Fang Chen raised his arm and asked in a gentle voice, "Disciple, I am exempt from the courtesy."

"Okay." Yan Jue sat back and shook her feet lightly without any politeness. The sight of her hanging behind her back made his scalp numb.

The little girl looked frail and weak, but the somersault she just landed was already a great achievement!

Looking around the corridor on the third floor, he was stunned again and asked in surprise: "Where are the stairs of your house?"

"There are no stairs!" She looked back at Master Chuxin with big eyes.

Except for the stairs on the second floor, there are no stairs above the third floor of Caoyun. You can only go up and down by light kung fu.

Fang Chen asked na na, "How did you get upstairs?"

"Well -" Yan Juan bit her lip, grinned and said, "That's it."

After she regained her strength, she tapped her feet against the railing and danced lightly between the second and third floors, her clothes and skirts fluttering, and her fairy posture was in the wind.

Fang Chen's mouth twitched when he saw his disciple walking steadily and landing gracefully.

The armor on her body is clearly visible when she rises in the wind, but this is not all she shows.

His disciple, who was superior in martial arts to him, seemed to recognize him as his master simply because of the Gu...

I sent a message asking him to pick up Yan Yin and had been thinking about it all the way.

Unexpectedly, my interest was aroused and I joined the apprenticeship.

Look at the unpretentious carvings of the Lanjiang water transport system. They are all made of high-quality nanmu. A single beam in the house can buy the entire Jianyou Mountain!

Is there anything we can't do that we need him to do?

How careless! What on earth does this little disciple want from him?

Fang Chen whispered softly, unable to show off his master's words, so he asked tentatively: "What do you want me to do for my master?"

"It's not that difficult." Yan Qiuqiu's apricot eyes wandered around wildly, blinking back at Fang Chen, and said hopefully, "Catch Yuansheng for me without leaving any trace."

"Didn't you do it?" He finally knew that he was useful.

Yan Jue shook her head and said in a flattering but not flattering tone: "I spent a lot of effort to track him down here, specifically waiting for the master to come and catch him."

Fang Chen laughed angrily. If Yan Yin hadn't come to the door on her own, everything today could be reasonably explained as a conspiracy!

"Who told you?" It's quite interesting that a person who lives into the seventh century can marry someone who is plotted against him.

Yan Jue raised her eyes and looked towards the top of the fifth-floor pavilion. The man immediately sat down on the fence with tacit understanding.

The two wore the same style of straight skirts and skirts, swaying their legs on the fence and looking at each other in the air.

When Fang Chen sees the person clearly and there is a tacit understanding of the interaction, does this mean there is adultery?

Feeling useless and having nowhere to vent, he finally found an outlet and cursed loudly:

"You bastard, little bastard! Are you looking for someone to trick me?"

Yan Jue was not happy at this call, and her eyes were red with grievance. She asked pitifully: "Master doesn't like me?"

Looking back, he saw his little disciple with tears in his eyes. Fang Chen, who was most afraid of tears, visibly froze. All his temper was gone in an instant, and he said coaxingly: "No, who said I don't like it? That bastard? Don't listen to that little bastard. You are talking nonsense, Master likes it!"

Seeing Chengyun, he was relieved. At least the origin of the young apprentice in front of him was not a problem, otherwise he would have to worry about whether it was time to sell his life.

Not to mention that beautiful face, how can a disciple with good origins, wealth and power be bad?

The man on the top of the pavilion glanced at the sky and reminded Yan Juan that the emperor's banquet was about to begin.

Yan Juan nodded without any trace, and couldn't help but sigh for this really old old man. The tears of his female disciple could kill her!

Fortunately, she never resorted to tears!

She pretended to sniff, looked at the sky outside the window, and reminded with embarrassment: "Master, Beiyong Seal Opening Banquet is about to begin. If you don't come soon, Yuansheng will be eaten, and the Gu mother will be taken away again."

"Gu, Gu, Gu, Gu mother?" Fang Chen was so excited that he couldn't even speak clearly.

He was even more excited when he saw Yan Juan nodding her head.

At first I thought it was just a small bug, but I never thought it was the most tabooed item among the Southern Chu royal family!

The legendary poison that lies dormant for a long time waiting for an opportunity to hurt people.

He disappeared mysteriously more than 20 years ago, but has never been heard from again. Why can the young disciple be able to track him down?

Are you still bold enough to conclude that it’s the Gu mother?

"Are you sure?" After the excitement, Fang Chen looked at his young disciple suspiciously and said in a low voice: "You have already brought Bai Lie's blood, why don't you go by yourself?"

Yan Ju frowned and said, "I hate bugs, it's disgusting."

Fang Chen:......

I seemed to hear breathless laughter coming from upstairs and downstairs.

If you hate Gu insects, why would you come to him to become a disciple?

Yan Jue pursed her lips, spread out her fair and tender green onion fingers and handed them to Master Chuxin, and asked pitifully again: "Master, are you willing to let me catch you?"

When Fang Chen saw those soft, boneless hands, all his sadness suddenly disappeared.

Slippery as cream, snow-white and slender, delicate and white, all the words I could think of flew up to the altar.

I really couldn't let go of such a pair of hands, and subconsciously blurted out: "Master, I can't bear it."

"That's it! It takes someone special to catch the voodoo." Yan Jue raised a cute smile, pulled the long arm of the seventy-year-old man, tapped the fence lightly when no one was prepared, and let him fall to the ground. Fang continued:

"My disciple knows how to find the poison. Can't he just help the master catch it?"

What does it feel like to be led away by your disciple?

Although Yifei was calm and didn't show any signs of panic just now, the old man was still making noises in his heart.

After calming down, Fang Chen asked, "What is your disciple's specialty?"

Yan Ju raised a cute smile again and replied a little shyly: "Let's just make money!"

Fang Chen wiped his face again. He has not mastered this skill even at the age of seventy. He is lacking it!

He looked back at Chengyun, who was walking towards him, and asked angrily: "What is your relationship with my disciple?"

"Let's call him disciple-in-law!"

Chengyun hugged the bone fan and tapped it gently on his shoulder. Yan Juan also took out the dark-colored fan from her waist to hide her smile.

As an old man from Xiyao, can I not understand the significance of the fan to the regent's palace?

This kid finally fell into his trap! Let’s see if he will be killed in the future!

He didn't miss the discord in the old man's eyes. He curved his lips generously and sighed: "Old man, there is always a first-come, first-served basis. I am in a good mood today, and I will give you my wife as your apprentice!"

You obviously asked him to catch the gu, but you said it as if you were giving a huge benefit?

"Once a teacher, always a father, call the master and come and listen." He said this to Chengyun.

It’s not a loss to have such a lovely disciple, but it’s sad to have a disciple who is evil-minded and seeking profit!

It's just that Gushuo City suffered a little loss for him, but still remembers it now?

If you don't have enough trouble on your own, why don't you bring your wife to do it?

How can you accept it if you don't ask for some benefits?

"My wife's master is naturally my master." Chengyun naturally would not ruin his wife's plan, and without any hesitation he bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, master."

Being so straightforward made Fang Chen's mouth twitch.

I thought I could embarrass him!

Looking at the carriage that had been prepared not far away, he could only shake his head.

Even the car is ready, isn’t it a conspiracy?
Chapter completed!