Dressed as the hero and villain Shizun

After receiving thirty spiritual whips, Liu Ling'er took care of her for a long time before she could barely get down and walk around.

Bai Songyun looked at her pale face and was puzzled, "Sixth Junior Sister, can you use the wound healing ointment of Junior Martial Uncle?"

Because Liu Ling'er was punished and injured, now all the school affairs are on his shoulders, he is very busy, but Liu Ling'er's injury has not healed for a long time, Bai Songyun has no choice but to come to visit in person.

Liu Ling'er's face was bloodless, and there was still a slight bruise under her eyes, which made her look even more haggard, and she didn't have the stunning beauty of the past.

Seeing that she was silent and didn't answer, Bai Songyun sighed, "You don't have to blame yourself too much, the younger brother is fine, why are you doing this?"

"Big Brother..."

"You need to find out about the black mist's intrusion into Shouyang. You look like this now..." Bai Songyun still didn't say too much, "You should remember to use the wound-removing ointment of the little uncle, so that your body can recover soon. "

"……Um."

"When the injury is better, I will go see my junior uncle." Bai Songyun reminded, "My junior uncle already knows about the black mist."

Liu Ling'er responded, and asked again: "When did the little master leave the customs?"

"The second day after my junior brother's accident," Bai Songyun couldn't help but sigh, "It's really good for my junior uncle to treat my junior brother."

Bai Songyun is envious from the bottom of his heart, if he is the disciple of the junior uncle, as long as the junior uncle gives him a little ointment, elixir and spiritual treasure... then he is not far from the goal of becoming the richest person in Shouyang few.It's a pity that when he was accepted by the master, the little uncle was not born yet.

"That's right," Liu Ling'er laughed when she knew that her disciple had left the customs after encountering an accident, "Little Junior Brother is very lucky."

Bai Songyun gave a few more words of advice, all of which were to let Liu Ling'er take care of her wounds, use the wound-dispelling ointment quickly, and then leave.

Liu Ling'er propped herself up and got out of bed, and took out a white jade box carved with snowflakes. The jade box was full of jade vases and jade boxes, all of which were warm to the touch, made of cold jade unique to Yunfu under the thousand-year-old snow.If Bai Songyun was here, he would definitely realize that these were all things he begged from Yu Yici and sold at a high price.

A slightly pale finger that lacked blood color landed on one of the small jade boxes, Liu Ling'er's eyes froze for a moment, and she took it out.It was the wound healing ointment bought from Bai Songyun for 60 spirit stones some time ago. Even if she didn't want to use it, she had to use it now.She wanted to see the little uncle with a better appearance.

"Little Martial Uncle, Martial Nephew Liu Ling'er is asking to see you."

Yu Yici casually put down the newly refined Quhan Pill, sat in the courtyard, "Come in."

The flowers on the Anshen tree fell slowly, and the faint fragrance of Anshen flowers filled the air.

Liu Ling'er's complexion was rosy, and she had returned to her former radiance. Seeing Yu Yici under the falling flowers, she was stunned, and saluted respectfully, "Master Uncle."

Yu Yici didn't respond, nor refused, and looked at her with cold eyes, waiting for her to explain.

"The matter of the black mist is due to Ling'er's dereliction of duty and not strengthening the barrier in time." Liu Ling'er raised her head and glanced at Yu Yici, "Please punish my little uncle."

"Will you continue to investigate the follow-up matter?"

Liu Ling'er pursed her lips, "I...not."

"You need to remember that you won't do it again in the future," Yu Yici said, "Wei Feng has dealt with the aftermath of this matter. You should carefully reflect on what you did wrong this time."

"……Yes."

"Go back," Yu Yici said, "The school will still be managed by you."

"Yes, little uncle."

"Xiao Zhuo, how about we go catch pheasants after schoolwork is over today?" Qi'ao propped his head, and looked straight at Zhuo Wusu with moist eyes, "Go to the mountain behind Jianfeng to catch the pheasants there. fat."

Zhuo Wusu refused, "I want to go back to Yunfu."

Master was in Yunfu, he just wanted to go back earlier and stay by Master's side.

Qi Ao grabbed Zhuo Wusu's hand, shaking it, "Go, go, Xiao Zhuo go."

Zhuo Wusu was very helpless being pulled and acted like a baby by someone older than himself, he persisted for a long time with a sullen face, but still couldn't hold back, "Okay, I'll go, don't shake."

Qi Ao's eyes were crooked, and his eyes were full of joy, "Then it's settled!"

After class, Qi'ao took Zhuo Wusu to the back mountain of Jianfeng.The back mountain is lush and lush, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the orange afterglow sprinkles from the gaps in the leaves, dotted with stars.

Taking out two slingshots, Qi Ao handed one to Zhuo Wusu to teach him how to play, seeing that he was familiar with using it, he said: "Let's have a competition and see who can catch the chicken first."

"it is good!"

Zhuo Wusu agreed without hesitation, wandering around the forest excitedly with his slingshot.

