I have been assisting these years

Feng Changyu said that he was going to take a look at this entry test.

Reluctantly, Qi Jin pushed Feng Changyu's wheelchair to Yuqingque's Shouque Terrace.

She actually didn't understand why such a practitioner would still use a wheelchair.

The wood is so heavy.

Qi Jin gritted his teeth and cast a spell to make it look effortless.

"Senior Sister, how can your skills be..."

The messy headdress on Feng Changyu's head was enough to make Qi Jin feel blind.

It's a bit shaky when talking, and it's more dazzling.

Contrary to the simple attire when we met for the first time.

"I don't know either." Feng Changyu's figure looks very thin. If it weren't for the jewels on the other end that added a bit of weight to her, it might make people feel that this person will burp in the next second. .

"Probably too bad luck."

Feng Changyu said this sentence lightly, Qi Jin didn't know how to answer it, so he had to say "oh".

Always feel like you're lying to me.

She usually talks a lot, but the disciples of Yuemen looked at her strangely because of the broken system before. The fellow practitioners of the three sects, in fact, there are not many who suit her eyes, and they still talk a lot. , might as well forget it.

Panic.

Feng Changyu, who had admired her name for a long time, didn't feel like someone she could chat with.

And what is the reason for being too unlucky.

I do not believe.

Qi Jin pushed Feng Changyu's wheelchair, curling his lips at the back of Feng Changyu's head.

But Feng Changyu seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, "Does Junior Sister hate me?"

This sentence was spoken softly, and the last word was bitten by her with a long aftertaste, as if it was sung, it aroused goosebumps all over Qi Jin's body.

"No."

Qi Jin trembled, feeling that this senior sister was a little bit like a cultivator.

The spirit of immortality can't fit on her at all, it's more like a monster.

"Really?"

Feng Changyu supported his face with one hand, and leaned his elbow against the armrest.

Yunqiao only takes a moment, but there is still a way to get to the Shouque Terrace of the entry test.

Jumping up and down is not allowed in Yuqing Temple, and they will mess around with a little cultivation, so a large group of cultivators abide by the door rules, except for the use of tools, it seems that there is no case of self-sufficiency based on cultivation.

Not to mention that it takes a little practice to fly up to the Thousand Layers of Clouds.

If there is no need for Yunqiao, do I have to carry Feng Changyu up?

Qi Jin is really grateful for his status as a direct disciple, otherwise he would have to walk such a high level with the outer disciples.

The leg will definitely break.

You can meet many acquaintances on the road.

More eyes were on Feng Changyu.

Qi Jin was all stared at.

Wearing a veil, Feng Changyu can still block these messy eyes.

"Isn't this Luna?"

Feng Changyu's "really" that Qi Jin was about to answer hadn't uttered a word before a voice with obvious ridicule came over.

From afar, I saw a woman in a crimson robe driving over the bridge of clouds.

The public cloud bridge also has this function, which is driven by cultivation, unlike the cloud bridges of various sects, whose trajectory is fixed.

Qi Jin knew who was coming when he heard this voice that sounded like it had been scalded by a boiling kettle.

She turned her face away, she really didn't want to talk to this person.

Su Ming sighed, "Your Moon Gate is really arrogant, no one even looks at me."

The repair robes of the Star Gate are crimson purple, which looks quite expensive. Qi Jin always thinks it looks better than the gray color of their Moon Gate.

However, he is also picky. Su Mingzhen is not very white, and his height is about the same as that of the top senior brothers in other schools. He also has a flat figure with his chest on his back. At first glance, he looks like a man.

But the glib tone is very pleasing to the teachers and sisters.

The only bad thing is that she likes to take nicknames, but this is still optional. One of the senior sisters and junior sisters is called Qingqing, and the other is called Tiandou. To her, it is seven catties.

After Qi Jin grew up, no one called her that. I didn't expect that in the book, she could be so eager to broadcast like a repeater.

As a result, over time, the teachers who taught and taught the class would occasionally call out like this.

"That would not dare."

It was Feng Changyu who answered the conversation. She still maintained that posture, but glanced at Su Mingzhen slightly, "I haven't seen you for a while. You are now the deputy director. Your promotion is really fast."

Feng Changyu's speech is always soft, but this kind of softness is not sticky, not the kind of teenage girl's coquettishness, mixed with this bit of flattery, and it's a bit too much to say seduce, now I can't hear it, it's not serious anyway Congratulations to the Eight Classics.

Qi Jin concentrates on pushing the wheelchair and manipulating the Yunqiao under his feet.

