Female Match Between Master-Apprentice Relationship (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Baihe was ordered to come to the Qingli Palace, but was told that the god has not returned yet, and in desperation, he had no choice but to go back home after a few orders.

At that time, Luo Hua was teaching Xin Yang's introductory technique. Hearing these words, he raised his head slightly: "Isn't Qing Li Shenjun in the palace?"

Baihe nodded: "His Royal Highness said that the god has never been back since he came down."

Suddenly, I made a stroke, and the original very regular and Peugeot formation was added for no reason. The spirit suddenly vented, and when I looked again, it turned back to an ordinary drawing.

"Master~" Xin Yang opened her apricot eyes wide, looking at the scene before her, seemingly puzzled.

Luo Hua put down the pen and brushed the slightly pale palm across the slightly yellowed paper. In the blink of an eye, the pattern on the top was erased little by little and restored to its original appearance.

"Senior..." Baihe looked at Luo Hua's expression carefully, and was stunned that he couldn't see anything from that cold and indifferent face, so he had to tentatively said: "Otherwise, Xiaoxian will go to various places in the heavens, maybe You can meet..."

"No," she was interrupted by Luo Hua before she finished speaking, "Go down."

"Yes." Baihe retreated suspiciously, unable to grasp the thoughts of the superior.

Qingli Shenjun and Lord Goddess disappeared at the same time, it sounds weird, but the honor is still a light and breezy appearance, as if he doesn't care at all, no, there is still a long way to teach from the temple. Xiao Yang's voice.

But since she didn't care, why did she send her to Qingli Palace for this experience?

Baihe couldn't figure it out, so she didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, she didn't let her go looking for people, she just happened to be happy~

Compared with the peaceful Luohua Palace, the Astral Hall was obviously more nervous.

Qing Li and Mo Yue had already been seated in front of the chessboard. Although they were speechless, the black and white players played against each other, and they had become a warrior.

Mo Shi still maintains his human form, next to Mo Yue, looking at them as you come and I will continue to fall; Yao Yin originally wanted to continue to understand, but he was impetuous for some reason. After trying several times, he gave up sullenly, and simply took a cup of tea. , Approached the side of the jade table and watched the game seriously.

These two popular games are too strong, an ordinary game, stupefied to give the momentum of a thousand troops.

Yaoyin's chess skills are not superb, only a little understanding, based on her experience, now Heizi has the upper hand.

He couldn't help but glanced at Qingli, but saw that he was not in a hurry, and he didn't feel that he had fallen under anyone.

The little lion on the side, scratching his head, looked anxious.

Could this lion also understand it?

Yao Yin had just lost his mind for a while, and saw Mo Yue throw the last sunspot in his hand, and said, "It's flat."

Qingli also raised his eyes, and his thin lips raised slightly: "Three games, one win, one loss and one tie, it seems that you can't earn the ration today."

"Father..." As soon as Mo Shi heard this, the golden hairs on his head stood up anxiously, pulling Mo Yue's sleeves and cried out.

Mo Yue only glanced at the ink stone, and the ink stone fell silent on the spot, and his head dropped to the ground.