The villain of Quick Transmigration is too deep

"Master"

Bei Tangyao walked up to Mu Qing, clutching her sleeves with his small hands, feeling a little cramped,

Just listen to his whisper,

"Master, this disciple is not stable in refining Qi, please ask Master for guidance"

Mu Qing has never encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation, so how could she know this?

With a wave of her sleeves, she grabbed Beitang Yao's shoulders and pulled him towards her, flicking his forehead with her fingers,

"Ah Yao, don't worry, cultivation has to be done step by step. You are still young, so you don't need to focus on cultivation."

Bei Tangyao stood along the edge of the soft couch, almost touching Mu Qing, holding the corner of Mu Qing's sleeve in his hand, looking straight at Mu Qing with a pair of wet eyes, like a wronged little wolf dog,

His voice trembled as if he touched something sad, and he said softly,

"Master, if this disciple doesn't make any progress, will he be eaten by wild beasts in the mountains?"

in the void

Knowing the truth, Bai Dundun rolled his eyes,

The beast in Wuming Mountain trembled with fright when he saw Beitang Yao, and was eaten by the beast. He must have eaten the beast...

But Mu Qing, who was kept in the dark, was full of pity, and raised his hand to touch Beitang Yao's hair.

"No, Master will protect you in the future"

Bei Tangyao rubbed Mu Qing's palm affectionately, leaned over to get closer to her,

"Then if the disciple has not made any progress, will the master not want the disciple?"

"Of course not"

"Master will never want you"

Hearing this, Beitang Yao's eyes lit up, and she suddenly threw herself into Mu Qing's arms, reaching out to hug her,

"Master, you are so kind"

Beitang Yao buried his small head on Mu Qing's shoulder, covering the slightly raised corners of his mouth,

Master, this is what you said, you will never want me,

If one day, you break today's promise...

His eyes were dark, and he tightly hugged Mu Qing, but he was afraid that his abruptness would offend Mu Qing, so he reluctantly let go of his hand, but his wet eyes still looked at Mu Qing without blinking. Mu Qing,

Being stared at by Bei Tangyao's dependent eyes, Mu Qing was a little at a loss,

She has never brought a child before, so are all children of this age so clingy?

She stretched out her hand and took the initiative to hug Beitang Yao onto the soft couch, and embraced his shoulder from behind, saying earnestly,

"A Yao is still young, as long as he grows up carefree, he will be fine. If you are bored in this mountain, the master will take you down the mountain to play, and put lanterns and crickets at temple fairs."

Bei Tangyao lowered his head and rubbed against Mu Qing's palm, a smile flashed in his eyes, but when he looked up, his eyes were ignorant,

"But I heard that Yushangxian Mansion does not allow disciples to go down the mountain at will."

Mu Qing smiled and flicked his forehead,

"Stupid, Master will naturally find a proper way, such as taking his disciples down the mountain to 'experience'"

The white pier is covered with black lines,

"Mu Xiaoqing, how can you teach your apprentice like this, and I'm not afraid that your apprentice will lose his mind after playing with things."

Mu Qing didn't care about Bai Dundun's complaints, and said willfully,

"My apprentice naturally wants to have the happy childhood that children in the world should have"

After finally transmigrating to the little villain's childhood, naturally he can't spend his whole life to heal his childhood,

The evening wind slipped in through the window, blowing the orange candle light flickeringly,

Mu Qing stood up, stroked Beitang Yao's hair,

"Okay, it's getting late, Ah Yao should rest earlier."

Beitang Yao nodded obediently,

"Yes, Master also rested earlier."

His gaze followed Mu Qing's back, and he saw her lying down on the bed, and with a flick of his finger, the room was plunged into darkness.

Beitang Yao lay down sideways, staring fixedly at the white jade bed not far away, only a few meters away from the soft couch where he slept.

With the cold white moonlight streaming down from the window, he could vaguely see Mu Qing's sleeping face behind the thin veil,

She closed her eyes, clasped her hands in front of her abdomen, thousands of black hairs were scattered, and one strand slipped from the edge of the bed, floating gently with the evening wind,

"Mu Qing"

Bei Tangyao silently recited her name in her heart, her gaze revealing intense inquiry,

Mu Qing, the Sixth Elder of Yushangxian Mansion, a well-known genius in cultivating immortals, a stunningly talented iceberg beauty,

It is rumored that she has always been alone, only focused on cultivation, and has no interest in other things.

This is Mu Qing in his image,

He didn't understand why the gears of fate would change today,

But it seems that he does not reject this change,

Noticing that Mu Qing's breathing became longer, Beitang Yao got up, walked to the bed and squatted down,

He gently opened the curtain, his eyes were glued to Mu Qing's body,

"Master"

He whispered, and then stretched out his hands to wrap around Mu Qing's neck,

Master, you must not deceive your disciples,

In consciousness,

"Rouduner, what are you doing next to my bed if you don't sleep?"

Bai Dundun clasped the black speculum, looked at Beitang Yaoxu's little hand on Mu Qing's neck tremblingly, and said,

"Uh... But, maybe the little villain lacks a sense of security. He is afraid that you will suddenly abandon him and run away, so he squats next to your bed and guards you."

Beitang Yao paused with his fingers, then turned his hand, pulled the brocade quilt aside and gently covered Mu Qing, then got up and left, and went back to the soft couch to lie down again.

Mu Qing let out a long breath in her heart, it seems that she thought too much,

"Children are so sensible and filial"

Fearing that she, the master, would catch a cold, I came here to cover her with a quilt,

The child who was not abused by the five elders is still really young,

Bai Dundun also let out a long breath, and replied with a guilty conscience,

"Hehe, yes, isn't it? Who says it's not?"

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