Shen Hanfeng lowered his eyes slightly, and taught his apprentice the first thing: "The neck is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and you must not make such movements with others in the future." "Most cultivators are cold-hearted, and once they may endanger themselves, they will never think that the actions of children are just unintentional actions, let alone laugh at them.

The child blinked and asked, "What about the master?" Can't you hold the master like this in the future? ”

Shen Hanfeng said: "It's okay to be a master. ”

The child got the approval, shrunk with a smile, leaned his head directly on Shen Hanfeng's shoulder, and said in a childish but serious voice: "The apprentice is obedient, and he will not hug others in the future, just hug the master like this." ”

Shen Hanfeng stretched out his hand and gently supported the child's soft body, and went to Frost Heaven Peak a little faster.

The old steward was very careful, and his clothes, bedding and all kinds of trivial things were very well prepared. Probably liking this child in his heart, Shen Hanfeng carefully laid out the futon for him, and led him to recognize a few paths on Frost Sky Peak. Although Frost Tianfeng looked at the bare one, there was no shortage of defensive formations on the mountain, Shen Hanfeng taught the map to Zhuo Junchen little by little, and did not ask him to remember everything, as long as he didn't admit his mistakes and fall into the trap by mistake.

"The token on your body carries my spiritual power, even if you fall into the formation, there will be no great danger. If you really get lost, you will wait for me where you are. Shen Hanfeng advised.

Although Zhuo Junchen is young, he has a good memory, and he has memorized everything that Shen Hanfeng taught him, no matter how big or small. Hearing the master say this, the child naturally responded crisply.

The master and apprentice came back in a circle, the sky was already completely dark, and Shen Hanfeng watched the child wash and sleep before leaving.

The steps of the master leaving were very light and even, and Zhuo Junchen shrank in the quilt, looking at the brilliant starry night sky on the ice wall. The Milky Way is like practice, and the child recalls the gossip that was forced into his ears by Mu Zisu when he was recuperating on the elixir peak.

Legend has it that his master is as cold as ice, and the cold air released can freeze people to death; Legend has it that his master is as murderous as hemp, and the most intractable enemies of Qinghua Xianmen for decades have all folded under his sword; It is rumored that a traitorous disciple knelt in front of him and begged bitterly, but he was slashed by his sword without blinking an eye...... All in all, this master is terrifying.

However, Mu Zisu also patted his chest and assured Zhuo Junchen at that time: "The relationship between my master and Uncle Shen is the best among this Qinghua Immortal Sect, if you suffer anything, you will come to the Elixir Peak to find me." Don't look at the master who always punishes me, he actually hurts me in his heart! With me covering you, you must not be missing a single cold hair. ”

When Mu Zisu was packing the ticket, Du Heng happened to pass by and did not comment on his arrogant words, but he mentioned that this "most beloved" apprentice stood in the corner.

However, Du Heng said to Zhuo Junchen in a rare and serious manner: "If your master accepts you sincerely, then he must be the most sincere person in this world who treats you sincerely, you must not disobey him, let alone betray, otherwise don't say that he can't let you go, I will be the first to spare you." ”

Zhuo Junchen was tired of thinking, tilted his head and looked at the side of the pillow, before the master left, he used a spell to make a rag doll for him, although his hands were frozen, but he was vivid. Yawned, Zhuo Junchen rolled on the bed, he pulled the corner of the quilt, and gradually fell asleep under the starlight.

On the second day, Zhuo Junchen fell ill.

Du Heng hurriedly came early in the morning after receiving the spirit talisman summons, and when he saw Zhuo Junchen on the hospital bed, his face was burned red, and he was angry and funny.

"What do you want me to say about you, he is seriously injured and has just recovered, but you told him to lie directly on the ice bed, do you think he is an awakened ice spirit root like you?"

The thin lips pursed into a line, and Shen Hanfeng said, "I have never raised a child." ”

This sentence is not to refute himself, Du Heng naturally knows Shen Hanfeng's temperament, and now he has an expressionless appearance, and he probably has regretted even his intestines in his heart. didn't blame him much, Du Heng began to diagnose and treat Zhuo Junchen.

The child's illness is not severe, but it is contracted by the cold. It's just that he was injured before, his foundation is thin, and a pill can solve it, but Du Heng prescribed him a decoction for seven days, and he used this medicine to consolidate his foundation and cultivate yuan for him.

When Zhuo Junchen woke up, he only felt that his head was groggy, and when he sat up and looked around, he found that he seemed to have slept in a different place.

It was also an ice cave, but much smaller than the one he lived in, except for the ice bed. Zhuo Junchen looked at the misty ice wall, and he couldn't see the outside like his room, only a piece of snow white.

