Jian Xiuyun originally planned to talk to them separately, but he didn't expect to recite it like this, so they rushed together.
Before Lin Liaoting could react, he squatted on the ground in a daze, with a confused look on his face.
Kan Wenxiao leaned over to pick up the things on the ground in a panic, and held them tightly in his hands. He leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to come in, but finally stopped, stood still at the door, raised his eyes and looked quietly. looking at him.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
Jian Xiuyun coughed lightly, raised his hand and waved at Kan Wenxiao, motioning for him to come in.
Only then did Kan Wenxiao walk in.
Lin Liao Ting stood up, turned around in disbelief and looked at Kan Wenxiao who was walking towards them, the expression on his face changed from surprise to anger.
"Master!" he yelled loudly, his finger pointing at Kan Wenxiao was trembling slightly, "Are you going to take him there this year?!"
Jian Xiuyun nodded and said to him calmly: "Yes."
Lin Liaoting took a step forward and grabbed his sleeve, his voice raised unconsciously, "Why? How could you bring Kan Wenxiao, he is like that..."
"Liao Ting." Jian Xiuyun knew what he was going to say next, so he immediately interrupted him.
Lin Liao Ting closed his mouth and looked at him dissatisfied.
Jian Xiuyun looked at his furry appearance, and naturally understood in his heart. He patted his hand, and just wanted to comfort him, but Lin Liaoting twitched his hand, turned around and strode out.
As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he heard the voice of the little follower, "Master, tea..."
Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of the teapot being slammed on the ground.
Jian Xiuyun sighed, this outburst.
Just when he was thinking about how to comfort Lin Liaoting, Kan Wenxiao's voice came from beside him, very soft, with the same disbelief mixed in his tone.
"Master, do you really want to take me there?"
Jian Xiuyun turned around and nodded to him, "Well, I'll take you there this time."
"Why?" Kan Wenxiao couldn't help asking.
Jian Xiuyun felt that it was necessary to explain, so he turned his head and glanced at Song Qingru.
She immediately got up and walked out knowingly.
There were only the two of them left in the house.
Jian Xiuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, trying to make himself look more sincere, with a touch of regret in his tone, "I should have taken you there."
Kan Wen Xiao was startled.
"The Immortal Sword Conference has always brought the best disciples. I didn't take you before, on the one hand because you are too young, on the other hand..."
Jian Xiuyun was a little speechless.
He can't say that he judges people by appearance, although everyone has long been tacit.
Jian Xiuyun paused, and continued: "I did something wrong before, and I won't do it in the future."
Jian Xiuyun actually planned a lot of words to apologize and sensationalize, but after seeing Kan Wenxiao, he couldn't say anything.
This is the limit here.
After all, he really couldn't arouse emotion in Kan Wenxiao's face.
Jian Xiuyun despises himself a little in his heart, he never thought that one day he would be able to endure humiliation to such an extent in order to survive.
Kan Wenxiao stood not far from him and looked at him.
His eyes were deep, pretending to be calm.
He raised his hand to touch the scar on his left face, and said dryly, "I never blamed Master."
Jian Xiuyun was a little surprised when he heard this.
Then I heard him continue to say: "Master is willing to take me, I am very happy, really happy, I will not embarrass Master."
Jian Xiuyun looked at the boy in front of him trying his best to make sure.
It was as if someone poked lightly in my heart, and a slight sourness flashed for a moment.
But it was only for a moment, and it passed.
"Well, go back and get ready." Jian Xiuyun said with a smile at him.
"yes."
Kan Wenxiao was about to turn around and leave when something flew out of Jian Xiuyun's sleeve and landed on his hand.
Kan Wenxiao raised his hand in surprise, and found that it was the banyan incense that he picked from Jueming Cliff.
Master has not eaten it yet
The flower seemed to be very happy, twisting and turning in his hand.
etc.
Why does this flower seem to be alive.
In the next second, his guess was confirmed.
Jian Xiuyun got up and came to Kan Wenxiao, grabbed one of its petals and picked it up, "Why are you running around?"
Xue Rongxiang's voice tinged with tears, "Don't pull me like this, it hurts."
Jian Xiuyun heard the words and put it in the palm of his hand.
As soon as he let go of it, it ran towards Kan Wenxiao.
Jian Xiuyun: "..."
Jian Xiuyun caught it back again, "What's the matter with you? You like my apprentice so much."
Xue Rongxiang nodded, her tone was shy, "I don't know, but I subconsciously wanted to go to him."
Kan Wenxiao on the side finally understood, with surprise in his tone, "Master, does it have wisdom?"
"Yes, it's quite cute, so I'll keep it."
Kan Wenxiao raised his hand curiously and poked it.
Just as Jian Xiuyun wanted to stop him, saying that Xue Rongxiang would hurt, he saw Xue Rongxiang hugging his fingers and rubbing them contentedly.
Jian Xiuyun: "..." You have double standards.
Although Xue Rongxiang instinctively wanted to follow Kan Wenxiao, but Jian Xiuyun still had feelings for it after raising it for so long, so in the end she reluctantly returned to Jian Xiuyun's hands.
When Kan Wenxiao left, it was very reluctant, shook its petals vigorously in Jian Xiuyun's hand, and said loudly: "Remember to come and play often."
Jian Xiuyun burst out laughing when he heard the words.
He raised his hand and poked it, "Do you feel like a bustard in a flower building?"
The petals of Xuerongxiang flinched, and there was a complaint in her thin voice, "Don't poke me, it hurts, and what is a bustard?"
Jian Xiuyun looked at the double-labeled flower and said with a smile, "The bustard is the most beautiful of all the flowers."
"Then I am." Xue Rongxiang immediately replied.
"Okay, then I'll call you bustard from now on."
"Okay." Xue Rongxiang shook the petals happily.
Jian Xiuyun teased it for a while before he started to ask the serious question, "Do you remember that it was Kan Wenxiao who picked you off Jueming Cliff?"
Xue Rongxiang shook her head, "I don't remember, it was you I saw when I opened my eyes, but I think he is very familiar, there is a feeling of blood connection."
"Your description is... quite special."
"It really feels like this." Xue Rongxiang said.
Jian Xiuyun nodded perfunctorily, suddenly his expression became concentrated, and as if thinking of something, he stretched out his hand and opened its petals, revealing the stamens inside.
Xue Rongxiang screamed, "Why are you taking my clothes off?"
Jian Xiuyun said: "When I saw you for the first time, there was a red mark on your stamen. I thought you were always like this, but it's gone now."
Xue Rongxiang closed the petals, and asked angrily: "So?"
"The red trace should be blood, Kan Wenxiao's blood, that's why you are so close to him." Jian Xiuyun thinks this explanation is very reasonable.
Then there was a burst of emotion in his heart, as expected of the hero, a drop of blood can make Xue Rongxiang sane.
I don't know what will happen if a person drinks a few sips
Just thinking of this, Jian Xiuyun immediately stretched out his hand to pinch himself to wake himself up.
If you want to live well, don't die.
After figuring it out, Jian Xiuyun didn't struggle any further, put Xue Rongxiang into his sleeve, and got up to look for Lin Liaoting.
That apprentice is still angry with himself.
In the end, I don't know where he ran to, and I searched around but couldn't find it.
Jian Xiuyun felt that something was wrong.
Sure enough, he didn't come to class for several days after that.