Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 231 The Hypocritical Master in the Cultivation of Immortals ([-])
Sitting in the meeting hall was a man in azure robe, about 30 years old, with jade hairpin and ordinary appearance.

"Sect Master." Nan Wan bowed politely.

"Junior Sister." Shen Rong stepped forward to support her, and asked with hypocritical concern: "Why are you here? Are you in good health? Do you want to send some Ganoderma lucidum over there?"

Nan Wan vaguely recalled that the original owner rejected his request to accept apprentices because he said he was unwell.

It doesn't hurt to use it again now.

"Cough." Nan Wan pushed his hand away and coughed a few times weakly: "I'm sorry to trouble the suzerain."

Shen Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

If he hadn't had to rely on Nan Wan at the moment, he would have wanted to point at him and scold him.

You are weak, am I weak?
It’s all been practiced for hundreds of years, who doesn’t know you?
"Junior Sister." Shen Rong pretended to comfort her a few words, and then casually mentioned: "I heard that you have accepted an apprentice recently."

Nam Wan didn't deny it.

"Today's Zongmen Grand Competition is coming soon." Shen Rong picked up the tea on the table and sipped lightly: "If junior sister is free, you can go and see if there are any suitable disciples, your Jianfeng is too deserted."

Nan Wan calmly took a sip of tea, secretly thinking about how to refuse.

Shen Rong was probably afraid of her rebuff, so he beat around the bush and said, "Those two of your disciples will also participate in the competition this year, why is it that you, a master, are absent?"

Even if Nanwan doesn't accept apprentices, at least he has to show his face.

Several other sects in the province secretly scolded him that there is no one in Jianzong.

Nanwan usually would not refuse to move out Bai Mianmian.

Sure enough, Nan Wan agreed after thinking about it.

Seeing her nodding, Shen Rong's brows twitched slightly, and his face was filled with joy: "Then I'll make arrangements now, and I won't bother Junior Sister for the time being."

Nan Wan took a fixed look at him, turned and left.

"Master."

After Nan Wan left, a man in black suddenly walked out of the meeting hall.

"How did Lord Sword Immortal agree today?"

"Sword Immortal? She also has the face to call herself a Sword Immortal?" Shen Rong sneered, "A waste that has been stuck in the out-of-body period for the rest of her life."

He is only one step away from the stage of leaving his body, and when he succeeds, Nan Wan can only kneel down and beg for mercy.

Thinking of the scene at that time, the smile on Shen Rong's face became brighter.

"What Master said is true." The man in black lowered his head, a trace of darkness quickly flashed across his eyes, and the originally dark eyes suddenly turned red.

Shen Rong was immersed in his own thoughts, and did not notice this weird scene.

Sword Peak.

"Master."

Gu Jing blinked: "Do I want to go, too?"

"No need." Bai Mianmian said with a smile: "It's just me and senior brother, it's good for the junior brother to watch from the audience."

Gu Jing was cute and well-behaved.

Rao is as cold-hearted as a senior brother, and he is reluctant to say a harsh word to him.

"Ah."

Gu Jing nodded obediently, "At that time, I will cheer for my brothers and sisters in the audience."

"Little brother is really nice."

A smile appeared in Bai Mianmian's eyes, and he tentatively reached out to touch Gu Jing's head.

Sheng Ze took a step back and stood in front of Gu Jing calmly.

"Junior Sister, the Grand Competition is coming, don't slack off, let's practice swords!"

Bai Mianmian rolled her eyes silently.

"Master." She looked at Nan Wan asking for help.

"Your senior brother is right, you really need to practice more." Nan Wan blushed without heartbeat.

As for the matters between the male and female protagonists, let them figure it out on their own!
According to their personalities, it is estimated that there is still a long way to go.

Sheng Ze breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Bai Mianmian away quickly.

"Master, the two disciples are leaving."

"Master."

A tangle flashed across Gu Jing's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Nan Wan reached out and touched his head.

"Master, I want to go back and visit my mother." Gu Jing lowered her head, anxiously waiting for Nan Wan's answer.

The world of cultivating immortals pays attention to cutting off the front edge. As long as you embark on the road of cultivation, you need to forget the past.

"I'll go with you." Nan Wan bent down and gently picked him up.

In her previous life, Gu Jing was fifteen years old when she was apprenticed to her teacher. She has already gone through the world's ups and downs, and she has completely cut off her relationship with the world.

This life is ten years earlier than the previous life.

It is normal for Gu Jing to want to go home and see her mother.

"Thank you, Master."

Gu Jing was grateful in her heart, and unconsciously hugged Nan Wan's neck tightly.

mortal world.

A dilapidated house.

Nan Wan stopped outside the house door.

Gu Jing pushed open the door, and entered the back room familiarly.

Lying on the couch in the back room was a woman with a pointed chin, and her brows and eyes could vaguely glimpse the splendor of the past.

"mother."

Seeing the skinny woman lying on the bed, Gu Jing shouted timidly.

"Why did you come back? Who told you to come back?" The woman turned her head away, unwilling to look at him.

"You father and son have exactly the same disgusting methods. One is looking forward to my death, and the other will not let me go even if I die."

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Gu Jing cried out in a crying voice.

"Go away, don't be hypocritical here, I don't want to see you."

Seeing the same eyes as that man's, the woman felt even more disgusted.

"If you are really filial to me, go away and never come back."

……

"Get out." Seeing that Gu Jing was still standing there, the woman scolded again.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

Gu Jing wiped away the tears from her face, and solemnly kowtowed three times.

"Squeak."

The door is closed.

The woman struggled to get up from the couch and opened the window beside her.

Looking at the small back, the woman's eyes were filled with sadness.

When, she couldn't even tolerate her own son.

At the beginning, she clearly told herself that she would treat this child as a treasure.

Tears silently slid down from the corners of the eyes and dripped on the window sill until they disappeared.

Gu Jing walked out in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Nan Wan's voice was gentle.

"Master." Gu Jing couldn't control her tears anymore, and big tears fell down: "I will have no mother in the future, and I will have no home."

Since he was a child, his mother has always raised him.

He still loves her even though he treats him badly.

Nan Wan reached out and gently wiped away his tears.

"I told you before that Jianfeng is your home."

"Hmm." Gu Jing's eyes turned red.

"Let's go!" Nan Wan hugged him and left.

Gu Jing didn't look back.

From today onwards, he and Fan Chen have made a clean break, and have no more ties to each other.

The woman stared out the window blankly.

As if thinking of something, she suddenly laughed.

The voice became more and more sad.

"Mom, you must be fine in the future."

"Xiao Jing."

The woman clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh.

"You should be fine too."

She is ashamed of this son.

She really hated him, but also really loved him.

Perhaps leaving is her best destination.

The woman quietly closed the window, returned to the couch, and silently closed her eyes.

"Master, will you abandon me in the future?" Gu Jing pulled Nan Wan's clothes and raised her head to ask.

"No." Nan Wan shook his head, "Master will never abandon you."

"I believe in Master." When she said this, Gu Jing's eyes were as bright as stars.

As long as the master doesn't abandon him, then he will always be by the master's side.

(End of this chapter)