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"Haha, Master, you have finally accepted a disciple. Woo, I'm not the youngest, those two bastards can no longer call me. Oh my God, I, Yu Xuanji, have finally been liberated! No, I want to have a good meal and reward myself..." In the distance, the little boy flew over with tears and laughter.

He looked at Chen Qianxin, his eyes shining.

"Hello, junior sister, hello. When we meet for the first time, I will give your senior brother the favorite roast chicken." Yu Xuanji took out a roast chicken from his hand, smiled and handed it to Chen Qianxin.

Chen Qianxin's delicate body trembled. She had seen strange flowers, but she had never seen strange flowers who treated roast chicken as a meeting gift as soon as they met.

"Is this your apprentice?" Chen Qianxin asked in a low voice.

"Yes, my third disciple." Jun Xian gritted his teeth and endured it without taking action.

This time, the majesty he established in front of him disappeared and his face was lost.

Chen Qianxin stopped talking, but just looked at Junxian with sympathy.

Junxian can't bear it anymore.

"Get out of here!" He grabbed Yu Xuanji and threw it hard.

"Ah!" Yu Xuanji screamed, shooting straight into the distance like an arrow, and there was no shadow in an instant.

"Little junior sister, wait for me to come back and have roast chicken with you..." Yu Xuanji's voice sounded from afar.

Chen Qianxinyue sympathized with Junxian.

And Jun Xian's face turned dark again.

"Your two other disciples should not be like this, right?" Chen Qianxin comforted Junxian with a heart.

The King and Fairy trembled, and she wanted to cry without tears.

Those two... are even more bizarre...

...

And the years ahead.

Chen Qianxin lived in this Beihentian.

As she wished, she got a large and quiet yard.

Here, she takes care of Chen Ran carefully.

She rarely goes out, and her life is so boring that Junxian even doubts whether the disciple she wants to accept is an old monster.

But she was willing to accept it.

Some people say that time is like a song, either vigorous or dull.

Some people also say that time can be gentle.

Chen Qianxin stayed by Chen Ran's side.

She felt that her years were wrapped in tenderness like water.

She enjoyed the tranquility.

And in this tenth year.

Chen Ranyouyou woke up.

Not far away.

Junxian's body shook and he was no longer calm.

Because he felt a fate of master and apprenticeship in his darkness.

"No way..." His scalp numbed out, feeling that the ancient saint was joking with him.

His heart looked at the place where Chen Qianxin was feeling, and it was completely messy.
Chapter completed!