Chapter 5948 Is There Such an Excellent Waste as Me?

Yun Chujiu blinked: "But, you even drank my teacher's tea! You can't deny it, right?"

The short old man almost threw the teacup in his hand on Heixinjiu's face. He had seen such a shameless person for the first time.

"Don't play tricks on me, I will never accept students with poor qualifications like you." The short old man pouted and said.

The tall old man didn't say a word, apparently tacitly acquiescing to the short old man's words.

Yun Chujiu said aggrievedly: "Master, why am I such a waste? In the previous Liuhe Waterside Grand Competition, I was the first!

And this time in the Trial of the Ruins of Miracles, I am also the first, is there such an excellent waste as me? "

The first thought that flashed in the head of the short old man was that Yun Chujiu was lying, so she could get the first place with such a waste of cultivation? What a joke, unless the other students are rubbish!

Dean Gu remembered that Yun Chujiu helped her clear the siege before, and said in return: "Senior, what she said is true, she is indeed the first in these two trials.

In this Ruins of Miracle Trial, if she hadn't won the first place, our results would have been even more ugly. "

The short old man squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, "Is there something tricky here? Just rely on her? I don't believe it!"

Dean Gu said to himself, I don't believe it either! But this is the truth!

The tall old man pondered for a moment and said, "Little girl, shouldn't that Bei Yu help you?"

Hei Xinjiu heard what the tall old man said, and immediately burst into tears one by one:

"Two masters, woo woo, please help me save brother Bei Yu!

He must not be dead, you are so powerful, there must be a way to open the Ruins of Miracles again, right? Come in and help me find brother Beiyu! "

The short old man glared at the tall old man angrily, what pot can't be opened and lifted!

The tall old man was also a little embarrassed, and said: "Little girl, the ruins of miracles can only be opened once in a hundred years, and there is nothing we can do.

Besides, since he has not been teleported, there are nine out of ten..."

"Impossible! Brother Beiyu will be fine, he may have entered some place where the formation is isolated, and he has not been teleported out, he must still be alive!

You are all lying to me, brother Beiyu will be fine, woo woo woo..."

The short old man was upset by her crying, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't cry! If you want to save him, practice hard, and go in to save people after a hundred years!

Anyway, to a cultivator, a hundred years old is still a little bastard, what are you anxious about? ! "

Only then did Hei Xinjiu stop crying, but she still twitched, how pitiful her red and swollen eyes were.

"Okay, you two go back. After the Centenary Competition, I will call the shots for you and clean up those bastards!" The short old man waved his hand and said.

Ding Wenwen can't wait to leave quickly, this old man is moody, don't shoot them to death again.

Yun Chujiu didn't move, she wiped her tears and said:

"Master, there will be a second round of competition tomorrow. I heard that there will be three tests of spiritual power, talisman making and alchemy. Should you two give me a small stove?

The so-called sharpening guns is not happy, but what if the content you teach is exactly the content of the competition! "

The short old man didn't have time to correct her name. Anyway, if he didn't accept it, he didn't accept it, and it was useless for her to call her. He said angrily:

"It's fantastic! Even if we are willing to teach, can you learn it?!"