Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

Chu Jiaojiao: “???”

Sheng Jun: “…”

Jing Mo: "Puff..."

Hehehe Chu Xiaoqi is about to fail.

She actually dared to scold her master. She is finished.

Fight, fight!

I just can't stand seeing their deep affection as master and disciple.

Qin Wei also stood aside with his arms folded, looking like he was watching the fun.

Chu Jiaojiao was stunned for several seconds, then she looked down at what he was holding, and realized that it was all real.

A bright smile immediately appeared on her face. "What I mean is, where is the artifact that lives a hundred years, is outstanding in ability, is lively and lovely, gentle and kind, and is still strong and vigorous..."

Chu Jiaojiao's voice became lower and lower, and she could not continue her story. Finally, under Qingfeng's gaze, Chu Jiaojiao squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and burst into tears with a "wow".

"Master, I was wrong. I was talking nonsense. I was ignorant. Please don't bother with me!"

I knew she would be like this.

She is always the most active in causing trouble, and the most shameless in apologizing. She will just leave without giving any face.

Thinking of her rolling on the ground as a child, Qingfeng's eyelids jumped. He pulled her up and said through gritted teeth, "What a mess! You're so old, but you're still like a child. You always act like a spoiled brat."

Chu Jiaojiao looked at him flatteringly, "Then Master, you don't blame me anymore?"

"No blame." Qingfeng rolled his eyes at her. "If I get angry with you, I'll be mad to death."

"No, no." Chu Jiaojiao immediately laughed and took his arm and said, "My master is the best and most generous. He won't bother with a little girl like me."

Afraid that he would blame her again when he remembered, Chu Jiaojiao immediately began to divert her attention and complained, "Master, let me tell you, several senior brothers scolded me, saying that I was stupid and couldn't even find a divine weapon."

"They also blamed you, saying that it must be because you are so bad that you trained someone like me."

"Really?" Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, Chu Jiaojiao knew him very well and knew that his expression and tone meant he was angry, so she immediately nodded heavily.

"Really, really, how dare I lie to you? They really despise us as master and disciple. It's a pity that I am not up to the task and have brought shame to Master. I'm sorry, Master."

Qingfeng waved his hand, "I don't blame you, you are so young, let's go meet them, I also miss some of my brothers."

After saying that, he waved his hand, forcibly tore open the Ghost Gate, and walked in with sword in hand.

This doesn't sound like missing them at all, it's clearly about wanting to find them to exchange ideas.

There's more fun to watch.

Chu Jiaojiao immediately followed in happily.

Sheng Jun and the others also wanted to go, but as soon as they got there, the gates of hell closed.

The old man must have done it on purpose...

Qingyu and the others were talking when they suddenly saw Chu Jiaojiao coming over. The little girl had her hands behind her back and her chin raised, like a proud peacock.

"Why are you here?" Qingyu raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Chu Jiaojiao asked Qingfeng to hide first and not come in, so that he could see what his senior brothers were saying about him.

Chu Jiaojiao looked at them and said, "I'm here to tell you that my master is back."

"Your master?" Qing Yuan yawned, looking very uninterested. "Is he the rag picker?"

"You're back, so what? It has nothing to do with us. You don't need to tell us."

Chu Jiaojiao sighed and said, "Isn't this because I thought my master might be able to find the artifact?"

Qinglin laughed immediately, "Master? That's all you have. How powerful can your master, that rag picker, be? He's definitely not that great."

"That's it."

Several people laughed. Although there was no disdain on their faces, they did not take their master and disciple seriously in their hearts.

They were arrogant when they were alive. After all, they were the best in the Xuanmen. The only ones they could look up to were their junior brothers.

And the one who can find the magic weapon is none other than my junior brother.

Chu Jiaojiao's master? Go wherever it's cool.

"Master, you heard everything."

Chu Jiaojiao suddenly turned around and shouted, "I didn't wrongly accuse them!"

Qinglin curled her lips. Even if her master came, what could they do? Could they be afraid of a ragpicker like him?

Thinking about it, he looked up casually, and when he saw the figure, his expression suddenly froze.

"Little, little junior brother?"

"What little junior brother?" Qingyu also looked at him in confusion, was stunned, and then said ecstatically: "Little junior brother!"

Qingyun and Qingyuan also stood up suddenly.

Were they dreaming? Junior Brother was actually here!

Qingfeng looked at them, curled his lips, and said lightly: "I don't dare to accept it. I am just a rag picker. How can I be your junior apprentice brother?"

Hearing this, several people were dumbfounded. Then they thought of something and their eyes widened. "Are you this girl's master?"

Chu Jiaojiao put her hands on her hips and nodded her head like pounding garlic: "Yes, it's genuine!"

Qingyu and the others: "..."

"No, you didn't say that."

Chu Jiaojiao said confidently, "Then you can't guess it? The only one who can teach a disciple as amazing as me is my master. Is it that hard to guess? Master often says that you were the pillars of Xuanmen a hundred years ago, but I think you are nothing more than that."

Qingyu and the others blushed when they heard what she said.

They finally realized that the little girl had probably recognized them a long time ago, but she deliberately didn't recognize them. She was still holding a grudge, remembering that they had said before that she was not talented enough and could not find the artifact. Today, she brought Qingfeng with her to avenge her.

The expressions of several people were hard to describe. "Junior brother, why did you accept such a disciple?"

What a little rascal, and so narrow-minded.

As soon as these words came out, Chu Jiaojiao screamed, holding Qingfeng with one hand, rubbing her eyes with the other, and pretending to cry, "Master, look! This is how the uncles bullied me when you were away. Wuuwuwu, I just knew it. I am not lovable, no one likes me, I am just a pitiful little thing that everyone can bully."

Qingyu and the others were a little dumbfounded. What kind of person is this? Why would he cry so easily?

When did they bully her?

Seeing Qingfeng's cold eyes sweeping over, Qingyu groaned bitterly and hurriedly explained: "That's not the case. We didn't know you were her master."

Chu Jiaojiao leaned over and said, "Hmm, hmm, hmm, I don't know. You can't even recognize your own junior brother's apprentice, and you still have the nerve to say that you miss him every day?"

Qing Yuan: "We praised this girl when we first met her."

Chu Jiaojiao: "Oh, yes, yes, that's right. Later, when I couldn't find the artifact, you started to dislike me."

Qinglin: "Your master is a rag picker, but you said so yourself."

Chu Jiaojiao: "Yes, I said, when I was a child, my master did take me to pick up rags. A rag picker can't be a big shot? Do you know the sweeping monk? The great hermit hides in the city. People like my master are the real big shots."

Several people:"……"

Unable to explain, they looked at Qingfeng with resentment in their eyes.

Junior brother, where did you find such a tricky little disciple?