When I heard that the steward had not responded to me, I saw that the disciples of the immortal sect, who were originally high-ranking, surrounded each other with enthusiasm.

"Young master, you want to come to our Yunxia gate. I can recommend you to the elder and recommend you as the disciple."

"Wood is the root of spirit, which is the most suitable skill of Danhua sect."

"My lotus fairy door..."

Jin Hao couldn't see the attitude of those little immortals, but he was a good seedling of water and wood. He was about to get up to ask, and the white shadow was around him.

Jin haozheng was staring at his master and his elder brother walking towards the children surrounded by the crowd.

No, it's not. Although the water and wood double spirit roots are rare, it's not worth the leader to go there in person, right?

A Zhao looks at a group of people around the male Lord, noisy and disturbing.

She released the pressure that belonged to the monk of Huashen. For a moment, the group of Xianmen disciples seemed to be strangled by their throat and could not speak any more.

A Zhao separated the crowd and went straight to the man.

She lowered her head and drooped her eyes: "would you like to join my Lingyun Xianzong?"

Many years later, Wen Renli remembers that scene.

The fairy with black hair and white clothes looks like stepping on clouds.

Everyone around him consciously made way for him, but he only looked at himself.

He asked him, "would you like to join my Lingyun Xianzong?"

Hearing the ceremony raised his head, I only felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling.

He heard his voice, "I will."

No matter whether this person knows his secret or not, Lingyun Xianzong will go there.

A Zhao is happy in his heart, but his face is soft for a moment.

She thought for a moment and held out her hand towards the ceremony.

He was stunned at the ceremony.

Zhaoming Daojun is cold and reticent. He doesn't like to contact people. He is famous in the realm of practice.

What is he doing now?

A Zhao sees the male Lord shyly [fog] looking at his hand, a pair of dare not [fog] touch appearance, heart more pity.

She softened her voice: "I'll take you to meet other students."

That hand still stretched out, Wen Renli also finally determined: Zhaoming Daojun is to hold his hand.

He looked up at the hand in front of him. It was as white as jade, slender and graceful, with distinct bony joints. It was like a fine art work.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally reached out his hand and put it on it.

How soft!

As soon as his eyes brightened, a Zhao shook the man's hand and led him to the direction of Lingyun Xianzong.

At the moment, those disciples of Lingyun Xianzong have already stayed.

He, when did they see such a gentle elder martial brother?

Yes, gentle.

Lingyun Xianzong's elder martial brother can be described in terms of coolness, aloofness, being out of the dust and so on, but he has never been touched with the word "gentle".

However, at this moment, although his face did not show a smile, but the delicate action, gentle eyes, all people can associate with the word "gentle".

A female disciple murmured: "I used to think that the elder martial brother who is cold and bears the sword can't move one's eyes. However, the elder martial brother at this moment is really exciting."

Another female disciple whispered, "does the elder martial brother like children? I hate that I can't do it again. "

A person on the edge said, "do you like children? The granddaughter of elder Guangxin is so lovely. Did you see the elder martial brother once more? "

He once again looked at the child who was led by a Zhao, and his voice was full of envy: "it's not like children, it's just that the children in the mortal world are in the eyes of the elder martial brother?"

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subconsciously, I took a look at the time. At half past five, well, it was still daytime, and there was no cat disease!

And the third watch. See you in the evening, MUA!