Absolutely admire

"20 years old?!" He couldn't believe it, "Are you really [-]? I'm talking about mental age, not physical age?"

Bai Yuan stared at him coldly, only feeling that the surrounding air was extremely cold, and he had the illusion of being in an ice cellar.

Cong Rong shuddered, and stood two meters away from him, tremblingly said: "I was wrong, I understand, it's my fault, don't be angry."

Well, it's all because Bai Yuan usually has a straight face and doesn't care about others, which makes me think he is actually hundreds of years old. Isn't the World Honored One an old man?How can you become the World-Honored One at such a young age?

Awesome, amazing, amazing!

Bai Yuan turned his head and said lightly: "...Also, I didn't send roses because he was my sweetheart."

Cong Rong chose not to speak and listened to him.

But seeing that Bai Yuan didn't move for a while, he couldn't help but ask again: "What's the reason for that?"

Bai Yuan frowned suddenly, as if recalling some bad memories.Resolutely refused to answer and walked out.

Cong Rong said from behind: "Why are you going?"

Bai Yuan said without turning his head: "Plant flowers."

Cong Rong strode forward, chasing Bai Yuan behind, and shouted: "Wait for me!"

In the empty valley.

"This place has really turned into a wasteland!" Cong Rong was stunned and said with emotion, "The top of Yin Xiao Peak is so beautiful, if the bottom of the valley below the peak remains like this, it will indeed damage the image!"

How can the beautiful fairyland tolerate such ink dots?

Seeing his appearance as if he had never seen the wilderness, Bai Yuan sighed softly, untied the rope that tied the bag, and planted silently by himself.

Because it was the first time he planted flowers, he squatted down, his white clothes hanging on the ground, and after loosening the soil with the ice shovel in his hand, he planted a small seed. The overall coherent movements looked a little clumsy.

Cong Rong saw that Bai Yuan was ignoring him and was working hard on the sidelines, his eyes rolled around, thinking of something funny, he took Shen Xiaojian to imitate Bai Yuan's way of digging the ground, and even worked harder Pounding the ground, he almost smashed the hard soil under his feet.

Hearing the huge movement over there, Bai Yuan raised his head to look at him, and said in a daze, "What are you doing?"

Cong Rong kept working in his hands, and said, "Planting the land."

"You're about to expose this piece of land." Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows, with a puzzled look on his face, and said, "You... don't know how to plant?"

"Yes! Of course! Who said no? I'm the best at this, okay?" Cong Rong shrugged, stretched his muscles, and walked leisurely to his side, pressing his elbows on Bai Yuan's shoulders , boasting solemnly: "Bai Yuan, I'm not talking about you! If you keep planting like this, it will take until the year of the monkey to finish planting this grain? I'll show you a demonstration, and you follow me to learn."

After speaking, he fluently tried out the process in front of Bai Yuan, and said, "How is it?"

Bai Yuan looked at the land he had just planted without saying a word, then gave a soft "hmm" as if approving, and then tried it himself.

Cong Rong watched from the side, for a while Cong Rong shook his head and said, "Why can't you open your eyes? Don't do it when digging the soil..." He said and put his hand up, warm palm Sticking to the back of Bai Yuan's hand, the distance between the two was extremely close.

"..."

Bai Yuan turned his head sideways, lowered his eyes and looked down at the top of his head who was more than a head shorter than himself. Seeing Cong Rong talking and laughing as if he didn't notice, he was still teaching him with his hands, and he was still confident and triumphant. expression.

After staring at him for a while, the corners of Bai Yuan's mouth curled up slightly. When Cong Rong turned his head and raised his face and asked him cheerfully if he understood, Bai Yuan nodded without expression, and then bent down. Tried it again, this time it was done well, Cong Rong folded his hands on his chest and nodded in satisfaction.

"Ah, to be honest, the head master is too defensive, just plant a field and it's over." Cong Rong sighed, "If it were me, I would beat you hard first."

"If you have time to say these useless things, why don't you practice your swordsmanship well?" Bai Yuan said, "From now on, come over to plant in the morning, and go back to practice swords after noon. Don't forget that there will be an experience two years later. If you don't practice hard , afraid that you will die at the hands of Moxiu."

Cong Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "How come? Even if I don't practice hard, won't you still protect me?"

"I won't be by your side all the time." Bai Yuan stopped what he was doing and said indifferently, "You need to have the ability to protect yourself, and this is what your father hopes for."

Cong Rong's smile suddenly faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Bai Yuan, I haven't asked you what your relationship with my father is?"

"Cong Quan." Bai Yuan looked at him, "He is my master."

Cong Rong was startled, but never thought about it.

It's not because of his identity that Bai Yuan treats him well. Since Cong Quan is his master, there is a proper reason for Bai Yuan to protect him with all his heart, but Cong Rong feels a sense of loss inexplicably.

