As soon as I said this, the bowl and chopsticks in Bing Changqin's hand were thrown on the table again, and he turned around and headed towards the second floor.

As he walked to the top of the stairs, his cold voice came.

"Shiyuanzi, there are some things, if you know it, keep your mouth shut, otherwise I don't mind helping you!"

When Shiyuanzi heard him threaten herself, she immediately covered her mouth.

Leng Xuesheng, who came out of the staircase, heard their conversation, and this time, she returned to her room without hesitation.

She was sure that the mysterious master must have this guy with a paralyzed face.

But why didn't she admit it? Is it because he is worried that her apprentice will embarrass him? Or, dislike her?

Thinking of this, Leng Xuesheng got his hand and gently covered the right half of his face. Is that birthmark really that scary?

Is it terrifying that no one can accept her?

After Bing Changqin returned to the room, he was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Stretching out his hand, he cracked open for a night, and the scar was still there. It's just that he never thought that the girl would find out about this.

Did she already suspect something?

After all, he really didn't want to take her as an apprentice in the first place. It's just that what happened later was too unexpected, and I did feel a little guilty about her, so I stayed there for half a year and handed over her martial arts.

Now, she should be doubting herself, right?

Bing Changqin was helpless, and he sighed deeply.

Leng Xuesheng rested in the room for an afternoon, and when it was close to evening, she woke up leisurely. When she woke up, she found that there was someone at the head of her bed, and the moment she opened her eyes, she was relieved to find that it was Shiyuanzi.

"Why are you here?" Leng Xuesheng immediately sat up.

"Xue Sheng, you, can you follow that master of yours?"

"Master? Nothing good, he just taught me kung fu for half a year, and I haven't seen his real looks and harmony. I don't know his name, what am I going to tell you? ”

Hearing the word 'master', Leng Xuesheng opened his mouth coldly, then quickly got out of bed and dressed, washed up, and opened the door after taking care of himself.

Shiyuanzi immediately came to her side: "Then, you don't have the slightest person who is familiar with him?" ”

"Familiar! Does it count if the personality is very calm? People don't like to talk - "The more Leng Xuesheng is, the more it feels like Bing Changqin."

But everyone has already refused, what good is she about.

It can be seen that Leng Xuesheng's mood is not very good, and Shiyuanzi is nothing, and now he can be sure that there is an eighty percent chance that Bing Changqin is Leng Xuesheng's master.

First of all, the method that Leng Xuesheng performed, as far as Bing Changqin's attitude was concerned, he was sure.

"Xue Sheng, you, do you like your master?"

Leng Xuesheng, who had just taken one step, immediately stopped his steps again when he heard Shi Yuanzi's words, and even began to hold his hands in his sleeves.

took a deep breath: "Shiyuanzi, what are you doing?" Do you think there are so many people in the world who like to play master-apprentice love! ”

Leng Xuesheng finished and lifted his steps and left the room.

Shiyuanzi stood at the door, looking at her back, his hands subconsciously clasped together, and his mood seemed to be uncomfortable for a moment.

At the same time, the next room also opened, and Bing Changqin walked out with her own steps.