Dujie Patriarch is cannon fodder

Although the marriage selection ceremony of the Dragon Lord and Nine Daughters has come to an end, Rong Qi is not in a hurry to take Bai Jing out of Jiangyuan Wonderland.He delineated a place with beautiful mountains and rivers in Jiangyuan Wonderland, placed the fairy palace he carried with him on it, and temporarily settled down with Bai Jing in Jiangyuan Wonderland.

When temporarily living in Jiangyuan Wonderland, Rong Qi began to teach Bai Jing how to behave in the world, and taught him how to cultivate knowledge.Bai Jing was born intelligent, and he was assisted by the inherited blood, so he was extremely talented both in knowledge and in cultivation, which made Rong Qi, the professor, very relieved.

The first painting Bai Jing painted was a portrait of Rong Qi. Although the brushwork is immature, the emotion contained in it is hard to ignore.

Bai Jing carefully put down the ink-soaked brush, and carefully blew on the scroll, his pretty brows were frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the content of the painting.His master is noble and handsome, and the people in the painting are invisible and spiritless, and they look very different from his master.

Bai Jing hesitated whether to destroy the scroll and paint it again.However, before he could cover the drawing paper with his hand, he quickly flicked it away again, determined not to destroy it.

When Rong Qi pushed the door and entered, what he saw was Bai Jingning's frowning look. He walked over lightly, stood sideways beside Bai Jing, and said with a smile, "Not bad."

Bai Jing was startled for a moment, he stared blankly at Rong Qi Qingjun's face for a long time, then remembered the picture scroll placed on the table, and hurriedly used his petite body to cover it up, the pink and jade-carved cheeks Dizzy full of clouds.

With a blushing face, Bai Jing stammered, "Master, don't look at it. I'll show it to you when the disciple's painting looks good."

Rong Qi hugged Bai Jing away with kindness, picked up the brush, sharpened the ink, and revised on Bai Jing's drawing, while trimming the main points of Bai Jingrong's drawing.It was originally a completely different painting, but after Rong Qi's rough modification, it has an eight-point resemblance.

Bai Jing watched carefully, listened, and remembered.He also saw his master take out a piece of snow-white drawing paper and write with a pen, with elegant posture and movements like flowing water.With the movement of the pen and ink, the content on the white paper gradually became clear. It was a lifelike white tiger cub.The young tiger on the drawing paper is lazy and leisurely, and the strokes are closely connected, self-contained, and portrayed in detail.

It's not the first time that Rong Qi paints in front of Bai Jing, and it's not the first time that Bai Jing sees Rong Qi pick up a brush, but every time he sees him, Rong Qi will make Bai Jing's amazement and shock even deeper.

Bai Jing tilted his head and stared at Rong Qi's perfectly contoured profile, and secretly clenched his fists. He wanted to study painting seriously, and then paint a portrait of his master.

In this life, Bai Jing hasn't suffered much yet, he lives a simple and happy life, but the stubbornness engraved in his soul cannot be easily changed.He was determined to make a good painting, so he spent more energy and time on painting.

Whether it is painting or practicing, Bai Jing does his best to do his best.

Looking at Bai Jing who is getting better and better day by day, Rong Qi has mixed feelings in his heart.

During the 400 years in Jiangyuan Wonderland, Rong Qi was still as gorgeous as before, but Bai Jing was growing rapidly, from a round and delicate baby to a vigorous half-age boy.

The boy is dressed in white Shengxue, with red lips and white teeth, his description is drawn in ink, his eyes are clear and translucent, and there is a hint of cunning in his gaze.The young man stood under the plum blossom tree full of petals, holding a gleaming silver dagger in his bony hand. After comparing his height, he carved a not deep and not shallow mark under the plum blossom tree with regret on his face.

On the trunk of the plum blossom tree, the young man has carved many deep and shallow marks. The young man counted them, looked down at his little arms and legs, and said, "It's been 270 years, when will I grow up?" ?”

270 years ago, the nine daughters of the Dragon Lord finally found the right husband, and the Dragon Lord was overjoyed. When Yu Aoxi got married, he hosted a banquet for the immortals. Naturally, Rong Qi and Bai Jing were also invited.At that time, Bai Jing already knew a lot and understood the meaning of marriage.

Seeing the nine daughters of the Dragon King and her husband walking slowly, the whole venue was filled with joy and laughter, perhaps infected by the atmosphere of the venue, Bai Jing suddenly blurted out: "Master, when Xiaojing grows up, you can marry me." good?"

Although Rong Qi was stunned for a moment, he smiled and nodded.

Since that day, Bai Jing will carve a scratch on the number of Baimei at the same time every year for recording.

Bai Jing looked up at the sky with some melancholy, he was still young, but there were many fairy families coveting his master.Over the past few hundred years, he has driven away so many of his master's rotten peach blossoms openly and secretly, which makes the tiger's heart tired.

Moreover, Bai Jing's eyes dimmed slightly, he remembered what his master said...

400 years is enough time for Rong Qi to plant two more chaotic green lotuses with fresh and mature seeds.Speaking of it, it was an unexpected joy to get the fresh chaotic green lotus. With these two chaotic green lotus used as medicine, Bai Jing would be less troubled when he merged with the spirit and soul in the future.

Rong Qi carefully picked the two green lotuses, carefully sealed them up, and then thanked the leader of the Flood Dragon clan who accompanied him: "Thank you."

