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

Chapter 85 He Will Not Be Captured
"Yes."

Ji Wuye held the hilt of the sword.

The sword moves that he had comprehended before flowed out along with his movements, and a trace of appreciation flashed across Yu Yan's eyes.

The juvenile's kendo talent is good.

That day Yu Yan accepted him as a disciple, the biggest purpose was to let him avoid the bullying of the outer disciples.

To this day, she can't help re-examining Ji Wuye.

It was her negligence, how can someone who can ascend to the position of Demon Lord by himself be mediocre?
After the young man put away his sword, Yu Yan waved her hand to greet him.

Ji Wuye offered the Qingyu sword with both hands.

"Master, please explain to the disciple."

He raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes filled with sincerity as he spoke.

Yu Yan took the sword manual that she had put on the table casually, pointed to one of the moves and began to explain.

She saw very clearly just now that the boy got stuck here.

The woman's voice was lazy and casual, Ji Wuye involuntarily shifted his gaze to her face after hearing it.

There was a sudden knock on the forehead.

The boy quickly covered it.

"understood?"

Yu Yan raised her eyes lightly and asked.

Ji Wuye nodded quickly, his expression was unprecedentedly serious,
"Disciple understands, thank you, Master."

"Go back and practice more, and the teacher will check it another day."

Yu Yan handed the sword manual to Ji Wuye, and accidentally touched him with her fingers.

The boy's whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, he raised his head and glanced at her very quickly.

Before Yu Yan could delve into the meaning, the other party turned around and ran away as if fleeing.

Before stepping out of the main hall, the young man looked back while clutching the sword manual.

There was a tangled mist in his eyes.

Was she hinting at him just now?

Ji Wuye walked down the steps step by step with his head drooping.

In a trance, he passed by Feng Su without knowing it.

It wasn't until the boy returned to his room that he suddenly raised his head.

What was he thinking just now!
So what if she taught him.

He will not be captured.

Won't……

Yu Yan rested her chin and looked out of the window amusedly.

Two ancient peach trees are in full bloom all year round.

She didn't take Ji Wuye's anomaly before leaving at all.

It's just that the young man is eager to go back and comprehend the sword art.

Feng Su went around to the apse holding the sword.

He sat by the root of the peach blossom tree, and glanced at the open window from time to time.

Yu Yan had already changed to another place to practice meditation.

yes.

The boy did not see her figure.

Ever since he ran into Master here, Feng Su would come here to practice from time to time.

It's just that I don't know if it's a coincidence or Yu Yan's intention.

Except for the first time she appeared and gave him a mask.

He never saw her again, not even through the window.

unconsciously
The boy fell asleep with the sword in his arms.

He had a dream. In the dream, there were only him and Shizun in Yanhui Peak.

There are no unsightly scars on his face either.

The master always took him out to practice, and she would call him A Su affectionately.

There was a soft knock on the window sill.

Yu Yan stepped forward and embraced the restless Xiao Yan in her arms.

His gaze unexpectedly fell on the sleeping boy by the tree.

He didn't know what kind of sweet dream he had, and the corners of his lips kept rising.

Yu Yan stroked the rabbit's fur, which was fluffy and warm.

"Chirp—"

Homura suddenly transformed into a little phoenix and barked twice.

The boy seemed to be startled, his eyelashes fluttered slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

Yu Yan grabbed Fenghuang and took several steps back.

She was avoiding him on purpose.

Subconsciously, she didn't want to meet him too much.

It seems that only in this way, they are well-behaved masters and apprentices.

(End of this chapter)