felt relieved.

Forget it, she still has her own business to do, so she is too lazy to pay attention to this irrelevant idle person waiting.

As she turned around, she was about to enter the Mercedes-Snow Garden by herself. A slight flower in front of her eyes, and a red figure flashed, blocking Feng Qingyu's way.

A cold and shimmering sword hit Feng Qingyu's chest: "Little thing, you know what you know, just take me in quickly! I have no time to talk to you!"

Feng Qingyu looked at the sleeve sword, then looked at Qinghuan, who was as fierce as a vicious god. He thrust his chest and his mouth curled: "You are a bad guy, bullying a child! If you have the ability, you kill me!"

He took a step forward without being bent, but Qinghuan subconsciously took a step back, his sleeve sword shrank, and sweat dripped in his palm.

She came to ask for peace from her master. If she killed her master's servant boy, she would be more difficult for her to forgive her.

"You little guy, if you take me in, I will let you go and give you good things to eat." The threat was too bad and the temptation was added.

"Hmph, no! You are a bad guy!" Feng Qingyu mastered the child's expression very well.

Qinghuan had a headache, and never expected this child to be so difficult.

She was determined and wanted to see her master no matter what!

I can't say that this little guy is hurt!

She just needs to grasp the strength. As long as she doesn't want this little guy's life, the master probably won't blame her very much...

After all, the other party is just a little boy, right? She is the Emperor’s disciple!

There was a murderous aura in her eyes, and she took a step forward again. This time the sneaker sword faced Luo Qingyu's snow-white neck: "Little thing, do you have to be obedient to see blood?!"

Feng Qingyu suddenly smiled, and two sweet dimples appeared on her apple-like cheeks. She smiled cutely and sweetly, but when she fell into Qinghuan's eyes, she seemed to have seen a ghost!
Chapter completed!