Xianmen apprentices grow up

Chapter 30

"Liu..." Qianyin paused for a moment, but finally she didn't have the nerve to call out, and then asked, "Why did you help me today?"

Liu Guang squatted down, and there was something in her eyes that she couldn't understand at this age: "To be envied by others, someone must be jealous. You have a pure heart, and you must learn to protect yourself."

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Simple little girl!

Liu Guang shook his head secretly: "When you were surrounded by red makeup, I followed you all the time. I wanted to take some blood from you to practice alchemy, but it can be seen that your luck is really bad, and you have encountered people who wanted to bully you several times. People. You foolishly ran to the treasure hall with a stranger, and you didn’t know that you were tricked. I really don’t know whether to say you are innocent or stupid.”

Qianyin was ashamed: "I...how did I know that person would frame me..."

"Since you have worshiped him as your teacher, practice hard, so as not to be bullied by others in the future and lose face as a god." Liu Guang said with contempt: "You don't know, what did you look like when you were stepped on the ground by that little red makeup?" How ugly."

He still remembered that she, with her face covered in mud, slowly stood up amidst the falling flowers flying all over the sky, and smiled brightly at the sky, how radiant she was!Under Changqing's deliberate deception, the innocent girl showed hurt in her eyes...

Qianyin blushed, and argued: "But I can't beat Hongzhuang's little pepper, she has learned the magic of immortality..."

"So..." Liu Guang patted her soft shoulder with a long way to go: "You are more talented than others, study hard, make progress every day, within a few years, you will definitely be able to beat that little pepper to the ground. "

"Pfft!" Qianyin rolled her eyes and said, "You are teaching me to be a bad person!"

"Using one's own way to deal with one's own body is called legitimate self-defense."

"What if I can't defeat Hongzhuang after a few years?"

"Then you jump into my alchemy furnace and let me practice it."

Liu Guang pursed his lips and smiled, in the dark night, he was like a beautiful poppy flower, coquettish and charming, with infinite charm.

Looking at her bulging face, he was about to stretch out his hand to squeeze it, when Chonghua's cold voice sounded from behind the palace gate.

"Thousands of voices."

He paused, and his joyful smile immediately took on a bit of gloom. He looked at Chonghua who had quietly come behind Qianyin and pulled her to his side, and sneered, his expression full of disdain.

"Okay, Qianyin, then I'm leaving." She squeezed Qianyin's face: "Practice hard, don't let people bully you anymore."

Taking a look at Chonghua who had no expression on his face, he said coldly: "Hmph, in the entire fairy sect, I hate your self-proclaimed appearance the most!"

"Master..." Liu Guang had long since disappeared, and Qianyin stomped his feet: "Master, he is so noble, he is obviously very good!"

The sky is dark blue, and a Milky Way hangs overhead.

Qianyin quietly glanced at her master. From the beginning to the end, he remained expressionless, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

She secretly touched the scars on her body where she had been whipped, and secretly took a breath.Her cheeks still hurt a little, but she tried her best to pretend nothing had happened.

"Come in with me."

Chonghua looked thoughtfully at her slightly red and swollen cheeks, said something lightly, then turned and walked into the hall.

She followed behind him cautiously, pulling her dress awkwardly, for fear that he would see the injuries all over her body.

Under the bright lights, Chonghua stood in her room in a moon-white robe that reached the ground.

Qian Yin stepped into the door, seeing this situation, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly went up to greet her: "Master, you...are you still not resting so late?"

"Kneel down."

"Master..."

"The teacher asks you to kneel down."

Qianyin fell to her knees, twisting her sleeves with her hands and feeling uneasy.

Could it be that Elder Yue complained to Master?Or did Liu Guang not tell Master that he was upset?

She thought to herself, feeling more and more uneasy.

Chonghua was full of disappointment: "Tell me, what did you go to the Treasure Hall today? Why didn't you go to that place?"

Qian Yin's face turned pale, and his eyes were stung by the disappointment in his eyes: "Did Elder Yue tell Master that I went there to steal things? Even Master doesn't believe that I am not a thief?"

The whip wound on her body was in burning pain at the moment, Qianyin choked up, and her clear voice seemed to be covered with a layer of sand: "It's true that Qianyin is a beggar, but Qianyin knows what can and can't be done. Master, I didn't steal anything, I just lost my way and couldn't find my way, and was taken in by a good-looking brother, who took something and forced it into my hand to frame me!"

Chonghua squatted down, stretched out a white jade-like crystal palm, and held her wrist in his hand. The voice became clearer and more melodious, but Qianyin's heart felt hot when he heard it: "Do you recognize Mozixiu?"

"Master?"

"Do you recognize it?"

"Yes, yes."

"Remember I mentioned him to you as a teacher? Mozun Mozixiu."

"Yes."

"Where did you Mosi come from?"

With a light pick by Chonghua, a strand of black hair that was almost invisible to the naked eye wrapped around Qianyin's wrist fell into his palm, and his faint voice was a little erratic: "Mozi's sleeve weapon has black hair, but it is It was sacrificed from a strand of hair from an ancient demon god. Now, this strand of ink hair attached to Mo Zixiu's spiritual consciousness is on your wrist, how do you explain it?"

Qianyin's eyes widened in astonishment, and Mo Zixiu's instructions sounded in her mind: Don't tell others that you have seen me.

Could it be that Brother Mo is really a Demon Lord?And this strand of hair, which is said to be life-saving, is actually part of his weapon?

Chonghua took her reaction into his eyes, sighed in disappointment, and said, "Since you belong to him, go back. You are a mortal, and you can't steal what he wants."

There was no trace of blood on Qianyin's face. Although she didn't understand what he said, but he wanted to drive her away, she heard it clearly: "Master, you want to drive me away?"

Chonghua avoids her clear and helpless eyes with fright: "You and I don't have the fate of master and apprentice."

"Master, I really didn't steal anything, so why don't you believe me!" Qianyin suddenly got up and grabbed his sleeve, too hastily, her mind felt dizzy, and Chonghua subconsciously caught her small body , finally saw the whip wounds on her body, and his eyes narrowed: "Your whip wounds?"

At this moment, Qianyin couldn't care about the injuries on her body, and only thought that Master was about to drive her away, so her mind went blank and her heart hurt as if someone had pinched her, and she hurriedly said: "Master, this strand of hair Brother Mo gave it to me, I didn't even know he was from the Demon Race, Master, you must trust me!" Qianyin tightly grasped his skirt, as if grasping the only life-saving grass in the waves : "I have never had any relatives. I finally had a master. I don't want to lose...Master, how can you believe that I have nothing to do with the demons? It was really a misunderstanding that I went to the treasure hall today!"

"As a teacher..."

Qianyin felt dizzy for a while, only heard Chonghua say two words, closed her eyes, and passed out.

Before she passed out, she was very sad for herself, wondering if she would be thrown to the foot of the mountain by her master next time she wakes up...

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, and turned the ink hair in his hand into ashes.Let go of her hands that were tightly holding on to his skirt, gently put her on the bed, unbuttoned her clothes, and couldn't help frowning like a distant mountain.

(End of this chapter)