You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

After Zhao Ritian sent the big yellow cat back to the orphanage, he wandered out all the way, and by coincidence, he met a familiar figure from the crowd in front of him, wasn't it the gray-robed middle-aged monk?

Zhao Ritian rolled his eyes, took out a few copper coins from his pocket, bought two bunches of candied haws from a street stall, and after eating them, he kept two bamboo sticks in his hands, and quietly approached the middle-aged monk.

"Whoosh" two bamboo sticks flew out, and were piercing towards the buttocks of the middle-aged monk.

But Pangli stretched out a slender hand like jade, and grabbed the bamboo stick.

Zhao Ritian had a regretful face. He had already imagined how a middle-aged monk would scream and run around while clutching his butt. It was a pity that nosy people got in the way, so he didn't see such a funny scene.

The nosy man was wearing a blue auspicious cloud-pattern gown with a jade belt around his waist. He had a tall and straight figure and an extraordinary temperament. For some reason, when he saw this figure from his back, Zhao Ritian thought of the loathsome Long Aotian.

The man turned his head, his eyes skipped the crowd, and locked on Zhao Ritian.

"Master, master, it's him!" The middle-aged monk looked like a child who had been bullied. After seeing Zhao Ritian, he hurriedly complained to the green-clothed monk beside him, but his teeth were still leaking, and he couldn't speak clearly.

The monk in green shirt nodded slightly, signaling for the grown-up monk to leave first.

He then walked up to Zhao Ritian, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sending Liansheng from Qingyun, I wonder if it's convenient for my little brother to go to a quiet place outside the city?"

"Qi, it's another mob from the Qingyun sect." Zhao Ritian didn't take it seriously, and thought to himself, go to a secluded place and give this Uncle Liansheng a serious blow, let them know how powerful he is, and they won't dare to come again in the future Harassing the master to practice, "Let's go, I just want to 'tell a story' with you."

On Saturday, I waited until the sun went down before I saw a figure limping from the mountain road.

Zhao Ritian had never been in such a mess before. A bunch of his hair fell out, a scrape on his forehead was still oozing with thin drops of blood, his clothes were torn, and there was a big hole in the knee of his trousers. Lost one, looking horrible with mud and blood on its feet.

Saturday was shocked and rushed to support Zhao Ritian. Zhao Ritian raised his head and called out "Master" aggrievedly, then fainted in Saturday's arms.

As night fell, the sound of dripping water came from the small building.

On Saturday, I warmed a bucket of water, put it under the bed, dipped a clean cotton cloth in the water, and cleaned Zhao Ritian's wound.

"That Liansheng is really abominable. He plotted against me and bullied the little one. Isn't he just a Nascent Soul cultivator? When I become a Nascent Soul cultivator, I will definitely beat him until he cries, kneels down and admits his mistake!"

On Saturday, Zhao Ritian lifted Zhao Ritian's clothes expressionlessly, and Zhao Ritian blushed suddenly, and his voice became weaker: "Master...?"

Looking at Zhao Ritian's blue belly, he squeezed the cotton cloth tightly on Saturday, and the child he raised so hard was actually beaten, and he was in a bad mood.

Zhao Ritian noticed Saturday's anger, but he felt a sweet feeling in his heart. When Master's hand touched his abdomen, he felt very comfortable, and couldn't help saying: "Master, I really like being hurt."

Saturday was startled, and he didn't understand what Zhao Ritian meant. Seeing him looking at him with bright eyes, he couldn't help but wonder if Zhao Ritian's head had been beaten stupidly.

However, Zhao Ritian pulled Saturday's arm and rubbed it, and said full of attachment: "If I get hurt every day, Master can take care of me like now."

I didn't know what to say on Saturday, so I rubbed Zhao Ritian's hair: "What nonsense, what's good about being injured, it's better to be healthy and alive."

Zhao Ritian narrowed his eyes comfortably, and his wild and wanton attitude during the day was gone, like a kitten being groomed.

Now, Long Aotian is not there, and the big yellow cat that is in the way is not there, there are only Zhao Ritian and the master, and Zhao Ritian takes advantage of the opportunity of injury to act coquettishly on Saturday.

"Master, I also hurt here, please feel it for me."

"Master, you are amazing, the places you touch are very comfortable."

"Master, I'm hot..."

Zhao Ritian kicked the quilt into a mess, lying on the bed half undressed, looking at Saturday with bright eyes, the young boy's shy mood was more and more germinated because of the skin-to-skin contact.

After dredging Zhao Ritian's meridians on Saturday, he finally sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Looking at the rosy-faced and disheveled handsome boy, he suddenly realized a terrible possibility.

"Ritian, do you have..." Saturday paused, "A girl you like?"

Zhao Ritian immediately replied: "No, I only like Master."

Such a frank answer, without any coyness at all, made Saturday a little relieved. Maybe he thought too much. In Zhao Ritian's innocent world, he didn't understand what liking meant at all. That's right, Zhao Ritian has followed Zhou Ritian since he was eight years old. Sixth, practice. The most thing you do on weekdays is practice, and you have no chance to contact those miscellaneous things.

