The baby I picked up after crossing the road became the male protagonist

Chapter 162 Chapter 162: The Little Broken Grass
You Xue never thought that Sikong would come here specially because of this matter, and even helped her out.

She caught up with him, raised her head and thanked him: "Master, thank you."

The 15-year-old girl is beautiful and beautiful, and if she calls him master softly, Sikong's heart will melt.

Of course, this softness was only imagined by him.

Yun Qihua who fell behind glanced at the two of them, didn't speak, just took out a white porcelain bottle from the storage space and stuffed it into You Xue's hand, then turned and left.

"Hey……"

Youxue chased for half a step and then stopped, and said to herself: "Why are you walking in such a hurry?"

She hasn't thanked him yet.

Looking at Yun Qihua's back, Sikong smiled meaningfully.

He coughed lightly and raised his voice slightly, "Go, good apprentice, I'll show you something good when I go back for my master."

You Xue nodded obediently: "Oh."

When Yun Qihua turned his head again, the figures of the two had gone away.

The thick black sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, he thought, he shouldn't have suggested her to be a teacher in the first place.

For the disrespectful old guy.

A sanctimonious hypocrite.

All kinds of similar words filled his brain, he hummed softly, and walked away.

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Merlin.

Sikong said that he was watching something for Youxue, but Youxue's ghost didn't even see it.

On the other hand, Sikong opened the white porcelain bottle that Yun Qihua gave just now, looked at it again and again, and exclaimed, "This is really a good thing."

The ointment made from ice lotus leaves is very helpful for treating burns.

But this ice lotus leaf can only be found at the edge of the Dream Sea, and even one can be sold for a high price in the auction house.

Yun Qihua was really willing.

When You Xue took the bottle, she hesitated: "Is it very expensive?"

Sikong smiled, "It's not expensive, it's just something made from a little grass, it's good for your wound."

You Xue looked at Sikong's smile suspiciously, deeply doubting his words.

She gradually discovered that her master belonged to Mensao Nahang, and he was a bit dark-bellied.

"You can't doubt what Master said." Sikong still smiled like a fox, and sat down opposite her, "Today I will teach you a new piece of music, you apply the medicine first, and I will demonstrate it to you."

The ointment was refreshing and cool, and it was very comfortable to apply, even better than the ice that she had transformed herself into.

While rubbing her hands, she listened to Sikong playing the piano.

Today's music style is quite different from what he taught in the past. It is neither passionate nor gentle and hypnotic.

Very cheerful and lively, full of vitality.

However, at a certain moment, the style of the song began to change abruptly, and the oppressiveness was so heavy that it was breathless. You Xue wanted to stop it many times, but she found that she couldn't make a sound.

It was as if there were only the two of them left in the world, her mind was drawn by Sikong's every move, a sense of sadness and despair welled up in her heart, and before she could react, tears were streaming down her face.

At this moment, Sikong finally stopped, and the oppression on Youxue's chest slowly dissipated.

She realized later that there were tears on her face, which she hastily wiped away.

Sikong plucked the strings, his voice was slightly bewitching, "Want to learn?"

You Xue nodded heavily.

According to her understanding, this song should be demagogic.

Very practical.

The apprentice is willing to learn this kind of "devious ways", Sikong is naturally very happy, and praised her repeatedly: "You are really a good disciple of the master."

　two.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)