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Chapter 87 No hobby of peeping at other people's baths!

Of course, I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry.

At this time, you have to play hard to get.

Shen Qiqi put on a cold and aloof attitude, treating Qiu Changfeng's tangled expression as air, not even looking at him, and only looked at her master intently.

Although Wu Qiongcang didn't know what his little disciple had in mind, it wasn't impossible if he spared a little bug and could get so many friendly looks for his little disciple.

As a master, you have to plan for your disciples.

Thinking of this, Wu Qiongcang's gloomy expression softened a bit. He was reluctant, but still nodded and said: "Okay, then I will forget about this matter as a teacher."

Shen Qiqi hurriedly said: "Thank you, Master!"

"Yes." Wu Qiongcang hummed, his eyes swept across Qiu Changfeng's face, and turned around to tell Shen Qiqi, "Disciple, listen carefully. If anyone dares to bully you again in the future, he will be punished. If you can't beat it, go to my teacher, and he will help you fight it. If it gets damaged, don't be afraid, because my teacher will help you carry it."

Shen Qiqi:...Is it still possible to do this?

The elders of the Wuji Sect: ...I wish I could give my disciples temporary deafness, so as not to be led astray by Wu Qiongcang.

How can anyone teach disciples like this? How can they behave in front of their disciples in the future? This is too much!

Wu Qiongcang couldn't see the resentment in their eyes, and in the envious and jealous eyes of the new disciples, he waved the banner of good master.

"Our rule at Baozhuan Peak is that if something happens, your masters and brothers will be the first to carry it. If you don't have any brothers, then your master will come to help you carry it. Do you remember it?"

"...Well, disciple remembers it!"

Shen Qiqi burst into tears!

It’s great to have a master!

No wonder so many people are keen to become apprentices!

She should have worshiped a master in her previous life, and maybe her death would not have been so miserable.

For the first time, Shen Qiqi felt the benefits of having a master.

Wu Qiongcang looked at the little girl's sparkling eyes and smiled.

Is this touching?

Tsk, look at this useless little guy.

He patted the young apprentice's head.

"When we were in the main hall earlier, I said that I wanted to give you a gift. I don't think I need to wait until I finish drinking the apprenticeship tea before giving it to you. I'll give it to you now."

After saying that, Guangxiu flicked his sleeves, and a chair flew from the void.

When Shen Qiqi saw it, her eyes immediately widened.

When she was apprenticed to a master in the meeting hall, her master did say that she would give her a Nine Clouds Chair.

But what is that flying in front? Is that a chair? It is clearly a bed!

The width and length are enough for two people to lie flat on their backs, and a small baby can be added in!

There was a red fur blanket made of unknown animal fur, which looked very soft and comfortable at first glance.

There is also a large red welcome pillow and a red dome gauze tent.

Under the breeze, the gauze curtain as light as catkins fluttered in the wind, which was a little enchanting and a little ethereal. It attracted everyone's attention as soon as it came.

The elders of Wuji Sect were okay, after all, they had seen Wu Qiongcang's Nine Clouds Chair before.

You are surprised because the appearance of Jiuyun Chair today is completely different from before.

It used to be just a bare chair, but there were no blankets or pillows.

Not to mention the enchanting and ethereal domed gauze tent.

They are all red, and are filled with the aura of their daughter's family. It seems that Wu Qiongcang really loves his new apprentice.

However, those new disciples had never seen the Nine Clouds Chair. When they first saw such a big bed-like chair floating in the air, they all looked at it curiously.

When they saw the flying chair flying directly in front of Shen Qiqi, everyone couldn't help but marveled again.

"Is this the Nine Clouds Chair?"

"That's probably it. Didn't you see it can fly?"

"This chair is really big. It also has a blanket and gauze tent. Flying around in the air on a chair like this must be much more comfortable than holding a sword!"

"We are all serving as apprentices. Why doesn't our master give us any gifts?"

Some people couldn't help but whisper.

The sound reached the ears of the elders, and their expressions all changed.

...It won't work, it won't work! We can't stay in this place any longer! If we stay any longer, the disciples will rebel!

The elders did not dare to stay here any longer and hurriedly left with their disciples.

The burning look was as if he was running for his life.

The place that had been crowded until now became empty.

Before Shen Qiqi could recover from the shock of "the legendary Nine Clouds Chair is actually bigger than the bed", she was put on the chair by her master with one sleeve.

