The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Ouyang Huanyu said: "It was originally intended to let Pris go, but his disciple suddenly had a problem. Now he has rushed to the Blue Dragon Dynasty. You can let the people in the Lancang Dynasty contact him. I have told him before. pass."

The black man thought for a moment: "There is a presence in the blue dynasty, and there should be no problem with Pris, but you can't say Ye Qing here?"

Shen Yan Xiao’s heart jumped, they actually wanted Ye Qing!

Ouyang Huanyu’s helpless face sighed: “Ye Qing is very stubborn. I haven’t seen any signs of loosening his mouth for so many years. I haven’t dared to elaborate with him until now.”

"Ye Qing is so bad to deal with? You haven't said anything about it for so many years. He is really a piece of wood, but you should send a pharmacy master as soon as possible. If Ye Qing can't, other pharmacists can barely cope. Look." The black man is stubborn.

"I have arranged this for a few days." Ouyang Huanyu nodded.

"Right, what's the situation on the cloud? This old guy is not too young for you. Have you changed his mind?" The black man suddenly mentioned the cloud, which made it hidden. The alarm bell in Shen Yan Xiao Xin’s heart.

When it comes to the sky, Ouyang Huanyu's brow immediately wrinkles.

"Don't mention him, he is like a stone, oil and salt do not enter. I usually say a few words with him on weekdays, this old guy will drive."

The black man gave a low laugh.

"He is really the same. I and that person have been trying to win over him. Unfortunately, he always avoided us and finally hid in the deep forest. It hasn't changed for so many years, but even if you can't win him. It is absolutely impossible for him to leave your sight, let alone restore his strength, otherwise he will be a big problem for us."

"You can rest assured that I have changed the formula given to Ye Qing. Even after another hundred years, Yunxiao can never get a real blood banquet, but he has received a disciple during this time."

"Daughter? The old guy actually dared to accept his disciples. Did he forget that the students he used to be?" The black man smiled uncomfortably.

"You can't move the clouds, you might as well start from his disciples. Although the old guy has regressed a lot in strength, his achievements in the warlock are unparalleled. If he really wants to teach, he believes his disciples are not. It will be too bad. If you can, you can pull the disciple over. The old guy has always attached great importance to his apprentice. If he can hold his disciples in his hands, I am not afraid that he will not follow suit."

Ouyang Huanyu looked at the black man and said helplessly: "The problem is that I haven't figured out who his disciple is. I have been waiting in the Warlock Branch for a long time. I haven't gotten it for so long. The kid didn't know what method to use to avoid. My magical perception."

The black man was obviously a little surprised.

"Can you avoid your magical perception? As far as I know, there is something in Yunxiao that can be done, but taking things is his baby, it should not be easy to give away. When the warlock died, he used that. Things have escaped the pursuit of the country, such a life-saving character, how can he easily give people. You still pay more attention to it."

"I understand." Ouyang Huanyu nodded.