Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

Feng Luan and Lin Yinhe saw Yu Xiangwan, stepped forward and saluted respectfully, saying in unison.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

Yu Xiangwan nodded slightly, then looked at Su Fujin beside him.

She has a slender figure, skin as white as snow, red lips and white teeth, and a face that is white with a rosy glow, a healthy color.

Her beautiful eyes seemed to speak, clear and lively. A few light red swallowtail butterfly velvet flowers were pinned in her thick black hair, making her look lifelike and vivid, as if she would take flight in the next moment.

The same red disciple uniform, when worn on her, was like the icing on the cake. It was not the clothes that complemented the person, but the person who was wearing it, and she managed to wear it with a sense of elegance and refinement.

Although his temperament remains quiet, this little disciple is very different from before.

Feng Luan and Lin Yinhe looked at each other when they saw this, and knew that the master and disciple had something to say, so they said goodbye and left in a tactful manner.

"Master."

Su Fujin's voice is like pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant, but her calm temperament makes it easy for people to ignore the quality of her voice.

"Fujin, please sit down."

Yu Xiangwan sat at the stone table in the yard, took out the tea from the orchid ring, thought for a while, and changed the tea into fruit tea.

Poured a glass for Su Fujin.

Su Fujin didn't expect that his master would prepare fruit tea. He looked at the peach-pink fruit tea in the cup that was slightly cold and looked at Yu Xiangwan.

Yu Xiangwan didn't pour himself fruit tea, but instead poured himself a cup of steaming hot tea.

For hundreds of years, he still had a craving for food, but it was no longer as strong as when he was young.

He didn't make fruit tea much later on. This pot in his hand was the one Changle asked him to make last time.

Seeing that Su Fujin just lowered his eyes and looked at the fruit tea in his hand without moving, Yu Xiangwan felt puzzled, but his tone was calm when he asked.

"Fu Jin doesn't like sweet things?"

The clear voice in his ear brought Su Fujin back to reality and he shook his head.

"Master, I like it."

As she spoke, Su Bai picked up the cool fruit tea in her hand and took a sip.

The peach fragrance spreads between the lips and teeth, mixed with the cool sweet juice, calming the mind and relieving restlessness.

Sensing the rich spiritual energy mixed in the fruit tea, Su Fujin looked up at his master in surprise.

Then Yu Xiangwan looked at her with gentle eyes and asked softly.

"how?"

Su Fujin put down the fruit tea and replied,

"It's sweet and fragrant, rich in spiritual energy, and delicious."

She just commented and didn't ask any more questions.

Yu Xiangwan smiled faintly, "Since you like it, you can come and find me when you have time. I have many teachers here."

If he doesn't have it, he can make it now. Anyway, he hasn't used up much of the ice in his orchid ring.

It won't take much time.

He could not help but indulge Su Fujin in his heart. After all, he was his apprentice, and rounding it off, he was half a relative.

But if I ask myself, I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a teacher.

So I wanted to compensate her more in other ways.

Su Fujin didn't expect her master to speak to her like this and was stunned.

"Thank you, Master."

"Master, this is the ten thousand year old spiritual milk that Fu Jin obtained when he was on a mission."

After saying this, Su Fujin carefully took out a porcelain bottle from the storage ring and handed it to Yu Xiangwan.

Yu Xiangwan was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that his little disciple would have such an opportunity.

Although this ten thousand year old spiritual milk was born in an extremely cold and dark place, its own spiritual energy is ridiculously strong.

Even just a drop is not something that an ordinary cultivator can withstand. It is easy for the body to explode and die because the spiritual energy is too strong and cannot be tolerated.

It needs to be diluted a hundred times, and only one drop can be taken. The spiritual energy will be restored in an instant, which is several times better than many elixirs in the world of immortal cultivation.

Judging from Xiao Fu Jin's condition, the place where she found the spiritual milk stone must have been plucked out by her, right?

Although he was pleased with his little apprentice's filial piety, Yu Xiangwan still said.

"Fu Jin, the human heart is unpredictable. Next time you achieve something, don't show it to others unless it's absolutely necessary."

The moral values ​​in the world of immortal cultivation are weak, and there are countless cases of sons killing fathers, fathers killing sons, and fellow disciples killing each other.

My little disciple is still too naive.

Su Fujin pursed her red lips when she heard that, and looked at Yu Xiangwan hesitantly.

"Where's the Master? Can't you tell the Master?"

"Well. Master, there is no need to tell me." Yu Xiangwan nodded and did not think there was anything wrong with his words.

Su Fujin raised his head and looked at Yu Xiangwan with admiration in his eyes.

"Master brought me into the sect and led me into the right path. Disciple and Master are one, and I don't want to hide anything from Master."

Yu Xiangwan was stunned, then burst into laughter. He reached out his hand and gently placed it on Su Fujin's head, rubbing her head.

The voice is soft,

"Master understands."

It's a good thing if the child is well-behaved, and he doesn't want to be a parent who spoils the fun.

Besides, Fu Jin knows how to act in moderation.

Yu Xiangwan took out dozens of bottles of flawless pills, various spiritual fruits, and various talismans and magic weapons from the orchid ring.

After handing it over to Su Fujin, he gave her some guidance on her cultivation before leaving it at that.

Send away the obedient disciple.

Yu Xiangwan then walked towards Ye Zhen'an's courtyard.

As soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Ye Zhen'an standing at the door, looking at him in surprise.

Yu Xiangwan smiled and called softly.

"Senior brother."

"Changning."

The two of them sat in Yezhen'an Courtyard.

Ye Zhen'an seemed to know in advance that Yu Xiangwan would come to find him.