Ning Su had lived for hundreds of years, and he could guess Su Yuening's thoughts. Knowing that Su Yuening began to doubt, he immediately pretended to be miserable. He released his strength, put some weight on Su Yuening's arm, and walked forward slowly and "weakly".
Su Yuening didn't doubt him, "Brother, give me a hand, let's go out and talk."
Mao Hu: “…”
He wanted to say, Junior Sister, my godfather is fine, nothing happened.
Mao Hu opened his mouth, but before he could utter a single syllable, Ning Su glared at him: "..."
Forget it, it’s better if he doesn’t say anything.
My godfather must have his reasons for doing this.
He couldn't disrupt his master's plan.
Soon, the three of them left the Baicheng Auction House.
As soon as they walked out of the door, Su Yuening let go of Ning Su's arm and quickly turned her head before Ning Su could react.
Then……
I saw Ning Su’s ruddy old face.
"Master, you are not poisoned."
She had seen the thousand faces of poisoning in books.
Ning Su looked energetic and showed no signs of poisoning.
"Master..."
Ning Su was exposed as soon as he stepped out of the door, and his old face was so hot that he was about to burst into flames.
"Master made a mistake."
"The air choked me, and I thought I was poisoned."
"This cannot be blamed on the teacher. It is not the teacher's fault."
"It's all the air's fault."
Ning Su shirked responsibility and winked at Mao Hu, "Right, Mao Hu?"
Mao Hu said yes repeatedly.
Even if Ning Su said he was a pig, he had to cooperate.
Su Yuening: "..."
Is it the air that’s to blame?
She was speechless.
—
The atmosphere was tense.
Ning Su half-closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
"Master, you."
When Su Yuening saw Ning Su wiping his eyes pitifully, her heart softened and she couldn't bear to say anything harsh.
"...Don't scare me like this next time. I thought Master was really poisoned."
"Oh, okay, okay."
When Ning Su heard this, he thought, doesn’t this mean that he doesn’t want to bother with him?
His eyes suddenly opened, he became energetic, and said in a pleasant manner:
"No, no, there won't be a next time. How could a master bear to scare his disciple?"
If there is a next time, it will be when a bad woman seduces his disciple.
Su Yuening circled around Ning Su, looking him up and down. "Then why did Master pretend to be poisoned?"
"..." Ning Su stuck out his tongue, tilted his head, and continued to "play dead".
He couldn't say that he came to disrupt the situation because he was worried that she would be taken away by a vixen.
He was afraid that his disciples would think there was something wrong with his brain.
Feeling sad, Ning Su looked up at the sky and sighed tiredly. It's really not easy to be a master these days.
Worrying about this and that, in the end, he still has to worry about whether his disciples' impression of him will change.
Oh, it’s too bitter, too bitter.
Su Yuening: "..."
Why is her master such a dramatic person?
She didn't ask any sensitive questions, so why did her master act like he had seen through the world?
"If Master doesn't want to talk about it, forget it."
After a stalemate, Su Yuening stopped holding Ning Su and said, "Let's go back to the sect."
The system said that Ximen Ting wanted her life and would intercept them halfway.
But she didn't know the exact time.
It would be better to leave first.
If you stand at the door of the Baicheng Auction House, you will be targeted by many forces, and it will be even more dangerous at that time.
There are still many forces willing to make friends with the Ximen family.
With so many people around, the three of them alone couldn't escape.
Her current cultivation level is low, so she can only defeat Ximen Ting’s two followers. She is really powerless against cultivators with high cultivation levels.
As the son of the first family, Su Yuening was worried that Ximen Ting was secretly protected by a powerful cultivator.
You can't rely entirely on the master.
Even with the system by her side, her path and future still depend on her alone.
"Okay, go back!"
The purpose of coming out is to see the world. After the auction is over, Ning Su should take Su Yuening back.
Go back and practice more, the freshman competition is coming soon.
It goes without saying that Tu Tu wants to compete for a better ranking.
"Mao Hu, call the monster out."
When they came, they were flying on swords.
But the speed of flying swords cannot compare to the wind bird which is famous for its speed.
Ning Su had subdued a mutated wind bird in his early years. At that time, he found it troublesome to raise the monster, so he gave the wind bird to Mao Hu.
The mutated wind bird is twice as fast as the ordinary wind bird. They can cut the time in half by riding the wind bird.
"good."
Mao Hu took out the monster bag, untied it, and threw it to the ground.
A wind bird with its wings folded up appeared out of thin air.
The wind bird is very docile, with a beak that is neither long nor short, light blue wings, blue-black tail feathers, and a body length of about ten meters. It looks very strong and powerful, and it lets out a loud hiss towards the sky.
Seeing Ning Su and Mao Hu, he flapped his wings and arched his body affectionately.
Su Yuening stared at the monster bag thoughtfully.
Should she prepare one and hide the little fox in it?
No need to worry about being discovered.
I just don't know if the little fox is willing to stay in the dark space of the monster bag.
The Holy Fire Fox, who was lying comfortably on the bed far away in Lingmiao Sect, rolled off the bed with a "paji".
He shrugged his nose in confusion.
Then he stretched out his front legs and jumped back onto the bed.
Strange, is the owner thinking about it?
Ning Su touched the wind bird's neck, fed it a spirit stone, and then called out to Su Yuening and Mao Hu.
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