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Chapter 1162 Dressed as a stallion hero's master (12)

"Senior Sister?" Seeing that Mu Xueyao kept her eyes on him but didn't speak, Song Yan left and called out.

Chu Wu had already informed him that she would send her senior sister to teach him in a few days, and Song Yanli had also known about Yuluan Peak before, so she would not admit her mistake.

"Ah."

No matter how shaken Mu Xueyao's heart is, on the surface she is still expressionless, and the persona of the cold and serious senior sister is very bearable.

"I will teach you the exercises."

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister."

"I want to pass on your mind..."

Although Mu Xueyao has always been an "only child" (?), favored by one person, but as the first child (?) eldest, probably an adult governor, she also accepts the sudden addition of a younger brother from below. Very sister-in-law.

It's just that he is very restrained when teaching, and all the moves of the mind are taught with spiritual thoughts, which is very responsible.

Occasionally, Song Yanli's posture was not standard, and he corrected it with his own sword, without making physical contact.

From the perspective of outsiders, maybe she is not easy to get close to others like her master.

Only Mu Xueyao knew clearly——

Is this the younger brother or the younger sister?
Let's take it easy and keep a distance. Although the master will not cut off her claws in a fit of anger because of such a trivial matter, as a disciple, he still has to do his best.

Mu Xueyao suddenly had a feeling...

The illusion that I was raising my little lover for my master? -
Although Tianyan Sect is a big sect, there are countless mountains underneath, and each peak has its own master's inheritance and proficiency in secret techniques. Although the disciples uphold mutual help, they don't know the bottom line.

Every year, new disciples not only study with their respective peak master masters, but also need to go to the university hall to study literature.

Including the laws of the Tianyan sect, literary accomplishment, and some basic common sense in the world of cultivating immortals.

Song Yanli is no exception.

That day, Song Yanli was wearing a white student uniform, and his long splashed ink hair was pulled up by a bright blue headband, revealing a pair of jet-black bright eyes, ignoring the crippled leg, he was really a young man Pianran.

Mu Xueyao sent it to Qiuxue Peak, and before leaving, she handed him a low-level magic weapon, "This thing has a built-in spirit stone, and it doesn't need spiritual power to drive it. You just need to throw it in the air, and it can drive you back and forth between here and there." .”

"I'm leading the way for you today, and I won't come back in the future. You have to go back and forth by yourself."

Although Mu Xueyao was dragged by her master to take care of the new junior brother, she also had to practice herself, so it was impossible for her to be a personal nanny 24 hours a day.

It's great to be able to do that.

Song Yanli accepted it, her hands were as white as jade, and she said obediently with her downcast eyes, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Mu Xueyao nodded in relief.

She is not talkative either, I don't know if she learned from that master Chu Wu, or because there are too few people on Yuluan Peak and no one to talk to, her personality was cultivated the day after tomorrow.

In the end, Mu Xueyao only said, "Listen carefully."

"I understand."

Song Yanli complied obediently.

As Mu Xueyao left, Song Yanli dragged his lame leg towards the school. He walked not slowly, and his figure was tall and handsome when viewed from behind, but his limping posture was inevitably damaged a bit. sub-degree.

Before reaching the door, several people in blue robes jumped out.

"You are Song Yanli, the new disciple of Yuluan Peak?"

Song Yanli ignored these people and continued to move forward, but those people took advantage of their legs and walked quickly to block Song Yanli.

One of them said contemptuously.

"I thought it was some kind of unborn genius, but it turned out to be a waste with four spiritual roots, and also limped a leg."

"What's the matter? It's been a few days since you started, and the venerable hasn't healed your lame leg yet?"
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Happy Children's Day~
(End of this chapter)