After all, Yang Tianxiao was worried about Hu Qing and asked Fan to keep an eye on her.
Fan Lao was only one step late and handed the child to her as soon as he arrived.
"What trouble did you get into again?"
Hu Qingzhu hugged the child and shook it, and spoke to him through a message. Finally, he said, "I took control and behaved like an ordinary late second-level disciple. There shouldn't be any suspicion, right?"
Fan Lao had a strange look on his face and also transmitted the message: "Even if you are a third-level postgraduate, they don't take you seriously."
Hu Qing: "..."
She doesn't like talking to him.
"If you like to suppress people, you might as well let Xiaolong follow me. The child will have to be whatever you say."
Fan Lao sneered, but remembered in his heart that he could not do this to Xiaolong in the future.
Asked her: "He doesn't have a name yet."
Hu Qing was confused: "Get up."
Fan Lao: "I'm still choosing. Tell me a few and I'll listen."
It's so cautious, it seems like I really like it.
Hu Qing looked down and saw that the little baby was awake and blowing bubbles at her.
A smile: "The dog is left behind."
Fan Lao: "What?" He suspected that he heard wrongly and picked his ears.
Hu Qing stared at his hand that wouldn't let go: "Ahem, it's easy to make a living."
Fan Lao: "Obviously he was born from a dragon, how could he be called a dog?"
Hu Qing: "..."
The bright red mouth of the baby in his arms pursed and pursed, slowly revealing a smile.
Hu Qing also smiled and said to him: "Call Quan Zi."
Fan Lao's expression condensed: "Get lost." Did he think he didn't know this was still a dog?
Hu Qing shook his son and said, "In my hometown, everyone shows modesty and calls their son "Quin Zi". When he calls "Quin Zi", he is his son, and everyone protects him."
Fan Lao was not happy, so why should he treat everyone as his son? He was hated and despised before he was born. Not everyone is qualified to call him son.
"No. You have to give him a noble name, more noble than a dragon."
It's more noble than the dragon clan. You can just call him Dragon God.
Hu Qing said he couldn't think of it.
Fan Lao: "Then just hold him until he has a name."
Hu Qing was stunned, isn't it you who has the final say? So you are here to punish me, right?
"Hu Qing, Hu Qing, Hu——"
Zhuji separated from the crowd and ran over, happily. It was only when she got closer that she saw Fan Lao, who looked at her.
Well, his face turned pale, he turned a corner in fear and ran away. His eyes were unfocused.
Hu Qing was so miserable: "Look, a good little girl was so scared by you that she even pretended to be blind and ran away."
Fan Lao glanced at her coldly: "Who do you like? Who are you making this scene for?"
"Ah -" When she said this, she became energetic and hurriedly searched for: "A very good seedling. I was inspired by her. I will take you to see it. If you think it is good, can we
Do you want to cut it off?"
Fan Lao frowned. Is he really interested? Do you want to accept him as a disciple?
Finally finding the woman in black, Hu Qing held the child in one hand and pointed with the other: "She is her, what do you think?"
The woman was watching the fight under the ring, and when she noticed something, she looked over, her eyes cold and sharp, her eyes calm and arrogant.
Hu Qing shook his arms at her and smiled so big that he almost jumped up.
The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, as if she was speechless, and turned around. She let them stare at her again without looking back.
Fan Lao was surprised, he was really a good seedling, but——
He looked around and said, "Give up. She has already been spotted by the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect."
Hu Qing: "Ah?"
Fan Lao tapped his chin in a certain direction: "There is a high-level immortal hiding there, keeping an eye on her."
Hu Qing: "Ah - our Shuangyang Sect is not bad either. Otherwise, go and talk to her. She is on the same path as you."
Fan Lao was actually moved, but it was a pity. Just when they looked at each other, he understood that the little girl was determined and would not change her mind.
"Forcing oneself is enmity."
Let Hu Qing change the target.
Hu Qing sighed and could only hold the child to see others.
After they left, the invisible immortal glanced at them lightly: Huh, you guys know each other.
