The child's voice was low, and he continued, "Don't come down. ”

……

In an instant, the accusations and complaints full of gunpowder were all dumbfounded, Fang Qi exhaled, and carefully recalled the bits and pieces since he met the male protagonist, and then said calmly: "What are you doing, come up." ”

The night was deep and heavy, and the child quietly rubbed the mud on his body quickly, while whispering, "I'm almost well." ”

Fang Qi's eyelids jumped, and he said irritably: "You come up, I'll boil hot water tomorrow and wash it again, okay?"

If you deliberately think about the cause and effect, you can actually sort it out very easily.

It's just that he is a rough man in the end, he likes to go straight, but the child is sensitive and careful, he talks and does things boringly, others say that half of it is hidden and half of it, he hides it all, and he doesn't ask it, it all depends on people to guess.

In fact, it is something that can be solved with a single sentence.

And even if he revolves around the male protagonist sweetly, it's not the roundworm in his stomach, and it's impossible to guess everything accurately, right?

The child didn't want to go up, and he didn't know how to answer, so his eyes were fixed on the shore, and the child swam closer.

Then Fang Qi was pushed to the ground and took a few steps back, Fang Qi quickly reached out and grabbed him, the child's posture was flexible, his feet kicked under the water, and he actually wiped his hands back to the lake.

Fang Qi sighed, and he couldn't play a game of cat and mouse with the male protagonist in the water, it was really my living ancestor, Fang Qi was expressionless, and he had no choice but to compromise, so he stood up, turned his head and left.

After walking a few steps and being afraid that he would think about it, Fang Qi was a little aggrieved, and said without looking back: "I'll go back and get the clothes, you as soon as possible." ”

Fang Qi quickly returned to the cave and pulled two clothes casually

Quickly returning to the lake, the child was almost washed, rubbing his hands at his side, and seeing Fang Qi's figure moving faster from a distance, he could see the afterimage vaguely.

Fang Qi went back and forth for more than ten minutes, squatted down on the shore with his clothes, and said, "Come up." ”

The child scratched his back a few times urgently, and obediently went ashore, Fang Qi had already stretched out his coat, and the child had just arrived at the edge of the lake, and Fang Qi fished him up and wrapped him whole.

The child stood in his arms with his arms curled, Fang Qi wiped it randomly, took another piece of clothing for him to put on, and walked towards the cave with the person in his pocket.

I went back to the cave and closed the door, put the child on the bed, and came over with an oil lamp to see, the big wound at the bottom of the bowl that had just been broken yesterday had a thick blood scab, and there was no blood after soaking in the water for a long time, but the scar was slightly white.

Seeing that he was fine, Fang Qi put his mind at ease, pushed the person into the bed, blew out the oil lamp and went to bed.

The child rolled over on the bed, and the face of the old man rarely showed a trace of childish joy, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, and the child looked at him wrapped in oversized clothes, Fang Qi turned his back to him, and did not take off his clothes.

The child looked at him for a moment, crawled up to him, and quietly undressed him, trying to get him to take off his sleep.

Fang Qi was upset when he saw him, he shook his arm roughly, the child was waved aside, Fang Qi pulled the quilt, and said in a rough voice: "Don't bother me!"

The child was stunned, looking at the little red apple placed next to the pillow, and his eyes were a little red.

The child saw that his face was unhappy and did not dare to resist, Fang Qi silently complained that he didn't know how to take off his clothes when he took a bath, and he really didn't know how he washed it. Stripped people naked, although he was still angry, Fang Qi couldn't hold back his curiosity and looked down at the male protagonist's bird......

poof, hahahahaha, so small, so soft!

Fang Qi deliberately put on a face, noticed that the child was lying down next to him, carefully moved to this side, leaned on his back, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Fang Qi deliberately did not speak, the child lay on the bed, carefully observing him, Fang Qi blew out the light.

Hongyuan looked at the small apple placed next to the pillow, his eyes were a little red, and he wanted to lean over in a little panic, but he didn't have the guts. When the brain was racing and thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly a message appeared clearly in my mind.

Hongyuan looked at Fang Qi intently, he hadn't eaten this delicious fruit yet.

The Feng Yao Sect has nearly a thousand disciples, divided into three ranks.

High-level disciples are young disciples who have entered the stage of initiation, and most of them have good qualifications and are under the age of 30. Not everyone is suitable for cultivating, and the initiation period seems to be the most basic, but it is also the most difficult, and many mortals cannot reach the heights in their lifetime.

The male protagonist entered the initiation period in only half a month, which is already a special case among the special cases.

The middle-level disciples have just entered the Dao stage, and most of them have come up at an age.

And the low-level disciples are mortals who are eager to cultivate, but their qualifications are really inferior, so they do chores in the mountains, which is actually equivalent to petty handymen.

The male protagonist is not very old.,In fact, it's a high-level disciple.,Half a month into the Tao is still talked about.,The sword master elder even wanted to make him a senior brother.,I want to rely on the male owner to be famous in the world.,It's a pity that God is jealous of talent.。

The male protagonist abolished his cultivation, but his rank was not abandoned, and he was still a high-level disciple of the Fengyao faction, and he was the youngest. Naturally, it attracts resentment, and it feels very cool to instruct the former pride of heaven to serve tea and water for himself.

