After all, Yang Tianxiao was worried about Hu Qing and asked Fan to keep an eye on her.
Fan Lao was only one step late and handed the child to her as soon as he arrived.
"What trouble did you get into again?"
Hu Qingshu hugged the child and shook it, and spoke to him via voice transmission, and finally said, "I took control and behaved normally. It's almost the same as a late second-level disciple. You shouldn't be suspicious, right?"
Fan Lao looked strange and said in the same voice: "Even if you are a third-level disciple, they don't take you seriously."
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Hu Qing: "."
She doesn't like talking to him.
"If you like to suppress people, you might as well let Xiaolong follow me, and the child will be whatever you say."
Fan Lao sneered, but remembered in his heart that he would not be able to treat Xiaolong in the future. It can't be like this.
Ask her: "He doesn't have a name yet."
Hu Qing was puzzled: "Get up."
Fan Lao: "I'm still choosing, tell me a few, and I'll listen."
You're so cautious, it seems like you really like it .
Hu Qing looked down and saw that the little baby was awake and blew bubbles at her.
A smile: "The dog is left behind."
Fan Lao: "What?" He suspected that he heard wrongly and picked his ears.
Hu Qing stared at his hand that wouldn't put down: "Ahem, it's easy to make a living."
Fan Lao: "Obviously it was born from a dragon, how can it be called a dog."
Hu Qing: "."
The red little mouth of the child in his arms pursed and pursed, slowly revealing a smile.
Hu Qing also smiled and said to him: "Call me Quanzi."
Fan Lao's face condensed: "Get out." Did he think he didn't know that this was still a dog?
Hu Qingyao said to his son: "In my hometown, everyone is humble and calls their son a dog. When he calls his son, he is his son, and everyone protects him."
Fan Lao is not happy, why should he be treated as a son to everyone? He was hated and despised before he was born, and not everyone was qualified to call him son.
"No. You have to give him a noble name, more noble than a dragon."
It's more noble than the dragon clan. You can just call him Dragon God.
Hu Qing said he couldn’t think of anything.
Fan Lao: "Then just hold him until he has a name."
Hu Qing was stunned, doesn't that mean you have the final say? So you're here to punish me?
"Hu Qing, Hu Qing, Hu——"
Zhuji separated from the crowd and ran over, happily. It was only when she got closer that she saw Fan Lao, who looked at her.
Shua, his face turned pale, he turned a corner in fear and ran away. His eyes were out of focus.
Hu Qing was so miserable: "Look, a nice little girl was so scared by you that she even pretended to be blind and ran away."
Fan Lao glanced at her coldly: "Who do you like? For whom is this happening?”
"Ah -" When she said this, she became energetic and hurriedly searched for: "A very good seedling. I was inspired by her. I will take you to see it. If you think it is good, can we Want to take a screenshot? ”
Fan Lao frowned, did he really like it? Want to take on a disciple?
Finally found the woman in black, Hu Qing held the child in one hand and pointed with the other: "She is her, what do you think?"
The woman was watching the battle under the ring and noticed something. He looked over, his eyes were cold and sharp, his eyes were calm and arrogant.
Hu Qing shook his arm at her and smiled so big that he almost jumped up.
The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, as if she was speechless, and turned around. He let them stare again and never looked back.
Fan Lao was surprised, she is really a good prospect, but——
He looked around and said, "Give up. She has already been spotted by Wanxian Sect."
Hu Qing: " Ah?”
Fan Lao clicked his chin In a certain direction: "There is a high-level immortal hiding there, keeping an eye on her."
Hu Qing: "Ah - our Shuangyang Sect is not bad either. Otherwise, go talk to her, she It’s the same way as you.”
Fan Lao was actually moved, but it was a pity. Just when they looked at each other, he understood that the little girl was determined and would not change her mind.
“Forcing is enmity.”
Let Hu Qing change his target.
Hu Qing sighed and could only hold the child to see others. After they left, the invisible immortal glanced at them lightly: Hum, you guys know each other.
