Chapter 22 The Great Thing

When she was not Xuanyuan Qingshuang but Qingshuang, she had a carefree temper and didn't have the habit of observing other people's hidden emotions, so even if Xiao Hanyu felt a little strange, she didn't bother to distinguish what was strange.

Rubbing the beautiful boy's head like a puppy, there was a smile in his eyes, although his face was still unshakeable indifference, but there was more warmth inside.

"My good boy, eat quickly, eat enough, and grow taller!"

The matter of accepting apprentices was never mentioned in the words, and with Xiao Hanyu's ability to observe words and expressions, he knew that she had given up by default.

That's right, with the tyranny of her icy cold air, if he wasn't born with an extremely yang body, he might have died long ago!
Raising other apprentices, hehe, I can't support them at all!

From now on, she will only have him as an apprentice. So, can he be a little more bold?
Xiao Hanyu's expression loosened, and he turned to show his face. Regardless of whether Xuanyuan Qingshuang refused or not, he took a piece of meat and put it in the bowl in front of her.

"Master, how about eating with your disciple?"

He tilted his head, his handsome face was shrouded in brilliance, and that bright smile almost dazzled Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyes.

Disciple is a little good!
Xuanyuan Qingshuang sighed in her heart, looked at the young man lovingly as if looking at her children and grandchildren, picked up the chopsticks, and put the piece of fried meat used to honor her into her mouth.

Disciple is so filial, that's great!

A wordless response is even more satisfying.

The smile on Xiao Hanyu's face became brighter, he picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of rice, and gave Xuanyuan Qingshuang a piece of meat.

The atmosphere is harmonious, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the fun is harmonious.

Of course, this is only in Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyes.

Afterwards, every time he ate, Xiao Hanyu would ask Xuanyuan Qingshuang to eat with him, and he would still take a bite of the meal by himself and give Xuanyuan Qingshuang a meat dish.

As for himself, he only ate that dish of green vegetables, a bowl of clear soup, and a large bowl of white rice.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang told him several times, telling him not to eat only vegetarian dishes, but he refused, until Xuanyuan Qingshuang shook his head and stopped eating, then he pulled the plate and cleaned up the meat dishes.

This time, after Xuanyuan Qingshuang put down the chopsticks, Xiao Hanyu cleaned up all the meals.

The woman on the opposite side is noble and glamorous, with an air of refusal, sitting in meditation with her eyes closed as usual, waiting for him to clean up the table.

There is a sense of peace and tranquility.

But there was a lot of moist gloss on the corner of her mouth, but she didn't notice it, like a cat stealing her mouth, taking a nap proudly aside, completely unaware that she had missed something.

Xiao Hanyu's heartbeat faltered, and he leaned over in a strange way, and put his thumb on the corner of the woman's lips, gently wiping off the oil.

Such an intimate action made his heart pound, but the slippery and cool touch of his fingertips made him reluctant to withdraw his hand for a moment.

Until he met a pair of icy eyes, the ice field was clear and holy, cold and indifferent.

He felt that he had defiled something that shouldn't be defiled, so he withdrew his hand timidly.

"Master, Master..."

He lowered his head, not daring to look into the other person's eyes.

However, the other party just frowned, raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth, with a tangled face.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart stopped panicking, but his mood became more lost for no reason.

Xu wanted to regain his confidence, he fixedly looked at the person opposite, and said rather forcefully:
"You are the master, it is the duty of a disciple to be filial to the master and serve the master!"

It's more like talking to yourself.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang gave the strange boy a strange look, stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and ordered lightly:
"After tidying up, let's go to practice. Tomorrow is the Zongmen Grand Competition."

After speaking, he left gracefully, leaving behind Xiao Hanyu reminiscing about the touch of his fingertips, releasing the vigorous heartbeat.

What did he just... do?
There were people watching all this until Xuanyuan Qingshuang's figure completely disappeared, and the elegant and gentle man in a blue and white robe showed his figure, with his hands behind his back, looking at the direction where Xuanyuan Qingshuang disappeared.

"Pay attention to your identity."

The sound is like a breeze, but the oppressive feeling under this softness makes people even more nervous.

