Dressed as the hero and villain Shizun

Bingdilian, with one stem and two flowers, can be described as a symbol of concentricity.

Yu Yici understood Liu Ling'er's intentions.

However, falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless.And Yu Yici is that ruthless flowing water.

Yu Yici raised his eyebrows: "Wu Su, do you want Master Mistress?"

Mistress? !

Zhuo Wusu was puzzled, why the master suddenly changed the subject to talk about Shi Niang, but he understood that he didn't want Shi Niang.

Master and wife are a couple.Master will treat her well, protect her, and stay with her all the time.

What will he do?

Seeing Zhuo Wusu's dazed face but showing resistance, Yu Yi said: "If you don't want to, don't hand over things for her in the future."

"Yes, my disciple understands."

Zhuo Wusu looked down at the silk handkerchief in his hand.It turns out that this Sipa has such a meaning.

The next day, when Zhuo Wusu arrived at the school, the first thing he did was to look for Liu Ling'er.

"Sixth Senior Sister."

After Zhuo Wusu returned to Yunfu yesterday afternoon, Liu Ling'er's heart was lifted.Her way of doing so is tantamount to expressing, the little uncle will definitely understand, and I don't know what choice he will make.

Liu Ling'er smiled, in her always strong aura, there was a touch of the shyness of a little girl.Although it was not obvious, it also made her much softer than before.

"Did the little uncle accept Sipa?"

Liu Ling'er asked, her face not showing, but holding her breath, waiting for Zhuo Wusu's answer.

If the little master accepts it...

"Sixth Senior Sister," Zhuo Wusu took out a silk handkerchief, the silk handkerchief was neatly folded, with the stalk facing up, just like when Liu Ling'er asked him to hand it over yesterday, "return it to you."

"Little Junior Brother..."

Liu Ling'er couldn't believe it, as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe, her whole body was numb.

"You... have you handed over this silk handkerchief to the little uncle?"

Liu Ling'er's throat was dry and she opened her mouth, she didn't believe it...

"Yes," Zhuo Wusu said, "Sixth Senior Sister, don't ask me to deliver things for you in the future, Master won't accept it."

After finishing speaking, he put Si Pa in front of Liu Ling'er, turned and left.

Liu Ling'er's jade finger slid across the silk handkerchief and landed on the double lotus that she embroidered stitch by stitch.

Suddenly, the spiritual power in her body soared in an instant, and was suppressed by her in an instant.The disordered spiritual power scurry through the tendons and hits indiscriminately, causing a momentary turbulence to the stable mind.

This is a school, she can't mess around.The little uncle handed it over to her, and she can't make any more mistakes.

The emotions that could not be vented were suppressed, and finally turned into tears, falling from the beautiful phoenix eyes.

Liu Ling'er lowered her eyes, looking at the marks on the back of her hand.

She did... cried.

Back in the classroom, Zhuo Wusu sat blankly on his seat, the book in front of him didn't turn a page for a long time.

As the first assessment approached, Qi Ao also lost the laziness of the previous few months. Whenever he had free time, he would hold the book and recite.Lifting his head from the sea of ​​books, Qi Ao let out a breath, ready to take a rest, when he saw Zhuo Wusu in a daze.

"Xiao Zhuo, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah? It's okay."

Zhuo Wusu came back to his senses, and forced a smile.

"Liar," Qi Ao poked Zhuo Wusu's arm, "Hurry up, don't try to lie to me."

Zhuo Wusu was silent for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice, "Qi Ao, does anyone want to be your teacher's wife?"

Thinking back for a while, Qi Ao said: "No, they dare not approach Master. Xiao Zhuo, does someone want to be your teacher's wife?"

"Well, the master refused... I don't want to have a teacher's wife."

Zhuo Wu's voice was like a mosquito, he didn't want Master to pay attention to others.Today there is Liu Linger who wants to be his mistress, and tomorrow there will be Zhou Linger and Zhang Linger.Master rejected one today, but he will always meet someone he likes, and he will still have a teacher wife.

He wanted Master to like him only.

Qi Ao was distressed, he had never encountered such a thing, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Gu Yi at the back table happened to hear it, propped his body up and poked his head out, squeezed between the two of them, and said earnestly: "Master, it's terrible!"

Zhuo Wusu and Qi Ao looked at him at the same time and asked, "Why?"

