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Xia Calamus raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Wangchuan, and whispered, "Old man....... Actually, you can be a little harsher with me. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jiang Wangchuan looked at him and smiled: "What, do you think I'm too gentle on you?" He wanted to raise his hand again and rub the little girl's head, the little head of the iris was fluffy, which always made the person who rubbed it feel good. The little girl also seemed to like to be rubbed her head, and as soon as someone rubbed her head, she smiled and squinted her eyes and did not speak, like a yawning kitten, soft and soft.

Calamus tilted her head and thought about it, and nodded seriously: "I think you ...... me It's too gentle. “

"I often wonder if it's because I'm a girl, so neither Mr. Xu nor you have ever been too harsh on me, but when I saw Liu Ran and Ah Yuan, I found that it didn't seem like this was the case. Although the teacher dotes on Ah Yuan, she is not relaxed in her schoolwork, and even persecuts Ah Yuan a little. Liu Ran was raised as a boy by the teacher since he was a child, and Wen Ke was a doctor and a martial artist to defend himself. In the academy where Yanmei and I entered, the teacher asked Yanmei to practice martial arts with Bai Qi and them every day, but he never asked me at all. She suddenly smiled, the bangs in front of her forehead were blown by the breeze, and a shrewdness flashed in her eyes: "So, old man, you regard me as my mother."

Jiang Wangchuan didn't expect her to say such a thing, after all, Xia Calamus rarely mentioned her mother in front of him, and this sudden generous opening made Jiang Wangchuan not know what to say to respond for a while, so he could only sigh, chuckle and nodded, expressing agreement: "Yes, girl, we treat you as your mother."

"You may not know how much you look like your mother. In fact, in terms of facial features, Ji Mingsi is a little more like you, but your eyes---" He leaned closer, stared at Xia Calamus's eyes seriously, looked at his own shadow reflected in her eyes, and said, "Your eyes are too much like your mother."

Suddenly, a cool mountain breeze blew, bringing up the girl's hair and drawing the shape of the wind, and her beautiful eyes widened, as if there was a whole world in them.

It was the first time she had heard someone compare her to her mother so bluntly. It was the first time she was so close to her long-dead mother, as if standing beside her, her eyes were veining.

"Thank you." She looked down and smiled, the corners of her eyes moistened a little: "Thank you, it makes me happy."

Jiang Wangchuan said: "So whether I am or Xu Zong, every time I see you, it is like going back to decades ago, looking at your mother as big as you." Girl, we are not reluctant to let you suffer in front of your mother, but--"

"I'm afraid you'll go down the same path as your mother, and eventually, eventually, eventually."

"-- No good death." Summer iris received.

"That's right, you can't die well." Jiang Wangchuan smiled helplessly, he could now hear the word with a smile, not crying when he was drunk before.

"Girl, you must know that there is a road full of thorns in front of you........ And you, if you don't go, you have to go. “

Calamus smiled: "Is it so decisive? Shouldn't I be in charge of my own life? “

"I don't think so." Jiang Wangchuan said: "Calamus, you were born to shoulder the world. You are the chosen one to inherit the blood of the Holy Ancestor, and it is not up to you to make your own decisions about all this. Now, go and finish the remaining five laps. Jiang Wangchuan's tone suddenly became stern: "From tomorrow, it is enough to run only three laps, and after the run, come to the study to find me."

"Old man, aren't you leaving?" Xia Iris was pleasantly surprised, although a person's life is pure, she is used to being lively in the academy, and she is always a little unaccustomed to suddenly becoming a person.

"I have let myself be here for half a month, firstly, to strengthen your body, and secondly, to calm your mind. From tomorrow onwards, I will personally guide you in your cultivation, I am not an easy person to deal with, you should not think about being lazy. “

"Yes!" Xia Calamus replied seriously, stuck out her tongue again, and whispered, "Old man."

"The old man is the old man," Jiang Wangchuan said, "I am even more awkward if you call me something else."

Xia Calamus looked at Jiang Wangchuan, squinted her eyes and smiled.

On the second day, when the sky was still bright, the summer calamus got up. When she slipped out of the small courtyard, she could still hear Jiang Wangchuan's earth-shattering snoring, chuckled, moved her muscles and bones, and began this day's practice.

As she ran, she began to think crankily. The cranky protagonist is generally Yanmei, I don't know how he is, whether he has taken off his clothes, whether he has quarreled with others, and whether he is used to eating food...... She thought about it and shook her head desperately: I can't think about it anymore! The old man said to meditate. She steadied her mind and took a deep breath, the morning breeze was fresh and cool, and when she inhaled it, it seemed that the whole person was transparent, she smiled, looked at the sky that was already clear in the distance, and raised her legs and tried to run.

Nowadays, three laps are not so difficult for Xia Iris, but it is still not an easy task. As I ran, my breathing began to become heavy and rapid, and my steps became chaotic. His throat and eyes seemed to be stuffed with a soldering iron, his eyes were covered with sweat, and his face was hot and painful.

When Calamus went home sweating profusely, Jiang Wangchuan had already gotten up. He glanced at the calamus, not surprised, but said, "After breakfast, come to the study to find me."

"Yes." Calamus nodded, and then asked, "Old man, have you eaten it?"

"I've eaten it, you go eat it." Jiang Wangchuan stopped looking at her and said perfunctorily.

Eat? What to eat? Calamus was a little surprised, could it be that the old man still cooked? He has never been too lazy to help the oil bottle when it is poured, but he can cook for himself?

The breakfast on the table was very ordinary, clear porridge, steamed buns, and a little pickles. Calamus ran for half a day, her stomach was already empty, she quickly sat down, picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth, her heart was moved, she didn't expect the old man to make breakfast for her. She knew that the old man was so cold just now, and she must be afraid that she would say something sensual, so she sat at the table alone, her eyes were slightly red, and she whispered, "Thank you."

Jiang Wangchuan has deep internal strength, and his hearing is naturally better than that of ordinary people, he squatted in the yard and tended to the flowers and plants, and heard the words of the iris clearly, and couldn't help laughing. He touched the dirt in his hand, patted it and stood up, very comforted in his heart.

Sure enough, she is a smart and transparent child, just a little bit, maybe she is really the one who saved the world. (To be continued.) )