Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 5389 Teacher's Ceremony

Chidong’s face was gloomy, and he guessed it’s true!

At the beginning of the cloud, I went to find Xuanhui twice, just to match the Zen. Now it is obvious that Xuanhui and the non-talking have reached a consensus, so I called the scent of the cloud to celebrate the work!

If it is not a celebration, why do you still hold a jar of spirits? !

Xuanhui, the old vulture, used him as a fool! Really looking for death!

Xuan Hui naturally did not know that Red East had already made up a big drama. He saw the wine jar held in the heart of the black heart and frowned. "What do you do with the altar?"

At the beginning of the cloud, the jar was placed on the table, and then he said, "I think about it. Today, I have to set Master's things down. This altar is a teacher's gift."

Whether it is Xuan Hui or no, I feel that this little girl is really awkward!

Is there only a wine for the teacher?

At the beginning of the cloud, it seems that the meaning of the two people is seen. The wine seal is opened, and the room is filled with mellow wine.

At the beginning of the cloud, I have been in the city of Supreme for a few years of aging. Because it is too mellow, even if it is just a cup of ordinary spirits, it can make it a rare gift on the market. liqueur.

After the opening of the wine seal at the beginning of the cloud, I avoided it. It was really too strong, and she was a cup of wine, for fear of being drunk.

Without the head and Xuan Hui, they came together in front of the jar, and their faces showed a hint of coveted color.

It’s not that they don’t hold it. It’s really that this wine is too mellow, it seems to have been a thousand years!

At the beginning of the cloud, I saw the look of the two people, hooked the corners of the mouth, stepped forward, and buckled the wine seal. Even so, the room was filled with mellow wine.

"Small nine-headed girl, I told you before, you are only deceived by Xuanhui, he is not suitable for you as a master, so you still worship me as a teacher!" No eyes on the wine jar Said.

He now completely forgot, and previously said that he could not accept a little girl as an apprentice as the head of Zen.

Xuan Hui listened to him saying this, suddenly anxious!

"Cloud, Xiaojiutou, don't listen to him nonsense! Our teacher-study fate is set in the last life. You called me a few masters before, and you should worship me as a teacher."

On the one hand, Xuan Hui is trying to compete with the head of the game. On the other hand, he likes wine in the first place, and sees such a mellow wine naturally.

At the beginning of the cloud, she was very proud. Before she went to the feast, she found Xuanhui’s glass and drink.

And whether it was yesterday's dinner or today's lunch, Yuan Zhi prepared a small pot of spirit wine for Xuan Hui, this Xuanhui is obviously a drinker!

As for the lack of head, although there is no such thing as Xuanhui, but he will drink a few cups at each banquet, plus this wine market is not at all, naturally will be tempted.

Although the heart of the cloud is proud of her heart, her face is a very embarrassing expression.

Until Xuan Hui and others were anxious, Yunchu said:

"There is no head, it does not contradict, the Buddha once gave me a dream, saying that I and Xuan Hui's former life is a master and apprentice. If this is not the case, this cause and effect, I and Xuanhui can not fly."

Xuanhui heard the words, immediately a hi, it seems that this little girl decided to worship him as a teacher!

"But, there is no reason to say that you have no head. The Zen Buddhism and the Devil's Temple are now cooperative. If I want to be the master of the Xuan Hui, I am afraid that Xuan Hui will be in trouble.

Moreover, you have to take care of me without a hand, and the Zen brothers are also very good to me. Hey, I am really embarrassed, I am dying! "At the beginning of the cloud, I said with a sad face.

The little man in this heart is happy and straightforward. One master is also worshipping. The two masters are also worshipping, and they are collected together!

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, today is still eight, see you at three.

(End of this chapter)