BOSS is working hard

And Jiu Mu, who retreated, fished into his arms, rubbed his head with his hands, and rubbed his soft hair.

"Your performance has been very good in recent months. I am very happy that you have become Huitong as a teacher during the day today. Have you thought about what surprises you want to give you as a teacher?" It seemed that he was half-dream and half-awake, his eyes were slightly open, and his breath was exhausted while speaking. Spray on Jiumu auricle.

Jiu Mu's body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, and was hugged by Zhuang Jinglu against his chest. Hearing Zhuang Jinglu's powerful heartbeat and feeling the accelerated beating heart in his chest, he blushed.

It's been a long time since the person in his arms responded, Zhuang Jing reckoned that he might have fallen asleep and never heard, "Then I'll ask you tomorrow." As he spoke, he tightened his arms and hugged the person tightly, his chin resting He fell asleep again on Nine Woods.

The heart in his chest was beating like it was about to jump out, but Jiu Mu's whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move - because he had been frightened by the sudden movement of Zhuang Jingbai just now.

If it weren't for the fact that he respected Zhuang Jing's relegation and dared not blaspheme him, the phrase "suddenly frightening me to death like a fake corpse" might be a good description of Jiumu's mood.

So what is the so-called "reward", Jiumu didn't react, and he didn't have any thoughts of loss, but he didn't sleep well all night and pretended to sleep comfortably the next morning with dark circles under his eyes, which was better than Zhuang Jing. He got up much later.

47. Contradictions

The next day, just as the sky was bright, Zhuang Jingyu woke up on time, opened his eyes and saw the sleeping person in his arms, he was a little dazed at first, and then vaguely remembered that he had pulled him into his arms in the middle of the night.

He raised his hand and rubbed the top of the young man's hair, stood up lightly, tucked the thin quilt for the young man and left the bedroom, so he didn't notice that the young man who was still asleep quietly opened his eyes when he stepped out of the room. Watching his leaving back.

After finishing the daily meditation, Zhuang Jinglu let out a breath of foul breath and slowly opened his eyes, looking at Chaoyang, which was not dazzling yet, he began to think about what reward he should give Jiumu.

It stands to reason that Jiu Mu is his only disciple at present, and he may be the only disciple in the future - after all, he still has such a status, so he might do something in the future.

So it should be very common to give Jiumu some rewards, but the trouble is that Zhuang Jing came here to practice, but he was in a special situation because of his cultivation.Back then, he only thought of coming here to sleep for a few years, but he never expected to meet Jiu Mu and accept such an apprentice.So he actually had nothing but the snacks and some pills he brought with him.

No matter how the apprentice became a master, he should be given some magic weapons for self-defense, but first, Zhuang Jing was relegated to the poor, only snacks how to break it?

Rubbing his forehead, Zhuang Jing felt that he had to find some time to go back to Donglin Palace.

No matter whether it is borrowing or cheating, whether it is good or bad, it is always necessary to get something that can be sold as Jiu Mu's graduation ceremony.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jing's expression suddenly darkened.

He suddenly began to reflect on whether he was too impulsive to pierce the relationship with Jiu Mu?

He would always wear the mask on his face and never take it off in front of Jiumu, because he always remembered what God X said about his future "fate" and possible end.

He didn't want to hurt Jiumu because of him, and his talent and bright future should have been ruined in the future.

But what should I do now?

Jiu Mu's temper is serious, if he, a master, expresses his heart on impulse and then asks Jiu Mu to "forget" what he said that day because of regret.Although according to Jiumu's respect and admiration for him, he generally would not complain or object, but he is still young after all, who can guarantee that he will not cast a shadow on him?

Zhuang Jing had a headache, he had a premonition that he would not stay here for too long, and Jiu Mu had to leave when he left here.And when they all left here, their master-student relationship was over.

It's just how to deal with this matter?

After all, he is not just playing with Jiumu...

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At night because of nervousness, he didn't sleep well, and Jiu Mu Yisle, who didn't really fall asleep until Zhuang Jing got up and left, woke up in a trance until noon.And when he found out that it was so late, a carp got up in a hurry, ping-pong-pong-pong for a while before taking care of himself, and then rushed out the door.

Although he knew that the master would not blame himself for this matter, he would feel very sorry in his heart.

When Sa Yazi was running wildly on the way to the practice site, she suddenly smelled a tempting aroma of food when passing the dining room, almost subconsciously, Jiu Mu stopped at the door.

He stretched his head and looked inside, and saw the master, who in his eyes was not "non-human," but should be a non-touching spring water, with his sleeves rolled up, holding the food between the stove and the dining table. Walking back and forth—Jiu Mu was so shocked that he petrified on the spot.

