After the body double failed, he became a fan of the world of comprehension

"I found it!" Qian Lianzi exclaimed, and the smile on his face deepened, "This is the gift from Master Uncle!"

Looking at the fried brush in Master Uncle's hands, the corners of Guan Mingyue's mouth began to twitch rhythmically.

"Thank you, uncle." Guan Mingyue replied with a half-smile, and raised her hand to take it.

This is a good gift, don't give it next time.

"Then it's..." Qian Lianzi's gaze swept around, and the ending sounded elongated.

Chu Ge, who realized that he had been locked by his uncle, was shocked, his pupils shrank sharply, and he smiled uglier than crying, "Uncle... can I not?"

"I can't." Qian Lianzi refused straight away, waved his hand, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes, "Xiao Ge is sensible, and wants to save money for the uncle, right?"

Chu Ge's face was full of confusion, and before he could think of any reason to shirk, Qian Lianzi had already taken out the gift he had carefully purchased.

"How about a little song, do you like it or not?" Qian Lianzi held up a handful of hay and grinned, "Master Uncle knows that you usually practice alchemy, so he gave you a handful of hay. You only need to add a little flame to it." It will spontaneously combust quickly!"

With the handful of hay in his arms, Chu Ge felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Master, if you can't afford to give a gift, you don't have to give it, really.

"Uncle Master heard the most during the journey, it was our little Qiao's heroic achievements. Uncle Master was very satisfied with this, and specially spent a lot of money to buy a precious gift for Xiao Qiao!"

Qian Lianzi's excited shout came from beside her ear, and Qiao Wan involuntarily looked at the three people who received the gift.

All of them have ashen complexions.

Qiao Wan swallowed, and took two steps back with her little feet, a trace of panic appeared on her face.

Help, she's so scared!
"Dangdangdangdang~ This is this!" Qian Lianzi raised the object in his hand proudly, "This is the chicken, feather, duster, and zi given to you by my uncle!"

Ha, feather duster.

Qiao Wan: ^_^
Qiao Wan smiled into emoji, and took the feather duster from Qian Lianzi's hand like a torch, and forced a smile on her face, "Thank you, uncle."

"We're all in the same family, so you're welcome." Qian Lianzi waved his hands, looking indifferent, and didn't notice Qiao Wan's body trembling with anger.

Qiao Wan resisted the urge to insert a feather duster into the uncle's head to stir up the muddy water, and looked sympathetically at the little junior who had been dazed for a long time.

"Zhuqing, you are not young anymore, there are some things...you have to bear alone." Guan Mingyue sighed softly, and expressed her heartfelt feelings to her junior brother through sound transmission.

Qiao Wan nodded unobtrusively, and seemed to fully agree with the elder sister's words.

"Xiao Song, come to Master Uncle!" Qian Lianzi waved at Song Zhuqing, her smile didn't look like that of an elder, but that of a child.

Song Zhuqing: I don't want to go.

Song Zhuqing looked aggrieved, and subconsciously raised Xiaolu's eyes to look at the senior brothers and sisters beside him.

Sensing Song Zhuqing's gaze, the few people who were still watching the show turned their heads in an instant, looking at the sky and the earth but not at Song Zhuqing.

joke!

At this moment, there is no so-called teacher-discipline friendship, since they didn't run away, then the junior brother will naturally have to experience it.

It's also good for young people to see and see what is a beating in the realm of comprehension!
Song Zhuqing: ...

I know you guys are unreliable!

Song Zhuqing walked slowly towards Qian Lianzi bit by bit.

Seeing his speed like a tortoise walking, Qian Lianzi couldn't bear to watch him, so he grabbed him with his big palm and grabbed him straight away.

Song Zhuqing's clean and tidy light blue gown suddenly showed a fist mark, and the fabric on the chest was completely folded together.

Song Zhuqing was startled, shook her body, stared blankly at the uncle in front of her, not daring to move.

"Look quickly, what good things Master brought you!" Qian Lianzi pulled out a piece of clothing from the bag, shook it off with great interest, and handed it to Song Zhuqing.

Song Zhuqing looked at the childish clothes that had been washed white in his hands, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked in a low voice, "Master... Uncle Shi, what do you mean?"

With a sincere look on her face, Qian Lianzi patted Song Zhuqing's thin shoulder, and said in a low voice, "My dear boy, there must be my uncle's intentions for doing this."

"You are young, so you want to get married?" Qian Lianzi shrugged and said in a low voice, "You can't be like your master and be a bachelor for the rest of your life, right?"

Song Zhuqing: ...

Yun Xing who heard it clearly: ...

Elder Jingyan at the side: ...

"This dress is given to you by my uncle!" Qian Lianzi sighed softly, and patted the young man's shoulder again, "Son, come on!"

Xu Shi really felt ashamed, and even Meng Su, who was always known for his thick skin, bowed his head in shame.

Song Zhuqing took a deep breath, thanked Master Uncle dryly, then turned around and returned to the position just now.

"Junior Brother." Sword Master Yun Xing took two steps forward, put his arm around Qian Lianzi's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Everyone in the world says you are a sword idiot, and those who cultivate swords put their entire wealth on this sword We all know how poor we often live in life.”

"If you can't afford to give a gift, then don't give it in the future." Sword Master Yun Xing raised his chin towards the opposite side, and said in a deep voice, "Look at the complexions of my disciples, one is getting darker than the other, and the color is almost catching up with the present." The boiler is gone."

Embarrassment flashed across Qian Lianzi's face, and she unconsciously hid the long sword inlaid with crystals at her waist behind her back.

Crowd: ...

Qiao Wan didn't show a cold face to the master and apprentice just because she received a fluffy feather duster. Instead, she cooked two more dishes and fed them well.

Elder Jingyan held his swollen belly, with a look of embarrassment, he stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into his mouth, his face was full of happiness.

"I've been bigu for so many years, but I missed such a delicacy!" Qian Lianzi slapped her thigh in hatred, and when she gritted her back molars, her square face turned into a trapezoid.

"My Qiao Qiao's hands are worthy of being treasured!" If you want to talk about Qiao Wan's loyal fans, you have to look at her master.

When Sword Master Yun Xing mentioned Qiao Wan, his eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, and he raised his voice and said, "I have made a decision. I will ask Qiao Qiao to cook me some food when the Fairy Gate Grand Competition is held. Wei Wuji is so angry." One falls!"

Seeing the master's proud expression, Qiao Wan shook her head helplessly, pinched the chopsticks and picked up a piece of stewed chicken wings for Meng Su, her gaze was very gentle.

Meng Su was so moved that she almost cried, biting the chicken wing, unable to speak.

Traveling with Master for these four years, I have eaten countless meals and eaten countless meals.

The master still has the ability to fast, but she doesn't. Now she is hungry and thin, and misses this familiar little courtyard all the time.

Now that there is such a beautiful little junior sister, Meng Su feels that all this is like a dream.

I'm afraid that if I wake up from a dream, I will live on the street again, earning some money by prescribing prescriptions for others.