Qi Fan's eyes flashed, Baihua Palace? Qi Fan, who was about to leave, stopped and stared at the seriously injured sharp-toothed tiger, who fell down without even taking two moves from the girl in the liquid condensation stage.
Feng Meng also recovered a little at this time and no longer needed Qi Fan's support, but it was difficult for him to leave alone if Qi Fan didn't move.
Seeing Qi Fan's strange look, Feng Meng murmured to himself, 'Isn't he attracted to some girl? Baihua Palace is not easy to mess with.'
'But if Brother Qi can really capture the heart of a girl, it will be very difficult in the future. Baihua Palace is a famous protector, and even if she gets married, they will have to take care of her!'
The girl in the condensation stage waved her hand and put away the sharp-toothed tiger's body, which obviously had a storage bag. A girl with an oval face next to her noticed Qi Fan's eyes.
He secretly said to the girl in the liquid condensation stage: "Senior Sister Zhou, look at that kid, is he fascinated by you?"
Another girl looked over when she heard the sound, and then said sarcastically: "Yes, you don't even blink at this silly boy, but that's normal. Senior Sister Zhou is beautiful and powerful, so she should be charming."
The girl known as Senior Sister Zhou rolled her eyes at the two of them and said coldly: "Am I usually too nice to you? Now even Senior Sister dares to make fun of you?"
The oval-faced girl blinked and said to the other girl, "That's right, Xian'er, you've been a little proud lately."
"Humph, Shuangshuang, you are still talking about me. You are not the same. Senior Sister Zhou, I want to report Shuangshuang for having a secret tryst with someone else!" After saying this, the woman known as Xian'er made a face at the oval-faced girl.
Senior Sister Zhou frowned when she heard this and said, "Shuangshuang, is what Xian'er said true?"
Shuangshuang's mouth bulged in anger, he glared at Xian'er and said, "No, you just listen to this little prodigal spreading rumors."
Xian'er was about to say something when she was interrupted by Senior Sister Zhou, "Okay, okay, stop arguing. I keep chattering every day.
You can be a little more bold in front of me, but you have to be careful with others. Also, even if you want to choose a husband, you have to wait until the liquid is condensed. Do you understand? Even if you don't have the strength to marry, it won't last long!"
After saying that, he took a special look at Shuangshuang.
The two little girls were so proud that their heads bowed deeply after being taught this lesson.
Senior Sister Zhou glanced at the two silent people and sighed in her heart. She didn't know when these two little girls would grow up, so she said lightly, "Let's go."
Qi Fan watched the three people walking towards the entrance of the valley, without any intention of communicating with them, and immediately walked over on his own initiative.
He cupped his hands and said, "We are the outer disciples of Xuanyuan Sect. We would like to thank the fairy from Baihua Palace for rescuing us. We haven't asked the fairy for her name yet, so we can repay the fairy in the future."
Feng Meng's eyes lit up, this was a good opportunity to get on the line with Baihua Palace, and he quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, please tell me your name, fairies, I must repay you for saving my life."
Senior Sister Zhou glanced at the two of them and said indifferently: "It's just a small effort, don't take it to heart, goodbye." After that, she walked forward.
Xian'er, who was beside him, also followed. They both blinked and whispered, "This method is too old. Let's try something new."
Qi Fan looked stunned, what do you mean? The method is too old? A new method? Is there any way to repay a favor by knowing the name of the benefactor?
Feng Meng next to him looked embarrassed. This was the first time someone had directly exposed his thoughts.
Qi Fan thought about asking Feng Meng if he had any other explanation. He looked back at him and noticed the embarrassed expression on his face. He then thought of something. They didn't think I had any thoughts about them, right?
He quickly chased after her and shouted: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, fairy, I didn't mean that. I just want to ask if you know Xue Ling'er?"
Senior Sister Zhou frowned even more when she heard the shouts from behind. Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? She has seen this kind of people a lot, and she was about to fly away. With her cultivation in the liquid condensation stage, Qi Fan would definitely not be able to catch up.
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But hearing Xue Ling'er's name at the end made her pause. She turned around and looked at Qi Fan doubtfully: "Do you know Xue Ling'er?"
Qi Fan nodded and said, "Yes, you know the fairy too?"
Senior Sister Zhou shook her head and said: "I don't know her, but I have heard her name. As far as I know, Xue Ling'er has not been out since she entered the palace. How do you know her?"
Qi Fan smiled slightly and said, "We have known each other since we were children."
Both of them muttered to each other: "Childhood sweethearts?"
The sound was not loud, but everyone present could hear it. Senior Sister Zhou glared at her and both of them quickly closed their mouths.
Qi Fan also pretended not to hear, and said: "I stopped the fairy just to ask if you know Ling'er. I wonder if Ling'er is living well there? Please let the fairy know."
Senior Sister Zhou said: "I see, but we are disciples of Mei Palace, and Xue Ling'er is from Bamboo Palace, so we don't interact with each other on weekdays."
Qi Fan felt a little disappointed when he heard this. He thought he could get news about Dao Ling'er, but he took it for granted.
However, there are only a few hundred people in the Xuanyuan Sect. After staying there for several years, I may not know all of my fellow sects, let alone a large sect like Baihua Palace, which has thousands of disciples. It is normal for me not to know them.
Senior Sister Zhou looked at Qi Fan's disappointed look, thought for a while and said: "But don't worry, Xue Ling'er is the disciple of the Master of the Bamboo Palace, and her life will definitely be better than you, better than me, and her future will be limitless.
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Finally, he said something meaningful: "If you want to catch up with Xue Ling'er, come on, the Master of the Bamboo Palace takes a very close look at his disciples, and it's not easy for ordinary people."
Qi Fan was startled, nodded, said thank you, and watched the three people leave. He understood what Senior Sister Zhou said, that is, it was best not to go to Xue Ling'er before telling him that he had no strength. The Lord of the Bamboo Palace looked down upon him!
It’s not without gain, at least I know a little bit about Ling’er, but if I didn’t remember that the woman in palace clothes said she was the elder of Baihua Palace, why did she become the master of Bamboo Palace in a few years?
This is a good thing and a bad thing. For Ling'er, being a palace master's disciple is better than the elder's disciple, and the resources and life must be very good.
It's just that for me, it's not that good. The road... is still very long.
Feng Meng looked at Qi Fan with envy. He didn't expect that this usually low-key fellow disciple actually knew the fairy from Baihua Palace and was a disciple of the master of Bamboo Palace, one of the four palaces.
There is a hint of disapproval in the envy. After all, marrying a disciple of a palace master is no less difficult than marrying a disciple of one's own sect master. Thinking about it, it's just... tsk tsk.
For the time being, the two of them are only outer disciples. Compared with the disciples of the sect leader, they are as far apart as heaven and earth.
Then he patted Qi Fan on the shoulder and comforted him: "Brother Qi, it all depends on people. If it really doesn't work, there are many good choices within the sect."
Qi Fan couldn't help but nodded when he heard Feng Meng's comfort. It's true that everything depends on human effort. You will know the result only after you work hard.
Why did the second half of the sentence change? Looking at Feng Meng who was already moving forward, why are you so dismissive of me?