Chapter 134 Master, Can You Stop Talking?

Xuanyuan Qingshuang opened her eyes, and what she saw was the gray sky, with the dusty breath of residual heat uncontrollably squeezed into her nostrils, telling her silently that it had rained.

He lowered his head and glanced, and the sword he had seen in the illusion happened to be in his hand.

She raised the sword and observed it over and over again. The body of the sword was a deep and introverted black color, with the sun, moon and stars engraved on one side, and mountains, rivers, grasses and trees on the other.

Although "she" didn't say it, she felt that the grade of Xuanyuan Sword was probably higher than that of a fairy weapon!
Immortal artifact, or divine artifact?
Be happy!

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure not far away, suppressed the curvature of the corner of his mouth, grasped the Xuanyuan Sword with his right hand, and collected the Xuanyuan Sword into the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The consciousness sank, and the ice layer under the mark of thunder and fire melted away. The black long sword stood in the air, purple thunder and lightning, and red flames wrapped around the blade and body like a dragon, sacred and solemn.

Well, it's no wonder that she never found out that she had her natal weapon, it turned out to be hidden!
Stepping out with his right foot lightly, he came in front of Xiao Hanyu in a blink of an eye.

The young man was covered in dust, his clothes were torn, his cheeks were covered with bloodstains, and he maintained a standing posture like a sculpture.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang saw his pale face in her eyes, her face was slightly dark, and the wind and snow filled her whole body.

He deftly pulled the boy's wrist to check his pulse, and found that there was no damage caused by the cold air in his body, and the brow slightly stretched.

In fact, she didn't know that this time the icy air seemed to be spiritual, and deliberately bypassed Xiao Hanyu, without causing him any harm.

Xiao Hanyu looked at the familiar eyebrows and eyes, and her understatement of the sword that changed the world's situation appeared over and over again in front of her eyes.

She was far away from him, so powerful that he was out of reach.

The accident in Moon Bay may only be regarded as Nankeyimeng.

Unless, he can reach the same height as her!

Xiao Hanyu weaved countless words in his heart, and the last thing he said was:
"Master?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang frowned.

Seeing this, Xiao Hanyu suppressed the complicated emotions in his eyes, pursed his lips and said in a low voice:

"Master, my disciple's wound hurts a bit."

He carefully observed the woman's expression from the corner of his eye. Under her indifferent expression, his heart gradually fell.

He lowered his eyes, tightly holding the rock at the entrance of the cave, silently mocking his wishful thinking.

With the master's cultivation base, what kind of apprentice do you want? Now he is just a burden!

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was thinking about how to explain what he saw, when he saw the young man shrouded in grief and standing aside lonely.

His face was pale, his figure was thin, and he was on the verge of falling. He was a pitiful little person no one wanted.

Shaking his head suspiciously, he sighed:

"Let's go, let me show you as a teacher."

Now she still has absolute strength in front of the male lead, and she will continue to support her when she is not sure whether the male lead will cause her danger.

One is that he can afford it, the other is that he is good-looking, and the third is that he is pitiful.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang rubbed the boy's head smoothly, and strode towards the cave with a strange sense of satisfaction.

What kind of love is it, isn't it good to raise a little milk dog?
Ah bah, she was talking about the original owner who was heartbroken!
Ah bah, she doesn't have the idea of ​​falling in love, isn't she immortal?

However, the good boy is indeed good, he looks amazing, and his beauty is also very malleable, what kind of cute milk dog, noble son, refined boy, paranoid and sick...

Ah bah, what a shame!

Xuanyuan Qingshuang fed Xiao Hanyu a blood-enriching pill, and then used his spiritual power to heal his injuries.

During this period, I suddenly remembered that I stepped into the super teleportation array calmly, and couldn't help asking:

"As a teacher, I have never asked, why did you become...cough, fell into such a situation?"

Xiao Hanyu blinked, and the corners of his mouth were a little stiff.

He heard that what Master originally wanted to say was "Why is it so miserable?"

He lowered his eyes, staring intently at the jade hand in front of him that was infused with spiritual power, his fingers were white and slender, his skin was smooth and delicate, flawless like white jade.

The neatly trimmed nails are like a pink peach blossom.

It's very exciting.

But when he thought of her profound cultivation, he felt that this heartbeat was stolen.

He felt like a mouse that stole something that shouldn't be contaminated. Once he appeared on the street, he would be beaten and killed by everyone.

What Master said was right, if he hadn't insisted on going his own way, they wouldn't have any relationship that they shouldn't have at all.

Their relationship will only stop at master and apprentice, nothing more.

What the head said is even more correct, once the matter is leaked, he will become the most powerful tool for the world to slander the master!

"It's the disciple's low cultivation base, which embarrasses the master."

The beautiful young man bowed his head weakly, with a poignant feeling of being tortured.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang suddenly became beastly and sexual, bah, heart softened, stretched out the other hand to rub the boy's head, and involuntarily lowered his voice:
"You can't even see through that person's cultivation as a teacher. You have only cultivated for how many years, and your talent is already amazing. Why belittle yourself?"

Moving his fingertips down, he punitively pinched the boy's face.

"What I want to say is that although I didn't leave a trace of spirit to protect you, before I left, I left so many life-saving things for you. As long as you use them properly, you will not have any worries about your life.

"Why, those things are useless?"

Xiao Hanyu raised his head and looked at her with his lips pressed together.

Seeing him like this, Xuanyuan Qingshuang's expression darkened, and she reached out to ask him to take out the storage bag she had left behind.

Under the persecution of cold eyes, Xiao Hanyu hesitantly took out the storage bag from the storage ring.

At that time, he was only angry, thinking that she left to hide from him on purpose, so what she left behind, he directly regarded as the reward for having a good night, which was an embarrassing humiliation for him.

Could it be... isn't it?

The storage bag has not been branded with the imprint of the soul, and it is still in a state of no owner. Xuanyuan Qingshuang opened the storage bag in front of Xiao Hanyu, and muttered incomprehensibly:

"Although it is compensation, isn't it something that the teacher gave you?

"I made it very clear for my teacher before, you and I are master and apprentice, and will always be master and apprentice. If the master has something to do and can't come back for a while, is it not normal to leave some life-saving things for the apprentice?
"Xiao Hanyu, what are you thinking?"

Xiao Hanyu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Can he say that he can't be as magnanimous as Master?

The more frank and frank she was, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Xiao Hanyu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, tightly grabbed Xuanyuan Qingshuang's wrist, raised his head and fixedly stared into her eyes:

"Master, can you stop talking?

"I know, I know everything, I don't need you to emphasize over and over again that it was an accident, we have nothing else to do!

"I can't be as clear-minded as you, and I can't be as ruthless as you. I don't know how to face you, you know?

"A lot of things don't have to be explained clearly. Isn't it good to pretend to be confused? Just pretend that nothing happened, and pretend that I am not a rebellious person who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors?"

His eyes were red, paranoid with a hint of grief.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang narrowed her eyes, cast aside the doubts in her heart, as if acquiescing to his request, slightly changed the tone of the explanation, and said:
"This is the Dragon Chanting Sword, a pseudo-holy weapon, which can just replace that Xuanguang Sword..."

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