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"Then what will these people do that makes me have to kill them?"

"do not know."

"..."

Qing let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Hua Ningyao's head, Qingyue's voice was filled with a hint of weakness.

"Don't think nonsense...Master will not kill you no matter what. No matter what the circumstances, Master swears to the law of heaven and the inner demons."

"Yeah, I'm relieved about that."

Hua Ningyao nodded excitedly with bright eyes. Qing just wanted to tell her not to think about things all day long, but when she thought about her miserable childhood, she felt that it must be those people who had caused her harm, making her always worried about being hurt. .

He changed his words and really swore the oath. Unexpectedly, this oath was quite useful. His little apprentice looked at him with more trust.

Forget it, this child said she didn't care about what happened when she was little. Look at this behavior. He sighed, reached out and pinched her cheek, and said gently.

"go to sleep."

"Ok."

Hua Ningyao got the guarantee and immediately ran back to the house happily to take a bath and go to bed. At this time, Qing asked Muye.

"So when did you show up next to her? Why didn't you protect her?"

"I only appeared after the master left."

It was not his master before He Li. Mu Ye did not lie. Qing turned to look at him and just sighed for a long time.

"That child is insecure, but he trusts you unexpectedly. How did you do it?"

"Because Mu Ye will die without a master."

Mu Ye answered with a straight face, Qing's brows furrowed slightly and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Why did you die?"

"A guardian lives for his master and can only die in front of his master. As long as I am still alive, my master cannot die."

"Can you make sure she doesn't get hurt? That she doesn't get sick?"

"I will risk my life to ensure that she doesn't get it. As for getting sick, Mu Ye can't do anything about it, but if the master dies, Mu Ye will die too."

Qing stared closely into Mu Ye's eyes and found that his eyes were full of determination. The craftsmanship of this skeleton was something he had never seen before.

There is even no record of him in any book in the Immortal Mountain, but his willpower is unexpectedly strong and firm.

"I will help you become stronger."

"Thank you."

Mu Ye bowed slightly to him, thanking him for helping him become stronger. Qing patted his shoulder heavily, and after a long time he suddenly asked.

"You're a man, right?"

"Yes."

"If she made that kind of request to you."

"Mu Ye will not refuse the master."

The alarm bells in Qing's head were blaring wildly. He turned his head and stared at Mu Ye fiercely, and asked through gritted teeth.

"You won't seduce your master, will you?"

"will not."

"That's fine."

The disciple's forced bow on him is not the same level as his charming technique on his disciple. Then he said to Mu Ye.

"Don't take your mask off randomly, even up here. You don't know when someone will come up. It's not good to be seen."

"Yes."

Muye lowered his head and replied, his blue eyes flashing, maybe Qing thought he was too stupid.

At this time, Qing was already recalling in his mind how many good-looking young disciples there were in so many sects in the Immortal Mountain.

She must prevent them from having any contact with her young apprentice. The expression on her young apprentice’s face just now was not fake, she likes good-looking ones.

Qing decided that she had to work more on her appearance. As long as she gave her little apprentice a long-term beauty blow, she would find every man ugly.

. . . . . . .

Hua Ningyao simulated the scene of flying in her room in her mind, and went through the mental method over and over again, so that she was familiar with it.

It's just that this mode of concentration makes it easy to fall asleep, and she fell asleep soon.

In the following days, Hua Ningyao said that Master seemed to be more coquettish than before, wearing different colors of clothes every day.

Wearing different hairstyles and giving her a beautiful face every day, she said what is the master doing?

Now when she sees Mo Yuan, she almost feels that he is not handsome enough. When she sees Chen Cheng, she will automatically replay in her mind the clothes that her master wore similar to him one day.

Immediately, I felt that Chen Cheng's manners, appearance, and figure were not good either. What was going on?

So... Chen Cheng discovered that Uncle Shi's attitude towards Mo Yuan was much better than towards him...

"Master-uncle, do you have any objections to me?"

As a junior, he didn't dare to ask in person, so one day he secretly discussed it with Mo Yuan there.

"Impossible, my great-uncle has that kind of temperament. He will think about it for a while, and it will be fine after a while."

Mo Yuan comforted him indifferently, saying that he had never even observed any differences between Hua Ningyao and Chen Cheng. He felt that they were not familiar with each other, so there was no point in talking about it.

"Really? I feel the disgust in my uncle's eyes."

"That may be because your progress is too slow. It would be better if you could retreat more."

"is it?"

"Ah."

"Well, my uncle is going to kill us. She's going to die soon, eh eh eh eh."

"So you have to work harder and don't let my uncle feel that your life has been wasted."

"Ah, sad."

Chen Cheng ran away crying, while Mo Yuan continued to open the book in his hand with an indifferent look on his face. He should have asked his senior brother to stay in seclusion more, so as not to bother him all day long.

Ever since Hua Ningyao learned to fly, she would fly down the mountain from time to time and walk around. After all, she was still young and could not afford to squat in one place all the time.

Unless she is a very good person and encounters a life-or-death situation, then she will choose to stay in one place and not move as much as possible.

"Mo Yuan, why do I rarely see Chen Cheng recently?"

"He's in seclusion."

"Why?"

"He feels that his cultivation level is too low."

"Oh, he works really hard, but he's getting uglier as he grows."

"ugly?"

Mo Yuan looked up at Hua Ningyao and heard her saying very matter-of-factly.

"Yes, Master and he were wearing similar clothes a few days ago. He looked extremely ugly under Master's background."

"..."

Who dares to compare with my great uncle in beauty? Who is so stunned when he sees his great uncle? This is the only Chinese great uncle who can still communicate with him normally.

Under the pressure of his divine power, most people only dared to lower their heads and speak. These two were truly masters and disciples.

"Master-uncle, have you changed the color of your clothes?"

Bai Yan happened to be passing by, and when he heard the news, he immediately ran over and asked excitedly.

"Hmm, is that weird?"

"No, you don't know, uncle. For five thousand years, my uncle has been wearing pink robes without changing the pattern."

"What a pity. Master is so good-looking, so he has to change his clothes and look different. Different styles make him look good."

"Yeah, yeah, don't dare, don't dare, we don't dare to look directly at his face, we will feel ashamed."

"Really? I think looking at good-looking people will make me look good-looking. I think I'm much prettier recently."