The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Shen Zhihan held back his laughter in pain.

Perhaps it was his own words that reminded Lu Zhilan of his youth dominated by bears and flames, which caused this junior to look very bad now.

He patted the other person's shoulder with a suppressed smile, and said softly, "An Xin, An Xin, Ah Nian has been punished to copy scriptures, and she won't be able to come out for a while."

Only then did Lu Zhilan relax a little, and nodded.

Shen Zhihan saw that his brows were still frowning, no matter how he looked at it, he was worried about the safety of the books in the Jinglou, and finally couldn't hold back any of them, and burst out laughing.

"Brother!"

Lu Zhilan stared at him with some disapproval. The former choked, wiped his face immediately, and suppressed his smile: "Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore——"

Shen Zhihan paused, and put on a serious look: "Alan just woke up, but he needs to rest well, even if it is to point out Xiaoyi, he must pay attention to his body, senior brother, I will take the little apprentice back to Wangfeng Peak first. "

Lu Zhilan was silent.

The sparkle in the other party's eyes and the slightly crimson fair cheeks from holding back a smile could not be concealed at all, but he still had an upright and innocent face, and he never had any awareness of how attractive he was.

His throat was a little tight, and he subconsciously looked away.

He didn't tie his hair up, so Shen Zhihan naturally didn't see the red ear tips covered by black hair.Coupled with being used to his junior brother's reticence, he didn't realize that there was something wrong with the other party.

He called the two young men over, wiped their sweat for them first, and then gave Han Yi some instructions, and the young men obediently walked to Lu Zhilan's side.

Shen Zhihan turned around and hugged Mo Ning.

The boy's figure had already started to twitch, and it seemed a little unsuitable to be held in Shen Zhihan's arms, but he didn't resist. Instead, he tilted his head and buried his cheek in his master's neck.

Lu Zhilan watched silently, with frost and snow raging in his eyes.

"Brother, let's go first."

Shen Zhihan rubbed the boy's black hair in his arms, then turned his head and waved his hand with a smile.

The frost in Lu Zhilan's eyes faded away the moment he looked over, turning into a cool and clear look.

He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Brother, go slowly."

Shen Zhihan turned to leave, but Mo Ning, who had been lying on the master's shoulder, raised his eyes slightly, and met the former's gaze that was almost glued to Shen Zhihan's body.

Lu Zhilan's eyes turned cold again.

However, the young man was not affected by the opponent's saber at all. Instead, he raised his arms around the master's neck and rubbed him affectionately: "Master, Aning is tired."

Shen Zhihan, who had just stretched out his hand to summon a clear cloud, subconsciously patted his apprentice on the back, and said softly: "Tired? I will take you back to rest for the teacher."

"it is good."

Mo Ning smiled softly and harmlessly, and finally looked away from Lu Zhilan's gaze, and buried his head in Shen Zhihan's neck again.

Han Yi first looked at the two people's eye contact with some ignorance, and then came to his senses, and looked at the back of Xuanyi who was going away with Jia Yun in amazement.

--incredible……

Sitting on the peak.

When Mo Ning raised his head, he saw white plums everywhere, like clouds and snow, and jade sculptures icy.

But what is more eye-catching than the colorful flowers is the extremely delicate profile of the people around her.

It seemed that it was the first time for him to observe Shen Zhihan at such a close distance, and he felt that that face was carved out of extremely delicate and moist white jade, which had won all the favor of the heavens, without even a single blemish.

He looked intently at the White Jade Palace, his thin lips parted slightly with no lip balm, and he sighed lightly: "I haven't been back for almost a month..."

Shen Zhihan didn't notice the young man's burning eyes, subconsciously thought about where to place the little apprentice, but heard a child's voice hesitantly said: "The disciple wants to live with the master..."

He turned his head in surprise, and met Mo Ning's friendly and earnest eyes.

Thinking carefully about the daily life between the master and the apprentice in the past few days, he habitually raised his hand and stroked the top of the boy's hair, falling into deep thought.

It is said that one day is a teacher and life is a father. Could it be that he has taken too much care of this male protagonist in the past few days, making him treat himself as a father? ? ?

Shen Zhihan combined the unharmonious father-son relationship between this avatar and his biological father, and immediately felt that it was very possible.

There is a saying in Xiujie, "It is better to mess with Wuweizong than Jintai".

