The devil is below, I am the master

It is said that after Wenran returned to Yuelao Pavilion, there were no special activities every day except receiving gifts and basking in the sun in the yard.

Since he hadn't seen Bai Zhe yesterday, he, as a master, had to be worried, so he knocked on Bai Zhe's door after getting up in the morning.

Qingfeng, who was cleaning the yard, poked his head out and said, "Don't knock! Bai Zhe was called away just after dawn."

"Called away?" Wen Ran asked strangely.

"That's right, the Emperor of Heaven told him to go to Yuanhe Palace again."

Wen Ran finally reacted after hearing the words.

The Heavenly Emperor asked Bai Zhe to compete with Yanfei again.

He came to yell right after he came back, and thought that Bai Zhe had some hidden special relationship with the Emperor of Heaven, Wen Ran couldn't help complaining secretly.

At the same time, Yuanhe Hall on the other side.

Bai Zhe really did what Wen Ran thought, and was sparring with Yan Fei according to the arrangement of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the huge courtyard, two figures, one red and one black, crossed each other from time to time.

This time both sides used weapons.

The man in red used to wield a long gun, the body of the gun streaked across the air, creating a gust of fierce wind.

The man in black raised his sword from his sleeve, and with a twist of his wrist, the light of the sword appeared, and he stabbed straight at the opponent.

In a short while, the two sides played against each other for several rounds.

The sleeves fluttered, like a shocking cloud suddenly rising, continuous.

As time went by, the ground in the courtyard was soon covered with more than ten cracks, splashing pieces of gravel.

With a flash of Yan Fei's long gun, her whole body was like an off-string arrow that instantly rushed to the opponent's face, burst out a burst of flames, and even sank into the ground around Bai Zhe.

However, Bai Zhe's expression remained the same, and then several thunderstorms followed, chasing the wind and the sun——

I don't know how long.

The confrontation between the two sides came to an abrupt end the moment the Heavenly Emperor appeared.

The bustling fallen leaves scattered all over the yard seemed to be silently accusing the two fighters who hadn't restrained themselves just now.

Yan Fei flicked the long gun, startled a few flying flowers that had fallen off again, and then put them away.

He has fought against Bai Zhe several times, but the opponent has never been afraid of him.

Yan Fei couldn't guess Bai Zhe's real identity, but he knew that the other party must not be as simple as the surface.

Otherwise, the Emperor of Heaven would not value him so much.

Since the Emperor of Heaven has been reluctant to say it clearly, it is obvious that he wants to keep this secret, so he will play with them for the time being.

Yan Fei raised the corner of her mouth lightly, and turned to the Heavenly Emperor.

"That's right, Bai Zhe has improved a lot after coming back this time." The Heavenly Emperor rushed to the end, but still clapped his hands, "Master Xiao Wenran is really good at teaching."

Seeing that the Heavenly Emperor on the steps added the second half of the sentence without blushing or panting, Bai Zhe and Yan Fei at the bottom thought to themselves almost at the same time: ...Did he teach it?

In the end, the three of them drank a cup of tea in the dilapidated courtyard. The stone table had collapsed, so they had to stand and drink temporarily.

"It's rare that Xiao Wenran didn't come to look for you with that little sticky bun." The Heavenly Emperor said this suddenly while sipping the tea in his hand leisurely.

Since the Emperor of Heaven happened to be sitting between the two of them, and he casually looked at the tea in the cup when he spoke, Yan Fei and Bai Zhe couldn't tell which of them he was speaking to.

Wen Ran used to run around behind Yan Fei when she was a child, this is well known in the inner court.

Later, Wen Ran grew up and became Bai Zhe's master, and the master and apprentice gradually became inseparable.

So which one is the sticky one?

The Emperor of Heaven swallowed the hot tea in his mouth, looked at his beloved general Yan Fei with a smile, and then at his beloved rising star Bai Zhe, as if he was completely unaware that he had asked an embarrassing question.

Yan Fei has been in the inner court for a long time, so she knows how to observe words and expressions best, so she just took advantage of the situation and asked about Wen Ran's recent situation.

There was silence in the yard for a while, and Bai Zhe asked back, "You don't understand it very well?"

Yan Fei smiled bluntly: "I didn't live with him. Besides, now who doesn't know that Wen Ran's whole heart is on you."

When you come and go, both sides have something to say.

The Emperor of Heaven has woken up after knowing it, and here comes Mener, oh, it turns out that this is still a contest between the elder brother and the apprentice.

Speaking of which, Uzuki doesn't like to go out recently. I heard that he is addicted to playing chess. If he is willing to come over...

The Emperor of Heaven imagined the scene of the four of them standing here drinking tea together, and suddenly felt a chill.

……

When Bai Zhe returned to Yuelao Pavilion, he saw Wen Ran taking a nap in the yard, and there were still a few sliced ​​but unfinished melons left on the small table next to him.

The small face, which was originally fair, looked even more delicate under the sunlight.

