Chapter 838 Master, Give Me a Hug? (12)

Feng Qian followed at the end of the team.

Among the disciples in this class, there are quite a few disciples with excellent bones and high talents.

Among them is the daughter of the head of the Qing Yu School, Rong Yuan.

There were eight people in the team, including Feng Qian.

There are only three women.

The other woman was also very distinguished, she was Sun Yu, the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister of the current dynasty.

These three women also happened to be standing at the end of the line, next to Feng Qian.

After several people stood up on the stage, Zhang Sun Yu first noticed the sudden wind.

She lowered her voice and said, "Who are you? Leave quickly, this is not a place for you to stay."

Feng Qian didn't have a trace of immortality on him, and it looked like he hadn't cultivated before, so he couldn't be a selected disciple.

Chang Sun Yu thought it was a girl who sneaked in on purpose.

"I'm here to apprentice."

Feng Qian didn't hide it.

Chang Sun Yu frowned, the head of the seat had already started to speak, there was an extra girl out of thin air, but no one came to the stage to drive her away.

What's more, it's important to have a teacher right now. Thinking of this, Chang Sun Yu didn't care about Feng Qian anymore.

The head announced the rules of the apprentice meeting.

The headmaster and elders above select the disciples to be accepted as disciples.

The disciples accepted at the apprenticeship meeting will all be direct disciples.

The man in purple was in a slack posture, leaning lightly on his back.

While shaking the folding fan, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the outstanding disciples below.

When Fu Yu's eyes fell on the girl on the far side, he paused, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

interesting.

There is actually an ordinary little girl.

It seems that this apprenticeship meeting is quite interesting.

He shook his folding fan and said lazily: "Brother, why not be the first one, let me choose."

Rong Qi looked at Fu Yu and nodded slightly.

Brushing his lips against the rain, he flicked the folding fan lightly, closed the fan, and held it in his hand.

Fu Yu's tone was very serious: "This year's female disciples are all beauties who are all over the country."

The elders and sect leaders present are also used to this coquettish and unscrupulous appearance.

He only twitched the corner of his mouth secretly.

Fu Yu got up from her seat, waved her folding fan and walked to the three female disciples on the far side.

Before the man got close, Feng Qian noticed that the two girls next to her lowered their heads shyly, pinching the corners of their clothes with their white fingertips, as if they were shy little girls.

Feng Qian only focused on looking at the fragments, and didn't pay attention to other people.

Sensing the changes in the two people next to him, Feng Qian raised his eyes to look at the person who came.

As a result, when he raised his eyes, he met the enchanting eyes of the man in purple.

Feng Qian: "..."

The little girl lost interest after one glance, and continued to look at her own fragments.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yu stood in front of Feng Qian.

The fragments were blocked, and the girl frowned slightly.

The man in front of him chuckled, closed the folding fan in his hand, and was about to pick the girl's chin.

Feng Qian paused, avoided it calmly, and took a step back slightly.

Fuyu inevitably fell to nothing.

He paused for a moment with the hand holding the folding fan, and then retracted it slowly.

Will the little girl still hide?

His interest instantly became stronger.

only……

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fuyu felt that there was an unintentional coolness rising from his back that was hard to ignore.

the other side.

Yun Zhuo's hands hidden in his sleeves were slightly clenched into fists, and then slowly loosened.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and the light in his eyes became colder for no reason.

It's just... this emotion is a bit inexplicable.

A little confusion slipped through Shangshen's eyes.

…

Fu Yu shook open the folding fan, and said to the little girl in front of her, "Little girl, how about being my apprentice?"

He smiled and looked at the girl in front of him with interest.

The moment the voice fell, Yun Zhuo's loose hand clenched again uncontrollably.

The two girls standing beside Feng Qian were originally shy and did not dare to raise their eyes, but when they heard this, they opened their eyes wide and looked at the smiling man in front of them.