With a tense heart, Zhuo Junchen cautiously shouted: "Master? ”

The sound echoed in the ice room, but no one answered. Zhuo Junchen lifted the quilt and wanted to get off the bed, but there was a brazier around the bed, and he couldn't find a place to put his feet around, so he could only make it back into the quilt aggrievedly.

When Shen Hanfeng came back with the hot decoction, he saw the little apprentice who had slept properly before leaving, and at this time he was shrunk into a ball on the bed with the quilt attached. He stepped forward and patted the quilt, the quilt moved slightly, and after a while, he trembled and lifted a corner, revealing one of Zhuo Junchen's eyes.

"Master!" Zhuo Jun threw himself into Shen Hanfeng's arms like a wind, Shen Hanfeng was defenseless, and almost spilled the soup in the bowl.

His neck was hugged tightly, Zhuo Junchen still had a little hot flashes on his body, and his face rubbed against Shen Hanfeng's clothes. Shen Hanfeng stretched out his hand and patted his apprentice's back, originally wanting to ask him to drink medicine while it was hot, but the words became "What's wrong?" ”

Zhuo Junchen didn't speak, hugged the master and rubbed harder, Shen Hanfeng frowned, and took the apprentice away a little, only then did he see that the apprentice had wrapped two packets of tears, and his eyes were red.

"Feeling uncomfortable?" There was a hint of nervousness in Shen Hanfeng's tone.

Zhuo Junchen wiped his eyes and shook his head: "I, I thought that the master had locked me up here and didn't want me anymore." ”

Shen Hanfeng was silent for a moment and whispered, "I won't want you." The child choked and wiped his eyes, but stopped crying.

Shen Hanfeng unconsciously softened his voice and handed over the decoction in his hand: "Drink the medicine." ”

Zhuo Junchen took it, Du Heng didn't know how to boil the medicine, this medicine bowl was as big as a child's face, Shen Hanfeng watched the apprentice drink the decoction with a bitter face, and a smile crossed his eyes.

Staring at the apprentice after drinking the medicine, Shen Hanfeng was about to return the medicine bowl, but when he turned around, his sleeve was pulled by Zhuo Junchen. Turning around, the apprentice was looking at himself with blank eyes: "Master, where are you going?" ”

Shen Hanfeng said: "The people from the Elixir Peak are still waiting outside the door, and they have to return this bowl." ”

Zhuo Junchen blinked: "How long will the master go?" ”

Shen Hanfeng sighed, pressed the apprentice back into the quilt and lay down: "You wait, the master will be back soon." ”

Zhuo Junchen grabbed the quilt with both hands and looked at him with wide eyes, Shen Hanfeng couldn't help but touch his head, and then turned around and went out.

He didn't break his promise, and soon turned back, and when the figure appeared from the entrance of the cave, the apprentice's eyes lit up significantly. Shen Hanfeng thought for a moment and took out a bead the size of a baby's fist from the Qiankun bag in the storage. This bead is fiery red all over, and there is a faint fire light circulating in the translucent bead, and the golden red flame color is like a hovering golden dragon.

Shen Hanfeng walked up to his apprentice and stuffed the bead into his hand: "This is the Yan Dragon Ball, it is warm and drives away the cold, you put it in your arms, and you won't feel cold when you sleep." "Before, he was so busy going to the Elixir Peak to get the medicine that he forgot to take the beads to his apprentice to warm up first.

The beads were hot, but they were not hot, they were warm like a small stove, and Zhuo Junchen's eyes were full of surprise.

Shen Hanfeng pressed his apprentice's head: "Put it in your arms." "L, before typhoid fever is healed, it catches another cold.

Zhuo Junchen nodded hurriedly, and the beads were placed on his chest for a while, and there was a warm feeling. Shen Hanfeng tucked the quilt for his apprentice and sat on the edge of the bed. With the Yan Dragon Ball, the brazier next to the bed was superfluous, Shen Hanfeng stomped on the ground, the cold spread up, and the ignited brazier was frozen into the ice.

After doing this, Shen Hanfeng noticed that his apprentice had been peeking at him, and raised his head to meet him.

Zhuo Junchen looked a little embarrassed, and asked in a low voice, "Does Shizun want to stay here and sleep with his apprentices?" ”

Shen Hanfeng pondered for a moment, and it was okay to do so, so he lifted the corners of the quilt and only took off his boots and fell asleep.

Zhuo Junchen's eyes lit up, stared at Shen Hanfeng and asked, "Is the master cold?" Without waiting for Shen Hanfeng to answer, Zhuo Junchen conveniently rolled into Shen Hanfeng's arms, "In this way, the master will definitely not be cold!" ”

No matter what the master's reaction was, Zhuo Junchen calmly rubbed in Shen Hanfeng's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep. The child was already sick, and his spirit was not very good, and he soon became confused, and he only felt that Shizun's chest shook slightly, and Shizun seemed to laugh.