Chapter 1102： Disciple of Benjun

   "So Young Master Ying is not from the Golden Crow Palace, but a guest?"

Hearing that Yue Ji said that she knew Ying Changqing in Shenxiaotian, and said that he had not been up for a long time, and now he is also the fifth rank of Shenjun, which is surprising. This kind of talent, even they are probably similar, and even many people are not as good as Ying Changqing at all, and they can't help but feel good friends for a while.

Many people pulled Ying Changqing to ask questions, Ying Changqing frowned, obviously not wanting to answer. Xue Wuxin happened to be not far from him, and seemed to notice his impatience, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"It turns out that Young Master Ying is also a friend of Miss Wu."

Originally, these words were nothing, but when they said it at this time, the scene suddenly fell silent. Many people stared at Xue Wuxin, suddenly remembering what just now, they couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Yes, people are friends of Wuyun, how could it be them when it is their turn to win over, people will definitely follow Wuyun.

Wu Yun couldn't help but look at Xue Wuxin more. As one of the fifteen sons of the Sanxiao, she just sat on the side and watched everything quietly, as if everything between heaven and earth had nothing to do with her. This is strange.

Is there still such a person in Xuefeng Palace?

Although many people in the Snow Phoenix Palace have a frosty face, they seem to be light and cloudy, but in fact, under this face, hidden is the desire that ordinary people have.

When everyone stopped pestering Ying Changqing, he naturally did not forget the voice that helped him clear the siege. I couldn't help but look up, the woman's face is not stunning in the cultivation world, it can only be called beautiful.

But those eyes are very unique, they seem to see through everything, and they can blend into the world at any time. Her strength is the same as his, she is the fifth rank of Divine Sovereign, but he can feel that there is a very special stubbornness in her.

Although he was from the Xuefeng Palace, he was not like the people there. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he nodded to Xue Wuxin as a thank you.

Of course, he doesn't care about these people pestering him, just ignore it.

Wu Yun sighed, once lively and funny than Xiao Changqing, he will never come back. After Xiao Xun's incident, he has grown up completely, but this growth process is really disturbing.

"Forgot to tell you something."

Everyone thought that this matter was over, and the innocent drinking heart over there heard Nan Junmo's opening, and immediately pointed his ears. Now that he is following Zhunjun, it is definitely not an ordinary thing for Zhunjun to speak.

"Chang Qing is my disciple."

Under the expectation of everyone, their great quasi-monarch dropped another bomb on everyone, making them stingy and tender, and his eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

What?

What did Jun-kun say?

Can they pretend they didn't hear anything?

Especially those who were planning to win over Ying Changqing just now, their faces were flushed, and they really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. They actually offended Zhunjun's disciple. If they knew that he should be Changqing's disciple, why would they do such a shameful thing.

Seeing Jun Jun holding the little girl's hand, drinking a little wine leisurely, and looking at them with a smile, why didn't everyone understand that Jun Jun was supporting his own disciple!

Those who were smiling before, all said that they had eyes but didn't know Mount Tai, which offended Young Master Ying, please don't mind Yunyun. Ying Changqing just nodded, not caring at all.

After playing around for a while, Nan Junmo, an alcoholic, couldn't bear it, and played around with dark clouds. How could the disciples of various sects miss this opportunity? Naturally, they quickly followed.

The place that was lively and lively has gradually become deserted, and there are only two people left. The first is Ying Changqing, who has a flat face, as if everything has nothing to do with him.

The other person was sitting quietly and watching the singing and dancing below, but Xue Wuxin occasionally flashed a strange light in his eyes. Except for her slightly cold face, she couldn't hide the curiosity in her eyes.

"Young Master Ying."

After a long time, Xue Wuxin spoke up, she always thought this man was so strange.

Ying Changqing raised his head slightly, listened to Wu Yun and Master's words, and did not practice on this occasion. When he heard someone call him, he would naturally raise his head, after all, he was not a rude person.

"Unintentional girl."

Xue Wuxin, he recognized it, he had seen it when the Three Heavens and Fifteen Sons gathered. It's just that I don't have any impression, and I remember it when I see it again.

Xue Wuxin seemed to think of something in her mind, and there was a rare smile on the corner of her lips: "So this is not the first time we met."

"Um."

Ying Changqing replied indifferently, but his body was less prepared. For some reason, Xue Wuxin seemed to be covered in frost, but from those slightly agile eyes, it seemed that the truth was not the same.

"Young Master Ying doesn't seem to like the hustle and bustle."

Don't like it?

Ying Changqing asked silently in the bottom of his heart, I didn't like it at first, then I liked it, and now I don't like it again. Following the little uncle let him liberate his long-term cultivation temperament and became a lot more lively, but... Later, he felt that he was not suitable for such temperament.

He is what he looks like now!

Xue Wuxin saw that he did not answer, but did not ask more.

"I didn't expect Young Master Ying to be Jun Jun's disciple."

"Master watched me grow up."

The ghosts and gods responded to Changqing's words, which caused Xue Wuxin's eyes to smile, and it seemed like frost blossomed in an instant, filling the world with this calm and peaceful smile.

Ying Changqing's eyes flashed, and his mood was inexplicably much better.

"Miss Wuxin really doesn't look like someone from Xuefeng Palace."

"But I am."

Xue showed some temper inadvertently. After speaking, she opened her mouth to take back what she had just said.

He didn't mind, he just glanced at her with a little deep meaning, as if to say, don't you think this is it?

"Young Master Ying is also a humorous person."

"However, Young Master Ying seems to be very troubled, but Wuxin doesn't know why Zhunjun's disciple still has troubles."

"It's not good for Miss Wuxin to spy on other people's secrets so blatantly."

Ying Changqing said lightly, she was so cold and so cold that Xue Wuxin couldn't say a word. She just looked at him twice and thought, I thought it was a piece of dull wood, who knows the core inside this wood. is textured.

For a while, the two of them didn't talk about anything. Sitting on the side, quietly watching the performance below, I just don't know if those singing and dancing have caught their eyes.

Ying Changqing did not think about anything, as if he had emptied his mind, staring at the front in a daze.

Xue Wuxin was different, she was thinking a lot, thinking about Xue Feng Palace, thinking about what happened before, why so many people in Xue Feng Palace left, and what the Palace Master told Xu Ruoxin to do. How can she keep her current position stably so that the palace lord doesn't hate her, and when she grows up, will she have a chance to escape from this place and live the life she wants to live.