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No matter what kind of environment Xiao Ziyang was in, it would always be the most eye-catching. His expression was calm, and her white clothes shone brilliantly.

As for those petals that had luckily stained his black hair, no matter how one looked at them, Zhang Ge really wanted to pluck them off.

Sensing Chang Ge's gaze, Xiao Ziyang looked in her direction. Seeing her smile that was like a flower, she no longer had the mood to smile.

You haven't told Gu Shenwei yet?

Xiao Ziyang nodded her head: Time is of the essence, I didn't have the time to say it.

Even if time is not pressing, you will drag it to the end. Since time is short, why don't you say it now and let her digest it.

Xiao Ziyang frowned, as though she was in a difficult situation.

Taoist Xuanqi simply said, "I see that this girl has some background, are you sure she has no fate with Qinghua?" Perhaps, in the future, she would be the one who would be the pillar of glory for the Qinghua Sect.

Xiao Ziyang didn't hesitate this time: Qinghua's reputation doesn't need to be spread far and wide, and it's precisely because of her background that he couldn't keep her in Qinghua.

Daoist Master Xuanqi let out a breath of immortal qi and blew away the fallen flower in front of him. That flower swayed in the air before landing on the ground, blending together with the other pear blossoms. It was no longer to be found.

Do you want this old man to reject the offer of such a good disciple, or do you want to decline the offer?

Xiao Ziyang did not answer. If Chang Ge knew that he could not take Yue Yang as his master, would he be disappointed? Would there still be a smile on her bright little face?

Yours Truly wished for her to be happy. Every day in Tsinghua University, she would walk on thin ice. Even if she were to laugh, she would also …

It also made his heart ache uncontrollably.

Xuanqi shook his rocking chair for a long time before he stood up and said, "I'm afraid you haven't drunk my hidden Pear Blossom Wine for three hundred years, right?"

Xiao Ziyang's expression changed slightly: If this time's matter is not urgent and I have to hurry back, I will definitely drink some Pear Blossom Wine with you again and sleep well for a few more days.

Hahaha! How could I have fallen asleep after trying for so long? Come, come, come!

As he spoke, he took the lead to walk into the room. He even called Gu Changge who was in the pavilion and said: "Little girl Gu, let me give you a taste of the good stuff this old man made."

Zhang Ge put Wu Tong back into his gourd and ran over happily: "What's this good stuff?" Immortal Lord, what good stuff did Daoist Master Mystical get?

Xiao Ziyang was helpless, she could only get up and enter with them.

When the paper seal for the Pear Blossom Wine was opened, the entire room was filled with a faint but elegant fragrance. There was no wine's taste, but rather the fragrance of pickled pears.

The gluttony in Chang Ge's stomach was pulled out. Her sensitive nose sniffed at the wine jug as she looked up in disappointment. "I thought it was dried fruit. So it was wine?"

Taoist Xuanqi took out three porcelain bowls with blue and white glaze from his hands and placed them on the table. This wine was known as dreamless, and it was rather enjoyable to have a jar when one couldn't sleep.

As he said that, he held the wine jar and filled the bowls in front of the three people full. The rough wine bowls were not made out of exquisite wine cups, but Xiao Ziyang's slender fingers had added a kind of luxurious taste to them.

Xiao Ziyang looked at the bottle of wine that had a touch of gold floating in it, and her expression looked a little lonely: "Do you think you can forget it just because you're asleep?

Adept Xuanqi laughed heartily as he finished the wine in his bowl. Who said that this old man was numb to himself? There was always spring and autumn in the wine! Do you know this, Immortal Lord?

Xiao Ziyang did not reply him. She merely took a small sip and placed the bowl back on the table.

Taoist Xuanqi then looked at Chang Ge and said, "Little girl, why aren't you drinking?"

Gu Changge had always been observing their every movement and expression. The communication between the two of them had confused her. She looked at the wine in her bowl and slowly shook her head.

I don't drink.

However, Xiao Ziyang said: It's fine, just drink a little less.

A happy expression appeared on Chang Ge's face, but she would not hesitate to drink whatever Xiao Ziyang asked her to drink, even if it was a bowl full of poison. The facts proved that she was indeed willing to die for him.

The wine's aroma was not mellow and was tinged with a hint of sweetness.

After the wine entered his stomach, a scorching heat came from his stomach and went straight to his mouth. He opened his mouth and could not help but stick out his tongue due to the strength of the wine.

Taoist Xuanqi started laughing, and with a hint of ridicule and ridicule, he said: "This girl, this old man will treat you to a drink, if Xiao Ziyang lets you drink, you will drink so much, right!?" Hahaha!

If Xiao Ziyang was not here, she would have stuffed everything she saw into her mouth. She wanted to stop the pungent smell that was rising from the bottom of her stomach.

Xiao Ziyang lifted her hand, and used her fingertip to receive a droplet of sparkling tears from the corner of her eyes. Seeing her somewhat flustered expression, she said: "Maybe this wine is not suitable for you, it's better not to drink it."

Chang Ge nodded, his small hands continuously flapping his tongue.

The little girl's alcohol tolerance was not good, so Xuanqi was gloating while holding the small bowl and drinking with his beard covered with wine: Ziyang's alcohol tolerance is not bad, when was the last time he was drunk?

Xiao Ziyang did not say a word, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Chang Ge said: In the future, if I can become Immortal Lord's disciple, I must also train my tolerance for alcohol. When does Immortal Lord want to drink, I, as her disciple, can also accompany her to drink, wouldn't it be more lively?

These words startled both of them. Xuan Qi quickly regained his composure and teased: "What, this girl only wants to acknowledge you as her master?" Little girl Gu! Do you think this old man is worthy to be your master?

Chang Ge stuck out his tongue: My master can only be Immortal Lord!

There are countless people who want to take me as their master, why must I take you as my disciple?

This unexpected sentence caused the smiles on the other two to freeze on their faces. Xuan Qi couldn't help but shake his head as he inwardly lamented.

Although he wanted him to make things clear to Gu Shenwei, who knew that he would say these hurtful words. Was it because he had lived for too long and didn't understand the ways of the world, or was he trying to make this girl give up on his intentions …

Chang Ge thought she misheard, but the words continued to resound in her ears, over and over again.

She was questioning herself, yes, there were so many people who wanted to take the Immortal Lord as their master, how could she become the Immortal Lord's disciple?

Heh heh, I am just a famed lazy mortal who everyone despises.

Girl. Daoist Master Qi touched her head. Seeing that her expression wasn't good, he immediately teased her, "Little girl Gu, are you looking down on me? This old man will be your master, and I still have to beg you for your help. Unfair, unfair!"

Chang Ge let out a weak breath of cold air, "How can this be? It has only been others who have despised me."

Xiao Ziyang expressionlessly looked at her as she got up and walked out of the room.

The pear blossoms that filled the sky sprinkled all over his body. No one knew what he was thinking, but the young girl dressed in thin clothes behind him shifted her gaze away from him for the first time.