The leader of the Jiaolong Clan said: "If we want to thank you, we should be the ones who would like to thank the Immortal Monarch. Back then, if the Immortal Monarch hadn't helped us, our children might not have been able to be born safely under the punishment of heaven, even if they were supported by the chaotic green lotus. "

The Flood Dragon Clan also only found out after the child's shell was broken. The newborn baby dragon is born with blood pupils, which is more difficult to be tolerated by the law of heaven than ordinary baby dragons, and they will also be born under the punishment of heaven.

Rong Qi exchanged a few words with the leader of the Jiaolong Clan, then turned his quiet eyes to the young Jiao who was being led, and said: "The past has become smoke, and the future can be pursued, so treat him well!"

The Jiaolong tribe is young and rare, so there is no need to allow Qi to speak, and the Jiaolong tribe will not treat the young Jiao badly.

Xiaojiao stared at Rong Qi for a long time before saying softly: "Xianjun, Xiaojiao thank Xianjun for saving his life."

A few traces of smiles appeared on Rong Qi's lips, and he said: "Living is the best gift to me."

Rong Qi bid farewell to the leader of the Jiaolong Clan, took Bai Jing to the Dragon Palace to bid farewell to Lord Long, told the familiar fairy family to take care, and was about to leave Jiangyuan Wonderland and return to Mount Jiuhua.

A few days ago, Rong Qi and Bai Jing received news from Baihu Xianjun, saying that Mrs. Baihu was about to give birth, and hoped that Bai Jing could rush back before the birth of the seventh child of the Bai family, and welcome the arrival of the seventh child with all the tigers of the Bai family.

After all, it is a place where they have lived for 400 years, and it is full of happiness when the two live together.Before leaving, Bai Jing looked inside and out several times reluctantly, trying to capture the scene in his heart.

Bai Jing, who was nostalgic for the inside and outside of the Immortal Palace, found Rong Qi under the white plum tree. He stared at the ethereal Rong Qi under the tree, and felt his heart beating rapidly hidden by his chest.

Bai Jing deliberately lightened his steps, as if he was afraid of disturbing Rong Qi, he walked over slowly.

Sensing Bai Jing's arrival, Rong Qi said slowly: "Xiao Jing, is there anything you want to ask your teacher?"

Bai Jing's eyelids drooped slightly, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the notch facing Rong Qi, his ups and downs calmed down for a moment, and he bravely said: "Master, when Xiao Jing grows up, will you marry me?"

Only Bai Jing knew how much courage and strength it took him to say the same words again after 270 years.Only he himself knew how frightened and uneasy he was at this moment.He was afraid of being rejected, and even more afraid of offending Master and making Master angry.

The waiting time was extraordinarily long, and Bai Jing's breathing also continued to lengthen along with the waiting, so long that he was almost suffocated.His already panic-stricken heart also slowly cooled down during this waiting, filled with sourness and sadness.

Master kept silent, did he reject him?He couldn't imagine what would happen to him without Master's company for a long time?

His nostrils were so sore that he wanted to cry.

Rong Qi's answer is naturally the same as 270 years ago.

As long as the object of the question is his Xiaojing, no matter how many years, his answer will not change.

When Xiaojing grows up, he will marry him.

Rong Qi was the same as before, with a warm smile on his handsome and unparalleled cheeks, nodded and said: "Okay."

When he heard the word 'good', Bai Jing almost cried with joy, he didn't care too much, he threw himself into Rong Qi's arms, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Master!"

Rong Qi caressed Bai Jing's back. The little white tiger, which was not as big as his hands back then, was now as tall as his chest. He responded softly, "Here is the teacher."

Bai Jing's hands tightly wrapped around Rong Qi's thin waist, leaning against Rong Qi's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, repeating tirelessly: "Master, Master..."

Rong Qi responded patiently: "The teacher is here."

After a while, Bai Jing suddenly withdrew from Rong Qi's arms, opened his shining eyes, tiptoed to kiss Rong Qi's delicate chin, and deliberately blurred his words: "Master, master...husband."

The smile in Rong Qi's eyes became clearer and clearer, and his words were clear: "For my husband."

Bai Jing felt that only when he was close to the master and felt his body temperature, would he not feel that close to the master.Bai Jing didn't know who would appear in his life in the future, but he was sure that there would be no one more important than his master.

Bai Jing feels at ease and happy, why not Rong Qi?

Plum blossoms fell one after another and landed on the heads and shoulders of Rong Qi and Bai Jing, adding a touch of romance to the two embracing each other.

Bai Jing asked: "Master, I don't know if the white plum blossoms in Mount Jiuhua have also grown and bloomed?" He paused, then lowered his voice, and continued: "Master, do you know why Xiao Jing carves a tree under this plum tree every year?" A scratch?"

Rong Qi replied, "Yes."

Hate marriage is seen through, what should be done?

Bai Jing's complexion turned red in an instant, like stratus clouds smudged by the setting sun in the west, rolling hot and colorful.

Rong Qi lowered his head, kissed the corner of Bai Jing's forehead lightly, and said, "I'm also waiting for you to grow up and come back."

Been waiting!

Rong Qi's voice was gentle and long, full of intoxicating affection.

Bai Jing walked in unknowingly, no matter how hard he was to extricate himself.