Master tutoring class

Facing a pair of soul-stirring eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the long black hair hanging down to the shoulders is tied lazily with a thin red ribbon, the skin is as white as snow, and there is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

An An looked up and saw that the rain from the sky was falling, but when it was about to fall on this man, it turned sharply and landed around him.Even though it was a rainy day, this person's body was dry.

"Monster... monster!" An An turned pale with fright, and closed her eyes tightly, "Don't...don't eat me!"

A brain collapsed, and the man above laughed angrily, "Who is the monster?"

An An shrank her head and dared not speak, but her hands were tightly clutching the man's clothes.

The man watched and raised his eyebrows, "If you don't let me go, I will leave you behind."

Hearing the man's threat, An An immediately jumped off the ground in a panic, lowered her head slightly, and shrank her feet back involuntarily.

The hem of the clothes was pulled into hemp rope, and there was a hole in it. An An's little hand passed through the hole and held on tightly.

The man chuckled, "Afraid of this, why don't you leave?"

An An whispered thank you, turned around and stepped into the rain.

The man shook his head, raised his feet and prepared to return to the cave.

He came this time to hide from the annoying disciples in the sect, but whenever he was in the sect, there were disciples who would not wink at him day and night, and came to disturb his sleep.

He simply took refuge in Zong.Unexpectedly, he was besieged by the enemy and suffered some injuries.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply hid in the secular world to cultivate for a while, and the people on the left and right could not guess that he was here.

There was a sound of messy footsteps behind him, and Wen Jing's feet stopped.

The footsteps were chaotic, and the man was breathing heavily.

Those who come must not be martial arts.

Then there is nothing wrong with him.

He moved his toes and wanted to go back. Before leaving, he looked back subconsciously.

It was the muddy kid just now.

Seeing Wen Jing, An An stopped and stared blankly.

"Kid, what are you doing back again?" The man opposite stood lazily, but when he opened his mouth, he gave people an inexplicable pressure.

Blinking her eyes in a panic, An An returned somewhat at a loss, "I... I'll pick that one up."

Pointing to the red fruit that had fallen all over the floor, it was dirty with mud and water.

Wen Jing frowned unconsciously.

Seeing that the other party didn't look at him anymore, An An hurried over to pick up the red fruit on the ground.

The fruit wet by the rain is also icy and cold, and it feels like you have buried your hands in the snow.

An An shivered unconsciously.

A hand reached out and knocked out the fruit in his hand.

"you……"

Hearing the other party's words, Wen Jing went back calmly.

There were no tears in his eyes, and his mouth was pitifully flattened.

Like a duckling.

Wen Jing stretched out his hand and squeezed it. It has to be said that the child's mouth is indeed extremely soft.

Settle down.

"Wow--"

The heart-piercing cry came out, which directly frightened Wen Jing to the bone.

Taking a step back, his eyes looked over in surprise.

God knows that when the orthodox monks killed him, the lightning did not frighten him.

This kid has talent.

For a moment, Wen Kyung genuinely admired it.

The crying became smaller and smaller, the child in front of him had red eyes, sucked his nose, and occasionally let out a small hum. The rain next to him was louder than his voice.

This kid is so good.

For the first time, Moxiu felt a little guilty. In the past, he had never been ashamed of bullying the children of the sect.

Seeing that the shoulders of the child opposite were still shaking, he lowered his head helplessly and turned around in the spirit ring for a long time.

Most of the spiritual rings are things from the cultivation world, and ordinary people can't use them.

Wen Jing's spiritual sense swept back and forth for a long time.

An An tilted her head and peeked at the person with closed eyes in front of her.There are bright lights flickering on his fingers, and there are little spots of light.The person opposite had his eyes closed, like a fairy sleeping peacefully.

He lowered his head and quietly glanced at the red fruit on the ground.

An An grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers, her face wrinkled.

Will the immortal snatch the red fruit from him?

