Quick Wear Host, She is Beautiful and Sweet

Chapter 1160 The master who dresses as a stallion and the male protagonist (10)

While talking, the two of them had arrived at Qingluan Peak.

Even when the young man raised his head to look at people, his eyes were slightly drooped, making it difficult for people to see the brilliance in them.

 There was no response.

 At least at this moment, he did not take the initiative to accept the title of "disciple".

 The young man pursed his lower lip.

"You should know..." The powerful monk could tell this kind of thing at a glance, "My talent is not good."

More than bad?

Chu Wu nodded slightly in response to Song Yanli's words, with a dignified and proud look, and her eyes fell on the young man.

 Unabashedly exposed.

  “Very poor.”

"yes."

 “Four spiritual roots.”

"…yes."

The young man responded one after another, and lowered his already low head, as if he was ashamed of it. He took a breath, and the originally clear young man's voice was also stained with a bit of embarrassment.

"There are so many people in the palace who are more talented than me, not just Shan Lei Ling Gen... You clearly have a better choice..."

"so what?"

Chu Wu interrupted his difficulty and looked directly at the young man in front of her with a beautiful face, "You want to give up the path of cultivating immortality because your talent is not as good as others?"

Her tone remained unchanged, always ethereal and cold, as if she was aloof from a silk fairy, yet seemed to have no difference.

To her, the monks below are all ants.

 It's not important, so there is no need to distinguish between them.

 Don’t like it?

No.

　　Yes—you don’t have to look at it.

"If that's the case." She glanced lightly and seemed to be about to leave, "You can go down the mountain yourself."

 It was clear that in the palace, Chu Wu took the young man away in an incomprehensible manner and accepted him as his disciple. But now when he arrived at Qingluan Peak Mountain, Chu Wu did not show any affection or regard for him.

 It very much follows the original persona.

　　　Xue Tuanzi also has something to say about this.

　　【Pretentious! This is to maintain the strong character of Yuanying boss! 】

"no!"

The young man in green shirt, who has always shown inferiority and alienation, spoke in an anxious voice, and his voice was finally filled with a hint of youthful eagerness.

“I climbed the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps up the mountain, naturally I came here to find the method of cultivating immortality!”

 One after another, there is certainty and sound.

Chu Wu looked at him quietly, without saying a word. The face no longer had any obstructions, but it gave people an ethereal and illusive feeling when he was close at hand.

Song Yanli bit his lip again. He quickly raised his head, and finally his eyes were completely exposed in front of Chu Wu.

He was dressed in a green shirt, with long hair splashed with ink, which made his skin white even more so, even a little sickly pale. But in this case, his lips were bright red.

Like delicate flower petals, and as eye-catching as bloodthirsty.

 There is no disharmony in the facial features and no lack of refinement.

The eyes were a deep ink color, very thick, but not deep. It seemed that because of the light shining into the eyes, they suddenly turned into strands of amber luster.

 Take a closer look.

 It’s not an illusion, it’s indeed a warm amber color.

  【Wow~】

Even Xue Duanzi couldn’t help but whistle.

 Have to admit…

 The host’s eyesight is indeed very good at picking out men!

 Speaking of which, he is still younger than the host. He was personally introduced by the host and trained as an apprentice in the early stage...

 The master-disciple year is the best!

"In this case, you can practice **** the mountain." Chu Wu said, "How to improve the remaining talents, spiritual roots, and the number of magic weapons you have... are all things that a master should consider!"

"yes."

 On Qingluan Peak.

 The spiritual energy is abundant and the fairy clouds are lingering.

 “What should you call me?”

Chu Wu spoke out, but for some reason, the cold and unapproachable misty fairy aura around her seemed to be a little more playful and naughty?

Song Yanli pursed his lips and seemed to let out a sigh of relief. He stepped forward and saluted, his voice filled with sincerity.

　　　"Master is above, and I will be bowed to you by my disciple."

 (End of this chapter)