Travel back in time

As soon as I appeared on the stage, people in the sect saluted one after another. As the head of the sect, I have a very high prestige in the sect, so I just smiled and said: "Disciple competition, stop at the point."

My face changed slightly, my smile faded and I said in a deep voice: But now I hurt my disciple so deeply.

After I signaled to everyone, I brought Linghu Chong out and left.

Linghu Chong didn't mention at all that Yue Lingshan didn't teach him any kung fu, but he didn't even want to heal his wounds first, kneeling on the ground, saying that he was useless, and that he was embarrassing to me.

I pulled him up only to find that there were wet tears on his face. I prescribed medicine for him and told him to rest well.

I still decided to teach him personally, time flies, I have no secrets from Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong is very talented, he learns very fast, and his swordsmanship develops very quickly, but when I practice swords with him, he always feels a little uncomfortable Too focused, I looked at the look on his face and stopped.

Linghu Chong only felt that his master was very personable in Japan, and when he was practicing sword, the corners of his clothes were flying, and the falling leaves were colorful, giving him a fierce and fierce aura, making it even more difficult to take his eyes off from a close look.

Seeing that he was so absent-minded, I stopped and said, "Have you met?"Although Linghu Chong's internal strength is not yet profound, but in terms of each move, it is very difficult to find among the disciples of Huashan School, let alone he only read it once.

Junior Sister Ning came over with tea and food, handed them to me, and wiped the sweat off my forehead with her natural handkerchief.

However, Linghu Chong's body froze, his hands trembled slightly, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails sank into his flesh, dripping with blood, he didn't even notice it.

I took a sip of tea and boasted: the entrance is fragrant.This pastry sister is getting better and better, Chong'er, come and taste your master's handicraft.

Looking at Linghu Chong, he was still standing under the tree without moving. The pink peach blossoms fell on his shoulders. He lowered his head and did not come over. A place to practice.

He felt sore and distressed, almost shed tears, hurriedly lowered his head to cover it, and quickly turned around to leave, turning around for fear that others would notice his expression. After all, disciples love their master, which is not tolerated by the whole world, let alone a master who attaches great importance to reputation.Now as long as I stay with the master for a while, my wife will definitely appear, and my wife may be aware of it.

He vaguely heard the voice of the teacher's wife from behind: You have taught Chong'er's swordsmanship well, he is about the same age as Shan'er, let him practice swords with Shan'er in the future.

I took a sip of tea and said: Chong'er and Shan'er are about the same age, if they get married, I'm very relieved.

Master, you really want me to marry my junior sister!Linghu Chong's face was pale, his heart tightened suddenly, and his mind went blank.

This sentence made him fall into hell, his whole body was cold, his heart ached sharply, and tears finally burst out of his eyes.

Linghu Chong, your little brother is going to rob you of your master, and then he will start to torture Linghu Chong

Dear friends, can I just say something when I see it?Discussing the next world, who do you want to be the main villain?Ouyang Ke?Yang Kang?pick one of two.Write according to your opinions^ω^Besides these two people, who else do you want me to write about, you can reply me below.