This trip to the secret realm, the Wuxuan Sect has achieved unprecedented success. It is different from other sects who have harvested a lot of spirit grass and resources. The Wuwang Sect disciples brought back... a pile of demon pills.
Lou Hong watched the demon pills as high as the hills handed over by the disciples, the corners of his mouth twitched, he had the illusion that his own disciples had emptied the monsters in the secret realm. After checking it again, there is nothing in the demon that is unfavorable to the cultivation base. He waved his hand and asked the disciple to take the demon pill back.
Yi Qing is worthy of being a disciple of His Holiness. The team he led has harvested more monsters than the disciples who have gone in and trained over the years, even his adult boy Lou Tao has harvested more than ten times as much as the team led by him.
He is very sad for Lou Tao, and he also wants to pick up demon pills with the little uncle! Who asked his father to let him lead another team! This time they got a lot of demon pills, okay? Not the first hero, but also the second.
Lou Tao was a little stuffed, and what made him even more so. After coming back with the disciples from the team of the little uncle, most of the disciples actually increased their cultivation. Even if they did not increase their cultivation, their swordsmanship also improved a lot, and the little uncle was directly consummated.
So, without saying a word, Lou Hong turned around and locked his son in the sword array. Look at people!
For Yi Qing, there is no difference between the formation of Dan and the traditional meditation to bring Qi into the body. Not even Tianlei, his golden core has become. It was Gu Yue who casually drew a few thunders down next to him, saying that it was meant to be hacked, and it could be regarded as telling everyone that he had formed an elixir.
He glanced at the golden core in his body, and suddenly a feeling of inadequacy rose in his mind, his eyebrows tightened, as if he had thought of something, and there was a hint of confusion on his face that he had never seen before.
So, that night...
Shen Ying looked at the person beside the bed and sighed deeply, "Send supper?"
"..." shook his head.
"Drinks?"
"..." Still shaking his head.
"Send fruit?"
"..." He continued to shake his head.
"Try a new dish?"
"..." Still shaking his head.
"Oh." Shen Ying pulled the quilt and lay down again, continuing to sleep.
ten minutes later…
The quilt was lifted, and Shen Ying sat up directly.
"Cook!"
"Master?"
"You're staring at me like that. I can't sleep. What's the matter, can you tell me?"
Yi Qing's eyes sank, and he lowered his head slightly, something flashed in his eyes and took a step forward, his eyes seemed to hide a sea, he hesitated for a while before asking, "Master, why did you accept me as your apprentice back then... Woolen cloth?"
"Ah?" Shen Ying turned her head and blurted out, "You can cook." Is this difficult to understand
The answer was expected, but Yi Qing still felt relieved, stepped forward and said eagerly, "Apart from this?"
"No?" Apprentice or something, it's very troublesome!
"Is it...?" His face sank.
"Anything else?" She was really going to sleep.
The turbulent waves in Yi Qing's eyes slowly returned to calm, he looked at the person in front of him intently, and half would raise his mouth to reveal a smile, "No, in fact, I just haven't seen Master for a whole month, and I'm worried about how Master is doing these days. So come and see."
"Oh." Shen Ying tilted her head, looking at the young boy who was still a little green, her eyes sank, "So you stared at me for three nights?"
"..." Yi Qing was stunned, and sat down directly on the edge of her bed, his eyes became deeper and deeper, "If you don't look at Master... I'm always worried." She always felt that she would disappear in the blink of an eye. His eyes narrowed, and then he added, "And... Master often kicks the quilt in the middle of the night, I... I... "
His face was tangled, and he clearly wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
Make people... Mo Ming wants to bully him.
Shen Ying's eyes sank, and the thought in her heart that she wanted to bully the children came out again. He leaned forward suddenly, and the person who was close to the bed was close enough to stick to it, "I said, little cook, do you know that it is very dangerous to run to the bed of an older single woman in the middle of the night!"
Gu Yue was startled by Shen Ying who suddenly approached, the other party's warm voice swept directly on his face, instantly he felt his face hot, his heart beat faster, his eyes widened and he subconsciously returned. Words, "What... what... dangerous?"
"Want to know?" Shen Ying got closer, staring at his face that was dyed red.
"… think about it?"
"Oh." Shen Ying suddenly reached out, grabbed his collar and pulled it forward, then turned over and threw the person in front of her onto the bed. Turn around and press it directly, straddle the opponent's body, who sent you to the door!
With a swipe, he pulled the clothes off his chest directly, and pressed one hand on his hot chest, his eyes narrowed into a line, and a big wolf-like smile appeared, "There is a danger of losing one's body~~~~ "
Yi Qing's whole body froze, he opened his mouth slightly and stared at the person in front of him, but he didn't respond for a long time. Until Shen Ying's hand slipped from his chest, with a malicious smile, she slowly moved to the waist belt.
He shuddered and grabbed her hand subconsciously.
Shen Ying didn't move, just squinted at him.
"Master... Master?"
"What? Changed my mind and wanted to go back to sleep."
"No... no."
"what?"
"I've often heard people say... I'm the cauldron that Master raised since he was a child. I didn't believe it in the past. So... it's true... is it true?"
"What?"
"No matter what the master does, the disciple is willing. It's just that he has never learned it... The disciple will not."
"… "
"Master, my heart is beating so fast, is this normal?"
"… "
"Master, Luding... What should I do?"
Looking at the pure and sincere face in front of her, who looked at her with confidence. Shen Ying felt that her conscience had been hit hard, and it was heavier than the next. Immediately, he was full of mischievous thoughts, and half a minute of eagerness to try, and he let it out.
Suddenly, the person who got up was a 16-year-old boy. The old aunt who molested fresh meat was heartbroken.
Totally... down... can't get down!
The corner of his mouth twitched, he turned and rolled directly under the wall, his back to the person behind him. He also deliberately turned his body into shrimp, and arched someone out, exuding a decadent atmosphere.
"Master."
"sleep!"
"Oh."
half time...
"Master..." a cautious voice, "You... have you finished picking up? Actually..." I always felt that something was wrong.
"To shut up!"
"Oh."
After another half...
"Master... Father?" A more cautious voice, "Actually, I can still stand it, or... you pick it again?"
"roll!"
Shen Ying couldn't bear it any longer, and kicked the person on the bed with one foot.
A cook with amnesia is not cute at all!