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Looking out of the corner of his eyes at Minhu who was being caught towards his back, endless despair and unwillingness filled his heart for a moment. He hasn't taken revenge, those people haven't died yet, how could he, how could he just die like this! ?

The young man stared at Minhu, he regretted it, he was unwilling, but it was too late to say anything now, he... had no choice but to die without regret!

At the critical moment, the wind blades swung by Minhu's paws were close to sticking to the young man, a gust of freezing cold struck, and Minhu was blown away in an instant, and was shot into the mud without making a sound. , and then the boy fell into an embrace with a touch of coolness.The boy only had time to see a flash of silver light before he passed out.

Zhuang Jing embraced the boy's limp body, glanced around, and found that there was a low-level explosive bear corpse not far away, and a few steps away from the explosive bear, there were still a few small bloody and bloody beasts. Things, Zhuang Jinglu squinted and found that they were a few Min fox cubs, but they were all dead. Looking down at the boy again, Zhuang Jinglu had already guessed a general reason.

Zhuang Jinglu squeezed the boy's mouth open and fed a elixir into it, then slowly poured some spiritual power into him, and when the boy's breath recovered a little, he picked up the boy and turned back to the hut.

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Back in the hut, Zhuang Jing took the young man into his room, helped him to sit up, and then condensed his spiritual power on the palm of his hand and stuck it on the young man’s back, so as to relieve the damage to his meridians caused by the exhaustion of spiritual power in his body. The body was running for a week, the young man grunted, spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly opened his eyes.

Zhuang Jing helped the young man to lean on his arms, put one hand on the young man's wrist and asked, "How do you feel now?" The cold and somewhat indifferent voice was just like the first feeling, a bit cool .

The young man coughed a few times before he gave a weak "Yeah."

Seeing that the boy was fine now, Zhuang Jingyan gently put him down and let him lie down, "You can use your luck to dredge the spiritual power in your tendons and take a rest, then get up and take a shower later, is that okay?"

The boy blinked, and said "hmm."

Zhuang Jingxuan nodded and got up and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Not long after Zhuang Jing came back, he pushed open the door and saw the young man closing his eyes to luck, the pale golden light enveloped the young man, judging from his potential, he should be in the eighth-rank spiritual realm, he is a good seedling.Zhuang Jingyu secretly thought of this in his heart.

The young man stopped his luck and slowly opened his eyes, and saw a man with crow-like black hair hanging down his back, and a silver mask covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly, only the bridge of his nose could be seen Underneath is a thin lip with a light pink, the thin lips are slightly pursed but the corners of the lips are slightly hooked like a smile but not a smile.

The thin lips opened and said: "Are you up? How do you feel now? If it's ok, I have prepared water and a change of clean clothes for you. You may consider taking a bath."

Hearing the words, the young man stood up and landed, and bowed his hands politely to thank Zhuang Jing: "Boy, thank you benefactor for saving me just now. I will never forget my benefactor's kindness when I come out in the future." Stained a little pink, said: "It's just that now I have to trouble my benefactor to take the boy to change and change."

Zhuang Jinglu glanced at him indifferently, nodded slightly, turned around and led the way, and the young man hurriedly followed behind.

Thirty, disposition

After cleaning up, the young man was wearing Zhuang Jinglu's clothes, which were a little loose but could barely fit in. His wet hair was hanging down his back, and the tips of his hair were still dripping, so Zhuang Jinglu threw a clean cloth towel over him. He let him wipe it himself, and then bid him sit down at the table.

Zhuang Jingyu put one hand on the edge of the table and pinched a teacup with three fingers to sip the fragrant tea. Under the effect of the mask, his cold voice sounded faintly: "Do you regret it, mind your own business?"

The boy wiped his hair paused, he pursed his lips and put his hands on his knees, and said helplessly: "I regretted it when I was almost killed by Minhu just now, but if I give you another Once I have a chance, I think I will do that again." The sincerity of the boy's words was not at all pretentious or evasive.

Zhuang Jinglu was quite satisfied with his disposition, so he nodded slightly.

Although he didn't see the reason for the incident when he just passed by, he probably guessed something, and this question just fit his guess.

He guessed that Minhu's rampage was probably due to the death of the bloody and bloody Minhu cubs nearby, and there was another Explosive Bear not far from the Minhu cubs, and the young man had obvious signs of death. The wound was not caused by Minhu, Zhuang Jinglu guessed, it was probably because the Explosive Bear Beast was met by the teenager when the mother Minhu accidentally caught the Minhu cub and wanted to kill it.

Although I don't know what was in my heart when I was a teenager, I tried to save the Minhu cub with the strength of being defeated by the Explosive Beast, but the final result can be seen that the Explosive Bear died, but the Minhu cub also died. died.The boy failed to save Minhu's cub, but was misunderstood and attacked by the mother Minhu who came after him later. If Zhuang Jing hadn't just happened to arrive, the boy's life would have been explained in this way.