"Sleep." Saturday got up and pulled the quilt for Zhao Ritian.

"Yeah." Zhao Ritian exposed half of his face, still looking at Saturday with full eyes, like a well-behaved kitten.

That night, on Saturday, a magic circle was set up around the small building and Liulihuafeng to isolate all threats.

It wasn't until dawn that he returned to the small building, washed up, and cooked a pot of porridge for Zhao Ritian.

For the next three days, the inside and outside of the small building were peaceful and peaceful, and no one came to disturb them.After all, Zhao Ritian was young, with a high level of cultivation, his body recovered quickly, and he was able to get out of bed and walk in a blink of an eye.

"Master, I want to take a bath in the mountain spring." Zhao Ritian said.

"Okay, you go." Saturday suddenly thought that Shanquan didn't set up a magic circle. He didn't know if there would be any accidents, so he put down the book in his hand and stood up, "I'll go with you."

Zhao Ritian was overjoyed, and immediately opened the cabinet to prepare bath supplies.

The mountain spring is located halfway up the mountain, facing the open valley to the south. The temperature of the spring water is suitable, and you won't feel cold even if you stay in it for a long time.

Zhao Ritian took off his clothes, stirred up the spring water with his feet, and tested the temperature. He felt that the temperature was about the same. He bent down, supported the shore with both hands, and entered the water.

"Phew...comfortable." Zhao Ritian lay on the shore, waiting for Master expectantly. Speaking of which, he hadn't bathed alone with Master yet.

Unexpectedly, I was eager to wear it out, and waited for Saturday when I was dressed neatly, and even my hair was tied behind me meticulously.

Zhao Ritian was very disappointed: "Master, don't you want to wash?"

On Saturday, he took out the book of formations that he hadn't finished reading, sat on the big rock by the bank, turned his head and smiled at Zhao Ritian: "You wash it, I'll wait for you."

Zhao Ritian could only soak himself. After soaking for a while, his eyes slipped to Saturday again.

Zhao Ritian thought of a bad idea.

With a "crash", a large splash of water splashed all over Saturday.

He hurriedly got up, shook off the water on the book, and looked at Zhao Ritian with some displeasure, what the hell is this kid doing.

Zhao Ritian smiled "hehe" and lowered his body, revealing only half of his face. His two black eyes were shining with a sly light as he looked at Saturday.

"Come out quickly after washing." Saturday wiped the water off his face, and his hair was sticky sticking to his neck, which was very uncomfortable. He untied his soaked coat, hung it on a tree, and used his spirit Force dry.

Zhao Ritian, who was secretly watching his master busy in the water, for some reason, the shameful words and pictures in "Cheats of Double Cultivation" slipped through his mind.

It would be great if I could double cultivate with Master.

When I think of it, a demon arises.

After Zhao Ritian's body fully recovered, he decided to start a retreat on Saturday. This time, he was fully prepared and would never leave the retreat without any results.

In order to see Chen Ke sooner, he must speed up his progress and complete the task, instead of sitting on the sidelines every day.

Zhao Ritian is also very obedient and obedient these few days. When the master said that he was going to retreat, he first carried the dry food and magic utensils needed during the retreat to Liuli Huafeng.

"Cultivation in closed doors requires peace of mind, are you ready?" Saturday asked.

Only in this matter, Zhao Ritian lied to Saturday. He often dreamed of unspeakable scenes at night, and he was ashamed to look up to see Master when he woke up in the morning.

"Ready." Zhao Ritian replied.

"Okay, then let's start the retreat. If you encounter any problems in the middle, don't be brave and call me immediately." Saturday told me as usual.

"Yes, Master."

This retreat lasts for ten years.

Things in the world are turbulent and changing, flowers bloom and fall, stars move and objects change, but at the top of Liulihua Peak, it has been peaceful for ten years.

The double protection of the formation and the barrier ensured that no one broke into this fairy treasure land in ten years.

However, it is impossible to isolate the breeding and growth of demons.

The Heavenly Spiritual Root entered the realm at a rapid pace, and it has been cultivated to the middle stage of the golden core in ten years. Together with the vigorously growing spiritual power all over the body, the inner demons that grew in the dark turned into countless strands of black demon breath, which penetrated into the sea of ​​​​qi and meridians, firmly The seven souls that tightly entangled Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian was originally a person with rich emotions and prone to paranoia. He entered the realm too quickly, but his mind was not stable. He accidentally made a mistake. After ten years, he left the customs and opened a pair of black pupils, but he was not as innocent as before. It is translucent, but there is a faint undercurrent. The long hair that has not been taken care of during the cultivation has already fallen to the forehead, and the half-covered eyebrows that are becoming more colorful and picturesque, with the flow of the eyes, actually add a bit of evil.

As soon as Zhao Ritian woke up, he looked at Saturday who hadn't woken up yet.

When his eyes fell on Saturday, his evil spirit retreated again, and he became full of pure admiration.