She had just deduced that Feng Changyu was not a serious congratulation, and the next second she heard the congratulations from her elder sister Jiao Didi.

A little tired.

Su Mingzhen was also disgusted, and pursed his lips, "Stop laughing, pretend I can't hear it."

Not only does she look like a male monk, but even her bun is that of a male disciple. This is the first time Qi Jin went to a hot spring with senior sisters from other sects, and she was shocked when she saw Su Mingzhen.

When he smiles, he shows his big white teeth, like a dog.

"How can people laugh at it?"

Feng Changyu looked at Su Mingzhen, "Since they are all deputy directors, are you the gatekeeper for the new disciples of Star Gate?"

"Yes," Su Ming's pillow fell to the ground, and the cloud bridge dispersed. She seemed to have just remembered that Feng Changyu was sitting in a wheelchair, "Is it crippled? Bewitched? Can you still stand up?"

Feng Changyu felt that this former fellow practitioner was quite similar to his junior sister in some respects.

"perhaps."

Ahead is the defending platform for the entrance test. The afternoon session has not yet started, but some disciples have already arrived.

The road to cultivating Taoism is extremely long, and Qi Jin still doesn't know what Taoism she has to cultivate. Although her elder brother gave her a peerless sword, she still uses it as a mirror.

The most common one is the way of swordsmanship, the easiest way to enter the way, but also the hardest to enter the desperate situation.

Feng Changyu also seems to be a swordsman, and Qi Jin listened to him while taking a bath and chatting together.

"If you are disabled, the number of brothers in the sect who want to marry you will double."

Su Mingzhen's words were a bit hurtful, and Feng Changyu just raised his eyebrows, "What about you? You also have this intention?"

Qi Jin was about to choke on his saliva.

Hurriedly called the system to check the favorability of these two people.

After the system upgrade, there are no red bars all over the screen, otherwise there will be a strong low-end web game style.

But to be optimistic about the sensitivity, you need to adjust it separately, except for the heroine and supporting role.

[Su Mingzhen's favorability towards Feng Changyu is 66]

[Feng Changyu's favorability degree for Su Mingzhen is 65]

I thought they knew each other very well, but...

Over [-] is an acquaintance, over [-] is a friend, over [-] is a close friend, and over [-] is a life-and-death acquaintance.

But how to measure feelings, Qi Jin has to judge again.

"Me? Forgive me," Su Mingzhen has thin lips and loves to smile. She was voted on the list by popular votes, but she was on the list of male disciples.

It has nothing to do with female disciples.

"Yuemen is the only seedling, whoever wants to be served by the master of the moon with a song of Qiuqin, I will vomit blood just by singing one."

"It seems that you still think about it."

Feng Changyu lowered her head and laughed. Her narrow shoulders made it easy for people to feel protective. Her laughter was different from others, and it was nowhere close to itching.

Qi Jin trembled again.

"Yuemen isn't your only seedling now, isn't it?" Su Mingzhen walked forward, turning his head to look at Qi Jin who was pushing the wooden wheelchair.

Qi Jin, a moon-white cultivator, still looks like a young girl. The appearance of a cultivator ages very slowly, and gradually becomes fixed when he grows up, and only changes a little after hundreds of years.

Qi Jin looks a bit small, but he is not short, and he is easy to recognize with his unique repair robe with intricate silver threads.

"It's not that there is still Qijin Junior Sister." Su Mingzhen blinked at Qi Jin, "This Junior Sister is much more interesting than you."

Qi Jin twitched the corners of her mouth, she thought both of them were good...

that.

It caused her strong discomfort, she was not beautiful enough, and urgently needed to be remedied.

"How interesting?"

Feng Changyu asked.

She had just left customs, and she didn't know much about her junior sister.

Leng Qiuzi has been very busy recently, so she said she would introduce it formally when she had time, but she didn't say anything more about the details. She didn't respond to Feng Changyu's plan to bring a half-demon into the door, and she spoiled her a bit lawlessly.

"When I was a fellow practitioner with you, you were number one in the four disciplines."

Su Mingzhen couldn't hold back his laughter, and when Qi Jin glared at him, he finally succeeded, and laughed out loud.

"You junior sister, you are now at the bottom of the four."

It's really embarrassing.

There are other disciples from the four sects who come and go, the four colors of moon white, crimson purple, dark blue, and light blue, who can be recognized at a glance.

Su Mingzhen is the deputy head of the Star Gate. She is dressed in a purple robe and looks more refined than the direct disciples. In addition, she is already heroic and tall, so she is easy to attract attention.