This is because the Wuwei sect, except for Fairy Qingxuan, who is rare in a thousand years, is an open fire explosive, which explodes at a little bit, and the rest are all terribly lazy cancers.Even if he wanted to offend, there was only a chance to offend Han Nian alone, and there was still a chance of escaping.

And if something really causes those depth bombs to be dispatched, then it is basically at the level of the public enemy of the whole cultivation world that they will be treated like this.

But the Golden Terrace is different.

Based on his roommate's description and his understanding over the years, although the Golden Terrace where Mo Ning was born belongs to one of the four great immortal sects, it is the one that has the most connections with the mortal world among the various immortal sects.

The so-called "Golden Terrace" means literally. The name is exaggerated and realistic enough.

Because this sect is really too rich, too rich, too rich!

Not to mention anything else, as long as it is a store with a name in this world, basically Golden Terrace will get involved; as long as it is the business you want, basically it will be under the jurisdiction of Golden Terrace.

What is the most important thing for a cultivator to practice?

——Spiritual stones, exercises, medicinal materials!

But if you offend the Golden Terrace, no one in the entire cultivation world would dare to trade with you, let alone a lack of money, even if you have money, you can only hold the money and cry!

However, the internal relationship of this golden platform is as intricate as the Gongdouwen and Zhaidouju Shen Zhihan had seen in his previous life.

Intrigues and intrigues, all kinds of tricks - even Mo Shucheng, the leader of the Golden Stage, was poisoned in the early years and is still weak, and he has to take three breaths to say a word.

But the most unreasonable thing is that the only reasonable heir who should be on the cusp of the crisis, the only son, Mo Ning, is actually the most unloved child in the whole family, and the relationship with Mo Shucheng can be described as icy and snowy .

Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to be abducted to be a child molestor, and he still has no intention of looking for him.

Mo Ning still looked at him with hope in his eyes, Shen Zhihan felt more pity in his heart when he thought of this.

He nodded, and immediately made a decision: "Okay, then Aning will live with Teacher Wei."

The smile instantly melted in the young black jade-like eyes, Shen Zhihan put him down, and said lovingly: "I've been tired for a day, there is a spiritual spring at the back of the palace, I will accompany you to take a bubble bath as a teacher."

Still immersed in the joy of being able to live with the master, Mo Ning nodded immediately and said without thinking: "Okay."

He agreed smoothly, but when he saw Shen Zhihan taking off his clothes, his ears turned red instantly, and he became incoherent in his speech: "Master, Master, why, why don't you take off your clothes..."

Shen Zhihan, who quickly took off only his underwear, raised his hand to untie his hair crown very naturally, and said with a smile, "Let's soak together with you."

"No, no, no!"

Mo Ning was stunned at the sight of his cascading hair and the slender waist outlined by the soft light under the silk inner garment, but when he heard the words, he immediately took two steps back in fright, his face was so red that it almost dripped blood.

"what happened?"

Shen Zhihan was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: "The Lingquan of Zuowang Peak is the best in the entire sect. Before you came, I used your Uncle Lu as a teacher to soak it. He likes it so much that he can even talk a little bit more. A word."

"Ah, by the way, you haven't seen Baihe, have you? I'll show you tomorrow, he also likes to come to my pool for a dip—ah, and your master ancestor, he was the one who accompanied me before becoming a master Jindan... ..."

"Master, don't, don't talk..."

There was a hint of despair on Mo Ning's face, but he still stammered with determination: "That's not, it won't work!"

Seeing that the apprentice refused to take a bath with him, Shen Zhihan squeezed his earlobe, hesitantly said: "Then... well, you go by yourself, if you have anything to do, call me teacher, is that okay?"

Hearing this, Mo Ning nodded in relief, and rushed out of the palace door with a change of clothes in his arms.

Shen Zhihan was a little confused.

If I remember correctly, my father often took baths with me when he was alive in the previous life?

He still remembers his father's swearing promise back then, "The fastest way for a man to develop a relationship is to take a bath and drink together"!

Although the young apprentice can't drink alcohol at this age, it should be fine to take a bath, right?

... Strange, is there a problem with the education method?

Since it doesn't work according to the master-student strategy, it's okay to become a "son" through the strategy... right?

Shen, steel straight man, old father, Zhihan once again fell into deep thought.