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

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The silver whip flew playfully around the round table several times before obediently wrapping it around Xin Yang's waist. From a distance, it looked like a beautiful silver ribbon, and it was not a legendary ancient artifact.

"The name of this whip is'Brochen'," Luo Hua took a step forward and slowly walked towards Xin Yang: "It is a magic weapon selected for you by the teacher and goddess, Xiao Yang, you must remember that you must never leave your body in the future. "

Xin Yang looked down at the whip around her waist. He was delighted at the same time and passed a trace of loss, but quickly concealed the past, and only nodded very obediently, "Thank you, Master," he said timidly. Yaoyin on the side said, "Thank you, Lord Goddess."

"The things that you gave me are really extraordinary, and my gifts are all made of mediocre things." Wei Ran pretended to be dissatisfied and deliberately teased.

Anyone who knows the goods knows that the broken dust is an ancient artifact, belonging to the branch of the Yanlong whip, although it is far less than the Yanlong whip, it is enough to ride the dust in the world magical implement.

The lord really loved the little apprentice very much, and the immortal body had not yet been cultivated, so he had prepared such a valuable natal magic weapon for him.

"I have prepared a gift for my esteemed and loved one. It is a pity that it is not as precious as the dust. I just talked about my heart." Yao Yin stood up quietly, and as soon as he waved his sleeve, the black wooden box fell on it. Si Lixingjun, who was already dumbfounded, held it.

"This, this..." Silixing Jun seemed to have received a hot potato. He held the box and looked at Yao Yin, and then at Luohua. He found that both of them had a cold expression without any extraneous expressions. He was even more at a loss, neither did he accept it, nor did he accept it.

Wei Ran took two steps back consciously, and raised his eyes to look at Yao Yin. In the past tens of thousands of years, no one has dared to refute the prince so boldly.

The atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Luo Hua's eyes were extremely deep, like the bottomless Shen Yuan on the summit of the Northern Desolation, dangerous and shocking, and he drew straight into the depths of his soul.

Yao Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, and met his eyes lightly, his face calm.

"My Goddess, what's in it?" The crisp childish voice broke the deadlock in time, and Xin Yang asked when he ran to Sir Lixing, raising his little head curiously.

Yaoyin paused, but this stopped her. Qingli gave her this box, and she didn't know what was inside.

"You will know when you open it."

Si Li Xingjun bent down very intimately, Xin Yang stretched out a small fleshy hand, and really opened the box in public, Yao Yin glanced slightly, and was surprised that it was the neon feather feather she saw last time!

"Didn't you tell you that it's not too good?" Yaoyin quietly conveyed to Qingli. This Yuyi is the best of the fairy artifacts. When she returns it, she must also return the same level of artifacts. Qingli must be deliberate. Pit her!

"It's only defective, the goddess thinks it's good?"

"..."

It's only defective...what else can she say?

At the same time, Wei Ran's face turned from white to black. She gave a feather robe beforehand, and Yaoyin gave a better one afterwards. This was a naked face slap, and if she guessed correctly, Almost all such high-level magical artifacts came from Qingli's hands, so what is the relationship between Yaoyin and Qingli?