Compared with the paper chair that she used to sit on in the meeting hall, the real Nine Clouds Chair was softer and more comfortable to sit on.

Shen Qiqi felt as if she had been thrown into a big ball of cotton. She was dizzy. It took her a long time to adapt. Seeing that her master was still standing below, she hurriedly stood up and said: "Master, you..."

"You can sit on your own and don't worry about me. From now on, this Nine Clouds Chair will be your exclusive mount." Wu Qiongcang pushed her down and said with a smile, "Are you ready?"

"Ah?" Shen Qiqi was confused, "Are you going to be like Yu Jian?"

When Yujian is flying, because he is at high altitude, the wind speed is several times higher than on the ground, so he has to use spiritual power to protect his body, otherwise he will not be able to bear it.

Flying on the Nine Cloud Chair should be the same as flying with a sword, right?

Shen Qiqi thought to herself that she was about to release her spiritual power to protect her body, but Wu Qiongcang curled her lips in disgust, and without explaining, a thin wisp of spiritual power hit her finger.

There were round blood beads oozing out.

But before it fell, it was absorbed by the Nine Cloud Chair.

The next moment, in addition to the Fire Lotus, Languang Qin, and Golden White Tiger, there was another chair in Shen Qiqi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The style is exactly the same as the Nine Clouds chair she is sitting on now.

But it's very mini and looks no bigger than a soybean.

Wu Qiongcang explained: "I asked you to prepare to establish a connection with the Nine Clouds Chair. A qualified mount does not require the owner to expend any effort."

Wu Qiongcang patted the chair under his hand.

Shen Qiqi was surprised and said, "Don't you use spiritual power?"

"No. The Nine Cloud Chair itself stores more spiritual power than you can imagine, so you can just think of it as a horse that can run without eating grass."

Shen Qiqi:......

When the monk flies with his sword, he relies entirely on his own spiritual power for support. The Nine-Cloud Chair can fly by itself even without her feeding it...

Before Shen Qiqi's eyes widened in shock, Wu Qiongcang said again: "If you want to go somewhere in the future, you only need to give instructions directly in your heart, and leave the rest to it."

Shen Qiqi: "...where did you go?"

"..." Wu Qiongcang was silent for a moment and then said, "In principle, that's the case, but there are some places I don't recommend you go to, such as the bathroom."

Shen Qiqi: "..."

She imagined herself sitting on a chair and suddenly barging into someone else's bath room. Two wisps of red clouds flew up on her face, and she said righteously: "No! I don't have a hobby of peeping on other people's baths!"

"Well, it would be great if you can have this awareness." Wu Qiongcang exhaled slowly, then curled his thin lips and said with a smile, "Come on, follow my teacher and say: Fly."

Shen Qiqi: "Fly."

The tail of the word "fly" was still rubbing against the lips, and the Jiuyun Chair seemed to have been kicked in the butt, causing Lao Gao to gasp!

Shen Qiqi was startled and hurriedly hugged the armrests of the chair.

Fly as fast as you want without giving anyone time to prepare...that's too much!

Fortunately, the shock only lasted a moment, and Shen Qiqi quickly adapted to it, looking around curiously.

Compared to the speed of Yujian, the speed of the Nine Cloud Chair can be said to be lightning fast. The clouds on both sides retreated rapidly, and the red gauze curtains were also fluttering in the wind.

But the strange thing is that apart from feeling a little breeze on her cheeks, Shen Qiqi doesn't have the awkwardness of having her cheeks slapped by the wind when flying with a sword, nor does she have the discomfort of having her breathing blocked.

She could only feel wisps of breeze, the kind of breeze that blew on her body like a spring breeze on her face.

No discomfort at all.

It's like sitting in a pavilion and blowing the wind.

If it weren't for the fact that she could reach out and touch the clouds on both sides, she couldn't believe that she was actually flying in the sky.

This chair is indeed much more comfortable than Jiang Xiyan's big bird chair!

When she gets the chance, she will definitely invite Xie Beiming to be her guest!

I really want Xie Beiming to feel this fairy chair of hers!

Jiuyun Chair connected with her. It had obviously flown to Baozhuan Peak, but it didn't stop. Instead, it made a dangerous and dangerous mid-air turn while grazing the top of Baozhuan Peak, and then whizzed. Suddenly, he rushed out!

The speed was even faster than before. Shen Qiqi didn't even have time to exclaim. The Nine Cloud Chair had already brought her to a stop in front of a courtyard gate.


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