Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

In a blink of an eye, the new year is approaching, and the Changqing School has been cleaned up and down, and the Spring Festival couplets and blessings have been pasted.

Now only Qi Jin and Yin Jiu were left on Xiumu Peak, sitting in front of the small medicine hut on the top of the mountain, with a stack of newly written Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters on the table.

"Master, today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will be celebrated in two days. The sound transmission paper crane in charge, Junior Brother Nan is also here. Why haven't they arrived yet?"

Qi Jin was holding a piece of blessing written by Yin Jiuxin, shaking it back and forth in the air to let the ink on it dry faster.

Yin Jiu held the brush in his hand, and made the last stroke: "There are still two days left, what's the rush?"

Qi Jin scratched his head, pursed his lips and smiled: "It's been a long time since I saw Elder Yuqing and Junior Brother Nan."

"Then I will trouble you to go to Hanlin Peak to post the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters I just wrote." Yin Jiu put down his pen and looked at his little apprentice with a smile on his face.

"No problem, master, wrap it on me!" Qi Jin raised his hand and patted his chest, grinning, revealing a row of neat little white teeth.

"Second Elder, count me in!"

Bo Yan's voice suddenly sounded.

When Yin Jiu and Qi Jin looked up, they saw that Bo Yan had changed into a brand new robe and ran over beaming.

"Okay, then just the two of you are together." Yin Jiu stretched his waist, and slumped into the rocking chair on his back, "You young people are still full of energy. Go ahead and help Yuqing and the others paste the Spring Festival couplets and blessings in advance Well, let them feel the New Year's atmosphere as soon as they come back."

"Okay!" Bo Yan responded, and Qi Jin and the two took a stack each, bid farewell to Yin Jiu, and went to Xiao Tingxun's Hanlin Peak to guard his sword.

Yin Jiu watched the figures of the two gradually disappear before his eyes, sighed softly, picked up the jug on the table, and went to the back of the mountain.

The cherry blossom forest on the back mountain is still there, and it looks like a hazy sea of ​​pink flowers from a distance.

Yin Jiu walked slowly through the cherry blossom forest with a flagon in his hand, and the petals fell on his shoulders and head.

At the end of this cherry blossom forest is a small tomb.

He sat down casually with the jug in hand, leaning against the stone tablet: "Ye Zi, today is 28, Master is here to see you."

Long before he met Wan Niang and took Qi Jin as his apprentice, he was always used to call Su Ye Ye Zi.

Later, on Xiumu Peak, it was not just the two of them. He felt that Su Ye was a big brother, and it seemed too casual to always call him that, so he gradually changed his name.

After a while, until Su Ye left, he never called again.

He took a sip of the wine on his back, and the spicy and mellow taste spread in his mouth.

Yin Jiu leaned against the stone tablet, and soon the jug was empty, he moved his fingers, and the jug was automatically filled again.

"Come, master toast you."

As he spoke, he bumped the wine jug against the stone tablet, filled most of the jug himself, and poured the rest in front of Su Ye's grave.

His head hangs down weakly against the stone tablet, and there is a light ding in his ear, something was knocked off and fell to the ground.

Yin Jiu raised his eyelids, and saw the small white jade gourd pendant lying on the ground, caught by a pale pink cherry blossom petal.

There was a sudden prick somewhere in the heart.He sighed, picked up the jade gourd, and held it in his palm.

It was a slightly cool touch, and he always had a faint feeling that the breath of Su Ye was still lingering on it.

"Junior Brother Ping Lan! Are you there? The senior brother of the sect master asked us to go over to discuss the 30th New Year's Eve dinner. If you are here, please answer me!"

Bai Chengyan's bluffing voice suddenly sounded outside the cherry blossom forest.

Yin Jiu regained his senses, put the little gourd back on his head, picked up the jug, and still walked out slowly.

"I'm over here!" he replied.

Soon, Bai Chengyan's footsteps were heard in the cherry blossom forest, getting closer.

"Hey, everyone is busy in the front, it's good for you, junior brother, come here to hide and be quiet!" Bai Chengyan saw him and slapped him on the shoulder.

Yin Jiu smiled: "I'm clumsy, what can I do to help you? I have already written the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters at Yuqing, and I have sent them to Qi Jin and Bo Yan."

"Okay, then let's go over quickly, the senior brother is still waiting in the silent hall!"

In a hurry, Bai Chengyan dragged Yin Jiu to Liuyun Peak with his sword.

The sea of ​​cherry blossoms all over the mountain gradually narrowed to a point, passing by under his feet, Yin Jiu looked at the side face of the nagging Bai Chengyan, pursed his lips, and smiled.

The Sri Lankan has passed away, and the only thing he can do now is to live the present moment.

Fortunately, the present world is stable.

……

On the other side, Qi Jin and Bo Yan also rushed to Xiao Tingxun's Hanlin Peak.

Opened the guard formation with the Changqing order, and went all the way to the top of the mountain.

The small bamboo house is hidden in a bamboo forest, and it is still the same as before.

It's just that maybe it's because no one has lived in it for a long time, so it looks extraordinarily deserted.

"Let's sweep the yard first, tidy up the room, and then post Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters." Bo Yan looked around and said.

Qi Jin put the stack of blessing characters in his hand on the small stone table in the courtyard: "Sure, anyway, if you move fast, it can be done before dinner."

Bo Yan nodded, and the two stopped talking and started cleaning.

Fortunately, Xiao Tingxun's small courtyard was simple, and his and Nan Heng's rooms didn't have too many decorations, so it wasn't troublesome to clean them up.

The two of them were busy for an hour, and after cleaning everything, they took out the blessing characters and Spring Festival couplets, starting from the fence gate of the small courtyard, and pasting them all the way inside.

"Brother Bo, take a look, is this correct?" Qi Jin gestured aside with the upper scroll.

Bo Yan stood a little farther away, squinting his eyes: "Well... a little further to the left, yes, it's almost there."

"Yo, Senior Brother Bo and Senior Brother Qi, you two are so hardworking, you even help post our Spring Festival couplets at Han Linfeng."

A familiar Lang Run's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Both Bo Yan and Qi Jin were taken aback for a moment, the movements of their hands stopped suddenly, and they turned their heads slowly together in unison.

Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun were standing a few steps behind them.

Not seeing each other for a few months, Nan Heng seemed to have grown a lot in stature, and was already a head taller than Xiao Tingxun.

Bo Yan and Qi Jin stared at them with rounded eyes for a while, and then they turned around together as if waking up from a dream, and bowed to Xiao Tingxun: "Elder Yuqing."

Xiao Tingxun nodded lightly: "I'm sorry to bother you. For the rest, I will come with Nan Heng."

"Elder Yuqing, why are you so polite?" Qi Jin shook the red stack of blessings in his hand, "Brother Bo and I are already very proficient in posting, and we can get it done in a while!"

After he finished speaking, Bo Yan stomped on him secretly, and was about to speak, but Bo Yan had already followed him and bowed to Xiao Tingxun.

"Actually, Junior Brother Qi and I have to go to Liuyun to help. These Spring Festival couplets and blessings were written by the Second Elder. Maybe we have to ask Junior Brother Nan to post them together with you."

After finishing speaking, he took the blessing character in Qi Jin's hand, stuffed it into Nan Heng's arms along with his Spring Festival couplets.

Then before the winking Qi Jin could open his mouth, he covered his mouth and ran down the mountain dragging him.

Nan Heng watched the two leave in a hurry, like two children who were caught doing something wrong, shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"The man ran away. Master, let's do the rest by ourselves?"

"Okay." Xiao Ting Xun replied.

In fact, he hasn't posted these booming things in many years.Probably...it probably started from the year when Murong Qing was not around.

Seeing his answer, Nan Heng picked up the paste plate that Bo Yan had placed on the ground, holding Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters in one hand, and the plate in the other.

"Master, do you want to paste it, or do you want to post it?"

Xiao Tingxun stared at the two things in his hand, hesitating.

Seeing this, Nan Heng made a decision for him: "Then, why don't we switch, I will post the ones in the yard, and wait for Master to post the ones in the bamboo building."

The corners of Xiao Tingxun's mouth curled up slightly, and he took the plate in his hand.

Nan Heng naturally took his hand, and the two of them entered the yard together, and spread out the Spring Festival couplets on the other side on the stone table. Xiao Tingxun dipped a brush into the paste and brushed the back meticulously.

In the blink of an eye, it was the New Year's Eve, and all the disciples of the Changqing Sect had changed into new clothes. In the pockets around their waists, instead of various pills, they were replaced with candy and snacks.

Last night, Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun drank until midnight in the Lingquan Pool behind the small bamboo building.

Once he is drunk, he likes to talk non-stop, from the time when he was three years old wearing open crotch pants in modern times, to when he read a book.

Xiao Tingxun also drank a lot, but he still had a sliver of reason, so he managed to coax Nan Heng, snatched the jug from his hand, and used the formula to understand the wine. room.

As a result, the next morning, the two of them slept until past noon.

When the two of them packed up and went to Liuyun Peak, the head of Shang, Bai Chengyan, and Yin Jiu had already prepared the dough and dumpling stuffing.

Bo Yan, Qi Jin, and several female disciples under Bai Chengyan's sect all gathered around in twos and threes, one rolled out the dough, the other made stuffing, and they all cooperated perfectly.

Seeing the two people coming in, Bai Chengyan waved excitedly: "Yuqing, Nan Heng, come quickly! The noodles and fillings are ready, come and make dumplings together!"

Nan Heng's eyes lit up, and he gathered with everyone to make dumplings for [-] nights. He had never experienced this kind of thing in modern times.

The orphanage was cold and cold, and the life teacher always filled the dumplings and distributed them to each child. Later, when they went to school, the place where they ate dumplings became the school cafeteria.

Xiao Tingxun wanted to refuse at first, but when he caught sight of Nan Heng's eager eyes, he nodded his head.

Bai Chengyan was overjoyed, and moved to the side to make room for him.

Xiao Tingxun went to wash his hands, sat down, picked up a round and thin dumpling wrapper, and wrapped it skillfully.

Nan Heng was looking forward to seeing how he would make the dumplings, so he stood behind him and watched for a while.

"Master, you can actually make dumplings?" He was a little surprised.

Because thinking of Xiao Tingxun folding paper butterflies into dragonflies, he never imagined that the dumplings he made were round, like cute little ingots.

"Yes." Xiao Tingxun put an ingot dumpling wrapped in his hand on the top of the lid next to it, and picked up another dough, "It's just that I haven't wrapped it for a long time."

Making dumplings was also taught by Murong Qing.His master, who is always smiling and occasionally offline, knows a lot and taught him a lot.

But since Murong Qing was gone, he put aside a lot of things he learned from Murong Qing.

Seeing Nan Heng standing behind him and watching, Xiao Tingxun handed him a piece of face: "You don't know?"

Nan Heng nodded in embarrassment.

But yes.Neither the original owner Nan Heng nor he seemed to have the opportunity to learn the skill of making dumplings.

"That's right, let Yuqing teach you." Yin Jiu rolled out another piece of round dough, raised his head and smiled at Nan Heng.

"That kid Qi Jin didn't know how to do it at the beginning, I taught him by hand. But in the end, it was still ugly after wrapping it up."

Upon hearing this, Nan Heng glanced at the table next to Qi Jin and Bo Yan.

Sure enough, the rows of dumplings on the top of the roof, big and small, strangely shaped, are simply horrible.

"Pfft." He couldn't help laughing.

After hearing this, Qi Jin didn't care, stretched out his white-faced hand and shook Nan Heng: "Junior Brother Nan, don't laugh, maybe your bag is not as good as mine!"

Nan Heng smiled slightly, and was somewhat sure of his hands-on ability in this area.

After all, since he left the orphanage and went to school alone, he has been living alone, and cooking is a basic life skill.

However, it is his shortcoming in the pasta.

"Anyway, just now the head said," Bo Yan also turned around and smiled at him, "Anyone who wraps something too ugly can cook it for himself. Brother Nan, come on!"

"Well, I'll try my best." Nan Heng also smiled back at him.

Then he sat down beside Xiao Tingxun and followed step by step.

It may be because the professor is Xiao Tingxun, he learns very quickly, although the package is not as good-looking as Xiao Tingxun's, but it is not ugly, and it is quite satisfactory.

Shang Min clapped his hands and said with a smile: "As expected of the person Yuqing personally selected, he can learn everything quickly."

"He is very good at cooking. If you want to make dumplings, it is easy to learn." Xiao Tingxun didn't listen to the movements of his hands, and his voice was flat and gentle.

"Sect Leader, I'm overwhelmed." Nan Heng paused for a while, hearing Xiao Tingxun's veiled praise, his cheeks were slightly hot.

Although there are many disciples of the Changqing sect, they all work together, and the dumplings are made quickly. When it gets dark, they are almost done.

Shang Min asked these inner disciples to send these dumplings to Grandma's village to cook, and eat them together at the reunion banquet in the evening.

The New Year of the Changqing Sect is basically a fixed process. The disciples of the inner and outer sects are all reunited, and small tables are set up on the Xianlu Terrace. Everyone sits together, and the elders in charge will not put on airs like usual , are sitting with the disciples.

When the meals are all on the table, Shang Min will talk about the major events of this year, make a summary, and talk about looking forward to the future as usual, and then the dinner can begin.

In the evening, as the sky darkened, Shang Min and the three elders used magic to light up the lanterns hanging on the Xianlu Terrace, and then covered a barrier to prevent wind and cold, and soon all the disciples were seated.

Nan Heng was sitting next to Xiao Tingxun, and the exquisite dishes were being served on the table in front of him, and everyone's lively voices were heard next to him, which made him feel a little unreal.

Shang Min cast the mantra of loudspeaker, and he had already spoken in front, and all the disciples in white school uniforms below focused their eyes on him.

Nan Heng also stared at him, suddenly there was a warm touch on his hand, he came back to his senses, and saw that it was Xiao Tingxun who squeezed his hand under the table.

"Master?"

"The banquet is over, why are you still in a daze?"

The lively voices in the ear gradually increased, and Nan Heng realized that Shang Min's speech had ended, and everyone had already shaken their cheeks and started eating.

"There are dishes you like." Xiao Tingxun said, and put a piece of braised pork into the plate in front of Nan Heng.

"Huh?" Nan Heng was taken aback, "Master, the Changqing school's vegetarian rules have been withdrawn?!"

Xiao Tingxun nodded: "Not seriously, the head just said that."

"Haha, I lost my mind by accident." He scratched his head in embarrassment.

When Shang Min was speaking on the board just now, he recalled all the things that happened during the time he traveled through the book in a trance, and he was distracted while feeling emotional.

There was another shrimp on the plate, Xiao Tingxun slightly bent the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, the headmaster always talks the same way every year, if you missed it this year, you'll have to listen to it next year."

"Well," Nan Heng nodded, "Maybe I have to listen to it for many years, maybe I can recite it in the future."

Xiao Tingxun pursed his lips and smiled.

He lifted the jug on the table and filled it up for Nan Heng and himself. When he looked up, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

The visitor was dressed in a green-brown long gown, his hair was tied up high, his figure was slender and well-proportioned, and his steps were brisk and leisurely.

Xiao Tingxun only glanced at it, but couldn't look away.

Seeing that the wine in his glass was overflowing, Nan Heng took the jug from his hand and put it on the table.

"Master, what are you looking at?" He asked.

Xiao Tingxun didn't answer.

Nan Heng frowned, followed his gaze, and was also shocked when he saw it.

I saw that man with long sleeves tugging at the ground, smiling as he walked through many disciples, many of those disciples just stared at him for a while, then looked away, drinking and chatting with their senior brothers.

The man walked to the center of Xianlu Terrace, walked up the steps slowly, and when he reached Nan Heng's table, he paused.

Looking at the young face he had seen in Xiao Tingxun's state of mind, Nan Heng was hesitating whether to call him master.

He heard Bai Chengyan's "Aww" from the opposite side: "Oh my god! Ghost... there is a ghost!"

The man in the green-brown clothes turned around immediately and walked towards Bai Chengyan.

"Master, is it really...?"

Nan Heng frowned, he still remembered that Murong Qing had helped them block Xia Zhougan's blow in front of him and Xiao Tingxun, and then his soul was blown away.

How could it be possible to suddenly appear on the Xianlu Terrace of Liuyun Peak?Could it be some other dirty thing in disguise?

"It's him." In the ear, Xiao Tingxun's voice was very firm.

"But, isn't the master already..."

Xiao Tingxun shook his head lightly, he didn't know why Murong Qing came back suddenly.

But he just concentrated his spiritual power to explore, and there is no unclean breath on this person, and he is a living person, and his spiritual power is very abundant, even more than then.

On the other side, Murong Qing had already sat down opposite Bai Chengyan with a smile.

"Eldest brother, we've been away for so many years, why do you call me ghostly when we meet? It's very hurtful."

"But...yes, not..." Bai Chengyan's eyes widened, but his words were confused, "Oh, but you are not, haven't you already..."

"I'm supposed to be dead, right?" Murong Qing flicked up his sleeves, unceremoniously reached out to pick up the jug on the table, and took a few gulps.

Then he said: "If you die, you can't live again?"

Bai Chengyan: ...

Do you think this is sleep?Fall asleep and wake up again.

Naturally, Shang Min and Yin Jiu also noticed this, but they were much calmer than the carefree Bai Chengyan.

The cup was full of wine, Shang Min and Yin Jiu looked at each other, they left the table together, and walked over to toast Murong Qing.

Murong Qing smiled and never refused anyone who came.

His side face was hidden under the colorful lanterns, as gentle and free as it was back then.

Afterwards, until the end of the reunion banquet, Xiao Tingxun hardly ate anything, holding the wine glass in his hand, his eyes stayed on Murong Qing.

Nan Heng rested his chin and stared at his master intently.

Although he knew that Murong Qing was Xiao Tingxun's master, but looking at Xiao Tingxun's eager and focused eyes, he somehow became jealous.

At midnight, the big wall clock on the top of Liuyun Peak rang twelve times, and thousands of disciples sitting in their seats all stood up in unison.

There was a sharp sound of "whoosh" in the ear, and the brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky, bursting into colorful colors.

On the Xianlu Terrace, there was cheering.

Xiao Tingxun also got up, but he looked through the all-white school uniforms in front of him, searching for the blue-brown figure.

There were too many people on the stage, Nan Heng was afraid of getting separated from him, so he held his hand through the cover of his robe sleeve.

There was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and Murong Qing's voice came from next to his ears: "Are you looking for me? This way."

Nan Heng turned his head abruptly, and Murong Qing was standing behind him with a slight smile, with his hands on his and Xiao Tingxun's shoulders, and at this moment, Xiao Tingxun turned his head together with him.

"Let's go, there are too many people here, it's inconvenient to talk." He said.

After speaking, he turned and walked into the crowd.

Nan Heng held Xiao Tingxun's hand tightly, and followed Murong Qing through the lively crowd. After many turns, he found that they came to a secluded open-air stand behind the silent regulation hall.

The location of the stand is very good. From this angle, it just avoids the shelter of the eaves and corners, and you can clearly see the brilliant fireworks on the Xianlu Terrace in front.

With his back facing the two of them, Murong Qing stood tall and tall.

Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun stood quietly not far from them, neither of them stepped forward.

"It's already here, why don't you come and talk?" Murong Qing turned her head and smiled at them, "Xiao Ah Xun, what's the matter? I haven't seen you for so long, you don't even miss me?"

From the corner of his eyes, Nan Heng caught a glimpse of two blushes on Xiao Tingxun's cheeks, and he turned his head calmly, pretending not to see it.

"And you," Murong Qing turned her gaze to Nan Heng, "I remember your name is Nan Heng, right? Oh my, I never thought that one day I would be able to see my little disciple and grandson."

Nan Heng: ...

As he said, he came forward with a smile, and held Xiao Tingxun and Nan Heng from left to right: "Come here, it's clear to watch the fireworks here."

But Xiao Tingxun obviously wasn't thinking about it, he stared at Murong Qing's side face, his brows frowning coldly.

Murong Qing finally found out belatedly, she reached out to poke the center of his brow, and rubbed gently: "Why are you so upset to see me?"

Xiao Tingxun didn't return him, but said: "Shall we go?"

"Hmm..." Murong Qing seemed to be thinking for a while in distress, "Although the Changqing School is also very good, the other side is also very good, or else..."

Before he could speak, Xiao Tingxun grabbed his wrist and dragged him aside.

