Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 44 Inside Story (Three more votes)
"After taking the elixir, you should have a good rest. As a teacher, you have to go to the Zongmen's meeting hall."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang exhorted softly, her temperament was cold, like a mountain snow lotus.

The elixir she fed to Xiao Hanyu was called Ningpo Pill, which, like Xue Po Pill, was beneficial to the soul.

However, Ningpo Pill is more advanced, and it has miraculous effects in stabilizing the soul.

Of course, the things for the male lead should be the best, but she spent some time trying to find the elixir.

After all, in the storage bag inherited from the original owner, besides the pill, it is the spirit stone.

In fact, Xuanyuan Qingshuang didn't quite understand why the original owner was so embarrassing, why did the storage space he carried with him be a storage bag instead of a high-end ring?
Accepting the ring is very expensive to ordinary monks, but to the master, it is...

Before buying it, the assets were innumerable, and after the purchase, the assets were still innumerable.

Reminiscent of the icy air that overflows every month, and the wall of light in the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, she suddenly had a bold idea——

Master should have a higher level of storage space!
It just can't be turned on for some reason.

Because she had anticipated this, she transferred the most important spiritual stones and elixirs to monks in advance.

The storage bag is a low-level storage space, so it doesn't matter whether it can be opened or not. In case of accident, it can be opened with a little brute force.

Guessing this, Xuanyuan Qingshuang feels that the future is brighter!
However, there was one thing she had to think about.

Her surname is Qing and her name is Shuang, and her master's surname is Xuanyuan and her name is Qingshuang.

According to the experience of the reading group... the novels, most time travels have hidden connections.

The word Xuanyuan...

"Master?"

The boy's deep and slightly magnetic voice sounded, low and slow, accompanied by breathing, as if whispering in the ear.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was startled, and turned around for a moment, only to see the young man sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands propped by his side.

The room was dim, casting a shadow over his handsome and flawless face.

His eyes are deep, his thin lips are slightly hooked, and his smile is wicked.

When she stared at it carefully, she still looked obedient and clever.

"Master, didn't you say you were going to the meeting hall?

"Don't you want Tuer to go with you? After all, only Tuer knows the details of the incident."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang shook her head.

He moved to the bedside, habitually put his hands on the boy's head, and said in a coaxing tone:
"No need, darling, you need to rest well when you are injured.

"Before becoming a teacher, out of worry, I put a trace of spirit on your token..."

Hooking his fingertips, he tapped the token on the boy's waist through the air.

A ray of white light floated out from it, landed on the pale fingertips, and sank into her body.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang saw Xiao Hanyu holding his token with his head down, worried that he would say that he didn't respect his privacy, young people would always have various things that they didn't want their elders to know.

So he patted his head lightly, and patiently explained:
"It's just a trace of spirit, without any sense of autonomy, let alone attached to the token.

"If you don't push it, it won't come out, let alone know what's going on outside.

"Just think of it as a more spiritual protection spell.

"As a teacher, all I know now is the identity and purpose of the evil cultivator's remnant soul, but this information is enough for the sect."

Hearing what Xuanyuan Qingshuang said, Xiao Hanyu was quietly relieved.

In this way, the master didn't know what he saw in the illusion, because it was before the soul was triggered.

But as his thumb stroked the token that had become cold but no longer piercing, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

There is no aura of Master here.

He suddenly felt far away from her again.

"Master—"

Xiao Hanyu raised his head suddenly, and met the woman's ruthless eyes that were as clear as ice and snow, his eyes became evasive and erratic.

He pinched his fingertips, twitched and squeezed, and couldn't help glancing at the woman beside him from the corner of his eye.

"Master, can you keep a trace of spirit by your disciple's side?

"Tu'er feels, feels... feels that there are murderous threats all around, and he is a little scared."

How does it feel to hear the male protagonist, especially the male protagonist who is inhumane, blood-stained in Kyushu, and deceives teachers and ancestors in the later period, say that he is afraid?
Shock first, funny second, sympathy last.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang felt that every big villain was a pitiful little boy before he grew up.

The good student asked so carefully, it must be because he has experienced too much darkness in the world, so he has no sense of security.

With the two layers of filters of "good apprentice" and "royal chef", Xuanyuan Qingshuang decided that the young man in front of him was a poor little boy who needed her protection, and didn't even care about the "murderous intent" in Yaoyue Peak.

In front of Xiao Hanyu, Xuanyuan Qingshuang separated a ray of spirit again, and slowly tapped on the token in his hand.

There was that indistinct fragrance again between the nostrils, and the wind brought by the fluttering of the sleeves gently stirred the fine hair on his face.

Xiao Hanyu held his breath tightly, and his heart dared to thump when the jade hand left the token.

"As a teacher, I have cut off the connection with this spirit, it will only work when you are in danger.

"But you can take it easy, if you meet someone who is stronger than the teacher, this trace of soul will not be able to protect you, and maybe the teacher will lose his cultivation base due to damage to the soul!"

The cold voice carried a hint of ridicule.

Xiao Hanyu silently held the token in his palm, and nodded sullenly.

Ever since the spirit reappeared on the token, the biting coldness reappeared.

He stayed alone in the dormitory, not caring about the knife-like pain deep in his finger bones, and gently stroking the edge of the black iron token.

It's Master...

After Xuanyuan Qingshuang left a sliver of her soul, she came to the main meeting hall with Yuehua on her back.

The main hall was brightly lit, and not many people came.

Seeing her appear, Ouyang Ba got up from the chair and walked towards her quickly.

"Qingshuang, you are finally here!"

The fiery breath rushed towards her face, so dry that Xuanyuan Qingshuang quickly stepped back two steps.

Dai Zizhen shook the feather fan, the fox's eyes were raised, and she smoothed things out meaningfully:

"We learned from Qu Yi that Xiao Hanyu was almost taken away.

"Qingshuang, your disciple's extremely yang body has been exposed."

What does it mean to be exposed?

Isn't the physique of the good student well known?
Xuanyuan Qingshuang felt that she had eaten a big melon.

Seeing that her expression was indifferent, Dai Zizhen's eyes glowed slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up, recalling as if nothing had happened:

"I think when that kid came back with you back then, you used means to cover up his physique, almost making us all miss him.

"That kid knelt in Qinglong Square for seven days and seven nights begging you to accept him as an apprentice, but you never showed up. Who would have thought that you would come to me for the first time and ask me to refine a spiritual weapon for him to conceal his physique.

"Hey, going around and going around, the fate of master and apprentice, now he seems to be very filial!"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang: Wow, there are so many inside stories!
But why is there no memory?

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