Seeing this gluttonous and cowardly little boy greedily eating red fruits on the ground, Wen Jing curled his lips.

The red fruit is sour, and I don't know what to eat.

But most of his spiritual rings are weapons, and occasionally a few cakes are still full of spiritual energy, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to bear it.

After tossing and turning for a long time, I finally found Xichun in the corner.

A spiritual tea that can heal and satiate the stomach, and does no harm to ordinary people.

Put it in a cloth bag casually, "" toss it up and down, with a smug smile on his face.

An'an stood opposite, her eyes falling into the dew crystal light little by little.

Just now, the good-looking man opposite him took out a bag of something that exudes an incomparable fragrance out of thin air.

smells good!

The hand of the man holding the small cloth bag waved in front of his eyes.

"Do you want it?" The man looked over with a smile in his eyes, like a river full of stars.

An An blushed and nodded slightly.

With a chuckle on the other side, he brought the cloth bag over.It was sent to An'an's dirty little hands, and he paused.

An'an was a little embarrassed, she retracted her hand and put it behind her back, and wiped it vigorously.

When I took it out again, it was even dirtier than before.

An An was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Wen Jing shook his head helplessly, and performed a dedusting technique to restore the dirty child to cleanliness.

An An lowered her head and widened her eyes.

There used to be some stains on the old clothes that couldn't be washed off, and he tried to wash them off, but in the end he couldn't remove the holes.

Well... so amazing brother!

Seeing the child opposite him staring at him with sparkling eyes, Wen Jing felt unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

Sure enough, other people's children are cute.What a lie!

An An didn't know what the brother opposite was thinking at all, but thought that this brother was very kind, helped him clean his clothes, and gave him a small bag of fragrant things.

"This is tea. It's special. You can only eat one piece a day, and you must not eat more, or something will happen. You can take it back, don't ask for those fruits."

As he spoke, he frowned, with a look of disgust on his face, "It's so sour."

An An secretly smiled in her heart.

He thinks this brother is quite cute, but he thinks that the god brothers are not afraid of acid.

Wen Kyung stood up.

The child on the opposite side thanked obediently, and looked up at the sky.

The sky was dark and gloomy, it was clearly daytime, but when the black clouds came, they covered the whole village into evening.

Wen Jing waved his hand, "Okay, you can go back quickly."

After speaking, he turned around and ignored the child behind him.

His injury is still not healed, so he has to mend it in his dream.

The wind blows gently, rustling the leaves.

The sleeves tugged for a while, Wen Jing lowered his head, and saw a dumpling hugging his thigh.

This is……

Relied on?

Tuanzi raised his head with a smile and said sweetly.

"Thank you Brother Immortal!"

After speaking, he bumped and ran down the mountain stepping on his shoes with holes in them.

Only Wen Jing who stood there in a daze was left.

"..."

what brother?

He must have heard wrong.

Thinking of the child's swollen face, he was crying because of grievances, but now he has become a fairy brother? !

Indeed a child.

Wen Jing shook his head helplessly.

The fragrance kept coming out of the cloth bag, and An An's stomach was rumbling.But he still hugged the cloth bag tightly to his chest, with a full smile on his face.

It must be because he is a good boy that he will meet the gods.

The feet floated lightly, and An An ran down the mountain unconsciously.

The raindrops went around him, and the scenery in the mountain obviously did not change, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to the bottom of the mountain.

After walking out of the mountain, the raindrops came back again, hitting An An's body for a while.

Everything in the mountains seems like a wonderful dream.

An An rubbed her eyes, stretched out her hand and patted her head.

He looked down and saw the clean clothes.

Nose fragrance.

The author says:

Master: Why didn't you return to the sect to cultivate yourself?

Wen: Men, never take your wounds home.

Master:? ?

Jia Yan: Form two, who hasn't passed it?

Wen: Is this the reason why you were in the second year of middle school?

Jia Yan: Gan!