After dressing up as a sadistic female supporting role, I was spoiled by the villains

Chapter 32 It can’t be his little apprentice

"Master Nephew Luo, can you do me a favor?"

Sun Qing said, regardless of whether the man agreed to help or not, he had already taken out a piece of paper and sketched on it.

"There is nothing wrong with Mr. Nephew Luo's health. He is very healthy." Old man Sun said slowly, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a moment.

Soon, Luo Beixiao saw the little old man coloring the outline he drew on the paper.

is blue.

Luo Beixiao took another look, but still didn't see what he was drawing.

"Uncle, I am getting old. I have to take care of affairs while refining elixirs. I have no ability to divide my time."

Sun Qing put the paper up and looked at the painting on it with satisfaction. "I want to recruit a young apprentice recently. My nephew will help me find one."

The little old man put the drawing paper in front of the man, his eyes burning.

Luo Beixiao reached out and took it, his eyes passing over the outline of the blue suit on the drawing paper that was not a portrait at all.

It was a figure from behind, and it could be vaguely judged that it was a female disciple.

The hair is black, the clothes are blue, and the style of the sleeves is somewhat similar to the one worn by the young apprentice this morning.

But Luo Beixiao knew that this person was definitely not his young apprentice.

Xiao Yuan would never run to Yaofeng with nothing to do.

Even though Luo Beixiao never knew Shen Yuan's daily whereabouts in the sect, judging from the experience he had taken her outside in the past ten years, Xiao Yuan was not interested in things like elixirs at all.

Besides, Xiao Yuan is his apprentice.

Luo Beixiao looked away and put away the drawing paper in front of Sun Qing: "My nephew, do your best."

As for Master Sun's painting, it's strange to be able to find people by looking for paintings.

"Hahahahahaha, thank you so much, nephew!"

Sun Qing's eyes were shining, as if the prospective apprentice he was longing for would appear in front of him the next moment.

With the help of Master Nephew Luo, he really doesn't need to worry about finding anyone.

Tomorrow he will go to the medicine field again, maybe he will find someone earlier than his nephew!

Shangqingfeng

Shen Yuan was playing with a small blue flower in her hand, and her clothes had already been changed back to the white clothes of her direct disciple.

She couldn't help but think of a "creepy" sight that seemed to be being stared at from not far away when she was picking flowers in the medicine field this morning, and her hands moved.

Otherwise, she should be more careful recently and not go to Yaofeng for the time being.

Her intuition told her that it might not be very safe.

In the next few days, Luo Beixiao made a symbolic appearance in Sun Qingshuo's medicine field.

The man was dressed in begonia white and stood out among the green, purple or blue medicinal fields.

Fortunately, he came early and there were not many people in the medicine field.

On this day, Shen Yuan was still practicing swordplay in the yard, and Luo Beixiao came back from outside.

There was a purple sand vine hanging on the man's clothes, and Shen Yuan caught it at a glance.

"Where is Master going so early?"

She mentioned it as if she was chatting.

Luo Beixiao was very helpful to the woman's caring words, and her mood suddenly became happy.

The man's thin lips curled up slightly: "Yao Feng."

The sword in Shen Yuan's hand was a little unsteady for a moment, and the next moment her wrist was held by a man through her clothes.

The begonia petals that fell on the ground rose against the sword wind. The woman stood in front of the man, and the gaze in the fox's eyes gradually turned from the initial shock to concentration.

Luo Beixiao led her through the remaining moves, and Shen Yuan fell into silence.

She always thought that her sword skills were good.

It wasn't until today that she realized that she and Luo Beixiao were really very different.

The First Sword Lord is worthy of being the First Sword Lord.

(End of this chapter)