"That's right, the two people sent by Baihu accidentally leaked it, so I know the identities of your fourth apprentices. But don't worry, Xun Yu-Jun, I will never say it." Sikong Zhu's eyes didn't seem to be faking the worry about his daughter. The request said: "That's why I came here to request, and I hope that Jun Yu will lead a red line."

Now Rong Wan knows why Sikong Rou has been running to their yard for the past two days. Qi Bishu said that Sikong Rou was staring straight at him. Rong Wan didn't take it seriously yet. The father and daughter are thinking about pork and thinking about it in his bowl. Although he knew that Qi Bishu and Sikongrou had nothing to do with each other, he could not help but taste it.

"I can't make a decision." Rong Wan said coldly.

Sikong Zhu didn't understand why Xun Yujun's attitude was suddenly cold and his face was frosty, so he said, "I know that I can't force this matter, but my daughter has an extraordinary appearance. If they are in a relationship—"

Rong Wan interrupted him: "It's impossible for my apprentice to be in a relationship with your daughter."

Chapter 139 Master and apprentice training

"..."

The atmosphere was momentarily stiff.

Rong Wan's attitude was really weird in Sikong Zhu's eyes.

If it was because he was coerced by others that he did something wrong to the righteous monk, Xun Yujun should not be like this, at most he would say something perfunctory.

What's more, in order to show his sincerity, he first revealed the things that he was controlled by others, just to gain the trust of Jun Yu.

But now Xun Yujun looked so bad, it seemed like he was going to take something away from him.

Sikong Zhu couldn't help but have doubts in his heart: "Jun Yu is prejudiced against my daughter because of my affairs?"

Rong Wan also noticed that his tone was too stiff, so he eased his expression and said, "No."

Sikong Zhu was even more strange, and asked again, "That's the girl your disciple already likes?"

"..."

Rong Wan's face did not change, and he did not speak.

But who would have thought that this person, Sikong Zhu, who recruited the monks from all over the world and became the leader of the alliance, did not rely only on the cultivation base and skillful skills, but also because of his extremely thick skin.

Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, poured a pot of tea for Rong Wan, and said, "That's easy to say, since we haven't gotten married yet, everything is still undecided, and it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. "

"..."

Rong Wan regretted coming here, except to get a message that the white tiger would break through the barrier, it was useless. He looked unhappy and said, "There is no master's order on Feiyu Mountain, the rules of the matchmaker's words, the leader, I said, I can't help you in this matter."

Sikong Zhu was also sensible: "This is my unilateral request. You don't need to be embarrassed, everything will be natural." He smiled bitterly: "Only this time, as the leader of the alliance, I will definitely take the lead. I lost my life here, I really don’t know who will take care of Sikongrou for me, her mother died young—”

Rong Wan frowned slightly, he could understand Sikong Zhu's psychology as a father, but he couldn't agree with the practice of entrusting his daughter to others casually.

"Hey, let's not talk about it." Sikong Zhu drank the tea and said, "I hope that today's matter will be kept secret by Xun Yujun. Not many people know about the White Tiger's about to break through the barrier. Before that, on the mountain The deployment also needs to be set up in advance, and the fewer people know, the better.”

Rong Wan said, "Naturally."

In fact, no matter how the monks on Chuanyun Mountain are united and how they are carefully deployed, once the white tiger of the gods comes, those enchantments that have been built in advance and the water and fire talismans that have been refined in advance will turn into a pool of ashes. Can't resist one or two moves of the white tiger, let alone ordinary monks? Although sad, in the face of the absolute power of the gods, this is indeed the case.

If Qi Bishu can dissuade Baihu, then everything can be resolved. It's just scary, because the white tiger's temperament has changed drastically after falling into a demon, and he may not even care about Qi Bishu's affection.

here.

Qi Bishu was in a very good mood after returning from Rao Changguan, and she could be said to be proud of the spring breeze. Yun Hao was very unpredictable. Yesterday was gloomy, but today it suddenly clears up. This unpredictable change is even faster than the dog days.

Yun Hao still wanted to pull Qi Bishu to practice swordsmanship, but after Qi Bishu returned to the yard, he plunged into the room and couldn't call out.

"What are you doing, it's weird every day." Yun Hao muttered.

After a while, Qi Bishu suddenly pushed open the window and asked him who was standing in the courtyard, "Senior Brother Yunhao, do you know what Master's favorite scroll is?"

That's a question. Yun Hao said sourly: "Don't you always rush to grind and accompany Master by your side? You don't know, how could I know?"

After hearing this, Qi Bishu was a little proud, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "What about the font?"

Yun Hao said, "I don't know about it either, but Master often imitates Yan Zhenqing's cursive script."

Seeing Qi Bishu's thoughtful look, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with you recently? Ask if there are any of these—"

But before he could finish speaking, the window slammed shut in front of his face, the fourth junior brother didn't know what to do, and looked like he couldn't wait.

Yun Hao: "..."

Before Qi Bishu sat down on the table, he first took out the candied haws from the Qiankun bag and placed it on the table. After looking at it reverently and joyfully for a while, he took out the pen and paper. Since he climbed Feiyu Mountain, although he often stayed by Master's side to cultivate and bring tea and water to Master, there were still many things he didn't know about Master. For example, Master seldom writes with a pen in front of him.

He asked Yun Hao just now, and only then did he know that Master had imitated Yan's words. But after he went up the mountain, he was rarely seen.

But Qi Bishu didn't think about it.

He was determined to write a letter of confession, imitating Yan Zhenqing's handwriting.

After he came back from Rao Changguan, he kept thinking that he might be able to endure his feelings, but Master was surrounded by Yingyan, but he couldn't wait. If he has been looking ahead and looking back, wandering left and right, then it will be too late for Bi Xuan to clarify his mind to the master first!