"Teacher for one day, father for life, do you know?" Gu Yi began his performance, "Master is the real father, and master wife is the stepmother. With a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, and then you will be miserable !"

The two children couldn't react in a daze, and asked again: "Why?"

Gu Yi looked at the two of them with hatred, saw that they both had the same blank faces, and understood that they were still young and didn't know the sinister heart, so he explained it to them again in detail.

"This is like a man who lost his wife in the human world and married a new wife." Gu Yi said clearly and logically, completely forgetting that he was only 12 years old, and how much he knew.

Combining reasoning with examples, Gu Yi used the tragic experience of other human friends who failed to participate in Shouyang's entrance election because of the stepmother's obstruction and framed, and missed the fairy road, to warn Zhuo Wusu and Qi'ao that with a stepmother, the child will How miserable.

In the end, Gu Yi concluded: "So, you'd better not have a wife."

Zhuo Wusu and Qi Ao suddenly realized, and nodded.

"However, this is from your point of view. From your master's point of view, it is a bliss to be accompanied by a beautiful lady during the long journey of cultivating immortals."

"..."

The two children reached out and pushed his head back, "Shut up and read your book."

Gu Yi curled his lips, buried his head in the sea of ​​books, just read!

Zhuo Wusu and Qi Ao were relatively speechless, but they both saw firmness in each other's eyes, the firmness of not letting the master find the master's wife.

So, from then on, Zhuo Wusu never handed over anything to Yu Yici.

Want to be his mistress?no way!

After figuring it out, Zhuo Wusu's thick "Identification of Panacea" is not only not boring, but very interesting.

Flipping through the plan made for Zhuo Wusu, Yu Yici turned the brush in one hand, with a smile on his lips, raised his head and looked towards the door, secretly counting in his heart.Before counting to seven, Zhuo Wusu appeared.

"Apprentice," Yu Yici smiled purely, put down the brush with a 'snap', and said slowly, "Today is the first day you complete the plan, how about being with you as a teacher?"

With a 'pop', as if hitting Zhuo Wusu's heart, his body trembled unconsciously, and his scalp went numb, "Thank you, Master, for being willing to accompany this disciple."

"Well," Yu Yici was satisfied with Zhuo Wusu's sense of humor, "Today we will start with a firm footing, you follow me."

After Yu Yici finished speaking, he got up and went to the courtyard, asked Zhuo Wusu to spread his feet shoulder-width apart, squat halfway, and raised his arms shoulder-height.

"Teacher, don't move around."

Yu Yici sat under the tranquilizing tree, took out a set of tea sets, and slowly brewed a pot of tea.

The fragrance of tea filled the air, Yu Yici took a cup, walked to Zhuo Wusu's side, and handed it to his lips, "Want to drink?"

"think."

Yu Yici was distressed, "But, you can't move, how can you drink?"

Zhuo Wusu suggested with full expectation, "Master, are you feeding me?"

"Disciple," Yu Yici patted him on the shoulder, "Don't you think, don't you think a little too much?"

"..."

Zhuo Wusu opened his eyes wide, why is Master like this?Just to seduce him?

Holding the tea, Yu Yici sat back on the stone bench, sipped the tea, propped his head, relaxed and comfortable.

Zhuo Wusu's shoulders and legs gradually became sore and weak. After a while, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his legs began to tremble.

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"I'm uncomfortable."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Wusu wanted to say that his legs hurt, but when he saw Yu Yici raising his eyebrows, he didn't dare to say it anymore, so he said nana: "...sweat got into his eyes."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Wusu felt his whole body cool down suddenly, and the sweat dripping down his forehead and cheeks disappeared without a trace.

"..."

Zhuo Wusu fought back and forth, "Master, I can't hold on any longer."

"Hold on a little longer, I'm counting the time for the teacher, it's coming soon," Yu Yici said, walking slowly to Zhuo Wusu's side, "Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one, get up."

Yu Yici supported Zhuo Wu, squeezed his shoulders to relieve his soreness, "You beat your legs yourself."

Zhuo Wusu responded before his hands landed on his legs, and a sore pain swept through his whole body instantly, and he couldn't bear to beat any more, "Master, my legs hurt so much."

"It's okay, just relax for a while."

"Master," Zhuo Wusu sniffed, "Are you really all right?"

