This master can be with her, she really hugs her if she has thighs

Chapter 7 Never Live Up to Master's Expectations

Yun Nian sensed Lu Fuyao's solemn mood, he looked at the two suspiciously, suspicion spread in his heart.

Lu Fuyao is like his mother seeing a ghost, Zhao Lan's name and appearance are all made up by himself, why did he become a man!I originally wanted to raise him as my daughter, but now it's all gone!
She looked at Zhao Lan's favorability level of 5 points, and her heart broke down a bit, while Zhao Lan looked at her in surprise, and then the favorability point above her head began to move—it became 10!

Lu Fuyao: Are you sick?
I don't know why he was scolded and his favorability increased, but if Lu Fuyao knew that he was a young hero from the beginning, he would never scold him.

She hesitated to speak, completely unable to digest the fact that he was a man, and finally could only say coldly: "This place is full of dangers, if you don't want to die, go back quickly."

Being able to speak without opening her mouth, Zhao Lan immediately recognized her as Lu Fuyao.

Finally, Yun Nian put the evil spirit away, and the two turned and left.

But Zhao Lan was standing under the willow tree, staring blankly at Lu Fuyao's white back, the brilliance of longing was beyond words.Is this Lu Fuyao who is fourth in the human world?She is so beautiful, he loves her, she is so handsome, he loves her, she is so strong, he loves her...

The protagonist in the game has a characteristic, that is, passion, kindness and integrity. If not, how can he promote the development of the plot and strive to become stronger?

Even though he told Zhao Lan that there was danger here, he still went to the barren mountain alone.But as soon as he stepped in, a coolness appeared behind him. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a child with blood eyes appearing in the air and staring at him. He wanted to make a move, but the next second the evil spirit came gone.

The forest was pitch-black, and the ground was full of ruins. Zhao Lan drew his sword and looked around: "You have killed countless people many years ago, and now you dare to come back. Where are those missing children?"

It's no wonder the group of ghosts could tell him, Zhao Lan dared to steal the house alone, so those evil spirits directly beat him up, although Zhao Lan still has some strength to protect his body, the situation is really not optimistic.

But at this moment, a golden light shrouded his head, instantly rebounding the attacks of those evil spirits, and the little ghosts immediately turned around and fled when they saw that the situation was not good.

The golden circle dissipated, Zhao Lan wiped off his sweat and turned his head, only to find that it was a Shaolin disciple.

The white and clean young monk wore a red cassock and bowed to him: "Is the benefactor a member of the royal family?"

Zhao Lan finally found an acquaintance, excitedly said: "Master, do you know me?"

The monk shook his head: "The benefactor once followed His Majesty to offer incense in the temple, and the young monk met once."

Zhao Lan patted his chest and sighed: "I was ordered by His Majesty to get rid of the evil, but I didn't expect the evil spirits here to be so troublesome."

The monk twisted the Buddhist beads in his hands, and looked into the depths of the forest with piercing eyes: "Hundreds of children were buried here. Thirty years ago, Lu Fuyao, the Immortal of Flowing Clouds in Tianling Mountain, led his disciples to suppress the evil spirits. Unexpectedly, time has passed. After such a long time, this place has become a natural place to raise corpses, which only aggravated their evil intentions."

It was Lu Fuyao again, and Zhao Lan admired her even more: "She also came to Fuzhou, presumably because of this."

The little monk looked around: "It's too dangerous here, there's no rush to get rid of the evil spirits, we'll just wait outside to reconcile with Senior Lu before we make plans."

Zhao Lan thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."

All the members of the four major sects are present. After getting to know them and fighting with them, the young man will be able to get a general idea of ​​their skills and moves, and then he will choose a sect.

Here, Lu Fuyao and the two returned to the residence and released the evil spirit of death. After a few people thought about it, Lu Fuyao said: "It's the group of children from 30 years ago."

Su Xixue asked timidly: "Didn't Master suppress them all back then?"

Song Rundao: "Maybe someone destroyed the formation and released them on purpose?"

Lu Fuyao squinted his eyes: "I'll find out when I check tomorrow."

After the meeting ended, Lu Fuyao was about to leave when Yun Nian's voice came from behind: "Master!"

Lu Fuyao turned her head expressionlessly, and saw the boy in white showing a harmless smile to her, "My disciple, thank you Master for your help."

The candlelight was flickering, the two looked at each other from a distance, the young man's face was so pure and kind, it was really a rare picture of a teacher's kindness and filial piety.

If it wasn't for the -87 favorability score on his head, Lu Fuyao would be even more moved.

Lu Fuyao: Are you really fucking grateful to me?Then you put away your bad feelings!I provoked you and provoked you, and even if I saved you, I wouldn't give me favorability!
Lu Fuyao was tired and urged the speaker: "If you have time to say these things, it's better to improve your own strength, and save yourself so much trouble."

"It's because I'm too stupid. I must redouble my efforts to memorize the "Chang Sheng Jue" in my heart, and never disappoint my master's expectations." He said sincerely.

But Lu Fuyao looked at the negative affection on his head, couldn't be happy at all, thought it's better to practice the trumpet when the big one is useless, anyway, the young hero has also come, at least Zhao Lan has a positive affection for her now.

She snorted coldly, turned and left.

In the middle of the night, Lu Fuyao climbed up again conscientiously, came to Yun Nian's window, and resignedly activated the Xiaoxiang furnace.

When the smoke entered the room, Yun Nian had that pleasant dream again.

In the dream, he and Lu Fuyao came to the water's edge, and he strangled her neck and drowned her alive in it, while he watched her struggle with great interest, showing a completely different arrogance and condescension from usual.

[Yunnian mood value +5]

The mood value was -82 already, and it was hard to get it back a little bit. Lu Fuyao rubbed the center of his brows, and went back to sleep.

They set off early the next morning, and the longer this kind of thing was delayed, the more people would die, and there was no room for a moment's stay.

According to the geographical location, they arrived at the barren mountain within half an hour of Yujian.

The place is overgrown with weeds and dilapidated. When Tang Ming first came here, he complained frequently: "What kind of shabby place is this? My skirt is almost torn. Whose nursery hall will be built in the deep mountains, a haunted house!"

The Yuertang is an ancient orphanage. I have to say that it is really a haunted house. Just imagine a group of children with weak yang energy living in such a deep mountain forest. That scene, tsk tsk...

30 years ago, all the children here turned into evil spirits. 30 years later, what made them reappear in the world?

Novice task, start now!
Soon they reunited with the young hero outside the jungle, the fair and handsome little monk had been waiting for them for a long time, when he saw Lu Fuyao, he immediately saluted with lowered brows, "Your junior Qianchu has met senior Lu."

Tang Ming frowned immediately after seeing the young hero: "Why is it you!"

Zhao Lan touched her nose in embarrassment, and apologized to her again, Tang Ming folded his arms and snorted coldly.

Lu Fuyao looked at him in embarrassment, thinking that he might be considered a Taoist priest, and didn't know what to reply, after a few moments of silence, he mobilized his spiritual power: "Is there anything unusual in the forest?"

(End of this chapter)