Chapter 193: As a disciple who is a master, you must be more domineering in the future!
Sword Girl sat obediently on the chair, looking through the window of the pavilion at the Master below.
At this moment, the sound of gentle footsteps came from her ears. At first, the sword lady didn't pay attention, just treating it as a regular diner, and nodded towards this elegant middle-aged man with a smile.
The man gently sat opposite her and looked at her with a smile.
Sword Girl blinked her eyes and gestured towards him, indicating that there was someone where he was sitting.
He also pointed out the window, where Su Bei was talking to the woman who had fallen into the water.
"Just sit here for a while, I'll leave in a while."
The man looked at her with a smile, and pointed at the man outside the window:
"Who is he to you?"
Sword Girl tilted her head and gestured to the middle-aged man. Although the man couldn't tell what she wanted to express, she still smiled and said:
"It turns out he is your master!"
The sword girl nodded.
At this time, the middle-aged man seemed to have discovered something. He looked at the stone between Sword Girl's neck and said with a serious look on his face:
"Where did you get this necklace?"
When the sword girl heard the words of the man in front of her, her body trembled slightly, and then she placed the stone pendant around her neck in her palm, her long eyelashes fluttering, and she bit her thin lips.
Looking at the sword girl's movements, as if it confirmed the man's guess, she hesitated slightly and said:
"Girl, can you hand it to me for a look?"
Sword Lady seemed to be trembling in her heart, her pretty face showed a look of disbelief, her palms were sweating, and she didn't know whether it was anticipation or some other feeling in her heart.
With all kinds of complexities floating in his mind, he took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and then placed the stone pendant in his hand between his open hands.
There seemed to be a look of reminiscence in the man's eyes as he gently touched the stone pendant necklace and let out a long sigh. The sword girl's eyes seemed to be mixed with unclear mist when she looked at him again.
"I also have a necklace exactly like this."
"..."
He looked at Sword Girl with kind eyes, and then placed the necklace in Sword Girl's hand.
As if to confirm the guess in Sword Lady's mind at this moment, the man turned his head away from the window pane and hummed:
"In those days, where was the shengxiao and the flute playing in pink and white? It was boring to put away the lanterns and boats during the Dragon Boat Festival, but it was boring to put away the wine flags and repeat the ninth festival..."
"..."
Sword Girl gently covered her red lips, her eyes flashed with excitement, and she stared blankly at the man in front of her.
He was humming the play "The Peach Blossom Fan" that was his mother's favorite back then.
Seeing that Su Bei seemed to have led the woman who fell into the water into the restaurant, the middle-aged man stood up, looked at the sword lady with a smile, and then took out a sign from his pocket.
"Your master is back, kid, take this sign."
"If you have any doubts, please come here with this sign at this time tomorrow."
"I will still wait for you at this location."
"..."
Then he smiled at Sword Girl again, turned around and left.
The sword girl's mind was blank, she just looked at the sign in her hand, feeling a little at a loss.
This middle-aged man seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, his eyes filled with mist.
The trace of speculation in my heart and the long-term yearning were completely unbearable when the man hummed that tune.
...
Su Bei looked at the woman in front of him, perhaps because he was so shocked that he even forgot to ask her name for a while.
——Inadvertently, I met a woman of great status?
Could it be that his title of Destiny Son played a role?
He coughed lightly and continued:
"I don't know what this girl's name is..."
The breeze was blowing gently, and Dieyi's cheeks were blushing, but it was definitely not because of the person in front of her, at least that's what she thought.
"Die Yi."
After thinking about it, I told him my name.
The damp gauze clothes soaked with water stains instantly became dry under the baking of Su Bei's spiritual energy.
This time he came out with the key smoke on his back. Dieyi looked at Su Bei who looked serious in front of him with complicated eyes, and sighed softly.
Why would such a person act like that in the end?
The reincarnation of this life has become more and more weird. First, this man accepted a disciple on the high platform that he had never accepted in his previous life, and then he was recognized as his niece by his master in his previous life...
.In fact, she originally wanted to recognize herself as her daughter.
But for this saint who was not even allowed to call her master in her previous life and could only call her sister, it was normal.
"Would you like to sit upstairs together?"
"Drink some tea or something?"
Drink tea?
Should I poison the tea and then poison him to death? But immortals should not be poisoned...
But the most important thing today is to meet him. It is best to leave a deep impression in his heart and prevent him from getting defensive about you, and then find an opportunity to kill him with one sword!!
However, Dieyi's mood suddenly became a little depressed again, and it seemed that the first impression he gave him was not what he imagined.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Su Bei just thought she agreed, and grabbed her arm, trying to drag her to the restaurant.
Through the thin sleeves, Su Bei's delicate white jade arm was held in his hand, and he could feel the warmth coming from his palm. Dieyi immediately blushed and his heart beat, and he actually forgot to move.
But he secretly said in his heart that his reaction was normal. Being caught by him was a kind of stress self-protection state of the body!
Feeling that Su Bei's big hand was rubbing and squeezing subconsciously, Dieyi froze.
"Well, why don't you move?"
When Dieyi heard Su Bei's doubtful words, she raised her voice, but mechanically let him drag her arm and walked into the restaurant.
Su Bei had forgotten that the first time they met was to touch a woman's body, which was already extremely transcendent in this conservative world.
The sun sets in the west, stretching the shadow of Northern Jiangsu very long.
When he walked into the restaurant, Su Bei looked at Sword Girl sitting there obediently. For some reason, Su Bei had a feeling that she was even more distracted than before...
"What's wrong with Sword Girl?"
Su Bei looked at her with some confusion, stretched out his hand and gently touched her forehead, but there was no change.
Sword Lady smiled reluctantly at Su Bei.
From the corner of his eye, Su Bei looked thoughtfully at the sign that Sword Girl placed under the table in her little hand, clutching it tightly.
After introducing Die Yi, the three of them simply drank tea.
Looking out the window, it seemed that it was getting late. Su Bei stood up and said goodbye to Dieyi. He stuffed the things on the table into the storage ring, then took the sword girl's little hand and walked towards the sword sect's station.
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Dieyi looked at the backs of the two of them, but she didn't know what she was thinking.
...
In a private room of the restaurant, the elegant man put these hands on his back, looked at the sword girl who was getting further and further away with complicated eyes, and murmured to himself:
"Why you."
He turned around and looked at the thin man beside him, and said calmly:
"I don't want her to get hurt."
The man was startled for a moment, then nodded, and then his figure slowly disappeared.
The elegant man raised his head, looked at the setting sun, felt the evening breeze, and said to himself:
"Donghuang, don't blame me."
"Life is like a play, and the stage is high."
"This is destined... You and I are just actors and actresses on the stage."
The man gently picked up the tea bowl placed on the low table and took a sip of the steaming tea.
Then he gently twisted an orchid finger and began to sing softly and slowly. The sound was like climbing a mountain and standing thousands of feet high:
"I lingered for a long time, asking about Peach Blossom's past travels. This Jiangxiang is not as gentle as before this year."
"..."
...
Su Bei held Sword Girl's little hand and looked at the setting sun in the distance.
"Let's go home."
The sword girl's hands were folded in the shape of a trumpet, and she placed them on Sakura's lips, as if she was shouting, but silently.
Then he smiled shyly at Su Bei, apologizing for his silly actions.
Su Bei could sense that there were many things hidden in his heart. Maybe there was one thing before, but when he returned to the restaurant and saw her again, it had increased to two.
What happened during the time when I was away?
But looking at her careful look, Su Bei let out a long sigh and said:
"As a master's disciple, you must be more domineering in the future!"
"Domineering! Do you understand? Just like you are on a high platform! Look fiercer."
Sword Girl was a little dazed, domineering?
Su Bei thought for a moment, then acted like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, cracked the corners of his mouth, and looked at her fiercely:
"Tanghulu, if you don't pay for it, I'll snatch it from you and eat it!"
"If you touch me, if you don't apologize, I'll hit you with a sword!"
Seeing Su Bei Bei trying his best to act fierce, Sword Girl pursed her red lips, and then finally couldn't help but laugh silently.
Following Su Bei's example, he walked towards the courtyard with his head held high.
"A domineering person should wave his arms vigorously!"
"A domineering person should take one step as two steps!"
"A domineering person should..."
——Like a gorilla, stumbling.
The setting sun slanted down, stretching the shadows of the two fools very long.
Su Bei smiled while looking at Sword Girl. Since she is already his disciple, she should enjoy his pampering and all the happiness she can enjoy!
Fate may be cruel to her, but fortunately, she met herself!
Like falling snowflakes, scattered in silence, and like the last tea flower in spring, blooming quietly and withering.
Orange-red light shone on her delicate cheeks, and her face was filled with a cheerful smile. Her already red cheeks became even more rosy, but she felt a little warm in her heart.
...
What happened in the Holy Land was quickly spread to all directions.
What was already an exciting show has become even more shocking because of the emergence of the Sword Sect led by Su Bei!
The Jian Zong that countless people were not optimistic about, and the Jian Zong that countless people had never had any expectations for, really shocked the world this time.
Eight Hundred Sword Immortals, Eight Hundred Sword Tombs, Sword Sects in the World!
Everything is so shocking to the world. A fairy sword that only exists in legends keeps breaking. It seems that this time the Sword Sect is once again telling the world through this incident that the Sword Sect of the past is coming back!
Su Bei is still on the high platform, in full view of everyone, accepting the mute female disciple, and making an appointment with Wuhua Que for a world competition that will take place in half a year!
Any one of these news is enough to shock people, and it has been discussed for ten and a half days, but now that it broke out together, it is even hard for people to digest.
Some people are disdainful and think that Jian Zong just wants to fight to the death.
There are scoffers who laugh at the Sword Sect for not being able to find an elite disciple and letting a bunch of losers go up and try to please everyone.
Among the sects that had good relations with Wuhuaque, Jianzong became the laughing stock of many sects.
However, it has spread throughout the twenty-one states, among large and small sects, or among ordinary people in the city, among loose cultivators and monks all over the world, and this time the Sword Sect has become a hotly discussed topic.
Of course, we are not discussing whether the woman named Jian Niang will beat Wuhua Que in half a year, but we are concerned about whether Jian Zong is really like what they said.
No matter what era it is in, and what kind of thinking the strong is respected, people's prayers in the ordinary will never disappear completely, just like those classic novels and stories, there will always be those who have the spirit of resistance spread.
storybook, novel!
The heroes who established their destiny for heaven and earth have never disappeared!
However, no matter what kind of discussions there are in the twenty-one states, they have no impact on the Holy Land, the place that restrains the highest power of the monks.
In the temple, Yao Yan sits high.
The subordinate was the powerful elder of each of the ten major sects. Ling Ran of Wuhua Que stepped forward and denounced Su Bei for everything he had done, saying that he was brazenly defying the rule of the world and openly defying the tacit rules of the twenty-one states.
Wenren Pingxin immediately replied angrily, only allowing Wuhuaque disciples to be so arrogant and rude, but not allowing Jianzong to refute?
The two looked at each other and both sneered.
The other eight sects acted like peacemakers and persuaded each other.
Saintess Yaoyan's eyes were turning. The world had been peaceful for so long. She didn't want any turmoil to happen. If there was a conflict, it would be resolved. However, seeing that the conflict between Jian Zong and Wuhua Que was escalating, Jian Zong was still imprisoned.
The elders of Zhuwu Hua Que have never been released...
"There's nothing else to do."
"If there is any conflict, I will fight with you in the future."
"But whoever dares to do something in the Holy Land other than the Immortal Platform, don't blame the Holy Land for its harsh punishment."
"..."
There was a lively quarrel below, but Yao Yan's mind had already drifted to the box of preserves given to her by Su Bei.
After hearing the saint's words, Ling Ran and the listener looked at each other with sincerity and walked away.
...
After Su Bei returned to the courtyard, it was getting late.
Fortunately, I already ate at the restaurant, so I'm not hungry yet.
After sending Sword Girl to her compound, Su Bei returned to his own compound, yawned and lay lazily on the bed.
At this time, Su Bei saw a bowl of porridge beside the bed, picked up the spoon and put it to his lips, it was still a little warm.
If you taste it, it should be made by Mo Li. The prodigal disciple can't make it taste like this.
Dong dong dong——
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!"
Mo Li, who was wearing gauze pajamas, walked in. Looking at Su Bei, who had not yet taken off his clothes, he said calmly:
"Master, please rest early, and I will leave first."
——This is the punishment left by Su Bei.
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the clean rice porridge beside the bed, turned around and left.
Su Bei looked at the second disciple like this and blinked his eyes.
Although her temper is like this now, I believe that in the long run, when she develops a habit, the obsession in her heart will naturally be erased by the long-term habit.
Looking at the bright moon and a few twinkling stars, Su Bei's thoughts moved.
Speaking of which, I haven’t even drawn a lottery yet!