Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 2 Worship me as a teacher
The dumpling froze visibly.

Yu Yan's heart was full of turbulent waves!
The woman bent over, a strand of hair fell to her chest, she raised Tuanzi's chin, and fixed her gaze firmly into his eyes.

Those are a pair of beautiful eyes.

It is said in the book that Feng Su's eyes are what he likes the most. Feng Su's eyes are narrow and long and cold all the year round, but they always flash intimacy when facing her. It's just that he didn't expect the master he trusted for many years to have such affection for him. In the end, he almost succeeded in taking it by force. Thanks to Xiao Qingmei's sword, he was able to keep his innocence.

Yu Yan narrowed her eyes, should she kill him now.

Or... Gouging out the eyes first.

The force on the slender fingers became stronger and stronger, and the boy hummed uncomfortably.

Yu Yan snapped back to her senses.

She let go of her hand, what was she thinking just now!
She was just one step away from entering the late stage of Mahayana, and she was implicated in the karma of killing for no reason, and she would be punished by thunder and calamity in the future.

Yu Yan took a deep breath.

After knowing it, she seemed to have interrupted the story of the acquaintance of the hero and the heroine. Feng Su was brought here by her, but Su Ruoruo failed to save him.

It means that the content in the book is not predetermined and she can change it.

Yu Yan thought that in the plot, she didn't break through the late stage of Mahayana when she was about to die, and even regressed because of her obsession, she smiled sarcastically with disdain.

"Silly."

Two words leaked from her lips in a low voice, but the whole cave seemed to be echoing.

Feng Su's dull eyes moved slightly.

He seemed to want to raise his hand, but just grabbing her on the road had exhausted all his strength.

Yu Yan carefully examined the boy's body, and at this moment he had already passed out.

The meridians all over his body were broken, but fortunately, the spiritual roots were still there.

There are very few descriptions of his past in the book, and Yu Yan doesn't know what Feng Su has experienced. At such a young age, his body is injured like a monk who has gone through thousands of sails for decades.

Cangmiao Zongyan Huifeng
The pink peach blossoms on the peak are in full bloom, and the petals are spreading like a pink carpet.

After Yu Yan brought Feng Su back, she placed him in the side hall.

After days of recuperation, the trauma on the boy's body has healed.

"senior."

Feng Su saw Yu Yan's back from a distance, and he walked straight towards her.

"What's the matter?"

Yu Yan shook the wine glass in her hand, the bottomless pink liquid rippling lightly, reflecting the woman's thrilling face.

She's been struggling these days.

Does she want to accept Tuanzi as an apprentice?

Accept it, she is somewhat repulsive, but if you don't accept it, it will appear that she is cowardly?
The woman's eyes fell on the boy's face.

She accepted apprentices—she turned black—she fell in love with her apprentice—she was stabbed to death by his little green plum

There seemed to be a clear thread in her mind reminding her of everything that would happen five years later.

But now the most important part.

His little green plum... seems to be absent for the time being.

Yu Yan hooked her lips, she was finally willing to look away.

Accept, must accept.

She had a hunch that if she avoided her, there was a high probability that she would have a demon.

She is someone who wants to break through the late stage of Mahayana as soon as possible.

Last time, I was ruined by this book at the door.

Feng Su's cheeks flushed when she saw her.

His cramped hands were held behind his back.

"Adore me as your teacher, I will heal your wounds on your meridians, and from now on you can re-enter the immortal path."

The woman's voice was like the sounds of nature, Feng Su looked at her in shock.

Being saved by her was already the luckiest thing he had encountered in the past five years, and he never expected to be able to worship her as his teacher.

(End of this chapter)