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Chapter 822: Sending Relatives


Mu Chuyue's attitude remained unchanged during the whole process, which was far from the image of a compassionate teacher that most people generally imagined.

Contrary to her sweet face, Mu Chuyue looked more like a strict teacher, a particularly strict one.

Zhou Yifan followed his words and left, not daring to say another word in front of Mu Chuyue.

Xiao Jinyan was amazed by his silence.

"I didn't expect Yue'er to be so strict when she taught her disciples."

"Why didn't you expect that?"

Mu Chuyue took a step back, raised her head slightly, and looked at the other party sideways, with a provocative attitude, "otherwise, what do you think?"

"I really didn't expect it," Xiao Jinyan chuckled, "I originally thought Yue'er would be gentler." "" Wenwen Mu Chuyue sweated profusely.

To be honest, she never thought that she had the potential to be gentle, at least not when it came to teaching people alchemy.

Otherwise, Mu Chuyue would not have confiscated even one of her disciples before she was reborn.

You know, she has the ability to make alchemy, but if she has nothing to do, she will just teach her disciples everything in detail, but she is not that leisurely and relaxed.

If you have this time, it would be better to refine some elixirs yourself.

After all, from the perspective of people like Mu Chuyue who stand at the top of the alchemy pyramid, the more basic things are, the more you need to rely on your own insights to understand them.

Otherwise, even if you can really embark on the path of an alchemist, you are destined to not go far.

What she wants is not a world full of peaches and plums, but only the geniuses with top potential among them.

After all, the existence of a disciple is not indispensable to Mu Chuyue.

"Master brings us in, and cultivation depends on oneself.

How far he can go does not depend on me as the master, but on how much effort he is willing to put in.

Can gentleness and other things teach a top alchemist?"

Mu Chuyue He looked at Xiao Jinyan speechlessly, too lazy to discuss it with him any more.

She finally saw that this guy was clearly just taking this opportunity to flatter her.

Who says female chefs should be gentle?

Her tenderness is very limited, she has to choose someone "Sounds very reasonable."

Xiao Jinyan managed to say such a sentence with interest, and his eyes looking at Mu Chuyue gradually deepened.

"What does it mean to be reasonable?

It's obviously very reasonable.

You call it a misnomer.

It seems that someone has to go back and redo some of the most basic knowledge."

The team of Elite Class Two has once again grown with the addition of Zhou Fan and Xiao Nian Gao, and now has twenty-two people.

If this group of people were lined up on the streets of Dongshuang City, there would be no room for anyone else to pass in the middle.

Of course, this group of people had no intention of being so ostentatious.

But when everyone was approaching the city gate, the streets in the distance suddenly became noisier, and the sound of festive gongs, drums and suonas quickly reached everyone's ears from far to near.

The team stopped here unconsciously.

The same is true for the flow of people walking on the street.

The crowds separated towards the two sides of the road and took the initiative to leave the middle empty.

One by one, the children squeezed their heads out from between the adults' legs and kept looking in the direction of the wedding procession.

Zhou Yifan saw the familiar face of the tall man on the horse, and his eyes suddenly turned to the luxurious sedan chair behind him.

He suddenly realized something, and felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

The sedan chair was carried by eight people as promised. xx4911131: