Chapter 80 I don't want the master to see that person (10)
Over the years, he has been busy cultivating, and although he doesn't know much about love, he can still guess about it.
Just like Master, he can't help but eat a few more bites of the dishes he likes when he's full. The dishes he doesn't like may be tasted for the first time because of their good presentation, but he will never continue to eat them.
Xie Weiran didn't know what kind of mentality he had.
Whenever he thought of Master's gentle smile to others, or even close contact with another person, he felt as if his heart was being plucked by something, and it was extremely painful.
Making it difficult for him to breathe.
The young man glanced at the direction of the master's room and walked towards the small kitchen.
Zhu Yu went back to her room, changed into some clothes, and picked out an expensive gift from the storage room to bring with her as a departure gift for her unfamiliar senior brother.
Although I'm not very familiar with you, you can't lose your etiquette and you still have to be polite.
When she walked out of the door, she didn't see the little devil. She looked around and saw that he was busy in the kitchen.
"Master."
When the young man saw her, his dark eyes suddenly lit up.
Zhu Yu walked over and said, "I'm going to meet your uncle and have dinner by yourself."
"okay."
The young man casually glanced at the woman's new clothes, a moon-white fairy skirt with colored glaze, as light and elegant as a cloud.
The man turned around and left, as if even the hem of his skirt was happy.
Xie Weiran lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips slightly, and his eyes shone with a complicated light.
Zhu Yu had just taken two steps when there was a crackling sound behind her. She turned her head and saw the boy holding the bleeding hand in one hand and freezing in place. Blood beads fell, and red flowers bloomed on the white porcelain fragments.
On her delicate face, the red flame on her forehead was looming.
Zhu Yu frowned, quickly walked to his side, and grabbed his right hand to stop the bleeding.
"what happened?"
A slight cool touch came from the fingertips, and the white and slender fingers wrapped around his. Xie Weiran felt warm in his heart, raised his head and smiled: "It's okay, Master, it's just that my hand slipped."
"You." Zhu Yu tapped his forehead, first covering up the luster, then looking at the wound on his hand, and said, "Go back to the room, I will bandage it for you."
"Yeah." Xie Weiran responded obediently and followed her out of the kitchen.
The boy's palms were broad, his fingers were long and well-defined, and he had a strong sense of strength. Although he often used a sword and had thin calluses on his palms, he never had any scars.
At this moment, the gash from between the fingers to the back of the hand seemed particularly serious.
So how did it get hurt?
After applying the ointment, Zhu Yu took gauze and gently covered it.
She occasionally raised her eyes and found the young man staring at her.
Zhu Yushou paused slightly.
"What are you looking at?" Zhu Yu asked.
"Master."
"Huh?" Zhu Yu thought he was calling her and responded subconsciously.
With a smile on his face, the young man completed what he wanted to express, "Look at Master, Master is beautiful."
Zhu Yu's heart trembled, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Who doesn't like to be praised for their beauty.
After taking care of the wound, Xie Weiran retracted his hand and carefully stroked the butterfly-like knot that Master had tied for him, "Thank you, Master."
"Don't let yourself get hurt again in the future, do you hear me?"
Zhu Yu grabbed the man again and tapped his eyebrows, with a tone that sounded both coaxing and warning.
"I heard it." Xie Weiran obediently lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
Zhu Yu sighed.
The little devil himself didn't know how powerful Chi Yan was, and it made her tremble every time. From time to time, the magic that covered her would come out, and when she saw it, she would have to pretend to teach him a lesson and hit him on the forehead.
Fortunately, she practices in her mountain on weekdays and there are no outsiders. Otherwise, anyone who sees the Demon Lord Seal would probably be scared to death.
"Okay, let's go and rest." Zhu Yu waved his hand.
"Okay." Xie Weiran responded, and when he reached the door, he suddenly turned back, "Master, I'm hungry."
Zhu Yu stopped drinking tea, put down the cup, and said, "That's all, I'll take you out to eat."
It seemed like yesterday that she fed him poisonous chicken soup when she was a child. She didn't dare to cook it herself.
"Thank you, Master." A bright smile appeared on the young man's face.
Zhu Yu called a crane and sent the gift box to Qingyan Immortal Lord.
They came over quickly one after another, fluttered their wings and flew away with the gift box in their mouths. The young man came close to him with a complicated expression, "I'm sorry, Master, I missed your business..."
"It doesn't matter, I don't want to go anyway as a teacher." Zhu Yu couldn't help but feel soft in her heart when she saw his innocent appearance like a child.
As soon as he raised his hand, the other person's head lowered on his own initiative. Zhu Yu's eyes slightly curved, and he put it down and rubbed it.
He's so well-behaved.
"Okay, let's go."
"Um!"
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At this time, the leader's main peak hall had just experienced a lively visit.
The release of Qingyan Immortal Lord is the most sensational news in the world of immortality. Everyone wants to come and visit.
And not only the elders of the side sects came, but also the Sanxian and the disciples of the inner and outer sects all came, just to have a glimpse of the Immortal Lord.
The headmaster especially respected his senior brother and did not want to overwork him, so he declined them one by one.
Qing Xuanzong's people were hurried up and down, and the sapphire stone steps were crowded with people. Even if they were blocked by the barrier, they still stood on tiptoes, wanting to visit.
It was very lively outside, but the inside of the palace was extremely clean.
The three men sat across from each other, and after a brief exchange of greetings, the air became stagnant.
Two of the banquet tables prepared in advance were empty. The fourth junior brother was traveling abroad, and the younger junior sister... was missing.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, the headmaster hurriedly called on his junior brothers to stand up and toast to the man in green across from him, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and we will not return home unless we are drunk for a long time."
Jiang Tang smiled cooperatively, "Yes, I don't know if senior brother's drinking capacity has improved."
While he was talking, the aroma of wine was already filling the hall, making people salivate.
"Junior brothers, you're welcome." The man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly, raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
When the head master saw him tilting his neck and getting clean, he immediately praised him and said: "What a drinker!"
The three of them chatted with each other, and each talked casually about their experiences. Qing Yan was always a man of few words, and just listened with his lips curled up.
His eyes flicked across the empty seats like a dragonfly's water, and he picked up the wine glass with his usual expression.
This move was quickly caught by the leader. He looked in the direction of the door and was slightly suspicious: "Oh, my junior sister may be delayed by something."
As soon as he finished speaking, a crane landed in the hall and delivered a cyan gift box to Qing Yan's desk, saying that he was delayed and would visit him another day.
"Look, junior sister is so attentive that we didn't even prepare any gifts for senior brother."
The leader and Jiang Tang looked at each other and said sourly.
Qing Yan smiled lightly and put away the gift, "My family, why are you so polite?"
As he spoke, the man lowered his eyelashes, rubbed his fingertips on the edge of the wine glass, and asked casually, "I just don't know, is my junior sister still as playful as she was when she was a child?"
"Where, she is busy taking care of her apprentice!" Jiang Tang drank a glass of wine and said bluntly.
The leader couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing this.
Ah, can this be said?
Qing Yan answered quickly and asked doubtfully: "She has accepted a disciple?"
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