The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 72 Stay away from crazy criticism
"Big guy."

As soon as Yan Qiao walked out of the Jiang family villa, a weak voice sounded in front of her.

Feeling the oncoming Yin Qi, she understood clearly.

Yan Qiao raised her eyes and stayed on the social beast for a few seconds. She said in a cold voice: "It seems that you have gained a lot."

"Thanks to the boss for his guidance."

Hearing this, the smile on the social beast man's face became even more flattering.

"Well, what do you want from me?" Yan Qiao nodded casually.

He asked hesitantly: "Do the Jiang family still need us?"

"No need." Yan Qiao nodded slightly.

After saying that, Yan Qiao crossed over from the male ghost and left the place.

The social beast stayed there for a moment, as if he didn't expect her attitude to be so casual.

Seeing Yan Qiao leave, a few more little ghosts quickly gathered around. They surrounded the social beast male ghost and asked with concern: "Boss, how are you doing?"

The voices of the little ghosts around him suddenly brought the social beast man to his senses. He lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, glanced at the Jiang family villa again, and said in a deep voice: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

The other kids were about to say something, but seeing his solemn look, they subconsciously kept silent.

When Yan Qiao returned to the villa in Yunwu Mountain, she found Ye Qingyue sitting in the hall, as if waiting for her to go home.

The first time she entered the villa, Ye Qingyue spotted her and his eyes suddenly lit up.

She hurriedly stepped forward and stared at Yan Qiao with bright eyes: "Where did you learn from, but you are still short of disciples? Do you think I am okay?"

As soon as she came up, she threw a series of questions to Yan Qiao.

Hearing this, Yan Qiao raised his eyes to meet hers, but felt a little surprised in his heart.

Is this the case for a descendant of ancient medicine?

Ye Qingyue understood her eyes almost instantly, and his face stiffened slightly.

She coughed uncomfortably and realized her recklessness, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was the one who offended."

Yan Qiao stared at her for a while, seeing the determination and purity in her eyes, and sighed slightly in his heart.

She said in a cold voice: "It's okay, my master is not here, and he will not accept any more disciples."

Ye Qingyue was suddenly startled, her face changed slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

She racked her brains to say something to comfort Yan Qiao, but was interrupted: "It's okay, I'll go back and rest first."

Looking at her back going upstairs, Ye Qingyue opened her mouth, but said nothing in the end.

At the same time, Si Qingyu just arrived at Shennong College.

He looked at the visitor and bowed his head slightly to show respect.

"Elder Lin."

Lin Shiheng had a faint smile on his face: "Qingyu, why do you suddenly want to come back to the Divine Office?"

Si Qingyu gently turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist and said with a deep look in his eyes: "I heard that Lin Laoxin has accepted a disciple."

As he spoke, he paused, and then continued: "So, come and recognize your face. In order to avoid being bullied, I, a senior brother, don't know how to help get it back."

Hearing this, Lin Shiheng's eyes paused on him for a few breaths, as if he was considering the authenticity of his words.

After a while, he took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"

"Qingyu, you never call yourself senior brother."

"I've also read what happened on the Internet. It must be your fault. That girl Si Su doesn't have such ability." Lin Shiheng didn't ask in his tone.

Si Qingyu didn't know what he thought of, his eyes softened for a moment.

He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Shiheng, smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Lin has a good eye."

The smile on Lin Shiheng's face suddenly faded. He looked at Si Qingyu with a serious look: "Qingyu, she is different from them." "Of course I know." Si Qingyu smiled slowly at Lin Shiheng's words. , his voice was full of coldness.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Shiheng suddenly frowned. Before he could say anything, Si Qingyu spoke again.

"Mr. Lin, you don't want me to meet your new disciple?"

At this moment, Lin Shiheng suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, Yan Qiao happened to have something to leave.

Otherwise, with this man's crazy temper, he wouldn't know how much he would scare his precious disciple.

"Unfortunately, my disciple happened to be away from the Divine Office." Lin Shiheng took a sip of tea and his mood suddenly improved.

"Do you know, Mr. Lin, when will she come back?"

"The disciple is older, and it's hard for me, an old man, to interfere with her thoughts. Naturally, she will come back whenever she wants."

Si Qingyu put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Lin Shiheng, and said calmly: "Okay, in that case, I won't disturb Mr. Lin."

Looking at Si Qingyu's leaving figure, Lin Shiheng's eyes darkened.

It wasn't until his back disappeared in front of him and the tea in his hand gradually turned from scalding hot to cold that he slowly regained his consciousness.

"Ah Qiao, how did you get into trouble with such an evil Buddha?"

Lin Shiheng looked back and sighed deeply.

Si Qingyu is a very special person in the Divine Division.

He is Guan Peiling's only disciple. It is said that Guan Peiling is best at divination, but divination can damage one's destiny and it is easy to die young.

Because of this reason, Si Qingyu never fortune-tells easily, and he also believes that everything depends on manpower.

The power, financial resources, and current status of the Si family made his divination skills useless.

It is also because of his status in the Si family that he becomes even more special in the Shensi family.

"Si Shu."

When she heard Si Qingyu's cold voice, Si Su was stunned and she frowned.

Why can I still hear the voice of this unlucky man after returning to Shensi?

tui, what a bad luck!
"It seems I have to let Third Uncle"

Hearing this, Si Shu suddenly realized that this might not be an auditory hallucination, but real.

She suddenly trembled, looked around quickly, and finally saw that familiar face outside the window.

Si Shu subconsciously twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

It's over, it's really over now!
She was just trying to show off, but why did she come to her door so quickly?
"Young Master." Si Shu walked up to him with her head lowered.

Si Qingyu raised his eyelids and looked at her calmly: "I heard that you have done a lot of things in the name of the Si family recently?"

His voice was as cold as ever, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Si Shu cautiously raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly looked back: "I was wrong."

As long as you admit your mistake quickly, you'll be fine.

She firmly believes in it!
"When did you meet such a person?"

Hearing this, Si Su was stunned. Could it be that the young master disliked Qiao Qiao?
She took a deep breath, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "What do you mean by such a person? Qiaoqiao is not that kind of person."

Seeing that she looked like she was going to make a long speech, Si Qingyu frowned slightly and interrupted her: "Where is she now?"

"She is here now. Why do you suddenly ask this?" Si Shu paused mid-sentence and looked at him with doubt in her eyes.

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