Quick Wear: The top boss is forced to be a heartthrob

Chapter 73 The Beauty Immortal Venerable She Is Pious (13)

Rong Qing and Yuan Yuan smelled a faint evil spirit.

Seeing the grand scene where the other party selected students for her, Tang Zhu's lips curled up into a weird and interesting smile.

She slowly shook the jade bone fan in her hand, her posture was leisurely and lazy, and she raised her chin slightly at him, with a smile on her face, but there was no emotion in her cold phoenix eyes.

"Aren't you going to accept disciples for this deity?" She said lightly, "Why are you so surprised?"

Rong Qingyu was not surprised to see her.

When he saw Song Qinggu appearing next to Tang Zhu, his expression suddenly became sad. He turned his eyes sideways, frowned and pointed at Song Qinggu: "Isn't it appropriate for him to appear here?"

"What's inappropriate, the deity wants him to accompany you, why, is there any dissatisfaction with the younger brother?"

She had no expression on her face: "If you don't accept it, you will be beaten to death. It's not your turn to question this deity's decision."

Song Qing, who was standing beside her, lowered her eyebrows, and let go of her long and slender fingertips.

He knew that Rong Qing and He Tang Zhu had always been at odds.

It was only when they humiliated him that they would bring up the ridiculous relationship between senior sister and younger brother.

He glanced at the people under the high seat who couldn't hide their admiration.

How ridiculous.

In the past, he only had the role of kneeling at the bottom.

"..."

Qing Yunfeng Daojun is stunningly beautiful, like ice and jade, it is reasonable for people all over the world to respect her and fear her.

Such a high-ranking person, there is no one in the audience who does not imagine that he can become her disciple.

So in today's screening meeting, everyone can be regarded as full of energy.

A good apprenticeship ceremony, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Song Qinggu silently stared at Tang Zhu who was resting his forehead with one hand.

The other party seemed very interested.

In fact, the paws were hidden in the wide sleeves and secretly put on the jade pendant.

The jade pendant lay quietly in her cold white jade palm, glowing red from time to time.

He suddenly realized something, frowned, and sent her a voice transmission in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Don't play with jade pendants."

Hearing this, Tang Zhu slowly raised his eyes and glared at him.

The meaning of that look is very straightforward.

I want you to take care of it, my sister is rebellious.

Song Qinggu: "..."

While no one was paying attention, someone slapped her paw.

Before he could take it back, Tang Zhu grabbed his finger very quickly.

Now she doesn't play jade pendant anymore.

She started kneading and kneading his hands.

Her warm and soft fingertips landed on his bony knuckles, then fingertips, palms.

Finally, along his wrist bone, he touched the sinuous and hideous scar.

Song Qinggu obviously felt the opponent's movements pause.

Then he heard her voice in his consciousness.

Lazy, cool, gentle.

It was like pouring it right next to his ear.

The young man's fair ear tips were stained red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How did you do it?" He heard her tone faint, like complaining, "It's too bad for the appearance, why don't I get it off for you."

"Need not."

He lowered his eyes, paused, his voice was cold and magnetic, with a warm smile.

"The imprint left on me by the master, of course the apprentice must keep it intact."

Tang Zhu: "..." Come on, come on, this guy is acting weird again.

She curled her lips, and an extremely broken picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

She saw that in the water prison, heavy and cold chains bound the young man's pale wrists and ankles.

There was some clear golden fairy power attached to the chain, and as he broke free, the confinement on the wrist bone became more and more tightened, until finally, it was almost embedded in his blood and bones.

The original owner stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the painful Song Qinggu.

He was in so much pain that he wanted to die, but he couldn't make a sound, he could only stare fiercely at her with those clear peach blossom eyes——

That time his eyes were almost blinded by her.

When the point of the snow-white sword was about to touch his glazed eyes, it suddenly changed direction, and finally carved this mark fiercely on his forearm.

She said, this is a lesson, and she wants him to remember it for the rest of his life.

"..."

He listened.

Because there is nothing he can do.

　I am so miserable.

　　I don't dare to clean the room too clean, I'm afraid that the only garbage in the room will be me, huh.

　　Comfort me with tickets, right now yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)