Xie Weiran fainted from the pain.

In a daze, he was caught up and placed on the bed, and then the familiar warm current poured into his body to soothe his throbbing nerves.

As if the person who confirmed it said, he felt refreshed after soaking, and his hands and feet became warm.

The boy was about to open his eyes when suddenly his cheeks felt cold and a soft touch came.

His eyelashes trembled and he quickly returned to normal.

Zhu Yu finally pinched Xiaobai Tuanzi's face and liked it very much. The feel was as good as I imagined.

It's usually cold, so cute when I fall asleep!

If she hadn't been the identity of an immortal sect now, she would have wanted to scream twice.

Zhu Yu only touched him twice, reached out to smooth out his frown eyebrows, and then moved him away and continued to lose spiritual power.

The immortals and demons have been resentful for a long time, and the little devil has a special identity. Even though she is with the third senior brother, she is still worried. No one can guard her own help.

Zhu Yu sighed and looked at the beautiful little dumpling on the bed and felt a little reluctant to let it go.

The night is getting darker.

Xie Weiran woke up and heard a sound of breathing smoothly. He quietly opened his eyes.

The man actually fell asleep by his bed. The woman in white sleeps lazy, her hair scattered casually. She happened to be at his hand, and her long and dense eyelashes cast a silhouette on her face.

He looked at her for a moment, then lowered his eyes.

After a while, he turned slightly, trying to give in.

Unexpectedly, the hair at hand slid into his hand due to his movements, causing his movements to freeze.

The boy was a little confused. He was obviously worried about pressing her hair, but now he held it in a silence.

He was silent for a while and did not move away.

...

The next morning.

After breakfast, Zhu Yu packed up a full storage bag of things for the little devil, and told the little devil to eat on time. If there was any danger, he would find Mr. Li, who was teaching in Shanxia Town, and she would come over soon.

The two stood up and walked out. When Zhu Yu was about to pinch his trick, his sleeves were pulled.

She lowered her head and met the boy's dark eyes.

Xie Weiran looked at her cold and unparalleled face, hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really willing to accept me as your disciple?"

Expectation flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Yu was slightly stunned, knowing that he should be willing to stay, but he was very insecure.

She recalled the criteria for giving tokens at the disciple-taking meeting. The Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty was divided into internal and external disciples, and there was a difference between the elders and the Immortal Lord's disciples.

If you are just an inner disciple, the elder or immortal master will prepare a jade waist pendant and you can freely withdraw money, elixirs, magic secrets, etc. from the sect. The outer disciples have ordinary waist cards.

But if it is a personal disciple, it is a white jade waist pendant, forged by his master's own spiritual power. This object is not only a symbol of identity, but also has a powerful defensive effect.

Looking at the entire Qing Xuan Sect, there are not many people with white jade waisted pendants.

In order to avoid trouble in the future, Zhu Yu felt it was necessary to give the little devil the best one.

While thinking, she raised her hand to condense her spiritual power, quickly refined a piece of white jade, and cut some of the patterns she liked.

Zhu Yu wore the jade around Xie Weiran's waist.

"From now on, you will be my personal disciple."

Personal news...

The boy's heart trembled. Is this very special?

He lowered his head and looked.

The white jade pendant on the waist is crystal clear and shining with a cold light. If you feel it carefully, it seems to be as cool as the aura of the person in front of you.

A picture flashed through the boy's mind. It seemed that he had a jade pendant hanging around his waist at some point, but it was just a blue one.

He stared at the white jade pendant in a daze.

Zhu Yu reached out to sway in front of his eyes and smiled, "What, it's too late to regret it now."

The boy immediately shook his head, he raised his eyes to see her open his mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped.

He wanted to say that others said I was a monster, so why did the immortal take monsters as his disciple?

But when he saw her bright smile, he pursed his thin lips.

He was more afraid that she would suddenly regret it than to ask questions.

"Since I don't regret it, why don't you call Master to listen?"

Zhu Yu blinked and looked at the person in front of him, feeling happy.

Xie Weiran was stunned.

He has never been close to others and does not know how to be happy. He suddenly established a relationship and made him feel at a loss.

"Master."

He recited it dozens of times before opening his lips and calling softly.

"Well, good disciple." Zhu Yu smiled and reached out to rub his head.

Her smile was too dazzling, making people unable to bear to look away.

The boy lost his mind for a moment.

Then his hand was held by someone and he walked out of Changming Palace.

"In the future, I will follow the teacher to practice hard."

"Um."

...

Qianyi Immortal Lord Qianyi had not come out of seclusion for several years, and as soon as he came out of seclusion, he accepted a personal disciple, which soon caused a sensation in the entire sect.

Everyone speculated whether this person was an extraordinary talent or had any amazing talent.

After all, the Qianyi Immortal Lord has always been harsh in accepting disciples. How could it be easy for disciples who are attracted to by the Immortal Lord?

Zhu Yu led the people to his mountain, and the people watching the fun along the way surrounded most of the mountain.

It’s good to let everyone know each other so as not to deceive each other.

"Oh my God, this kid has no spiritual power at all. Did I see it wrong?"

"He doesn't even have the most useless spiritual roots, why can he become a disciple of Qianyi Immortal Lord?"

"Wow! This kid is so beautiful!"

"Can you eat beautiful food?"

There were many doubts in his ears. Xie Weiran frowned uncomfortablely, pinched the corner of the person's clothes on his side and leaned closer to her.

"I'm afraid there are few people in this appearance who can compare to it..."

"Hey, why do you look familiar?"

I don’t know who first proposed his personal name in the crowd, and everyone agreed, as if they were afraid that Zhu Yu would hear it, and the voices of discussion became smaller.

"A bit like the Qingyan Immortal Lord who was in seclusion..."

"The Immortal Qianyi really has a deep love for him."

Xie Weiran couldn't hear it clearly, but he really hated this face that was stunning to others.

He hates those naked eyes.

Zhu Yu turned his head and glared at the people coldly, then took the hands of the people around him and walked towards the palace.

When she arrived in the hall, she pulled the child in front of her and pinched his face, "Don't take other people's words to heart. Your master is me, so it's enough to listen to me alone."

"Um."

Xie Weiran nodded.

I wish Yu a little more at ease.

Raising a little demon in the Immortal Sect is originally a defiance of the heavens. His original intention is to have the opportunity to contact him, but he must not hate the people in the Immortal Sect even more.

Now he doesn't know that he is the choice of the future Demon Lord, so he won't say it for the time being. They are just familiar with it so that they will not think more.

Zhu Yu raised his hand and stroked his forehead, strengthening a layer of seal for Chi Yan.

When he grows up, he will no longer be bound by these things.

Then, let me tell him everything.

Zhu Yu continued to give some instructions, and suddenly the senior brother of the sect gave her order to go over, so she had to hand over the cleaning of the room to someone else.

"You are here to wait, and someone will come to help you clean up your room later."

Xie Weiran responded.

After everyone left, Xie Weiran sat alone on the cushion in a daze.

Soon, the door opened again and a boy walked in.

The man was wearing a light blue robe and long hair was tied up. When he looked at Xie Weiran, his eyes were sharp and cold.

"Sure enough, nothing is useless except for face."

The child's beautiful eyes instantly condensed.
Chapter completed!