Don't insult the teacher, don't lose the face of the purple lotus, and don't let Lingyun Mountain be ridiculed by the Six Realms?

That sounds like a good thing. For my Purple Lotus, for that lovely white-bearded third uncle, and for that pink little Dudu, I think I should try my best to do it.

"What's wrong, regret it, don't want it anymore?"

I was thinking about it when Zilian suddenly asked in a deep voice. The voice was cold, mixed with flakes of ice rushing towards me, so cold that I thought if winter had come early.

"No, it's not."

I shook my head at him in a hurry, thinking of what reason I could use to convince him to believe what I was saying.

After thinking about it, he remembered the stories on those mortal notes that he had seen in the demon world. Come to think of it, the tragic heroine in that story seems to be more able to move Zilian when she says it. So, I turned to a sad face and said to Zilian: "Xiaoyu has been lonely since she was a child, and she has never been cared for by anyone. This is the first time I've heard someone say that they want to give small fish things. Xiao Yu was so happy for a while because he suddenly got the good news. That's why I was a little distracted and didn't hear what Master said. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. Secretly looked at him with his peripheral vision, but saw that his face was still gloomy, and his anger did not seem to have faded.

"Master, Xiaoyu is wrong! Xiao Yu begged Master for forgiveness. ”

I leaned forward and reached forward, ready to take the sword from his hand. After a while, he still didn't mean to give it to me.

"Master?"

I looked up at him with a puzzled expression, only to see that his face was pale and he glanced away.

How can there be such a thing as giving something to someone else? If you don't give me the sword like this, I'm going to grab it. It doesn't matter if he's Zilian or not, I don't care if he's a master or not.

However, he seemed to be still angry, and did not pay attention to me. When he heard me calling out to him, he glanced at me and gave me a blank look.

No way? Such a stingy master will have it.

In order to get his peerless sword, I also let it go, and suddenly knelt down in front of his knees, raised my hands more carefully to prepare to receive the sword, and said loudly: "What the master gives, no matter what it is, Xiaoyu will like it." ”

I guess that's enough! With such beautiful words, such a lovely apprentice, and such a solemn ceremony, Zilian shouldn't be angry with me anymore!

However, I didn't expect that he suddenly turned around and walked to the table. Under my eager gaze, he mercilessly placed the jade sword on the table.

"Master?" I looked at him in bewilderment.

He turned his back to me and said, "It's only been three days since you entered the master's sect, and you haven't had time to teach you some spells as a teacher. ”

That's true, I nodded.

He sat down at the table, picked up a cup of tea, and began to sip it. For a long time, I didn't say a word again, and it seemed that I had forgotten about me kneeling on the ground, and even more so that we had to go down the mountain to the world today.

"Master."

I couldn't help but call him again, reaching out and rubbing my knees.

His face was leisurely and comfortable, he lifted the teapot and poured another cup of tea, and began to drink it slowly, without looking up at me.

Knee pain though. However, I did not dare to stand up on my own without his permission.