Xiao Hanyu tensed his body, staring at the jade-like man at the door.

The man was unaware of the sternness in his sight, and turned around leisurely, with unquestionable indifference in his gentle voice:
"I kindly accepted you for your master, because I think your life experience is pitiful. As long as you practice with your master wholeheartedly, you will have the ability to take revenge.

"Never forget that she is your master, and she cultivates the way of ruthlessness!"

Qi Feng stared oppressively at Xiao Hanyu's eyes, until Xiao Hanyu's face turned pale and sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, he restrained the coercion around him.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Xiao Hanyu who was still in a daze, and ordered:

"Your master has already ordered you to do what you should do!"

Xiao Hanyu secretly clenched his fists, and after saluting, he took the dishes and chopsticks to the back room to wash them, and then began to practice by himself.

Qi Feng stood quietly at the door, staring blankly at the surging sea of ​​clouds around the majestic mountain peak, and sighed to himself:
"She sealed her heart, no one can get in, and she can't get out."

Xiao Hanyu, who was meditating on the bright side, was actually thinking about the meaning of Qi Feng's words, just when he heard this sentence, his eyes froze.

What does the word head mean?
……

Xuanyuan Qingshuang strolled in the Shanhai School, and the noisy crowd made her feel the smoke and fire.

Every time she passed by a place, her disciples would look at her frequently, and when she passed by, she would bow awkwardly, which made her very confused.

Just walking to the foot of Qixia Mountain, I found that the disciples were very excited, talking among each other about a new visiting elder.

In the big sect, there are roughly three types of elders. One is the elders cultivated by the Shanhai sect themselves, whose abilities are higher than those of the Yuanying, and who have corresponding real powers and are responsible for corresponding affairs. They are the backbone of the sect when it fights against foreign enemies.

The second is to have the rank of elder, enjoy the corresponding salary, and do not need to be responsible for the specific affairs of the sect. Most of them are disciples of the sect who are dedicated to cultivation and have outstanding talents. They can also be called honorary elders.

The third is for casual cultivators with certain strength who come to the sect to seek refuge. After many screenings, they are recorded as guest elders. Since they were not cultivated by the sect themselves, their loyalty cannot be guaranteed.

For the huge Shanhai sect, there are countless elders that they have trained, let alone the nominal guest elders.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang couldn't help being curious, what kind of guest elder is it that would cause such waves in the sect?
"I have seen Peak Master Xuanyuan—"

Several disciples passed by, saluting with admiration and respect.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang nodded and said softly:

"What are you talking about, what's the matter with the guest elder?"

Zhang Jiaojiao and the others never thought that Fairy Qingshuang, who has always been aloof and cold, could speak by herself, and they were suddenly overwhelmed with excitement. After working hard for a while, they replied calmly:

"Peak Lord, it's like this. A senior from the late Yuanying period came here especially, and wanted to join Yaoyue Peak, but his cultivation was considered advanced, and he was beyond the age of entry, so he was rejected.

"Then he said that he wanted to become the elder of Yaoyue Peak, and the elders of the Affairs Pavilion knew your temper, so they refused again.

"Senior had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and volunteered to be the guest elder of my Shanhai Sect, responsible for the training of some new disciples.

"Senior has a smile in his eyes, handsome and elegant, so, so... the disciples are waiting to guess which big family he is from, and what is the purpose of coming to the Shanhai School."

After saying these words, Zhang Jiaojiao quietly glanced at Xuanyuan Qingshuang, her face turned red, which was even more exaggerated than a boiled crab.

It was the first time for her to speak to an idol, and she said so many things at once.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang nodded slightly to express her gratitude.

Eyes are smiling, handsome and romantic...

Why does she feel a little familiar?

While thinking about it, a young monk with luxurious clothes and affectionate eyes stepped into the air and shouted happily:

"A Shuang!"

"!" Zhang Jiaojiao: What did she hear?
The girl called out "Elder Lu", and retreated with her little friends with great discernment.

They seemed to know something great!

 Start testing the waters today, seedlings are not easy, please support the little cuties, collect tickets, just come!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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