I remember hearing that Wen Ran looks a lot like his biological mother, Mu Yunyan, except that Mu Yunyan's eyes are more gentle and charming, just like the mist of Jiangnan Misty Rain, and Wen Ran is probably because she is still young as a fairy, with a pair of watery eyes. But the eyes only give people a sense of agility and cuteness.

Bai Zhe looked at him deeply for a while, and was soon startled by the sudden breeze rushing into the yard.

"Here we come! The Lord's letter is back!" Qingfeng held a letter in his hand, and with the wind under his feet, he ran fast, looking very excited.

Bai Zhe probably guessed whose letter it was.

Wen Ran, who was woken up, rubbed her eyes, and said slowly, "What letter came back? Ah, it's from my master, right?"

The voice is soft, with a lazy ending caused by just waking up.

Bai Zhe, who had been watching him all the time, felt that the softest part of his heart was slightly scratched by something, but he quickly restrained his expression.

Qingfeng held the letter sent back by Yuelao in front of Wen Ran with the palm of his hand as if offering a treasure.

Wen Ran took the letter back to the room before opening it to read, and returned the letter immediately after reading it.

Yuelaoge is used to writing letters in person with pen and ink. Yuelao also said before that his father Yaozhan Xianjun also had this habit back then, but he wrote many love letters to Mu Yunyan.

Yuelao went out for a wandering because of some things before, and he hasn't returned for a long time.Hearing that Wen Ran had taken in a half-immortal apprentice, he finally couldn't hold back the letters to ask about the situation.

Wen Ran finished reading the letter, picked up a pen and stuffed it into the hand of Bai Zhe who was next to him, "Apprentice, you should also write something for your master."

After all, I asked about him.

Bai Zhe had no objection, but asked, "What do you want me to write?"

Wen Ran pretended to think about it, then pointed to a passage left by Yuelao and said, "Look, I asked you how your life was under my sect, you have to tell me well..."

Bai Zhe slightly hooked the corners of his lower lips, a hint of amusement flashed in his usually cold eyes, then he raised his eyebrows lightly, "Praise you?"

Wen Ran withdrew her fingers and looked at the ceiling: "Ahem, it's just stating the facts."

So Bai Zhe started to write obediently.

Embarrassed, Wen Ran leaned over to watch him praise herself, so she also wrote the part about herself and Qingfeng.

What should I write?

Let's start with the marriage between Tianlan and Uzuki.

He scratched his head and held back for a long time before he could hold back five or six lines. He turned his head to look at his apprentice, and found that Bai Zhe had already written an article eloquently.

This is the first time he has seen the other party's writing properly.

Bai Zhe has a cold personality, and his back is unbelievably straight when he writes, giving him the feeling that no one is close to him.However, when Wen Ranzhen went over to look at it, he realized——

It turns out that Bai Zhe's thick-skinned kung fu has long been more proficient than him!

Bai Zhe can be said to be at his fingertips, such as sinking fish and wild goose, closing the moon to shame flowers, outstanding figure, and elegant temperament. After Wen Ran dully scanned a long paragraph of his text, he finally confirmed: Bai Zhe was indeed writing about whether he, the master, wrong.

However, the words and sentences written on it made even him feel his face burn.

Wen Ran couldn't help but pushed Bai Zhe's shoulder: "Your writing is so fake!"

Let you boast, you can elevate it appropriately, but the words that the master overturned the evil dragon of the East China Sea into the sea as soon as he made a move, it is fake at first glance, okay?

Thinking of this, Wen Ran simply pulled out the brush from the opponent's hand.

"Don't let me write?" Bai Zhe raised his head slightly, looking directly at Wen Ran.

"... What you wrote is too fake!"

"The moon is covered by light clouds, and the pearls are flowing, like snow and white—" Bai Zhe simply recalled the words he just wrote.

Wen Ran was so angry that she planned to go directly to snatch Bai Zhe's unfinished letter paper.

"Is it fake?" Bai Zhe pressed the letter paper with one hand, stared at Wen Ran's beautiful eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wen Ran's face became hot when he saw it, and he hurried to grab it.

Unexpectedly, the other party grabbed the slender wrist.

Bai Zhe's strength is astonishing, which Wen Ran never realized.Probably because in the past, Bai Zhe's ruthlessness was aimed at other outsiders.

"Hiss...it hurts!" Wen Ran retracted her wrist, but the opponent's grip was tighter.

At this time, Qingfeng came into the room with a new stack of papers in his arms. Hearing Wen Ran's words, he asked strangely, "Why does it hurt?"

Only then did Bai Zhe slowly loosen Wen Ran's wrist.

I saw a red mark left on it.

…wanted to put more stamps on it.

Such a thought suddenly popped up in Bai Zhe's mind.

The author has something to say: preview of the next chapter~

Qingfeng; I heard that you will open a new dungeon in the next chapter?

Wen Ran: Yes.I love reading, reading makes me happy.

Qingfeng:?

Wen Ran: In the new dungeon, I am determined to be a top student.

Qingfeng:? ?

Wen Ran: After TvT, I found out that I am actually just a scumbag!

Qingfeng: Someone has to be the scumbag, but it just so happens that this person is you.So who is the master?

A certain ice cube face: I ▼_▼