Fang Qi smiled and said, "I went to report to you today." ”

The child's face turned blue and said, "You can't go." ”

Fang Qi said: "Why can't I go, I'm going to go." ”

"......" child: "I can't protect you, stupid." ”

Fang Qi was eager to try: "Maybe I'm a good material for cultivation!"

The child casually took his meridians and said, "You're not." ”

Fang Qi: "......"

Fang Qi was annoyed and angry, and sneered: "Can you manage it, Lao Tzu uses you to take care of it? You yourself are mud bodhisattvas, you take care of me? I'll just go, what's wrong with you." ”

The child looked at him coldly, whoever is affectionate will lose, this sentence is really right, meow, meow.

Fang Qixin said that he must go, if he doesn't go to participate in the Fengyao Mountain selection test, the male protagonist leaves Fengyao Mountain to participate in the trial conference, and then he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter, wouldn't he be staring?

Fang Qi said: "Anyway, I'm just following you, by the way, can't you Fengyao Mountain take a little guy, I can pretend to be a waiter to take care of you! ”

The child said indifferently: "I won't choose any of them." ”

The child sighed and said, "Then you can go." ”、

Fang Qi snorted, the child rarely didn't want to deal with him, and silently turned around and fell asleep by himself, Fang Qi didn't pay attention to him at all.

Then the child pretended to be a stranger with him, and Fang Qi greeted him warmly, but the child ignored him.

Fang Qi saw that the child was really busy like a spinning top in Qianshan, Feng Yaoshan was not strict in his work and rest, he got up at eight o'clock, ate for an hour, and started practicing martial arts at nine o'clock. As soon as the child arrived at the front mountain, he first poured the night pot of more than 200 high-level disciples from house to house, and then cleaned the mountain ladder, swept for more than half an hour, and came back, the others just finished eating, and the male protagonist was lucky to eat some leftovers, and he was unlucky and hungry.

The young man said, "You are also worthy of being a high-level disciple?"

Hmph cannon fodder, Fang Qi didn't look at him, and followed the male protagonist to fight.

Song Yishu said: "New here, do you know this little mongrel?"

Fang Qi was about to slap the table and scold, how did you speak, but the child opened his mouth coldly and said, "I don't know." ”

The child slowly stepped back, as if he had accidentally splashed the pot water on Fang Qi's body, and Fang Qi said angrily: "What are you doing!"

The male protagonist said: "Get out of the way!"

Fang Qi watched the male protagonist walk away inexplicably, Song Yishu hugged Fang Qi's shoulders and said: "Dumbfounded, do you know who it is, it is a genius disciple of our Fengyao faction, and that's it." Now it's a waste. ”

Fang Qi saw that Song Yishu was warming up with him, and after thinking about it, he understood that the male protagonist took the initiative to deliberately distance himself from him, not to harm him, but to save him.

Fang Qi was silent for a while, and subconsciously told himself: "I want to have a good relationship with Song Yishu." ”

But what's the point of having a good relationship with them, at least two months at the latest, when the trial conference begins, these people should stay where they are cool.

Fang Qi looked at this man's thin face, and didn't want to offend him, so he said: "I can afford it, I have something to do, so I will leave first." ”

Song Yishu said: "I just can't get used to seeing him better, let's go!"

is a rather delicate girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a yellow gauze robe, these people don't even recognize Fang Qi, what qualifications does the name of cannon fodder have for him to remember?

The girl said coquettishly: "Do you know who I am!"

Fang Qi thought to himself, Chengshen is not a stallion, and there is no heroine, I don't care who you are?

The child is really obedient here, and if he can't fight back, he won't scold back, Fang Qi said: "Why don't you fight back!"

The child wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "This can end as soon as possible." ”

Fang Qi stumbled for a moment, and then Song Yishu flashed out from the side, shaking a fan and pretending to be funny: "Some people say that you two are playing well, I don't believe it, Brother Fang, why can't you think about it like this?

First took him to see what introductory exercises.

The child said, "If you really want to cultivate, I can teach you." ”

Fang Qi said: "You still teach me after you became a teacher?"

The child paused and said, "I don't have a cultivation, and I know all the basic exercises." ”

Fang Qi said: "Since you know, why don't you want to leave here?"

The child didn't speak, it was not easy for him to enter the Feng Yao faction, if there was a place to live without the Feng Yao faction, how should he change his fate?

The child looked at him, and in recent days, the cultivation that had neglected the practice was picked up again, Fang Qi didn't know what he was doing until the day before, the child watched the cultivation pass all over his body, and still achieved nothing. In fact, he has long been used to it, but today he still can't help but be irritable and uncomfortable, and hit the mountain rock hard, and the blood flowed like a torrent when he landed.

The child looked at him, his eyes full of pleading, "Fang Qi," the child said, "I can't protect you." ”

For the first time, he hated his incompetence!

Fang Qi finally went to Fengyao Mountain, and everything was fine until someone found him running back to the mountain every day.

The little platypus was held upside down in Song Yishu's hand, the little platypus cried and screamed, and Fang Qi said, "Give it back to me!"

Song Yishu smiled: "Oh, it's your thing? ”