Chapter Seventy-Three: Don't Kick Me Out of the Sect

Zilian still had a dull expression on her face, and said slowly: "Although this monarch is unemployed, at least it can be proved that this monarch is still an ice clear jade body. ”

Ahem, cough, cough ......, Bing Qing Yujie, the first time I heard these four words come out of a man's mouth, I was really a little unaccustomed.

"Your husband is thousands of years old, and he has never been as clean as Benjun. I don't know, Madame will be the first few demon kings, oh no, is it the dozens or the hundredth woman? ”

I watched from the side, and when I saw the faces of Li Ruoshui and the Demon King, they were suddenly red, white, and black, and my heart trembled and trembled. I really have never really comprehended how powerful Zilian's mouth kung fu is, and I hope that one day, he will not use this kind of verbal skill against me, a little carp who is not very good at talking.

"You ......"

Li Ruoshui looked calm just now, but now he was so angry that he couldn't help but get angry.

The demon king stretched out his hand and grabbed her, and said to her with a smile on his face, "Okay, okay." Purple Lotus Immortal Monarch's words have always been like this, if you don't take it to heart. ”

"But ......" Li Ruoshui looked at the demon king very sadly, and estimated that he still felt unfair for his husband in his heart!

"Alright, alright."

The demon king was generous, smiled and reached out and patted her shoulder a few times.

Seeing that his wife was about to shed tears in anger, the demon king smiled and was helpless for a while, and said softly: "Is this lunch cooked?" ”

"Hmm!"

The person leaning on in his arms nodded tearfully in response.

I was a little moved to watch from the sidelines, and my eyes were a little hot inexplicably. However, as if she hadn't heard, Zilian let go of my hand, sat down on the side and began to drink tea again.

"Master."

I couldn't help but call him at this time.

"Huh?" He put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

"Master, did you say something too much just now, you see that you have cried when you say everything that other people's wives said."

Although, knowing that he said this, it was very likely to displease Zilian, but for the sake of the beautiful image of the master in the eyes of others, I felt that it was still necessary for me to properly remind Zilian at some point.

"Little fish."

He suddenly had a sad look on his face, looked at me and said, "Apprentice, do you think it's too hard to speak for the teacher, do you think the teacher is a bad person?" ”

"No, no. Xiao Yu doesn't think that Master is a bad person. ”

Seeing him like this, I hurriedly waved my hand, "In Xiaoyu's eyes, Master is the most haode person and the most haode immortal on this shijie." With that, he raised his hands and clenched them into two small fists in front of his eyes, and said with an affirmative look at him.

A flash of joy appeared on his face, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Good apprentice." As a teacher, I don't regret accepting you as an apprentice now. For the teacher to know, this shijie is only a good apprentice for the teacher can understand the painstaking work of the teacher. With that, he stood up and walked over, raised his hand and stroked my head, and touched it lightly as if he were touching a puppy.

"Could it be that Master has ever regretted accepting Xiaoyu as an apprentice?"

I snorted vigorously with my mouth pursed, raised my head and looked at him with teary eyes, and said with grievances: "Master, have you ever thought about not wanting the little fish and leaving the little fish behind?" ”

He frowned, "How is that possible?" How could I not want you as a teacher. ”

Holding my hand, he smiled and said: "You are the only apprentice for the teacher, who can not only help the teacher cook and make beds, but also help the teacher find water and guard the door. ”

"However, didn't Master just say that now I don't regret accepting Xiaoyu as an apprentice? That means that Master has regretted it before, and has thought about throwing away the small fish, not the small fish. ”

"This, this, this ......"

He was speechless when I asked, stammered for a while, and a trace of anger appeared on his face, and said to me: "You don't believe what the teacher said." Do you want to be expelled from your teacher? ”