After walking for a while, Hu Qing tugged on Fan Lao's sleeve: "That one, she looks good. Let's go recruit her."
Fan Lao took a look and saw that she was a good-looking little girl with a sweet smile. She didn't even blink when she saw blood splattered on the stage.
Hu Qing: "Beauty, let's get to know Shuangyang Sect."
The beauty looked over in surprise and was stunned when she saw her holding the child.
Hu patted the little baby gently: "Little junior brother."
The beauty chuckled: "Such a small junior brother still has a tail."
Fan Lao has the ability to prevent his disciples from hiding their identities.
Hu Qing squeezed over and said, "Our sect's treatment is very good. If you don't have anything else, the sect will take care of you when you have a child."
The beauty smiled and said: "Do you want a man? ?”
Hu Qing’s eyes lit up: “It’s your choice.”
The beauty covered her mouth: "Forget it, I don't like that, I came to Wanxian Sect."
Hu Qing: "Don't be anxious, choose multiple paths, even if you don't become the same sect, you can do it Let’s be friends.”
The beauty nodded: “Okay, I will remember you.”
It’s hard not to remember someone who is holding a child.
Hu Qing was delighted.
Fan Lao poured cold water on her: "Someone is interested in that one too."
Hu Qing's joy faded and he looked around: "Hey, that one's not bad, those long legs."
Fan Lao followed him and gave his affirmation: "That's right. Her legs are in great proportion and she is a leg sculptor. She is also being targeted."
Hu Qing: "."
After a while: "That one is good too." , it smells very good.”
Fan Lao glanced at the man's waist: "Alchemy master. Third grade. Great potential. Being targeted."
Hu Qing: "This, what a great fight."
Fan Lao : "She covered up. I guess she has a special constitution. She was targeted."
戈Qing: "You lied to me, didn't you? Why do I think everyone is being targeted?"
Fan Lao was also surprised: "Your eyesight is not so good. You can accurately identify outstanding talents with just a few glances." , why not—from now on you will be responsible for recruiting new members of the sect.”
Hu Qing didn't believe what he said. It was abnormal for a person who didn't speak human words to suddenly speak human words.
Fan Lao was helpless, didn’t he have any trust in her?
"Ahem, why do you only choose female disciples?"
Hu Qing sneered: "Shuangyang Sect is short of men? I am the only one in such a big Tangshan. It is haunted."< br>
Except for the beautiful chefs who showed her the way at first, she later went alone. In the middle of the night, white mist lingers, and a mournful cry echoes from time to time. What is soaking the body is tormenting the mind.
What's more, she has actually picked up a ghost. What if there is a second one?
What can Fan Lao say about this? He stretched out his hand to signal her to invite her. As long as you ask, Shuangyang Sect will accept it.
What a pity, Hu Qing turned around again and again, there are many outstanding young ladies, but their ambitions are not in Shuangyang Sect. They all told her perfunctorily that they had remembered it, but they didn't take it seriously at first glance, let alone seriously consider it. Some of them told her directly that they had no worries about their future and were here only for the Wanxian Sect. If they can't enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, their original path is still easy to follow.
It can be said that it started with excitement and ended with a complete failure.
Not a single young lady was recruited.
The other Shuangyang Sect disciples have gained something, a big man named Qing Yishui.
Hu Qing felt that it was not his fault, it must be that the Feng Shui of Shuangyang Sect was wrong. He, the only female disciple, was lost and forcibly taken away.
Forget it, accept your fate.
“Actually, we still need to change the feng shui.” She said to Fan Lao.
Fan Lao: "Put the standards aside."
Hu Qing hesitated and shook his head decisively: "No. Our cultivation tasks are heavy, and ordinary people can't handle them."
Fan Lao looked at her for several seconds: "You have never done the tasks step by step."
Hu Qing: "One exception is enough, two exceptions are bad rules."
Fan Lao: You are so thick-skinned, and so considerate. (End of this chapter)