Emperor of Nine Suns

"In this case, Junior Sister Leng, why don't you try it out? As long as you succeed in grabbing the handle, why don't you worry that the ancient recipe of 'Heavenly Beast Pill' won't be obtained! After all, Wèilái is full of many variables, and no one can predict how sincere that kid is."

Duanmuqing had already seen that the "Heavenly Beast Pill" pill formula seemed to be the most important thing in the cold girl's heart. As long as you use this as a breakthrough point, you will be able to conquer.

Sure enough, a look of determination flashed across Duanmuqing's eyes after the story. I saw the icy-cold figure who waved his hands and nodded slightly. w "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

"Then go and see how qualified this mentor is as a teacher! In addition...you don't have to lie in ambush outside the door. No matter how brave you are in the dormitory of Medicine Palace, you won't dare to do anything."

"Hehe...then let's wish Junior Sister Leng the best of luck." Duanmuqing finally toasted everyone with a comfortable smile on his face.

The silver moon hangs in the sky, and the clear moonlight seems to be pouring down like a long Milky Way, covering the entire land in a layer of soft and light silver light, making it extremely quiet and gorgeous.

The bright lights in the medicine palace dormitory, to these students in the medicine palace, day and night seem to be completely different, even though it is almost midnight at this time.

In the mortal world, most people would have fallen into a deep dream, but the medicine palace dormitory is still in full swing.

Everything in refining medicine, refining medicine, practicing cultivation, and exchanging ideas is in order.

Compared with his dormitory, the courtyard where Chu Chen lives is relatively quiet.

That's because Zhou Mei, Shen Hou, and Tang Rou are not here among the four people living in the courtyard. Now only Chu Chen lives alone, and Chu Chen also likes to be quiet and not to move, no matter what he does, he won't make much noise. .

At this moment, in front of the courtyard door of Chu Chen's dormitory, a slim figure was hovering several times, wanting to raise his hand to knock on the door, but every time he shrank back suddenly when he just touched the door, appearing very hesitant.

Leng Qianxue has been staying in front of the courtyard for almost half an hour. Since she became the suzerain of Xuantian Sect, she has experienced a lot of ups and downs and suffered all kinds of trials. She is no longer the arrogant and spoiled young lady.

Although it's not that fearless, it's really hard to make waves when it reaches the level.

However, when he was really standing in front of Chu Chen's gate, he suddenly realized that he was more nervous than he could have imagined. That kind of inexplicable nervousness surged so violently that he didn't even know how to put his hands down.

At this time, he was still carrying a handle of wine.

The dark green jade bottle uses a thousand-year-old oak cork, and the wine inside the bottle emits a soft halo faintly under the light, as clear as light green amber.

Zuixianlou is famous far and wide, and the price of each bottle of Zuixian fine wine is sky-high.

It is said that even wine lovers in the world do not hesitate to spend all their wealth to try to buy a bottle to taste.

Only at this moment, Leng Qianxue's palm holding the wine bottle tightened from time to time, and then loosened the palm of the wine bottle again, to the extent that she was sweating a little.

"Hmph, what's so scary! Although the instructor is actually only a boy under the age of 20 in name, Leng Qianxue, the little guy, can be seen much more like this!"

Finally, after hesitating for more than half an hour, Leng Qianxue finally strengthened her confidence, took a deep breath, narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand, and knocked lightly on the door a few times.

"The door is unlocked when you come in."

A nice and gentle voice sounded from inside the door.

I don't know why every time I hear the voice, Leng Qianxue always has an inexplicable warm current in her heart, as if her whole body is soaked in warm hot water, making people feel extremely safe and familiar.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak" and behind the bronze-colored iron-wood gate, there was an elegant and quiet courtyard. The courtyard is surrounded by four houses, three of which are tightly closed, as if they have been inhabited for a while.

At the door of the last remaining room, a young man dressed in gray was carefully carrying a wooden bucket and pouring a few clothes into the basin. It seemed that he was about to do laundry.

"Uh...that mentor..." Leng Qianxue felt embarrassed when she saw the boy's clear eyes that looked like stars in the dark night.

Just when he was about to raise the wine bottle in his hand to show his intention to invite the instructor to drink a glass of wine, he saw the young man's eyes froze for a moment, and then he waved his hand:

"Oh. I happened to do the laundry first. Since I'm already a disciple, it's my job."

After Chu Chen finished emptying the bucket, he picked up the wooden bucket and walked to the side room.

"Oh...huh?"

Who did Leng Qianxue's eyes widen instantly? The daughter of Xuantianzong's lord has never washed her own clothes since she was a child, and this kind of thing is naturally done by those personal maids and handmaidens.

After all, no matter how poor Xuantianzong is, the identity of the master of each sect is still there.

But when Chu Chen said this, at the same time, Leng Qianxue felt a strong sense of approval in her heart, as if she should do this matter in the first place.

That calm voice seemed to be a kind of strange magic power, so there was no way to refuse it!

Sitting silently on a small stool next to the tub, Leng Qianxue twitched the corners of her mouth a few times and finally smoothed her sleeves. A pair of white jade-like bullying Saixue fingers gently went into the water and began to rub.

In fact, although the small matter of washing clothes seems simple, it feels different if you do it yourself.

Leng Qianxue had seen her maids wash their clothes a few times after dealing with the sect's trivial matters on weekdays. It seemed that it was very easy for them to rub, wash, wring, and dry, but when she did it herself, there were always a lot of problems.

When washing clothes, as long as I accidentally use a little more force, or I make a mistake in my force, the water splashes out of the tub and all of it is sprinkled on my body.

Leng Qianxue is wearing a white dress today, and she wears ice-cold silk woven clothes, which are warm in winter and cool in summer, and are hard to hurt by swords. But when the water was sprinkled on the clothes, the originally elegant and white dress immediately stuck to the skin, showing a translucent and firm feeling.