The snow-white robe belt fluttered slightly in the wind, the black hair was neatly tied in the jade jade crown, a pair of indifferent eyes, with thin lips, handsome as jade, giving people an ascetic beauty.

Hua Jing looked at him, staring at a pair of horizontal apricot eyes, and his porcelain-white face turned even whiter after he said this, lined with the delicate red lips like cherry blossoms, red like blood.

"Liar!"

"Brother Ziyao, you must have lied to me, right, you don't want me to leave so early, so it's right to say that. The girl excitedly approached the white-clothed immortal, and her expression was self-evident that she hoped that this qiē would be fake, and that it would develop according to her own thoughts.

But Ziyao's next words shattered her illusions. Such ruthless words are a little cruel to a girl, and Yue Xiao Liuxun, as an outsider, all came up with this idea.

Whatever you want to believe, but it's true. I have been friends with your father for a hundred years, and with this affection, I will adopt you too, if I consider this issue. ”

Listening to it in the ears of the glasses means something else.

Is the male protagonist really natural?

This is also true. Fortunately, she lives in this body, and if it were the original owner, she would probably jump off the building in despair.

Of course, she immediately fell on Ziyao and cried, heartbroken. belongs to the cry of a child, earth-shattering, for fear that others will not know her grievances.

It was the first time Ziyao had encountered such a situation, and she didn't know how to put her hands and feet.

The tears and snot of the flower mirror were all wiped on the purple and snow-white fairy robe, and he trimmed his eyebrows and frowned. Just when Liu Xun said badly, Shizun would definitely be angry. Next, I didn't expect Ziyao Zhenren to only frown deeply, sighed, and the girl howled.

Liu Xun's jaw was about to fall, Ziyao Zhenren looked at him coldly, and his handsome and ruthless face made him feel a lot of pressure. As a disciple who has accompanied Ziyao Zhenren for more than fifty years, Liu Xun deeply understood that his master was annoyed and angry, and he took a look at the scene of his master's ugliness.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. It's really not good at this time, it's better for him to leave early.

"Master, then I'll deal with these things first. ”

Zi Yao bowed his head and wished that the apprentice would get out early.

Seeing that Senior Brother Liu Xun was leaving, Yue Xiao looked at the glasses that were climbing on Ziyao Zhenren like a koala, and then at Uncle Shi, who was getting farther and farther away, bit a mouthful of silver teeth, hesitated, and said, "Ziyao Xianzun, Yue Xiao retired first", and went to chase Liu Xun, anyway, the glasses are comforted by Ziyao Zhenren, she still went to chase Uncle Shi~\\(≧▽≦)/~

The two idlers and others left, and in addition to the plants, only the flower glasses in front of the door and the Ziyao real person remained.

The glasses have changed from howling and crying to sobbing silently, his body is a little weak, and the hand holding him is getting tighter and tighter. However, for Ziyao, this strength is not at all equivalent to no force.

He was waiting for her to calm down.

When you are sad, nothing is unbearable.

After crying for half an hour, she decisively stopped crying, raised a pair of red rabbit eyes, and deflated her mouth as tender as petals.

"Brother Ziyao—you will take care of me in the future!"

Although he heard the words Brother Ziyao, Ziyao still frowned and didn't like it very much. However, he didn't pay much attention to it, and answered her question quite seriously, "Of course." I mentioned it before. How about being my disciple?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the glasses were stunned.

This can't be a master-apprentice article, right?

The abstinent beauty master CP is innocent and persistent in the cultivation of female disciples?

She seems to have gotten a glimpse of the law.

When this kind of main plot is developed, Huajing decisively seizes the opportunity so that she won't say no!

"Will you stay with me all the time?" asked Hua Jing seriously.

Zi Yao was stunned and thought about it, his disciples, except for marrying a wife in the future, will always be by his side, right?) ）

"Hmm. ”

The mirror smiled happily, no longer sad, and when the joy was restored for a short time, a beautiful face appeared with a smile, fresh and pure like the jasmine he had seen in Songhai, which made people constantly recall good things.

That's it, Zi Yao smiled slightly, and her voice was as deep as a spring.

"In the future, I will always be with you. "Until you meet someone worthy of trust in this life.

Such a person, such a beautiful voice, and such affectionate words. I'm afraid that the ruthless and desireless goddess in the sky will also sink! The soft voice made Ziyao's whole heart iron when he heard it.

He performed a cleansing technique to remove the tears and snot from the glasses on his clothes. The white light lightly shrouded the snowshirt, and it was gone in an instant

Pickled dirty. I'm a little embarrassed to get the glasses.

Ziyao didn't lower her head, she should be used to washing clothes like this! she didn't need a washing machine, and in just a few seconds, the clothes became brand new, and she still exuded a faint magnolia fragrance.

I really want to learn, and if I do, I won't have to do laundry in the future. Although she never washed her clothes a few times.

Ziyao noticed that the mirror was staring at her clothes, thought for a moment, and said, "You want to learn this?"

The glasses chick nodded like pecking rice, "Mmmm, I really want to learn, Master, will you teach me?"

"This is just the simplest technique, not only this, as long as you learn it, advanced techniques are not impossible. Of course, as a disciple of Chihiro, you must learn to use a sword. Because from now on, you are also one of the sword cultivators of the three thousand worlds. Ziyao said with a smile.

He took a towel from the void, his slender hand intertwined with the white scarf, and the bauhinia lining the corner of the towel was like picking flowers among flowers.

The action of wiping tears from the wide sleeves of the flower glasses was rigid, and the male protagonist was disdainful of her? In fact, Ziyao's real face did not change, like a snow lotus slowly blooming at the tip of the iceberg, arrogant and untouchable.

I don't care at all.

The glasses quickly, almost snatched the things from his hands, wiped away the tears, folded them, put them on the wings of his nose, sucked them in, and exhaled the snot.

After that, the mood calms down. The sorrow and desolation from the original owner's heart resonated with her mood in an instant, like notes pouring out of the violin, and joy, anger and sorrow poured up from the bottom of her heart.

There are both advantages and disadvantages to using the original owner's body to attack the male owner. The advantage is that she can understand the feelings of the original owner, and she is more able to vent her feelings in her shoes, and she will not be discovered by the male protagonist's false feelings, which is true. The disadvantage is that the love is too outgoing, and it will be easy to be restrained by the original owner.

She embarrassedly pinched the clean corner of the towel, and the large whites of her eyes covered up her feelings very well at this time.

Ziyao roughly understood and said a spell.

What?

I didn't understand the glasses.

Ziyao looked at her and read it again, her tone slowing down, and her elegant voice sounded like reading a poem.

"Cleansing. He said succinctly, "You try it." ”

The glasses understood, staring at the scarf.

Read it as he had said before.

The white light shallow wrapped the scarf, and it was as white as snow again and again.

The glasses probed tentatively and found that there was no slimy feeling. So he raised the towel ecstatically and said as if he had merit: "I succeeded, ahhhh Master—"

Ziyao Zhenren took his hand and said lightly: "Keep up the good work." ”

Huajing was unhappy: "Don't praise me." ”

Ziyao rarely smiled, but unfortunately she couldn't see it.

"Then you'll have to work harder. ”

Flower glasses mischievously spit out the lilac tongue.