Chapter 777 Fighting for Disciples 2
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Feng Xingying just sat there, drinking tea one by one, and then took the fruit handed over by the boys to feed the rabbits.
Such a playboy style completely ignored Xia Changming's introduction.
Xia Changming couldn't tell why, after all, Yun Xiang also gave a gift to Feng Xingying.
Xia Changming's senior brother Su Xiliang couldn't stand it anymore, so he mocked him with a cold face:
"Junior Sister Qinghong, I always hear you say that the people of Dali know etiquette, but I think that's just that. A junior, when he saw a king-level alchemist, he didn't even worship him."
Yunxiang was smart and immediately went over and bowed: "My younger generation Yunxiang has met Master Su."
Su Changhe had long been dissatisfied with Feng Xingying's poisoning of his disciples, and then he let him go for another day. Now he entered the Tongtian Pavilion living room and was treated better than him, which made the master very unhappy.
How could he give Feng Xingying's apprentice face?
Pretend not to see it!
Feng Xingying is a man who has always protected his short-lived eyes and raised his eyes and said, "Yun Xiang, you won't come back yet. I have told you that your master is the master of alchemy. No one's alchemy skills can match your master's master. If you don't verify the identity of the other party, you will go and salute. What if you encounter a liar?"
Su Changhe's face turned green. He was a king-level alchemist and had a high status in the Shendan Valley. No matter where he went, there were thousands of outstanding young girls with outstanding qualifications and cried and asked for a disciple, but he ignored them.
Now, this Feng Xingying actually said that he is a liar?
Fortunately, he has a good disciple.
Su Xiliang immediately responded: "Little junior sister, I see this girl is about the same age as you, so you can ask her for some alchemy techniques."
"Yes!" Yuwen Qinghong was proud and could finally speak. He immediately used the etiquette of an alchemist to Fengxingying:
"The little girl has been learning alchemy with her master for four years. She is now a second-level alchemist. I will refine the second-level spiritual pill. Please give me advice."
She asked the senior for advice. No matter how Feng Xingying crushed her, she would always lose her identity.
If Feng Xingying refines second-level pills like her, her mysterious alchemist will inevitably be laughed at.
But if Feng Xingying refines Xuan-level elixirs, the two have different difficulties. If the quality is relatively high, it is easier for the second-level alchemist to refine the top grade. This will lead to Yuwen Qinghong winning.
This was the idea that her smart senior brother Su Xiliang came up with. When she thought of this, Yuwen Qinghong felt very proud. When she thought that she might win Feng Xingying, she was excited.
The eldest brother is right. When you see the enemy, you should not shout and kill. That is the lowest-level approach. If you really want to teach the enemy a lesson, you must trample her self-esteem under your feet and repeatedly trample on it.
Unexpectedly, Feng Xingying didn't even raise her eyelids, and just pretended that she didn't hear it and continued to feed the rabbit.
The rabbit in her arms was also a sperm. She was wearing a snow-white sable coat and could also make faces. She deliberately made faces when Yuwen Qinghong was talking, which was so pissing.
Yuwen Qinghong couldn't bear it anymore and said again: "Please give me advice!"
Feng Xingying then raised her eyes with disgust, glanced at Yuwen Qinghong casually, and continued to feed the rabbit.
This is Tongtian Pavilion, not a place for you to feed rabbits! You have to feed the rabbits home and feed them!
Seeing Feng Xingying feeding rabbits so charmingly, her senior brother looked straight, and Yuwen Qinghong wanted to scold Feng Xingying fiercely.
However, she had been taught by Su Xiliang before, but now she has forced herself to hold it back.
Chapter completed!