Many people are looking this way.

"What happened to the bottom?"

Feng Changyu raised his eyes and looked at the tall arches of the Mingjing Platform, the entrance test place, "It won't be the bottom forever."

Qi Jin was so moved that he was about to cry, and his affection for Feng Changyu rose in his heart.

But when Feng Changyu didn't move at all to him, and he didn't even compare to Su Mingzhen's favorability value, which was half of Su Mingzhen's value, he quickly calmed down.

"Going out of the same school is a good relationship."

Su Mingzhen strode forward, hey, "Is the head division still accepting disciples this year?"

"I still ask you to see if there are any good seedlings?"

There are several days of entry tests every year, and there are so many ordinary people who come to sign up. Most of them are screened out in the initial screening, and the rest are actually not that good. They are basically the material of outer disciples.

Most of the direct disciples of the four sects are from aristocratic families of Taoism, or they were chosen by the chief when he was traveling, and very few of them can pass the entrance test in one step.

"Oh, I forgot that even you Yuemen despise those who come down from the mountains."

This is a bit bitter to say, but the only two direct disciples of Yuemen, one was brought by the chief himself, and the other came through the back door.

There is no position.

"If you're so sour, get out," Qi Jin said to Su Mingzhen. She really didn't have a good impression of this man. Su Mingzhen was the husband in the formation class before, and she was called by her name every day, and she almost failed the exam.

Fortunately, the class was successfully completed, otherwise she would have to beg for mercy.

"Junior Sister Qijin is really heartless."

Su Mingzhen sighed, just in time a star gate disciple who was wearing the same crimson robe as Su Mingzhen ran over from a distance——

"Deputy Su! The chief is looking for you."

"understood."

Su Mingzhen waved his hands, turned his head to Feng Changyu and Qi Jin and said, "Then I'll go first, the position of the Moon Gate is still reserved, you can just ask the disciples in charge of guarding the tower."

"Hey Qijin, I called you here yesterday, why didn't you come?"

"Go away, go away!"

Qi Jin felt that this person was really annoying, so he spat out a word impatiently.

Su Mingzhen was not angry at all, and walked away with long legs.

The guard tower was very lively. Qi Jin came to the entrance test last time, but there was no trace of the hero at all.

Now that the male protagonist has been found, he has become her younger brother, and the female protagonist is her senior sister.

Then what am I?

Light bulb?

She sighed in despair, wondering when the female supporting role would come out.

If the young horse and bamboo horse are young, the male lead is missing, so he will definitely find out, right?

The arches of the tower guarding the tower are very high, comparable to the moon rings of the moon gate.

The Moon Gate and the Yang Gate are very close, with the Shouque Terrace in the middle, and the Star Gate and Chen Gate on the other side.

The gates of the entry test are arranged in order, and only the chief division is eligible, but the position of the moon gate has always been vacant.

Leng Qiuzi is the eldest disciple of Lord Que and the main force in the struggle of the Three Realms back then, so she has a heavy burden on her shoulders.Qi Jin has not seen her master for so many years.

For the remaining three seats, the head of the Yangmen is the second disciple of Lord Que, named Ying Qingzhou, who looks smiling, has an older mature male temperament, and is said to be good at the way of the sword.

The director of Chenmen is a man with a beard, the third disciple of Lord Que, surnamed Jiang, Jiang Wubo, Qi Jin took his courses, comparable to his high school history teacher, rambling, very sleepy, Up to now, she has not figured out what way to practice, she suspects it is the way of hypnosis.

And the director of the Star Gate is a woman named Feng Zhi, which is a crazy name.When walking, it shakes and shakes. If it has a tail, it is probably a fox tail. It always holds a round fan and makes a delicate voice.Qi Jin hadn't met this star gate chief a few times. It was said that he liked to stay at home, and he liked to sleep in her place.Many male disciples find it difficult to resist the charm of Feng Zhi's boss, let alone this boss with revealing clothes and a seductive figure.

But it's not a gentle person. There was a public class on medical science, and she scolded the student who misunderstood the eight meridians. She shook the fan while scolding. wanna die.

Terrible this book.

Qi Jin was even more desperate.

How did I survive until the end of the public class?

She was lost in thought, and suddenly heard Feng Changyu ask——

"Does Junior Sister like Su Ming pillow?"

The author has something to say: Qi Jin: Be alert!

"I suspect that the heroine is bisexual" - by Qi Jin

"My Junior Sister Looks Like That" - by Feng Changyu

"These Years of Staying in School as a Teacher after Graduation" - by Su Mingzhen