Seeing that Xiao Yan hadn't come back to his senses, Xiao Chun smiled evilly, and then said.

"Anyway, don't you think my brother is incompetent? I still want to compete with him. ”

"No, no, no, I'm not, I don't have ......"

Bingyun looked the flustered little ghost up and down, with black hair and blue eyes, wearing short-sleeved shorts, (like a mischievous kid downstairs) and touched Xiaochun's head instead.

"Xiaochun, it's time for us to go back."

Seeing that Bingyun was about to leave after taking Xiaochun's hand, Xiao Yan hurriedly followed.

"Ice Cloud Hero, how did you get here from the gate all of a sudden?"

"The buildings here are not very high, and the tallest one is only three floors, so you can easily jump over."

"Wow~ It's amazing, that and that, can the Ice Cloud Hero accept me as an apprentice?"

"Why do you want to take you as an apprentice?"

"Because I want to be the strongest person in the world like you!"

Hearing this, Bingyun stopped, looked back at Xiao Yan, and looked at it again, Xiao Yan panicked, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly changed his words:

"I didn't mean that, you're the strongest in the world, I just want to be the second ......"

"I'm not the strongest." Bingyun sighed, his eyes becoming sad, "All the power I have here is because of my partner. With that, he turned back and walked away.

"Brother, how many days are you going to stay here?"

"Well, I can take two weeks off this time."

………………

"Xiaochun, Bingyun is here to eat." Grandma came over with the dishes and chopsticks, "Oh, Xiaoyan is also there." ”

"Huh?" Bingyun looked up at the dining table. I saw Xiao Yan sitting at the dining table, his eyes were shining with starlight, and this look couldn't help but make Bingyun shiver a little.

"You, invited him here?" Bingyun lowered his head and asked Xiang Xiaochun.

"Of course... Of course not. Xiaochun's cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly argued.

"Xiao Yan is here, and the grandmother is going to get a pair of dishes and chopsticks." As soon as Bingyun sat down, Xiao Yan immediately shook his head and tailed and stuck over.

"Big heroes, take me as an apprentice, I want to be the strongest, oh no, the second strongest." Bingyun dragged his face with one hand and put it on the table, it seemed that he couldn't understand what I said. (How can an 8-year-old child understand)

"By the way, you turned out to be Xiaochun's own brother."

"No, it's not my own brother."

"Eh, why?"

"There's no why, that's it."

"Then take me as an apprentice?"

"Nope."

"Why?" …………

Reluctantly finished eating like this, and finally invited Xiao Yan away, Bingyun found a pit and squatted down. The familiar voice sounded again.

"Master take me as an apprentice!"

"Don't call me master?" Bingyun looked up helplessly, only to see Xiao Yan lying on the top of the pit door, one hand still pinching his nose.

"Anyway, master, you stink!"

"Huh?" Several green tendons on Bingyun's forehead burst out, and then, as soon as the camera turned, Bingyun pinched the back of Xiaoyan's neck and threw him out of the house.

This happened continuously, at home, in the toilet, on the street, and even in bed, and finally Bingyun asked impatiently. (The image of the bear child was ruined)

"What the hell do you want?"

"I'm just going to be your apprentice, and then I'm going to be the strongest, oh no, the second strongest."

"What about when you get stronger?"

"I can protect this world with my master."

"Are you sure it's not for the sake of being handsome?" Bingyun couldn't help but complain.

"It's not." Bingyun paused and changed his tone.

"Do you know what it means to be a strong man? With great power comes great responsibility, which means that you have to give yourself to others, to give everything you have to others, to shoulder the hopes of others, and even then, you will not regret it? ”

"Of course." This answer was so quick and so natural, maybe this kid didn't know what he was answering, but from this confident look, Bingyun saw sustenance. (To be able to set such a flag at such a young age, the future is limitless.) ）

Bingyun sighed helplessly, "Okay, I'll take you as an apprentice." ”

"Really? That's great. Xiao Yan jumped for joy.

"Come to me tomorrow, at 6 o'clock." With this sentence, Bingyun drove Xiaoyan out of the house, and now he could finally sleep well, and Bingyun returned to the room physically and mentally exhausted.

6 o'clock the next day~

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go to the training ground."

"Shouldn't we go fight monsters first? Hey, hey..."Xiao Yan tried to punch Bingyun twice, but Bingyun ignored him.

"Master, wait for me." Xiao Yan trotted and followed.

Xiao Yan followed the master to a large building.

"Here we are, this is the training ground for swordsmen."

"Wow~~" Xiao Yan looked around, and there were a variety of weapons and armor here, helmets, cuirass, short-handled swords, long-handled swords, machetes...

"Master, I'm going to start with that kind of weapon?" Saying this, Xiao Yan bumped into the ice cloud that stopped in front of him.

"Here's it, that's what you're going to train." Xiao Yan leaned out from behind Bingyun. Rows of wooden stakes towered there.

"From today onwards, you will come here to practice at 6 o'clock every day, and no one will come from 6 o'clock to 7 o'clock, so you can say that you can come to this training ground every day."

"Wait, master."

"What?"

"Shouldn't we practice how to fight bayonets?"

"What fight bayonet? You're an 8-year-old kid, and you're telling me about fighting bayonets? That's what you're for."

"Eh~~"

"Eh, go and practice now, go back and forth from these wooden stakes, and you won't be hit."

"Isn't that easy?" Xiao Yan walked in and unceremoniously pushed each wooden stake. Then he walked out triumphantly.

"Look, do you still need to practice?"

"It's going back and forth a few times." (Young man, you are too naïve) Ah, Xiao Yan shrank his neck, looking at the wooden stakes that were pushed by him to rotate violently, Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at Bingyun with begging eyes.

"Go." Bingyun pursed his mouth and pointed out the direction to Xiao Yan.

Bang bang, Xiao Yan's nose and face were swollen, and he cried:

"I'm not playing, I'm not playing." Bingyun looked at the crying child and wondered, did I see the wrong person?

"Ahem, all in all, you have to practice here every day, understand?"

"I don't-"

"No, I'll practice a few more times today." Xiao Yan saw Bingyun's non-negotiable expression, and walked in helplessly, but this time, he didn't dare to touch it again, and at this time, a demonic hand pushed the wooden stake.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"What's the use of training if you walk like this, keep training."

"Don't, master, stop."

A crisp sound sounded............

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Due to the number of words, I have made a modification, and the content may not match the title, please forgive me.