"Yes, you are very beautiful, aren't you?"
Xu Miao nodded, with a tone of regret and envy.
Women may be naturally irresistible to beauty.
If a woman is so beautiful, even women can't help but admire her.
When she saw Master Yan Xiangnuan for the first time, she was amazed and even a little unbelievable.
How could someone be so beautiful?
Comparing the two, Master Yan Xiangnuan was the one carefully carved by Nuwa. , and they were little yellow mud figures who were whipped out with vine whips, with that appearance, that Her temperament is simply prettier than that of a TV star.
The key is that Yan Xiangnuan was still pregnant at that time.
Now after giving birth, not only is her figure not out of shape at all, but also because she became a mother, her whole person exudes a Such a happy color also made her almost afraid to recognize the person when she saw him just now.
It's really because Yan Xiangnuan's beauty is the kind of eye-catching beauty, so beautiful that it's foul.
I'm talking about people like Yan Xiangnuan.
That face alone can probably cause countless heroes to bend.
If this was done in ancient times, That is the disaster of beauty that brings disaster to the country and the people.
Such a woman should be born different "Huh, what's the use of being pretty?
When you meet an enemy, the other party won't show mercy just because you're pretty."
The female Xuanmen disciple who didn't hide her expression sneered coldly when she heard this, her tone full of disdain: "Besides, Well, we know better than anyone how difficult the path of metaphysics is.
Even if you have talent, it still takes time to settle down.
This does not happen overnight.
We have all been worshipers of metaphysics since we were young, but we have only learned a little bit. .
She is getting started.
She is more than ten years later than us, and she is not too young.
I heard that she is still a married woman, so I can't help but be curious.
Why did she let the head make an exception and accept her as a closed disciple?
In Xuanmen, she was the first My age does not meet the conditions for accepting a disciple.
Furthermore, who among us is not better than her?
It’s really easy for her to be a master uncle.
In short, I don’t accept it.
If she doesn’t have real ability, I won’t recognize her as a master uncle.”
The female disciple said angrily, even looking at it completely.
The face looks warm.
Although she was very impressed by Yan Xiangnuan's appearance, she still had strong objections.
She felt unhappy that Yan Xiangnuan had managed to get through with his face and was so much higher than them in terms of seniority.
They are all disciples of Xuanmen, why should she be special, why should she be able to worship the head of Xuanmen as her teacher.
"You can't say that.
Although my uncle started relatively late, I heard that my uncle is very capable."
Xu Miao explained with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
Although she had not witnessed Yan Xiangnuan's ability last time, when a group of them followed the acting head Yang Qing to the construction site, the matter had been almost solved, but she also knew that Uncle Shi was definitely not simple.
The scene and the sinister atmosphere were unusual, and she was shocked when she saw it.
"Hmph, you will believe that you are so easy to fool."
The female disciple who complained before was named Qiao Ruo.
She didn't believe Yan Xiangnuan's ability at all.
She thought that even if she was extremely talented, she wouldn't be able to do it.
In just a short period of time after getting started, he became more powerful than those of them who had studied diligently for decades.
Metaphysics requires talent, but it also requires a lot of hard work.
No one can achieve it in one fell swoop.
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""Xu Miao didn't dare to accept Qiao Ruo's words.
Qiao Ruo has a bad temper, and she knows that.
As a female disciple of the same generation, she is also more talented than them, so she is always very arrogant on weekdays, and she always hopes that she can become a Xuanmen Yi.
The most outstanding female disciple of her generation, if it weren't for Yan Xiangnuan, the great uncle who suddenly appeared, her future and talent would definitely be among the best in Xuanmen.
But no matter how talented you are, even if you look down on Yan Xiangnuan, your great uncle, you can't talk about it behind your back.
Given the seniority of the other party, even if it's just a vase, they have to respect each other as their great uncle honestly.
This fact will not change, so Xu Miao is a little embarrassed.
It is said that once a master is always a father, unless the master's uncle is expelled by the master, she will always be their master's uncle, but how is it possible to be expelled from the master's sect?
Xu Miao thought about it, pursed her lips and sighed inwardly.
"Anyway, if you want to convince me, Qiao Ruo, you must have the ability, otherwise I won't give you face even if you are the leader."
Qiao Ruo snorted coldly, and then walked away.
Xu Miao and several other Xuanmen disciples looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
With Qiao Ruo's temper like this, they had no choice but to let her lose her temper and complain.
Here, after Yan Xiangnuan met Xu Miao and others, he followed his senior brother Xuan Mo to the transport building.
"Junior sister, this is your room in Xuanmen."
Xuan Mo took Yan Xiangnuan to the Chengyun Building and stood at the door of a room with the name "Zong" hanging on it.
The Chengyun Building is where Xuanmen disciples live.
Xuanmo lives alone on the last floor of the Chengyun Building.
No one lives on this floor except him.
The other disciples live on the third floor, the second floor, and the first floor according to their seniority.
The room next door to Xuan Mo's house has always been empty.
Yan Xiangnuan is a close disciple of the leader, so naturally the room is on the same floor as Xuan Mo's.
"It looks good."
Standing at the door of the room, looking at the antique-scented door, Yan Xiangnuan admired and stretched out his hand to push it open.
What he saw when he entered the room was a room with traditional colors.
The overall design style was very clean and simple, and the bed also had some ancient atmosphere.
Yan Xiangnuan took a look at it quietly, and after sizing it up, he nodded with satisfaction: "Senior brother Where to live?”
"Then."
Xuan Mo pointed at the door of a room not far away.
There was also a Zong character hanging on the door.
Yan Xiangnuan immediately knew that this room was arranged according to seniority in Xuanmen, so he nodded to his senior brother and walked into the room to sit down and rest.
After all, I had been walking for a whole day.
Although I had my vitality to protect my body, I would not feel tired, but maybe because of my confinement at home, I felt very lazy now.
"You're tired too.
Have a good rest.
I'll take you to dinner later."
Xuan Mo told Yan Xiangnuan, being a gentleman and not entering Yan Xiangnuan's private room.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Yan Xiangnuan thanked him in the room, and saw that the senior brother reached out to close the door of the room.
Seeing this, Yan Xiangnuan smiled and turned around and walked to the bed in the room, lying on the bed comfortably.
He took out his mobile phone and was about to play a video to Jin Weimo, but found that there was no signal on the mobile phone, and Yan Xiangnuan was not in a good mood.
Wonderful.
She really didn't expect that the mobile phone signal here was not very good.
Although there was a weak signal, it was not enough to play videos. aa2705221: