Demon Emperor's Young Demon Queen

"Little Yezi, come back."

The white figure who was standing on tiptoe and clawing at the door was visibly frightened when he heard the familiar voice. This time he was caught straight, and he couldn't remember how many times this was.

The chubby man who was caught quickly put down his toes and straightened up, but the chubby face was still wrinkled and twisted into a ball.

"Master, I just want to make you a pot of tea."

The bitter little face turned into a sunflower with a smile when he turned around, but his fingers pinched the sleeves on both sides uncomfortably.

The man meditating with his lapels slowly opened his eyes. His flowing black hair was tied up with a silver-white headdress, and cloud patterns were embroidered on the corners of his skirt. Annoyed, but listened very carefully.

With a wave of his hand, there was already a teacup on the table, steam was rising from the purple clay pot, and the fragrance of tea could be smelled after a while, he picked up the teapot leisurely, poured it into the Two cups of tea, push one to the other side of the tea table.

Sure enough, the whiteness came back from the door immediately, and he sat in front of the table with a wink, picked up a cup of tea that had already been poured, and took a decent sip.

The snow tea of ​​Tianxiang Peak is made from the tenderest buds on the peak of Tianxiang Peak covered by snow in early March. Not to mention how complicated the production process is, the terrain of Tianxiang Peak is steep, and the peak is even more dangerous, so the tea is made The successful Yu Xue tea can be said to be hard to find.

Wen Li filled his teacup again, and the young man's eyebrows were knotted. Although the tea was very good, he really didn't like to drink it.

He took another sip and couldn't bear the astringent taste, stuck out his tongue secretly, and then said solemnly: "Master, how can I ask you to pour me tea, am I planning to make a pot of tea for you to honor you?" Well."

Wen Li smiled without saying a word, he had a lot of thoughts, he found hundreds of reasons to go out in the past few days, and the number of times he wanted to sneak out while he was not paying attention was countless.

It's just that the way of escaping is always clumsy, and he gets caught every time, or he deliberately catches him every time.

Wen Li raised the corners of his lips calmly, his calm eyes flickered with amusement, but he looked like a good and understanding master, and said: "It's really embarrassing for Xiao Yezi to have such painstaking efforts. "

The boy who behaves well after begging for cheap will naturally climb up the pole, his round eyes smile into a small crescent, and he asks flatteringly: "Since I am very good, can Master let me go out?"

"No."

The boy's smile immediately froze, he could see it, this person had already seen that he was going out, and he still said that, he simply tore off the mask of the good student on his face, slammed the table, stood Get up and reveal your true nature.

"Will you let me go out? Don't think that you are my master and I will be afraid of you. If you don't let me go out, just tell me! Why are you laughing at me like that!"

Wen Li took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "Oh? Didn't the teacher just say that you are not allowed to go out?"

He really said, Song Yexi muttered in his heart, suddenly lost the unreasonable aura just now, the whole person's aura could not help but weakened, but he was still stubborn and refused to admit his mistake, but he was still no match for Wen Liping, who was as calm as water The attitude is like punching cotton with nowhere to go.

The young man lost his aura just now, and immediately became sullen like a docile puppy with his head down, lying on the table and pulling Wen Li's clothes, and said embarrassingly: "Master, you can't do this, you can't keep me grounded, We can't break our mentor-student friendship just because of an outsider, are you right?"

Wen Li asked back: "Then what do you think about being a teacher?"

"You are my master, aren't you?" The small eyes were slightly squinted, like two small moons, still shining with light, revealing a little wit.

This is obviously very useful to Wen Li, Wen Li took a sip of tea, nodded and said: "Not bad."

"Should a master protect his apprentice?"

"Well, how to protect it then?"

"For example, if I am in danger, you have to save me, if I do something wrong, you have to protect me, if I fight with others, you have to favor me, don't look at me, this is not protecting my shortcomings, this is called... ..."

Song Yexi suddenly couldn't remember what it was called. After mumbling for a long time, she suddenly realized, "This is the fault of the teacher who is not strict in teaching. The master is so powerful, I definitely don't want others to say that about you, right?"

What kind of nonsense is this? It's completely unreasonable for me to drag him together. I clearly intend to use him as a shield. It's reasonable, but this kid was brought up by himself, so how could he be killed by Song Yexi's words? Never stop getting angry.

Wen Li asked back: "Oh? So..."

"That's why we want the master and the apprentice to be of the same mind."

Song Yexi frowned with an impassioned and righteous look, not like someone who did something wrong.

Now Wen Li more or less understood why he needed a master, and he didn't know who had instilled such twisted thoughts in his little head.

"Three Character Classic." He got up, looked down at Song Yexi who was still sitting there stupidly, and said with a smile, "A thousand times."

A thousand times, a thousand times, a thousand times...

These three words echoed in Song Yexi's head like a mantra. He heard it right, a thousand times, and he would die if he finished copying it. No, he would die if he didn't finish copying it.

Song Yexi rushed over and was about to hug Wen Li, and then resorted to his usual cheating tricks, but Wen Li didn't give him a chance at all, and after a little flash and some mana, Song Yexi rushed straight to the pillar, froze with his forehead Knocked out a small bag.

He clutched an extra red envelope on his forehead, got up from the ground pitifully, and said with a bitter face: "No, Master, where did I say something wrong?"

"Teaching is not strict." Wen Li shook the corners of his clothes, and hooked the corners of his mouth without leaving any traces, "I'm already sixteen and still don't understand the Three Character Classic, so let's write it a few more times and slowly understand it." Song Yexi was aggrieved Regretted in his heart, he knew that this sentence would not be used, but he hadn't thought of other reasons yet.

"Master, my hand will break after I finish writing."

"I'll pick it up for you as a teacher. It just so happens that my medical skills are not bad. I haven't used it for a long time. It's a good time to practice my hands."

Song Yexi really wondered if this was her real master. Was it really this person who picked him up and adopted him back then?He felt that it was more likely that Wen Li would throw away an abandoned baby.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a thin white and slender arm: "Master, you see that I have been beaten and injured, so don't punish me."

"Beating?" Wen Li saw that he was not injured at all, and he was so energetic that he wanted to escape all day long. He was more energetic than anyone else, but he didn't realize that he was the one who was beaten.

Song Yexi rolled up her sleeves again, pointed to a small piece of green on her slender arm, and moved it towards Wen Li's eyes as if asking for credit.

Wen Li took a serious look, there was indeed a small piece of bruise, rubbed his fingertips lightly, nodded: "Yes, indeed."

His fingertips were slightly cool, as moist as jade fat. As he rubbed the small piece, Song Yexi was secretly delighted. Master had always loved him dearly, so he would definitely not punish him this time.

Wen Li moved his hand away, and gently put down Song Yexi's sleeve: "By the way, don't forget that it is the Three Character Classic a thousand times, no less than one time."

"Ah... Master, you haven't forgotten."

"Well, I didn't forget."