Chapter 12

"Hearsay is not credible, and you don't know it."

Luo Xiaoxiao didn't want to lose face and dropped a sentence, turned around and left.

She returned to the house, covered the quilt and slept for a long time, and pinched her nose and drank Chinese medicine for three days, I don't know if it was her delusion, I felt that the medicine was getting less and less bitter after drinking, but Feiyan and they all said that it was still the original formula.

Luo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to "reluctantly" attribute it to herself, and her adaptability was too strong.

Three days later, she managed to become a lively hero again!

It feels so good to be healthy!

Luo Xiaoxiao bit the candied fruit, Feiyan stood beside her, and suddenly remembered: "Miss, that second prince, what are you going to do?" ”

Second prince?

Luo Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was Beigong Yao.

Calculate the time, today is the time for her to reappear in the worldly master mode.

"Let's leave it there for now." Luo Xiaoxiao didn't have the heart to continue eating candied fruit: "You go and find the master who taught me martial arts, I have something to ask him." ”

"Yes."

People were quickly brought.

Under his surprised eyes, Luo Xiaoxiao asked him a bunch of idiotic questions about novice martial arts, and took notes carefully.

Kindness.

The textbook is done!

As for Beigong Yao's refusal before?

Yes, that was all before, and now, he'll definitely agree!

In the evening, in the middle of the night, Luo Xiaoxiao re-'armed' himself and arrived at Beigong Yao's palace with ease.

He was seen again at the stone table in the courtyard......

Obviously, it was the second time, but Luo Xiaoxiao was still frightened.

Fortunately, she has a little experience, and this time, she recovered faster than last time.

She maintained the aura and demeanor of a master in the world: "Little baby, how did you think about the old man taking you as an apprentice?" ”

Beigong Yao said lightly: "My answer remains the same. ”

"It's not a good thing for young people to have too much temperament."

Luo Xiaoxiao walked closer and saw the scar on his forehead that had not faded: "You worship the old man as a teacher, I can't guarantee it, but you will never suffer this kind of small injury again." ”

She followed her steps: "Don't you have something you want to get, no person you want to protect?"

Strength!

In this world, only absolute power can allow you to have what you want to have! ”

Beigong Yao lowered his eyelashes, and under the moonlight, his face was a little transparent:

He asked calmly, "Can some people get it as long as they have the strength?" ”

Luo Xiao paused: "Power can help you get a lot, but not all. Especially people. Only when you get a person's heart can you really get a person. ”

His narrow black eyes flashed with a chill: "Then how can you get a person's heart?" ”

Luo Xiaoxiao: "......"

She controlled her urge to throw the textbook and leave: "This question is complicated, and it takes a long time to explain. How, do you want to worship the old man as a teacher? ”

Beigong Yao raised his eyes to look at her.

After a moment, he bent his knees: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

"You don't have to do it." Luo Xiaoxiao helped him up.

As long as he can become a generation of Mingjun in the future, she will be satisfied.