A handful of dead bones, an immortal stone, and a spiritual realm, these are all the clues that support her forward.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Senior Brother Tong Yao is there any junior sister Xinxian?"

Xinxian was stunned, put all the things in her hand into the ring, pushed open the door and walked out.

As soon as she went out, she saw Xiao Nuan Yao standing in front of the stones on Qingling Peak with her waist on her waist, holding her hands in front of her chest, looking at the disciples coming up the mountain with a serious expression.

At first glance, this disciple was about twenty years old and actually called Xiao Tong Yao a senior brother.

This big and small one, standing together, there is an inexplicable sense of joy.

"What are you looking at? If you have any questions, come here quickly!"

The nursery rhyme roared, with a very bad attitude, and a bit of the aura of teaching the younger generation in front of outsiders.

Xinxian walked over in cooperation, lowered her eyebrows and looked respectful and humble.

Forget it in front of himself, if he even gave up the face of a little nursery rhyme in front of others, he would really cry.

"Tell me, it's all here." said the nursery rhyme.

"That's right. Senior Brother Tong Yao is already ten years old and is at the age of attending public classes. Junior Sister Xinxian happens to be a new disciple and also needs to attend public classes. So the head of the sect asked me to send you your clothes. From tomorrow, you will go to attend public classes with other disciples. Don't be late, don't forget that this is your clothes."

The disciple presented the clothes with both hands. Meng Yao glanced at Xinxian. Xinxian quickly went up and took them with both hands, then retreated behind Meng Yao. The whole process was like a little brother, especially obedient.

"I got it, you go back, we won't be late tomorrow."

"That's good, goodbye to Senior Brother Tong Yao, goodbye to Junior Sister Xinxian."

"Yeah." The nursery rhyme replied.

After the boy left, the nursery rhyme said again: "Take my room with clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xinxian put his tricks on his head.

After throwing it away, she turned back to the room.

The nursery rhyme was almost furious. He pointed at Xinxian and said angrily: "The following is the best, he is disrespectful, he is simply hateful! Ling Xinxian, you hate him!"

"oh."

Xin Qian responded and closed the door.

Tong Yao took off her clothes from her head aggrievedly. He touched his nose, why was it so sour, and he wiped his eyes again, how could it be so hot!

Why haven’t the master come back yet?

He has never missed his master so much!

Early the next morning, when Xinxian got up and put on her clothes and pushed her out, Tong Yao was already waiting outside.

He was still holding his arms in front of his chest, looking like a little adult, and was particularly serious.

When he saw Xinxian, he immediately accused him: "You have to wait for you with your senior brother. There is no rule, no moral character, and it is simply a mess!"

“I didn’t seem to be late.”

"Hmph, you're late than your senior brother. Let your senior brother wait, that's late! You should feel ashamed!"

Every time nursery romaine sees her, he can find fault with her. If this is not a coincidence, it is very likely that it was intentional.

"Kids nursery rhyme, you won't get up early and wait for me here, just to scold me and scold me for being disrespectful, right?"

"You...you are talking nonsense!" Tong Yao's little face was a little red, and she didn't speak very smoothly, and she looked guilty: "How could I be such a messy person!"

"Huh? It's been an hour, why haven't you left yet?"
Chapter completed!