After walking for a while, Hu Qing tugged on Fan Lao's sleeve and said, "That one looks good. Let's go recruit her."
Fan Lao took a look and saw that she was a good-looking little girl with a sweet smile. She smiled and looked at the blood splattered three feet on the stage without batting an eyelid.
Hu Qing: "Beauty, let's get to know Shuangyang Sect."
The beauty looked over in surprise and was stunned when she saw her holding the child.
Hu Qing patted the baby and said, "Little junior brother."
The beauty chuckled: "Such a small junior brother, he still has a tail."
Fan Lao has the ability to prevent his disciples from hiding their identities.
Hu Qing squeezed over and said, "Our sect's treatment is very good. If nothing else, if you have a child in the future, the sect will take care of everything."
The beauty smiled and said: "Are you planning to marry a man?"
Hu Qing's eyes lit up: "It's up to you to choose."
The beauty covered her mouth: "Forget it, I don't like that. I came to Wanxianmen."
Hu Qing: "Don't worry, choose multiple paths. Even if we can't be classmates, we can still be friends."
The beauty nodded: "Okay, I will remember you."
It's hard not to remember someone who came to recruit people with a child in his arms when he saw him for the first time.
Hu Qing was delighted.
Fan Lao poured cold water on her: "Someone is interested in that one too."
Hu Qing's joy faded and she looked around: "Hey, that's not bad, those long legs."
Fan Lao followed and looked at her and affirmed: "That's right. Her legs are in great proportion and she is a leg practitioner. She has also been targeted."
Hu Qing: "..."
After a while, he said, "That's fine, it smells good."
Fan Lao glanced at the man's waist: "Alchemist. Third grade. Has great potential. He is being targeted."
Hu Qing: "This, what a great fight."
Fan Lao: "She covered up. I guess she has a special physique and was targeted."
Hu Qing: "...You lied to me, right? Why do I think everyone is being targeted?"
Fan Lao was also surprised: "Your eyesight is not very good. You can accurately identify outstanding talents with just a few glances. Why don't you - from now on, you will be responsible for recruiting new members of the sect."
Hu Qing didn't believe what he said. It was very abnormal for a person who didn't speak human language to suddenly speak human language.
Fan Lao was helpless, didn't he have any trust in her?
"Ahem, why do you only choose female disciples?"
Hu Qing sneered: "Is Shuangyang Sect short of men? I'm the only one in such a big Tangshan. It's haunted."
Except for the beautiful masters who showed her the way at first, she later went alone. At midnight, the white mist shrouded the place, and a mournful cry echoed from time to time. It was painful for her body but also for her heart.
What's more, she has actually picked up a ghost, what if there is a second one?
What can Fan Lao say about this? He stretched out his hand to signal her to invite her. As long as you ask, Shuangyang Sect will accept it.
What a pity. Hu Qing looked around again and again. There were many excellent young ladies, but they didn’t have any ambitions in Shuangyang Sect. They all told her perfunctorily that they would remember it, but at first glance they didn’t take it seriously, let alone seriously consider it.
, and some told her directly that they had no worries about their future and came here just for the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect. If they could not enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, their original path would still be easy.
It can be said that it started with excitement and ended with a complete failure.
Not a single young lady was recruited.
The other Shuangyang Sect disciples have gained something, a big man named Qing Yishui.
Hu Qing felt that it was not his fault, it must be that the Feng Shui of Shuangyang Sect was wrong. He, the only female disciple, was lost and forcibly taken away.
Forget it, accept your fate.
"Actually, we still need to change our feng shui," she said to Fan Lao.
Fan Lao: "Put your standards aside."
Hu Qing hesitated and shook his head decisively: "No. Our cultivation tasks are heavy and ordinary people cannot bear them."
Fan Lao looked at her for several seconds: "You never complete tasks step by step, right?"
Hu Qing: "...One exception is enough, two exceptions are bad rules."
Fan Lao: You are so thick-skinned, and so considerate.