Expecting Lu Zheng, who is too lazy to teach even his real little apprentice, will be soft-hearted and gracious, it is simply a fool's dream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But I don't know if the little boy Xiao Hua has a lack of tendons in his head or has never suffered any blows, and for a while, he is still obsessed with a different kind of obsession.

As soon as the demon cultivator mentioned Xiao Hua to the side and stood up, the baby ran back by herself, continued to kowtow, and her mouth was not idle, and she vigorously promoted herself: "Master, master, master! My talent is good, my father took me to a nearby cultivator town to test it a few years ago, and I have medium-grade qualifications! And I am naturally strong and diligent, I am your apprentice, not bad! Moreover, my father will hand over all his wealth to you!"

Lu Zheng didn't listen to Xiao Hua's words a little, and he didn't have any ups and downs in his mood for the little baby to change his name without authorization, and he didn't even bother to laugh at the wealth in Xiao Hua's mouth. In this way, it's not that he has become famous now that he has a little more noble self-control, it's just that who stipulates that if he comes to a baby, he will be accepted as an apprentice?

Therefore, this baby loves to kowtow, so let him kowtow. The right is to exercise the brain muscles, and maybe this precious baby will wake up and open up after knocking.

At this time, Lu Zheng felt a faint gaze fixed on his body, and then the gaze moved away faintly, Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked over, but saw that the owner of the sight was actually his quiet little apprentice who was crying.

This crying bag, if the bloodline is too different, time has passed ten years and ten years, but he has only grown from a baby in swaddling clothes to a two-year-old size, and now this baby is still the same as when he followed Shui Mingming up the mountain, and it still looks like a milk baby who is only two or three years old.

At this time, this crying little milk baby stood quietly beside the two brothers of Yan Thirteen, helping to start, or holding a huge test ball with both hands, or helping to hand over the record book, sometimes holding the brush to record, and occasionally acting as a background board when there was nothing to do.

Maybe it's because this crying bag is too small, and because he has almost no expression, many young people who want to get started treat him as an air, don't give any special eyes, and some even bite their ears in private, and come to a sentence: "Look at that little doll looks so cute, but it doesn't have much vitality, shouldn't it be a puppet doll?"

For some reason, Lu Zheng, who heard this whisper, immediately blushed, and always felt that he had made some big mistake.

He is indeed at fault, leaving his apprentice alone, and ignoring it for more than ten years.

In front of everyone's eyes, Lu Zheng strode over, picked up Mo Bingya, who had not cared about a word for ten years, hugged him in his arms, smiled, and said as kindly as possible: "Little crying bag, how can you be so sensible?

Mo Bingya's big eyes blinked, and then he turned his dark eyes very slowly, and said glutinously with a paralyzed Yuxue face: "Master." ”

At that time, Lu Zheng's heart was about to melt, and he was even more ashamed in his heart.

Before Lu Zheng could open his mouth to say anything, Xiao Hua, who was left behind, ran over, frowning and pouting, it seems that a person who is twelve or thirteen years old is much more squeamish than Mo Bingya, who is two years old.

Xiao Hua looked Mo Bingya up and down several times with a fat face, disgusted, and then said seriously: "Master, this is your apprentice?

The corners of Lu Zheng's eyes twitched, and he didn't pay attention to Xiao Hua, he only hugged Mo Bingya in a circle, and then raised his voice and showed off to the audience: "Hehe, this is my apprentice, my only apprentice, but he is very powerful and sensible." ”

Those who were clever at the scene immediately knew that Lu Zheng was very fond of his only apprentice, and some wanted to get started, of course, they immediately flattered and flattered and said a word or two, and the demon cultivators who had always been good at things even laughed in a small tune. Xiao Hua was so energetic that he cried "wow", lay down on the ground, kicked his legs and rolled in circles, and made a big noise: "Master, how can you accept a puppet doll? It insults your name, Master! I don't accept it! I don't ...... it."

Lu Zheng frowned, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and beckoned to the two demon cultivators: "Such a strange thing, don't just put it in in the future, hurry up and fork it out." ”

Although the two demon cultivators didn't know what "wonderful" meant, it didn't prevent the two from moving quickly, one raised his hand knife and decisively stunned Xiao Hua, who was crying, and the other demon cultivator took out a trident, raised his hand to fork Xiao Hua who had fainted on the trident, and then, just like that, walked down the mountain.

Lu Zheng was amused and thought, my crying apprentice shouldn't be angry, right?

In Lu Zheng's heart, he always felt that Mo Bingya was still the poor little doll who cried in her infancy.

As a result, Lu Zheng looked down.

Ma Dan! His paralyzed apprentice, his eyes didn't shake off Xiao Hua at all, but he was looking in the direction of Yan Shisan with wide eyes, his face was expressionless, but it looked like he wanted to continue to help.

Lu Zheng was so calm about his apprentice that he patted the little apprentice's head, smiled, and immediately felt that he should still say something close to himself.

So, Lu Zheng pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth to ask the apprentice of Crying Bao: "Apprentice, have you started your cultivation now? Have you encountered any difficulties in cultivation? Do you have any troubles in life? If you are bold and have any problems, you can tell Master." Even if you are not omnipotent as a teacher, you are confident that you can still study hard for the sake of a good student, if there are any problems, let's solve them together, and if there are any problems, let's overcome them together. ”

Bitter Lu Zheng, every day is either a cultivation or a cultivation head, racking his brains, just came up with such a conscious and amiable gentle words, Rao is facing Dugu Ant and Lu Qingzhuo, he didn't bother to think about how to speak, but he didn't want to, his apprentice just slowly turned his head back, glanced at him lightly, and then, hummed softly, and then, there was no more.

Lu Zheng was slightly shocked, and unwillingly lowered his voice and asked again: "Apprentice, do you really have no problems and want to invite your master?"

Mo Bingya's small face was slightly wrinkled, then nodded, gave Lu Zheng a blow to his heart, and said: "There are difficulties in cultivation, there is a master, and there are problems in life, there is a senior sister." ”

Therefore, the subtext of the little apprentice with facial paralysis is that Lu Zheng, the master, is just an ornament, and it is useless at all. (To be continued.) )