"Besides, you will stay in the Holy Spirit Academy to practice in the future. Regarding seniority, you have to call me a no-teacher. You should respect the teacher and respect the truth. Don't offend me."
Wuji smiled like a fox.
He had expected that she would come to him.
"Humph!" With a heavy cold snort, Qian Ling took out the jade pendant in his hand and asked, "Why do you want to do this?"
Since he was a member of the Holy Spirit Academy, why did she even ask her to bring this jade pendant to find him.
Because of this jade pendant, she didn't doubt at all that the teacher Wei in his mouth turned out to be Wei Wuji.
What a Wei Wuji, dare to play her around.
Seeing her displeased, Wuji explained with a smile, "Xiao Qianling, this jade is a precious jade, not to mention whether he has any other uses. If you are in trouble, you can sell it for a lot of money one day. Silver is not."
"So, this jade is useless?" Qian Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled coldly, and put it away faintly, "Also, I will take it to the market and sell it when I go back next time. , How much silver is it worth."
"Eh eh, wait." Wuji didn't look like she was joking, so he explained quickly, "This jade is worn by me since I was a child. Whether it is precious or not, it has a special meaning to me. Give it to you, I hope you can understand me..."
"Shut up!"
Before he finished speaking, Qian Ling severely interrupted him, his fair and pretty face was smeared with crimson, and his eyes were a little bit afraid to look at Wei Wuji. Even the voice of speaking became unconvincing, "I came to you, not to listen to you talking nonsense."
Wei Wuji noticed her anomaly.
It seems that this unfeeling little Qianling was also shy at the time.
He hooked his lips evilly, and Wei Wuji nodded in a sensational manner, "Well, Xiao Qianling, what do you want to hear from me?"
What is in her eyes is not nonsense.
"I want to ask, in the other room, what is the identity of the man in white?"
If she guessed correctly, that person is not the teacher.
It's not like an elder, so, what kind of identity is it
Wei Wuji listened to the words and did not speak, his smiling face constricted little by little, and gradually became cold. He stared deeply at Qian Ling's eyes, without blinking, with a touch of inquiry in his dark eyes, and a touch of forbearance.
After a long while, he asked a little displeasedly, "I said a woman, you don't like the man in white, right?"
And by such a coincidence, she also wore a white dress today.
Sheng Yuan also likes white.
Didn't the two look at each other
He dare! !
A sour smell gradually permeated the room, Wei Wuji condensed his previous undecent posture, and when he became cold, Qian Ling was startled.
What kind of jealous did he eat, she just asked about Shengyuan's identity.
"Am I the kind of person who is stunned!" Qian Ling stared at him contemptuously.
Even though Shengyuan was born well and had extraordinary aura, it didn't have the capital to make her fall in love at first sight.
What she likes is more of a feeling, and the feeling of Shengyuan is more of appreciation.
It's like a rare and beautiful jade, everyone will love it.
"Naturally not. If you are stunned, you should be disheartened to me the first time you see me." Wuji was relieved, and the lines on his cold face softened again.