"Oh, that's it." It took him a while to spit out a few words, walked a few steps away, with an expression of indifference on his face, poked the soil with his sword, flipped it aside and turned it back, like sullen.

Seeing him like this, Bai Yuan frowned, his cold outline softened a lot, and asked warmly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, nothing." Cong Rong turned his back to Bai Yuan and pouted. After a while, he still couldn't hold back, "...I was still wondering why you were so kind to me, but I didn't expect you to be so kind to me. It is no wonder that he is my father's servant."

Bai Yuan: "..."

When did he say that he was Cong Quan's servant?

"Your father is my master." Bai Yuan said, "If the disciple is the master's servant, what about you?"

Cong Rong himself is Bai Yuan's apprentice.

"I'm different." Cong Rong put his hips on his hips, "I haven't even called you Master yet, that doesn't count."

Bai Yuan's expression faltered, and he said, "You really don't like being my apprentice?"

If you become your apprentice, then my father will become my ancestor?This seniority is too amazing.

"That's not true." Cong Rong raised three fingers together, and said methodically, "First, I prefer to be your friend than your apprentice."

"Secondly, you are only four years older than me. Being your apprentice makes it look like a centuries-old gap between us."

"Thirdly, I really don't like calling people Shizun. It's more comfortable to call people by their first names."

Bai Yuan's expression suddenly became solemn when he heard this, and he took a step towards him, but Cong Rong took a few big steps back with great vigilance.

After hearing such impolite nonsense from him, Bai Yuan would definitely show a terrifying expression and reprimand him again.

But Bai Yuan said lightly after a long while: "So that's the case, then you don't need to pay more attention to these from now on, just call me by my name."

The reason why he had a serious expression just now was because he was thinking seriously about the words Cong Rong said.

Hearing his words, Cong Rong suddenly felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the corners of his mouth twitched, he strode forward, put his palm on Bai Yuan's forehead, and said, "You don't have a fever?"

I only hope that after Bai Yuan pushed his hand away helplessly, he didn't touch his hand for a second longer, and said as if he was shaking off: "You can call me whatever you want, and you can treat me as... to get along with me in the future, but There is still the status of master and apprentice, and there must be no less courtesy."

Cong Rong paused halfway through his speech and was vague for a moment. After not saying what he should treat him with, he stretched his neck forward and raised his head and asked, "What should I do?"

Bai Yuan didn't say a word, just looked down at him.

Cong Rong thought in his heart: Oh grass, you really don't want to stop answering halfway through the answer, and also, don't answer if you don't answer, don't look at me!

"Forget it." Cong Rong waved his hands tactfully, "Go back after working for a while, I haven't eaten yet, I'm a little hungry."

Bai Yuan looked up at the sky, although it is winter now, but the sun is shining, making people feel warm and warm.

"It's noon, it's time to go." Bai Yuan put away Yuan Bing, "That's all for today's planting, let's go back and have dinner first."

"Okay!" Cong Rong jumped up excitedly.

"Practice sword after eating." Bai Yuan said in a low voice, "If you can't practice well and don't satisfy me, don't even think about having dinner."

Cong Rong staggered suddenly.

"Do you want to do this!?" He protested, "Practice is back to practice, you have to eat..."

Cong Rong stopped talking halfway, and stared blankly at the people beside him.

The corner of Bai Yuan's mouth raised a slight arc. Originally, his face was as good-looking as a celestial being, but now there is a faint smile on his mouth, diluting the coldness a bit. Under the golden sunlight, it is so breathtaking.

Laughed a second time.

"So you have to practice hard." The smile on Bai Yuan's face did not fade for a long time, "You know?"

He put his hand on Cong Rong's head and touched it pamperingly, rubbing the soft hair in his cold palm.

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden?" Cong Rong pursed his lips and dodged with his head in his arms, "You treat me like a child?"

"You were originally a child." Bai Yuan looked down at him, his thick and slender eyelashes casting a shadow.

Cong Rong refused to accept it, raised his head on tiptoe, stretched out his hand straight, and touched Bai Yuan's head instead.

It is said to be touching, but in fact it is just rubbing.His long black and soft hair was slightly messed up by him.

Bai Yuan's eyes widened, and he pulled that hand off his head in an instant, with a surprised expression on his face, he said, "You...!"

Cong Rong said angrily: "Why? You can't even rub your hair?"

Bai Yuan said decisively: "No."

Cong Rong wondered: "Why? Why can't I touch you if you can touch me?"

This is so unfair.

Bai Yuan didn't want to talk about this issue, and said: "Be obedient, let's go." He took Cong Rong's hand and was about to leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and shook his hand away.

Cong Rong: "..."

What's wrong?

Bai Yuan put his hand on his chin, coughed twice, and said loudly: "Go by yourself."