Although Zhong Sun Yuan's talent is high, her body and bones are a little weak because of years of hunger. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order not to disappoint the immortal master, she insisted on practicing sword and martial arts, regardless of the cold and summer, she fell ill within a few days, her transparent snot was hanging, she couldn't wipe it clean, and it flowed down just after wiping it, Luan Jiang boiled medicine for her with a cold face, and she was also a little angry in her heart.

It is good for an apprentice to be diligent, but he should not practice his body like this because he is diligent.

"Drink it. Luan Jiang said in an irrefutable tone, "There is not a drop left." ”

Seeing that he was so serious, Zhongsun Yuan seemed to be angry, he shrank his shoulders in fear, held his mouth, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Master—"

Luan Jiang's attitude did not soften, "If you have anything to say, say it directly." ”

He lowered his head slightly, watching Zhongsun Yuan timidly pinching the corners of his clothes.

"It's ...... It's very bitter...... "Smelling that pungent and strange smell, her mouth began to be sour, just the smell was so bad, and it was so bitter, where did she have the courage to drink it, but if she didn't drink it, she was afraid that the master would throw her away at will."

Luan Jiang's face softened slightly, and he held the medicine against her lips, "Drink! If you don't drink, you'll be kneeling all the time." ”

It was only seven or eight years old, and Zhong Sun Yuan opened his mouth along this posture while bursting into tears.

The soup was very bitter, and she felt that her tongue was unconscious.

After making sure that there was no residue in the bowl, Luan Jiang was a little dark.

He took out a packet of honey compote wrapped in oiled paper from his sleeve, Zhong Sun Yuan had never eaten this thing, and was quickly attracted to attention.

The master and apprentice stumbled and slowly found a unique way to get along.

To put it nicely, Luan Jiang is a master in the world, cold and arrogant in the world, to put it mildly, he is an otaku who stays at home.

Unless an enemy comes to the door or someone kicks the field, otherwise, Luan Jiang still prefers to nest in the Sword Peak and be clean.

Now that he has accepted a little apprentice who has not opened the valley, Tajian Peak has to set up a kitchen and a hut where normal people live.

Luan Jiang's original meaning was that the little apprentice was self-reliant, and if she was hungry, the free-range cranes raised on the Sword Peak would be eaten by her.

He thought well, but he forgot one thing - his apprentice didn't know how to cook!

Looking at the "dish" presented by the little apprentice - she couldn't see the original state in the dark, the original kitchen had been burned to ashes by her - Luan Jiang pondered, she was also a sword immortal, and in the face of the apprentice's pitiful expectant eyes, she should eat it anyway.

Anyway, you can't eat the dead.

Well, it's true that you can't eat the dead, but the taste of the dishes is really hard to describe.

Even if Luan Jiangbi Valley has not eaten human dishes for more than 2,000 years, he knows that his apprentice's craftsmanship is impossible to evaluate.

"Alas, I've wronged you. Luan Jiang relied on her strength, but she ate all the meals made by Zhongsun Yuan, and then touched her hair bun with emotion, and said, "For the master, I will go down the mountain tomorrow and let the sect master send a cook over to take care of the daily life of our master and apprentice." ”

Don't, don't let your apprentice near the kitchen anymore!

In the blink of an eye, the apprentice has grown from a black and thin bean sprout to a slim girl, but he is angry all day long, has a short temper, fights if he disagrees, and the injuries on his body have not been broken.

When Zhongsun Yuan was twelve years old, he found that his apprentice had a smell of blood on his body and blood on his clothes, and he asked, "Who did you do it with?"

Tell the teacher, and the teacher will find the field for you.

The people who step on the Sword Peak are all short-sighted, he can allow his apprentices to bully others, but he does not allow his apprentices to be bullied.

Zhong Sun Yuan also looked puzzled, "I didn't do anything with anyone......"

Then, the two idiot masters and apprentices with almost zero common sense in life looked at the pool of blood in a daze and were stunned. It wasn't until later that a female apprentice of Wanguizong told Zhongsun Yuan that she blushed and realized that when the woman reached a certain age, she would come back every month with a monthly letter.

Although there were some twists and turns, the master and apprentice lived well and did not toss themselves to death.

Zhong Sun Yuan was sixteen years old, and she asked a question that made Luan Jiang very difficult.

"Master, Master, did I have a teacher before?"

How is this question answered?

Luan Jiang was silent for a while and said, "Of course there is." ”

He had a period of middle and second periods back then, when he had just condensed his sword heart, and as a male god admired by female cultivators in the Cangming Realm, there was an endless stream of confessors. Later, in order to send everyone away, he was prompted by a friend to prepare to marry.

The bride is his sword heart, an existence that he has poured into with all his life's painstaking efforts.

If he doesn't take in an apprentice, he will only have Kenshin with him.

For sword cultivation, everyone will betray, but the sword heart in his hand will not.

He was loyal to the sword in his hand, so simple that he was wooden, and even got a marriage certificate in order to formalize it, and announced it to heaven and earth.

For some reason, as soon as he answered, his apprentice showed a very strange expression, as if he was smiling, and he was a little irritable.

When Zhongsun Yuan was eighteen years old, Luan Jiang visited a friend's apprentice and extorted something from the other party as a birthday gift for the apprentice.

"Master, what is this?"

Because of Luan Jiang's violent teaching, Zhongsun Yuan is naturally not a good stubble, and the little cub of Wanguizong was almost taught a lesson by her.

"Trap Beast. Luan Jiang replied.

"What are you doing?" she stretched out her head, her eyes widened, and when she got closer, the girl still had a slight smell of sweat after strenuous exercise, because of her cultivation Xiaocheng, the smell was not unpleasant, but Luan Jiang was still subconsciously a little farther away.

Zhong Sun Yuan's attention was attracted by the trap beast in the shape of a large flower, and he didn't notice Luan Jiang's reaction.

"He who mends his clothes. Luan Jiang's words were still concise.

"Sewing clothes?"

Zhongsun Yuan was speechless, a flower made of wood, can still sew clothes?

Luan Jiang lowered his eyes and said, "You are causing trouble everywhere on weekdays, fighting and killing non-stop, how many clothes are torn?"

Zhongsun Yuan's eyes fluttered, and he muttered, "Isn't this a master?"

Luan Jiang was silent.

He used to cause trouble, and his clothes were torn and repaired by his master, and until now, his apprentice's clothes are naturally sewn and mended by him.

However, he didn't feel much before, but when he realized that the little apprentice was already eighteen years old, he felt that it was time to avoid suspicion.

After all...... You can't even let him sew the girl's belly pocket, right?

So, Luan Jiang specially went to ask for a machine beast with the function of sewing clothes.

As everyone knows, it was such a small thing that made his apprentice completely obsessed with mechanical arts.

Who in the entire Cangming world doesn't know that sword cultivators and mechanism warlocks are the top three money-burning professions?

Sword cultivation is poor, Luan Jiang's strength is outstanding, he doesn't enjoy things accidentally, and it makes no difference to him whether he lacks money or not.

Zhongsun Yuan is still young, his strength is still weak, and he doesn't have this awareness, but now he wants to take care of his hobby of mechanical arts...... Luan Jiang was silent.

So Zhongsun Yuan can distinguish the priorities, cultivate diligently every day, and improve his strength steadily, which makes him feel very relieved.