"..."

Yu Yici smiled and asked Zhuo Wusu to sit on the stone bench, while he squatted down beside him.Holding his leg, Yu Yici said: "Apprentice, don't move."

Zhuo Wusu backed away, but the hand on his ankle prevented him from moving an inch.

"How about pinching your legs for the teacher?"

"No, I won't bother you, master," Zhuo Wusu said with a bitter face, trying to put on a happy and grateful look, his expression almost distorted, "I'll just come here by myself."

"Why bother?"

Yu Yici lifted the hem of his shirt and pressed his palm on his leg, "Master takes care of the apprentice, that's what it should be."

After the words fell, Yu Yici's hand slightly exerted force.The next moment, heart-piercing cries of pain resounded through Yunfu Immortal Mansion.

"Pain, pain, master, master, let go!"

"Don't press Master!"

"Ah ah ah! It hurts!"

After half a cup of tea, Yu Yici let go of Zhuo Wusu's legs and wrists, stood up, and asked, "Apprentice, how do you feel?"

Zhuo Wusu was sweating in pain, his ink hair was stained with sweat on his cheeks, and he replied weakly: "It's very comfortable, my legs are not sore anymore."

Although it really hurts to press it, after the pain is over, I feel relaxed all over my body, which is more comfortable than soaking in a hot spring.If he was allowed to experience it again, Zhuo Wusu thought...he would be very willing!No more resistance!

Yu Yici nodded, "Let's move on to the next task."

"Okay!" Zhuo Wusu was in high spirits, if it hurts this time, can he still enjoy Master's massage again? !

Fortunately, Yu Yici didn't know what was going on in his head, otherwise...Zhuo Wusu would probably be left behind by him.

Breaking off a branch, Yu Yici weighed it, "I will teach you the Shouyang Basic Sword as a teacher, and I will only demonstrate it once, so you can see it clearly."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Yici's aura changed, and he hummed fiercely, implying sword intent.

Spiritual power was instilled in the branches, and the chill flowed. Yu Yici raised his hand, and slowly made a few simple stabs, picks, and blocks under his sword.The movements are smooth and flowing, unrestrained and wanton, but there are killer moves everywhere.

With the last thrust, the branch couldn't withstand the surging spiritual power, it turned into dust and disappeared from Yu Yici's hands.

"Apprentice, do you understand?"

Zhuo Wusu was dumbfounded, caught in the shock brought by Yu Yici, he hadn't reacted yet.Hearing Yu Yici's question, he responded blankly, not even knowing what he said.

It wasn't until a wooden sword was handed in front of him that Zhuo Wusu came back to his senses and stared suspiciously at the wooden sword, which was almost the same size as him. He looked up at Yu Yici, and asked puzzledly: "Master , what's the matter?"

"You understand, let's practice it once."

Yu Yici handed the wooden sword to Zhuo Wusu again, motioning for him to catch it.

Zhuo Wusu was stunned, did he answer 'understand'?

Holding the wooden sword, Zhuo Wusu tried to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't bear the weight of the wooden sword at all, his hand kept shaking, his wrist seemed to have his own thoughts, and kept bending down.

Suddenly, he thought of Qi Ao who was holding the Yanyang sword to catch the pheasant, and what he said to himself that day.Zhuo Wusu gritted his teeth, lifted the sword, and slowly drew it out according to his memory.

It's just that Yu Yici's approach is cheerful and unrestrained, while Zhuo Wusu's approach is like a child playing around.His hands are weak, no matter how he moves, he feels soft.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhuo Wusu held the sword and asked with a smile: "Master, is my move correct?"

Yu Yici, who had never brought a disciple before, and had never seen a new disciple practicing sword practice, couldn't bear to look directly at him.At the same time as I was upset, I also had a question, what the hell is his apprentice practicing?Is it really Shouyang's sword move?Why hasn't he seen it? !

Although he disliked it, it was undeniable that every move Zhuo Wusu used was correct.

Yu Yici nodded in affirmation.

Zhuo Wusu was the one who put his nose on his face, so he immediately walked up to Yu Yici with a stern face, stretched out his right hand holding the sword, and pursed his mouth, "Master, my wrist hurts so much, and my arm hurts too."

He looked aggrieved and pitiful, but he was reveling in his heart: Master, please help me squeeze my hands, I'm ready!