long night walk

Chapter 431
She looked at the little witch who turned her mouth disapprovingly, with an expression of "even so, so what".

But what he said was another way: "Master has taught you the right thing."

She smiled sweetly, as if mixed with honey: "At the beginning when I hurt Yu, the master raised me by his side for ten years before he was able to recover. Now that the injury is even more serious, the master will keep me there day and night." It’s a thousand years to raise by your side.”

No one could hear the exaggeration in her words, and if it was someone else, they would laugh it off.

But this young man has a serious and rigid temperament, he pondered for a moment, and then said with deep conviction: "That's fine."

Ah Rao's back stiffened, her eyes widened in disbelief, her cheeks flushed and she said, "Master... Master."

He seemed to be a little tired, and he put his finger on his forehead lightly, and said: "You have a special status, and the current situation is not the same as it was in the past. You don't have to worry about others deceiving you when you are beside me as a teacher."

He calculated carefully: "Thousands of years, I can still afford to be a teacher."

It was only then that she realized that she would miss his words, and she couldn't help but feel disappointed on her face.

She wanted to pull him to say something thoughtful, but saw his pale lips and tired face.

He guessed that in the past few months, he must have lacked energy due to successive battles, and now playing the piano and casting spells for her must be very hard work.

She felt distressed, and hurriedly said: "Master is tired."

He didn't try his best, nodded, and said: "I felt a little sleepy, the spirit veins of this spring have been stabilized by my teacher, Ah Rao can rest here to heal her wounds."

She thought he was going to leave, so she tugged at his sleeve: "Master, don't go, it's good to just sleep here, Ah Rao sings a ballad to Master."

He let her wet his cuffs without being annoyed, he smiled gently and said: "Since I promised Ah Rao to accompany you until the wound is healed, I will not break my promise as a teacher."

The beautiful and enchanting witch was overjoyed, but she did not let go of the sleeves in her hands after getting the promise. She just gently tugged on his cuffs, and in the breeze and the grass fluttering, the melodious singing sounded clearer and louder.

The young sword master leaned against the willow tree by the spring, and his breathing gradually became quieter.

The singing stopped, and she stared at him blankly, her eyes gradually becoming obsessed, and she couldn't help asking: "Everyone says that I am an evil heretic, and being in Tianxi will definitely bring disaster to Tianxi. As expected, there are a lot of criticisms against Ah Rao in the world, will Master listen to what they say and think that Ah Rao will rebel?"

She is arrogant and arrogant, but also cowardly and hesitant.

If he was awake, she definitely wouldn't dare to ask such a straightforward question.

Since ancient times, the two sides of good and evil have remained unchanged.

Master saved Qimo, it was because she was Qimo.

But what if...she is not just abandoning demons?
The gentle breeze blew his blue sleeves lightly, and the willow leaves in mid-spring fluttered and scattered, just as a thin leaf fell on the tip of his handsome nose, the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful for no reason.

She looked at him for a long time, her eyes moistened by the spring water rippled, and the witch A-Rao raised her fingers tightly, trying to pick off the emerald green leaf that was about to drip.

"You can talk nonsense." The man who was sitting quietly under the green shade suddenly broke the silence.

A Rao's raised palm hovered in mid-air, his eyes were a little guilty, and he watched the willow leaves falling from the ground on the sleeves of the green clothes. Gently rubbing the meridians on the veins and leaves.

"Master..." She curled her fingers back nervously.

He didn't even fall asleep.

The master, who was sitting upright, raised his chin slightly: "If you can really do such a thing of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors, it is your ability. The most you can do as a master is to sacrifice your own ruler to interrupt you!" Legs, and then feel relieved that my disciple is promising."

He bent his knees and raised his hand to slowly lift his chin, as if a pair of eyes were smiling at her under the blue silk covering his eyes: "After all, Ah Rao, you are so old, and you still cling to Master's side all day, it is really distressing. I can take this opportunity to swipe you away with a stick, and the days without children are really not too easy."

She clearly knew that he was joking with her, but after hearing this, the witch A Rao couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

Just thinking about the scene of being chased away from him, her skin tightened immediately, and she almost swears to the sky: "Master is talking nonsense again! Even if you kill Ah Rao every bone If the roots are crushed and put together again, Ah Rao will not betray the master."

"Oh?" Master said, "Since it's something that both you and I know won't happen, why are you asking nonsense here? Could it be that Ah Rao wants to abandon me because others are jealous?" Who would go out of their way to respond to these suspicions and try to give these annoying guys a good name for their clever calculations?"

Ah Rao knew that this gentle and quiet master would sometimes be a wicked joker, and she especially loved his wickedness.

Because only at this time, she felt that they were not so much like a pair of master and apprentice.

"Master, my disciple's heart hurts..."

"Ok?"

She covets every inch of time that flows quietly.

In fact, she is not young anymore. In the eyes of others, she is a charming and mature witch, but in his eyes alone, she will always be the child who was carried back to the white camel mountain by his own hands and fed with a spoonful of hot porridge.

Ah Rao is very contradictory, she doesn't like him treating her like this, but at the same time she is glad that she has the privilege of acting like a baby that even his wife doesn't have.

"Master is just a disciple like Ah Rao, so he needs to be pampered, loved and cared for. Even if the disciple does something wrong, the master must take care of the disciple who is young and ignorant, and teach him patiently." Disciple, why did you use sticks casually to drive disciple away, if there is no A-Rao, who will buy winter clothes for Master, grind companion swords, harvest rain and make tea? Mistress does not know what Master likes."

"It's reasonable for you to deviate from the norm in your feelings." He was angry and funny.

"No." Ah Rao was extremely persistent, with a serious look on his face: "What the disciple means is that since Master took Ah Rao back to the mountain 500 years ago and accepted him as a disciple, then Ah Rao is Master's, and he will be his disciple for the rest of his life." Master, Ah Rao, don't leave Master, even if it's a hypothetical, don't!"

From Fang Geyu's point of view, when she said the phrase "Ah Rao belongs to Master", the light in her eyes was so thrilling, as if she was hiding the unspeakable chaos.

However, she read it out in such a humble, deceitful voice that recognized her identity.

"Even if the disciple deviates from the scriptures, the master can break the disciple's legs, break the disciple's wings, and seal the disciple in the dark sin sword pool forever, the disciple must never leave the master!"

He was silent for a while, and finally smiled helplessly: "You rascal."

When he smiled, she saw a hint of favor in him, and she also laughed: "Yes, disciple Popi Master."

(End of this chapter)