His nature is pure and kind, but he is too impulsive.

Zhuang Jing put down his cup, looked at the young man, took out the prepared wound medicine and elixir from his sleeve pocket, and handed them to the young man, "I just saw it with you, because your physique is special, so your injury is not too serious. It's serious, and the wound medicine I take externally and internally will recover in a short time. As for your recuperation period, you can temporarily live in the third room on the right."

After a pause, he took out a blue and white porcelain vase, "Cultivators are no different than ordinary people. I don't have a regular diet here, so you keep these bigu pills away." Then he got up and left.

The young man held the slightly warm bottle in his hand and looked at his back. His lips squirmed a few times, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. He didn't want Zhuang Jing to go out when he was relegated to the door, and then stopped and turned back The boy was startled.

"What's your... name?" he said.

The young man didn't realize it for a moment, he was stunned for a while before he stuttered and said, "Jiu...Jiu Mu."

"Jiu Mu?" The name was a little strange, Zhuang Jingyu murmured in his heart, but it might not be his real name, so he could just do whatever he wanted.Zhuang Jing nodded and turned around to leave again.

Seeing the figure of Zhuang Jing leaving gracefully, for some reason, Jiu Mu suddenly became restless. He always felt that he had encountered a chance this time, and that chance was the person in front of him who saved him but showed a little indifference , and if I don't seize the opportunity this time, maybe I won't have another chance in the future!

So he put down the porcelain bottle in his arms and chased after him one step at a time. Once he grabbed Zhuang Jing, he was about to disappear under the sleeves of the corner, "Benefactor, please wait!"

"Huh?" Zhuang Jing was puzzled to be called out like this, he turned to look at the young man, his slightly raised eyebrows could not be seen under the cover of the mask.

As soon as Jiu Mu saw that Zhuang Jingxi stopped and looked at him, he quickly let go of his hand, knelt on the ground with a plop and saluted Zhuang Jingyu.

The young man put his palms on the ground, put his forehead on the back of his hands and bowed respectfully, "Please benefactor to accept the boy as his disciple!" The voice was sonorous and firm without any sense of joke.

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"Knock, buckle, buckle." Zhuang Jing's fingers tapped on the armrest one after another, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhuang Jing, Jiumu's apprentice, naturally agreed without hesitation. After all, whether it is apprenticeship or apprenticeship is a major event in Rulan, it must not be casual.However, Zhuang Jinglu didn't agree to Jiumu immediately, but it didn't mean that Jiumu's qualifications were not good. On the contrary, he just looked at Zhuang Jinglu casually before and saw that Jiumu was also a child with extraordinary talents.

But the trouble is his status as Zhuang Jing's exile. As the eldest son of the Donglin Palace of Dongxia, he can't take a boy of unknown origin as his apprentice at will, and the agreement between him and God X predestined Jiumu to worship him as his teacher. It's a disaster for Jiu Mu's future, maybe this talented child will die because of his involvement.

But if he was asked to let him go, he was really reluctant, because when Jiumu said that he wanted to be a teacher, Zhuang Jing was also moved, but he hesitated for a while after thinking about the consequences. Give him an answer, so now he will have a headache.

He raised his hand to cover the mask, trying to take it off, but when his hand touched the warm mask, he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly he knew how to deal with this matter.

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Zhuang Jingyu came outside Jiumu's house. Although the door was closed, Zhuang Jinglu also "saw" Jiumu took the elixir he gave him and healed his injuries through the release of mental power.

Zhuang Jinglu didn't deliberately conceal his aura, so Jiumu felt the movement outside the house at once, as if he was used to it, Jiumu, who was still closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, suddenly opened his eyes, and then asked tentatively Voice: "Benefactor?"

Zhuang Jing replied, "Yes."

Jiu Mu hastily got down from the couch and walked quickly to open the door to welcome Zhuang Jing in. He said: "The boy just adjusted his breath and didn't know that benefactor came here. Please forgive me for the delay."

Zhuang Jing said indifferently: "It's okay."

"I don't know what the benefactor came to say? Is it...?"

After Zhuang Jing entered the house, he sat down at the table by himself, and said: "Apprenticeship and apprenticeship are important matters and should not be done casually, but after my consideration, I feel that you have good temperament and talent, so I also intend to accept you as an apprentice, I don't know. What do you think?"

Jiumu Wenyan was mixed with surprise and joy, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Jing would regret it, he quickly replied: "I am willing, boy!"

Zhuang Jingyu raised his hand to support his kneeling body, and said: "I'm not busy for now, I still have a few things to talk to you about."

"Engong, let's talk." Because he has not yet performed a formal ceremony of apprenticeship, Jiumu cannot yet call Zhuang Jing banished.