Zhuang Jing put down the last dish, looked up at Jiu Mu who was standing at the door dumbfounded, and greeted him: "Xiao Jiu, come in and eat."

The dumbfounded Jiu Mu didn't know how he acted, anyway, when he came back to his senses, he saw that he was already sitting at the table holding a bowl of rice in his hand, and Zhuang Jing was going to Add vegetables to his bowl.

Looking at Zhuang Jingxi, he was also holding the bowl in his hand but did not move but looked at him. Although he couldn't see his expression, he always had the feeling that the master was looking forward to him saying "delicious" after eating.

So he quickly tasted some of each dish, "It's really delicious!" He blurted out that it was really delicious unexpectedly.

Taking a sneak peek at the person opposite, Jiumu saw that the corner of that person's lips curled into an insignificant arc that was enough to prove that he was in a happy mood.

After eating, Jiu Mu very consciously said that he could clean up the dishes, but Zhuang Jingyu just shook his head and let him go to practice by himself and then started to clean up by himself.

Jiumu left as promised but was always absent-minded during the training. He always felt that Master was a little weird today, although he couldn't tell what was wrong.

But I really didn't expect that someone like his master could cook, and his skills were not bad.

His master has always given him the feeling of "coldness", and when he first arrived here, the two of them were practicing every day, and they ate only those berries and the like except for Bigu Dan. Occasionally, one or two meals of rice are also cooked by Jiumu.So today's meal really surprised Jiumu—probably just a surprise.

Kneading his fist without any spiritual power, relying solely on his physical body, Jiu Mu swung his fist, and the sound of "bang bang" began to sound rhythmically, and each punch landed on the same position on the stake.

The shouting of the young man when he punched was accompanied by the sound of birds singing and leaves falling in the forest. Sweat splashed on the ground under his feet and on the fallen leaves.

Suddenly a golden shadow flashed in front of Jiu Mu's eyes, and a sharp flash of eyes flashed through the pupils.Almost subconsciously, the fist that was supposed to fall towards the wooden post changed its trajectory halfway, and the fist wrapped in riotous energy went towards the golden shadow.Unexpectedly, after the loud noise, no shadow could be found in the flying dust.

Without pausing for too long, Jiumu stopped his practice and ran quickly towards his intuition—it was the rare metallic monster golden-tailed fox just now, and he needed it!

Then the boy's figure gradually moved further and further away from the wooden cave house where their master and apprentice lived, and the dark blue figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the green forest.

On the other hand, Zhuang Jing, who was still cleaning up the dishes in the wooden house, was exiled.After packing up everything, he wiped his hands clean, made a pot of tea and sat down at the table to drink it leisurely.

Somewhat abruptly, he stopped raising his cup to drink tea, put down the teacup in his hand and took out a ring from his bosom—it was the ring that Zhuang Jingzhu gave him when he came here.

At this time, Najie was emitting a faint purple light. After Zhuang Jing probed into his divine sense, he found that the source of the light was the purple special narration crystal that he had almost forgotten.

According to the method that Zhuang Jingzhu told him vaguely in his memory, he used his spiritual power to open the restriction. In an instant, layers of water rippled on the surface of the crystal, and then a person's face gradually appeared in the crystal.

The man had straight and handsome features, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his eyes were deep.The expression that was supposed to be cold and indifferent eased after seeing Zhuang Jinglu, and Zhuang Jinglu almost subconsciously blurted out: "Father?"—Who is it not the King of Donglin.

48. Back to Donglin Mansion

The face that appeared in the crystal was the King Donglin whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and because he didn't expect that Zhuang Jing, who was almost unconscious, blurted out and called him "Father".

But King Donglin was stunned for a moment when he saw the face gradually appearing in the crystal and heard the voice from the other side.

"The exiled son...?" asked uncertainly.

After Zhuang Jing was relegated, he realized that he forgot to take off his mask.Then he raised his hand and took off the mask, and smiled at Donglin Wang.

"Eh... well, I found a new plaything, I liked it so I used it to play with it. Coincidentally... so coincidentally..." It just so happened that your old man came here.This is what Zhuang Jing wanted to convey to King Donglin.

On the other hand, although King Donglin was stunned for a while, he felt a little funny seeing his son like this.This kid looks like he has done something bad to fear being found out, trying to cover it up.

Although Donglin Wang, an outsider, is unsmiling, he can still see the smile in his eyebrows and eyes even in simple verbal exchanges with his family.Probably he is not really that heartless and desireless, but he just doesn't play tricks on people who have nothing to do with him.

Donglin Wang rubbed his chin with two fingers and raised his eyebrows, and said to Zhuang Jing: "Don't be so panicky, the mask you just wore was your mother's plaything when she was young.