Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 75 75 Disciple
"..."

Su He's footsteps paused, stunned, turned his head to look at Zhou Xuanming, frowned slightly, and finally made a decision.

"As a teacher, ask your senior brother to help you."

Let Xiao Jingyi come, how can that be done? !
Zhou Xuanming leaned forward and leaned in front of Su He, his jade-like face lifted up, his bright black pupils looked at her, and his voice was a little soft: "Senior brother has a heavy hand, don't wait for him to bandage it. When it's over, the disciple is going to die of pain. Master, can you help the disciple?"

Su He was unmoved.

His slender fingers pulled Su He's sleeves and shook it gently: "Master, do you want to watch your disciple die of pain..."

"..."

Su He glanced at him, the young man looked at her pitifully, like a big dog who wanted to beg for food, speechless for a moment, helpless to the young man's actions.He raised his arms slightly and pulled out his pinched sleeves.

"Okay, sit up straight, don't hold your teacher's sleeve all day, what a proper way to do it."

The tone seemed to be reprimanding, but in fact it was condoning that Su He didn't notice.

Zhou Xuanming heard the words, raised his lips, sat up straight, and retracted his fingers obediently.

Only then did Su He look down at the person in front of him and said, "Take off your shirt and see for the teacher."

Here, facing the woman's gaze, Zhou Xuanming was inexplicably a little embarrassed, and his ears were a little hot.

Obviously he mentioned it first, but now he is a little shy when it comes to the end.

Zhou Xuanming's hands tightened on his side, and he lowered his eyes, thinking whether it would be better.

The young man dawdled and didn't know what he was thinking, Su He didn't know why, looked at him and said, "What are you dawdling about, take off your clothes."

Hearing this, Zhou Xuanming calmed down.

Having said all that, what's the point of retreating now.

Thinking of the boy's lips pursing slightly, he lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly at Su Hedi, pulled open the collar, tore off his shirt, and folded it to his waist, revealing a cold and thin upper body.

There are many wounds on the young man, each of which is the kind of long sword wound.

Some had red blood scabs that looked like they had been around for a while, while others had not healed completely, apparently from a recent injury.

Su He lowered his eyes and glanced at it, and there were five lines on his chest alone.

She went around behind the boy, and there was a sword wound on his back that slanted down from his left shoulder.

Zhou Xuanming has a perfect figure, wide shoulders and narrow waist, firm muscles and clear lines, and six perfect abdominal muscles are arranged in the abdomen.

Seeing this, Su He lowered his eyes and fell silent.

What did he do behind her back in the past two weeks to get so many injuries?
Su He picked up the medicine bottle on the table with a bad look, and the medicine powder fell down on the boy's wound.

She sprinkled the medicine powder expressionlessly, and said nothing, the air pressure around her body dropped significantly, exuding a coldness.

Zhou Xuanming vaguely sensed that Master was in a wrong mood.

The next second, Su He, who was half-sprinkled, made a "bang", and suddenly put the medicine bottle on the table, and the porcelain bottle and the stone table collided with a crisp sound.

Su He looked down from a height, looked down at the young man, picked up the sharp long crimson on the stone table, and placed it in front of the young man, his voice was cold: "Shouldn't you explain it to the teacher?"

The injury on the arm is not a problem. The gravel is scratched. Su He only thought that he suffered it accidentally at the bottom of the cliff and didn't say anything.

But on his body, the old and the new are obviously intertwined, which shows that he has been injured in the days when he avoided her for half a month.

It's still all sword wounds.

The neat edges of the wound indicate that the sword is definitely a sharp sword.

In this realm, the two demons and demons have been isolated from the world for nearly a hundred years and do not know how to refine swords. Where do these swords come from?

Unless he injured himself with long crimson.

This shock made Zhou Xuanming react, and Shizun was angry.

He didn't really want to hide from her.

I just didn't expect Su He to be so angry when he saw his injury.

The young man's eyes flashed, and he said, "Master, don't be angry, look."

Saying that, Zhou Xuanming stretched out his right hand, palm up, and a cluster of demonic energy was released.

The moment he saw the demonic energy, Su He frowned, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he pulled his palm to check.

Xuan Ming is enchanted?
No... not right!
From the beginning to the present, she has not felt the magic energy in him.Even if he became a Ming clan, Su He wouldn't even be able to feel the devilish energy.

What's more, he can use spiritual power to control the sword, and it is even less likely that he is a demon.

After Zhou Xuanming showed it to Su He, he held it in the palm of his hand, withdrew the magic energy, and then released the spiritual energy.

His dark eyes looked at Su He, and he said slowly, "Master, are you surprised?"

"You... Immortal Demon Double Cultivation?"

Su He had an answer in his heart, but he couldn't help but open his mouth to confirm.

"That's right, Master, as you can see." Zhou Xuanming said with bright eyes.

The dual cultivation of immortals and demons is not without precedent in Lingyuan Continent.

But that is basically equivalent to a fairy tale in the world of self-cultivation, and no one thinks that this situation will happen in reality.

But such a legendary thing fell on the head of his disciple, Su He was not surprised at the first time, but a little worried.

"How did this become like this?" Su He asked.

Zhou Xuanming saw her worry, got up and walked in front of Su He, held her shoulders, made her sit down, and said slowly.

"Master wanted to conquer the Demon Race, and the disciple felt that he was the best candidate, so... he went to the Demon Race."

As soon as this word comes out.

Su He instantly understood what he meant, and his face became even darker: "So you go to the Demon Race, what are you doing? Enter the Demon?"

She suppressed the anger in her heart and tried her best to sound calm: "Go on."

"I tried several ways to get into the devil, but none of them were successful. I heard that the Demon Realm has the most demonic energy, so I went there."

"The one who suppressed the beast of the demon race was Zhuhuan. The demon bead condensed by the first-generation Demon Venerable on his body allowed him to overcome the resistance of the bloodline of the advanced demon race and go from demon to demon. The disciple got the demon bead. Fusion."

"But I didn't expect that I wasn't completely enchanted, and the natural fire in my body accidentally allowed the spiritual energy and the demonic energy to coexist, and it became the current situation."

Zhou Xuanming briefly described the process.

After Su He heard it, he went through it in his mind and understood the reason for the boy's self-injury.

In order to let the devilish energy erode into the devil, I drew it myself.

It's easy for him to say, but it's not pleasant to wonder a little about the process.

Xuan Ming's temperament has not changed at all, he is reckless and stubborn.

Su He became angry and reprimanded in a cold voice: "Master Wei has told you that this matter will be solved by Master, who would let you do this without authorization."

Zhou Xuanming was not too impressed with this experience, and said, "I'm not all right, Master, don't be angry."

not angry?How can you not be angry.

Su He gave him a cold look, resisted his anger, got up, picked up the wound medicine and white cloth, wrapped Zhou Xuanming, and threw the medicine bottle on the table coldly.

"This time, you will give me a good thought on this wall. Think about where you are wrong, when you can figure it out and when you will see me again."

When the words fall, turn around and leave.

(End of this chapter)