Chapter 127: Wandering Tribulation (4)

"Liujiao, you are the most capable disciple in the Tianji Sect except for Tianshen. You're only a year younger than Tianshen. ”

Mu pain's voice came slowly.

There was a hint of loss in Liu's angry face.

Yes, the strongest person in Tianji Gate has always been Mu Tianshen, and he has always been just his foil.

In the eyes of everyone, there is only Mu Tianshen, who is high.

"As a teacher, I have always felt that you and Tianshen are both sensible children. Since Shen Qing'er is your junior sister, she should take good care of her. What's more, she is a woman, so why not be a little humble? ”

Mu pain's voice came again.

Liujiao raised his head and looked at Mu painstakingly, his eyes were unruly.

"The apprentice didn't understand, Shen Qing'er had no cultivation foundation, and he was not good at martial arts, and now he was a teenager, so he started to cultivate. Why would the master accept such a disciple? ”

Mu painstakingly looked at it, and finally stopped on the sacred tree.

"Since she came to Tianjimen that day, then everything is fate."

"Just like I accepted you as a disciple, it's also fate."

Mu Kuxin's eyes stopped at Liujiao again.

Liuzai still remembers the scene of the first meeting with Mu Kuxin.

At that time, the village that had just been attacked by the demon beast was in shambles, and the villagers were killed and injured.

Mu Kuxin's clean gray-blue clothes were in stark contrast to the mess of the village.

He stepped across the bloodstained floor and walked slowly towards him.

Every time he took a step, many people looked at him with begging eyes and begged for help.

He smiled kindly and comforted everyone.

Liujiao felt that this man was like a white cloud on the top of a high mountain, out of reach.

But now, he was slowly approaching him.

Until Mu Kuxin stopped in front of him, and looked at this man blankly.

I only heard him ask in a low and soft voice, "Whose child is this?" ”

A nearby villager responded: "This child's parents were killed by demon beasts. ”

"Will you come with me?"

Mu Kuxin had a faint smile on his lips. He stretched out his hand towards the Wandering Tribulation.

Liujiao timidly stretched out his small hand, trying to hold the big big hand.

When the distance between the two hands was only the width of a finger, he stopped reaching out.

He realized that his hands were too dirty.

It's full of dust.

He didn't dare to touch this big clean hand at will, for fear of desecrating the man in front of him.

Mu smiled bitterly and held his small hand that was stagnant in mid-air, without the slightest disgust.

"What's your name?"

Liujiao was stunned at first, then shook his head.

It wasn't that he didn't have a name, but at that moment, he didn't know why he was shaking his head.

"Both parents died, and they should have been displaced. How about calling you a plague? ”

Liuzheng nodded and looked at Mu Kuxin.

His clean and dust-free figure is like a mountain cloud, and his gentle and kind face makes people feel like a spring sun.

At that moment, a thought arose in Liujiao's heart.

He wants to say goodbye to the past.

From then on, he was just a painstaking apprentice, wandering.

When Liujiao followed Mu painstaking to the Tianji Gate, he found out that the man standing on the top of the high mountain actually had a son of the same age as him, Mu Tianshen.

Whether it was cultivation or martial arts, his son performed very well, far surpassing the orphans who Mu had painstakingly adopted.

Liuzai is also one of the orphans that Mu painstakingly adopted.

Only through Mu painstakingly recognized, can he have the opportunity to become his apprentice.

Liuzheng longed for himself to be able to enter Mu Kuxin's eyes, he studied hard and practiced hard, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.