There was a rustling sound, Zhuo Wusu looked along the sound, and saw a clump of vegetation shaking not far ahead, and a fat pheasant with a fat red horn on its head flew out.

Zhuo Wusu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly hit it with a slingshot, but he missed a hit, so he put away the slingshot and chased after it.

"Chicken, don't run!"

Qi Ao's voice came from the other side, Zhuo Wusu was taken aback, and he quickened his pace to run after the chicken, "Qi Ao, I discovered this first!"

"Hmph, it ran into me by itself, so I don't care!" Qi'ao hit it with a slingshot while running, and after several misses, he took out the Yanyang Sword and slashed at it.

"..."

Zhuo Wusu was stunned for a moment, can he still catch chicken like this?

Not long after, Qi'ao walked towards Zhuo Wusu with the Yanyang Sword in one hand and a fat pheasant in the other, "Xiao Zhuo, look, this pheasant is so fat!"

Looking at the chicken that had lost most of its hair but still had a huge body, Zhuo Wusu agreed, "It's so fat!"

They said it was a competition, but neither of them mentioned it. They went to the stream to deal with the pheasants together.

Zhuo Wusu asked: "Qi Ao, how long have you been practicing?"

"Two years, now the third level of Qi training," Qi Ao thought for a while, "But I have been practicing swords for three years!"

"Three years?"

Three years ago Qi Ao was only four years old, maybe younger than him, Zhuo Wusu thought about it, when he was four years old, apart from being in the cold palace, he was always being troubled by the prince and the children of the family.

"Yeah, I didn't want to practice at first, I had to get up very early every day, and I had to practice for a long time," Qi'ao plucked his chicken feathers vigorously, "But Master asked me to practice, and he was with me every day, so I kept practicing. Practice until now."

"You like your master very much?"

"Yes," Qi Ao said without hesitation, "Master is very good to me and has always been very good. No matter what I want, Master will give me."

Zhuo Wusu was thoughtful, thinking of Yu Yici, he said: "My master is also very kind to me, and I like him very much."

During the conversation, the pheasant had been dealt with by the two.Looking at the white and tender pheasant, Zhuo Wusu asked: "Qi Ao, can you roast it?"

"No way," Qi'ao dug in his bosom, took out the red bead to chase the wind, "I asked Master to bake it for us."

"..."

Then, Zhuo Wusu saw the cold third senior brother Wei Feng in his impression appear in front of the two of them, took the pheasant from Qi Ao's hand, lit a fire, and roasted the pheasant.

Qi Ao is restless and can't sit still, making troubles with Zhuo Wusu and Wei Feng.Like a tiger preying, Qi Ao straddled Wei Feng's back and wrapped his arms around his neck, "Master, am I heavy?"

The corner of Wei Feng's mouth was half-curved, "It's not heavy."

Qi Ao showed two small dimples, buried her head in Wei Feng's neck, brushed her soft black hair, and laughed happily.

Wei Feng let him alone, the smile on his face never going down.

Zhuo Wusu watched quietly, feeling sore.He also wanted Master to recite it, and wanted to quarrel with Master like this.

The fresh aroma of the roasted chicken blended with the taste of the seasoning, and slowly floated into the noses of Zhuo Wusu and Qi Ao. Qi Ao calmed down, and sat beside Wei Feng, looking straight at the roasted chicken that was gradually turning golden.

"Master, is it ready?"

"almost."

After cutting up the golden and oily roasted pheasant, Wei Feng handed a chicken leg to a child, and leaned against the big tree behind him, watching the two children fight.

Suddenly, Qi Ao tore off a piece of chicken, ran to Wei Feng, and fed it to his mouth, "Master, it's delicious!"

Wei Feng ate it with his mouth in his mouth, and Qi Ao fed another piece.

"..." Zhuo Wusu looked at it, feeling that the delicious chicken leg in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Back in Yunfu, it was getting late, Zhuo Wusu saw that the door of the main house was closed, so he went to his room.Unexpectedly, as soon as the footsteps moved, the door of the main house opened, and Yu Yici's voice came from inside: "Apprentice, you came back very late today."

Zhuo Wusu was taken aback, entered the main room, stood in front of Yu Yici, "Master."

Yu Yici nodded, his eyes fell on Zhuo Wusu, "Tell me where you went, honestly?"

"I went to eat roasted pheasant with Qi Ao." Zhuo Wusu was a little apprehensive, "Third senior brother roasted it."

"Oh?" Yu Yici smiled, "Disciple, I remembered something for my teacher."

Zhuo Wusu had a bad intuition, "What, what is it?"

"Last time I roasted chicken for you as a teacher, but you didn't leave me a portion," Yu Yici tried to look more serious, suppressing the smile that could hardly be restrained from the corners of his mouth, "This time, you carried Steal food for the teacher."

"Tu'er made a mistake, there will be no next time."

Yu Yici nodded, "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about being good. But this time, you will still be punished."

Zhuo Wusu opened his eyes wide and looked at Yu Yici in shock, with disbelief on his face.

"How do you say I should punish you?"