Tao Yaoyao put away the sword, then flew towards Feng Ling, raised his lips and smiled: "Master, sure enough, the disciples can't hide anything from your eyes." ”

Feng Ling would not reproach her, but praised: "I am a little impatient, but your comprehension of kendo is very." ”

Looking at the delicate little apprentice in front of him, he thought that if he could break through the foundation and add his comprehension of kendo, he would become a great weapon in the future.

"Thank you for the compliment, but now Haotian Sect estimates that many people are laughing at me, and by the way, there are also mocking you, Master, you see that I have not succeeded in building the foundation for five years...... Now I'm eighteen years old...... In their eyes, I must be a piece of waste! ”

The expression on Tao Yaoyao's face was not sad, and her speech was also in a mocking tone.

But the male protagonist thought she was using such an attitude to cover up her sadness.

"Disciple, don't be presumptuous, you are good, how can they understand?"

Feng Ling thought that even if this apprentice couldn't make a difference in this life and couldn't ascend to the Tao, he would still choose to protect her for the rest of her life.

Raising his eyes to look at this man who was much taller than himself, Tao Xiaoyao felt that this master was really different from the person in the memory of the original owner.

The master in the memory of the original owner will always be cold, even if he points to her and cares about her, his tone is indifferent, and there is no temperature in his eyes.

It wasn't until the male protagonist met the female protagonist that Feng Ling was entangled by the female protagonist for a long time, and when he had feelings, he would let out some emotions......

In general, the master in the memory of the original owner is really an iceberg-like man.

Seven emotions and six desires are all looked down on by him.

But the man in front of him, he was still indifferent, but she always felt that no matter what this man said or did, it seemed that he was protecting and caring about her.

"Master, do you know about rebirth?" Tao Yaoyao blurted out.

"Reborn?" A trace of confusion appeared in the cold man's eyes.

Then he said, "Do you mean to take away the house?"

"Ah, nothing. Master, I'm just asking. "Looking at the male protagonist like this, he shouldn't be a reborn person. After the peach is confirmed, I can rest assured.

Thinking that the male is mainly reborn, I guess the first thing I should look for is the female owner.

"Master, the apprentice wants to go down the mountain to practice, do tasks, and increase some actual combat experience." Tao Yaoyao is now eighteen years old, and she is a big girl.

Besides, after staying here for so long, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I am tired of seeing it. It's time to go out and make waves, and if she doesn't go out, the heroine thinks she's cowardly.

I heard that the little apprentice was going out.

Feng Ling frowned, as if he was a little uneasy: "Apprentice, I will accompany you for the teacher." ”

In the end, it was the little girl who had protected her for so many years, and this was the first time she was allowed to go out, but he was not at ease, plus it was dangerous outside, and he was so naïve, and he met a bad guy after going out......

"Don't, Master, you should stay in Zangjianfeng, if you go, the apprentice's experience will be wasted." Tao Xiaoxiao knows that Feng Ling sometimes has the potential to be an old mother.

How could it be that he spoiled her too much and didn't let her do anything.

Feng Ling was still frowning, and then took out a few high-level defensive magic weapons and gave them to her: "These magic weapons can resist the powerful three blows of the artifact, you are careful outside, people's hearts are sinister, you don't easily trust others." "They are not like Master...... Hey, he didn't say that.

"Okay, Master, I'll take it, you're too verbose, more and more like my father!" Tao Yaoyao accepted the treasure he gave, threw down this sentence and the sword flew out of the hidden sword edge.

"Like Daddy?" Yuhua Zhenjun rubbed his eyebrows and said that he didn't want to be the father of the little girl.

"Host, where are we going?" The system looked at the peach like a wild horse, and the host was probably going out to wave again. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Fast Wear: Black Belly Male God, Send My Wife"; Talk about life and find a confidant~