That night, Li Yuanfang cried very sadly.
Li Zeyang expressed deep sympathy and comforted him all night. He also told him that he had fallen out of love three times in just a few days.
Li Yuanfang felt much better when she learned that Li Zeyang had also fallen out of love.
Johnson and Shen Wen, on the other hand, couldn't understand why Li Yuanfang was sad at all.
Shen Wen thinks that women are too noisy and not as fun as swords.
But Johnson believes that having brothers is enough, why do you want to play with a cute girl
Early the next morning.
As Yan Chu's royal chef, Mo Yan got up before dawn in order to make a hearty breakfast for Yan Chu.
According to what Yan Chu said, all disciples must arrive at Piaomiao Peak.
However, when he made breakfast and stayed outside Yan Chu's room until noon, when the sun was high in the sky, Yan Chu didn't even get up...
Mo Yanli didn't dare to call Yan Chu, so he could only put down his breakfast and go to the martial arts arena at Piaomiao Peak to see what was going on.
miracly…
On the martial arts field, only a group of new disciples gathered there, and none of the old disciples showed up!
"Senior Brother Xiao Mo!"
When Qi Wenhan saw Mo Yanli, he trotted up to him and asked doubtfully:
"Senior Brother Xiao Mo, what's going on now? The leader asked us to come to Piaomiao Peak in Chenshi. Why is there still no sign of the leader, and none of the senior brothers and sisters have shown up either."
Ye Lichang also came over curiously, wanting to hear Mo Yanli's explanation.
Mo Yanli frowned and said, "The leader hasn't gotten up yet..."
"You haven't gotten up yet? No way!" Qi Wenhan was even more confused, "But it doesn't matter if the master overslept. Why didn't the other senior brothers and sisters show up? Could it be that the master temporarily changed the time and place yesterday?"
As he spoke, the teleportation array at Piaomiao Peak flashed with light, and one after another old disciples yawned and walked out of the teleportation array.
When the old disciple discovered that all the new disciples had arrived, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.
The new disciples are even more confused!
When Li Zeyang's foursome came out of the teleportation array, Qi Wenhan finally couldn't help but stop them and asked:
"Second senior brother, did the master temporarily change the time and place of today's class?"
"No!" Li Zeyang and Li Yuanfang looked at each other, feeling confused.
"Then why did you come to Piaomiao Peak at noon? Is it because the time at our mountain gate is different from the time outside?"
Li Yuanfang said as if he had come before:
"You guys still don't understand the leader! In fact... the leader is sick!"
Ye Lichang suddenly worried: "The master is sick? What is it? Has the doctor seen it? Is there any treatment?"
Li Yuanfang said mysteriously:
"In the words of the leader, the disease the leader suffers from is called procrastination!"
"Procrastination?"
"Yes! This is an occasional disease. Once it attacks, the leader will be unable to move. The disease will not be relieved until something irritates him!"
Li Zeyang added:
"The leader also said that procrastination is divided into several conditions, namely difficulty in choosing, difficulty getting out of bed, and constant amnesia! And according to the understanding of us old disciples, the leader's difficulty in getting up occurs almost every day. Once, so the leader informed us to come to Piaomiao Peak at chen hour, we just need to arrive at noon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingqian walked out of the teleportation array.
Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she had only just woken up.
Even the senior sister is late on purpose. It seems that what the second senior brother said is true. The leader is really sick!
"Senior Sister Ye, Senior Brother Xiao Mo, have you ever heard of this procrastination?" Qi Wenhan said with a frown.
The two shook their heads.
Ye Lichang said to herself: "I don't know if there is an antidote for the master's disease. It would be great if my mother were here. She would definitely be able to find the best doctor for the master and cure his procrastination. of!"
Qi Wenhan originally wanted to say something, but he wanted to conceal the fact that he was the sixth prince, so he chose to remain silent.
Wait until three quarters to noon.
Yan Chu finally lazily climbed out of bed.
"Ah~~ The so-called golden nest and silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse. I slept outside a few days ago and it was too uncomfortable, but I still sleep comfortably at home!"
Yan Chu rubbed his eyes and glanced at the time vaguely.
"Wucao, it's already noon? Why didn't anyone call me?" Yan Chu said speechlessly, "It's too embarrassing to be late for the first class of the new students!"
But then he thought again.
As a leader, if you don't even have the privilege of being late, then what's the use of being a leader?
Therefore, Yan Chu confidently prepared to go back to sleep.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, which made Yan Chu unable to sleep. He could only get up and open the door.
"Master Yan, why are you still sleeping?" Mu Xuzong and Liu Yasuo stood outside the door, saying helplessly.
Liu Yasuo said: "Master, all the disciples have been waiting at the martial arts arena for a long time."
Yan Chu blushed, covered his forehead and said, "Hey, I stayed up all night last night to create a technique for Qing Qian, so I overslept. I'm really sorry!"
Staying up late to create exercises for Qing Qian?
When Mu Xuzong heard this, he quickly pulled Yan Chu back to the bed: "Thank you for your hard work, Master Yan. Don't be in a hurry about class or anything. You can go back and rest!"
He had heard from Mu Qingqian that Yan Chu created individual exercises for each disciple!
The worst ones are all heaven-level!
And Li Zeyang’s skills are even more immortal!
For the sake of his daughter's immortal-level skills, Mu Xuzong naturally wanted to enshrine Yan Chu as an ancestor.
Mu Xuzong was so enthusiastic that Yan Chu felt a little embarrassed and said:
"That's all, I'm already up anyway, let's go see the disciples first!"
"Headmaster Yan has a kind heart and works so hard for his disciples. He is a role model for us!" Mu Xu Zong said flatteringly.
Yan Chu got up, washed up, changed into clean clothes, and ate the breakfast made by Mo Yanli, before slowly taking Mu Xuzong and Liu Yasuo to the martial arts arena.
At this time, two hours have passed since the time Yan Chu agreed yesterday...
The new disciples had been basking in the sun all morning. They were all sweating profusely and looked weak.
The old disciples had just gotten up, full of energy and energy, and even formed a team.
When Yan Chu saw this, he felt a little unhappy and said:
"Look at my brothers and sisters, the disciples of the Jinglei Sect should show off the momentum of the Jinglei Sect. Are they all like eggplants beaten by frost?"
New disciple: “…”
The old disciples couldn't help but chuckle.
What the new disciples have experienced now, their old disciples have also experienced before.
But now that the old disciples are all good at it, out of revenge, they naturally want to see the new disciples embarrass themselves!
In the past, the master always bullied us, now it’s time to bully the new disciples, right? Ha ha ha ha!
Yan Chu thought for a while and said to his old disciples:
"Since you are so spirited, then run around Piaomiao Peak thirty times to set an example for your fellow juniors and junior sisters!"
Old disciple: "..."
The deepest path I have walked in my life is the leader’s routine...
(End of chapter)