"Hey, what are you doing? Little Ah Xun, you don't respect the teacher! Your apprentice is still here!" Murong Qing was dragged away by him, and she turned her head to look at Nan Heng frequently, "Xiao Heng'er, come and save me!" Your master!"

Nan Heng: ...

He helped his forehead and sighed helplessly. Although he was also very happy that Murong Qing came back, if the three of them lived together in Han Linfeng, it would be a hell of a lot of fun just thinking about it.

Not far away, Xiao Tingxun pulled Murong Qing and said something, Murong Qing smiled until her peach blossom eyes narrowed into slits.

After a while, he reached out and rubbed Xiao Tingxun's head, smiling lovingly, Nan Heng seemed to see his master glaring at Murong Qing with a cold face.

Well, I suddenly felt a lot better.

The fireworks exploded, and the firecrackers crackled for half an hour. It can be seen that Shang Min did not prepare a lot of fireworks and firecrackers this year.

Should be really happy.

It is rare for the Changqing sect today to have no curfew, and everyone gradually dispersed until dawn.

The three returned to Xianlu Terrace together, Murong Qing bid farewell to Shang Min, Bai Chengyan and Yin Jiu one by one, it was time for him to leave.

The blue-brown robe sleeves were waved, and a crane flew from the sky, its head held high, and it stopped in front of everyone.

Murong Qing jumped up lightly and waved at them.

"I'm leaving, you guys have a good New Year, this time I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any New Year's ceremony."

Bai Chengyan sniffed and wiped away his tears: "Sixth Junior Brother, what are you talking about? You are coming home from the Changqing Sect. What gift do you have prepared? You... When will you come back next time!"

"Next time..." Murong Qing narrowed his eyes, and looked at Nan Heng and Xiao Tingxun meaningfully, "It should be the time when their good things are coming."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch the top of the crane's head, and the crane raised its head and honked loudly, straight into the sky.

Nan Heng watched his figure disappear in the sky, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something extra in his palm.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he opened his palm and took a look. It was a small white bottle with the words "Replenishment Pill" written on it.

Listening to the name, it should be a pill for Xiao Ting to repair the spirit core.

Nan Heng shook his head helplessly, the two of them were still so awkward, it was just a gift, and they had to swindle around.

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Tingxun's voice suddenly came from next to his ear.

Nan Heng subconsciously hid the thing in his sleeve: "It's nothing. Master, it's almost dawn, shall we go back?"

Xiao Tingxun nodded.

The two bid farewell to Shang Min and the others, and Yu Jian went back to Hanlin Peak to rest.

On Jiaozang, Nan Heng stood behind Xiao Tingxun, hugging him from behind, resting his chin on his left shoulder.

"Master, why did the sect leader suddenly lift the ban on abstaining from meat?"

The warm breath lingered in his ear, a little itchy, Xiao Tingxun half-closed his eyes and turned away.

"Because once the two of them ate together, there was only the last piece of braised pork left on the plate..."

The two frolic and snatch the meat. It should be the man giving way to the woman, and finally watching the sweet ending that the woman eats happily, but Shang Min is a bit stuck in this aspect.

He ate the last piece of meat with a smile. Fortunately, Leng Changxi was not like an ordinary woman and didn't care much.

Just suddenly asked: "You like meat so much, if one day, you have to make a choice, if you have meat, you will lose me, if you have me, you will have no meat, then how do you choose?"

Shang Min just took it as a joke, and stretched out his hand to pinch Leng Changxi's cheek: "How come? What choice do you call this? Why can't you and eating meat coexist?"

"What if?" Leng Changxi blinked, with a little cunning on his face.

"Then...then I must choose you," Shang Min scratched his head and said, "I like to eat meat, but it's not that I can't live without eating meat. But without you, I might really not be able to live."

Leng Changxi's face was blushed by his sudden love words, the two of them still had a very affectionate meal after all.

"Later, when Leng Changxi committed suicide, the head of the sect suddenly issued a ban on abstaining from meat." Xiao Tingxun said.

Nan Heng: "At that time, he should regret it very much."

"Regret what?"

"I regret not giving up that piece of braised pork to Leng Changxi."

As Nan Heng said, he suddenly rubbed his head on Xiao Tingxun's neck: "Master, if one day I fall into the river with Master Zu, you will..."

"Murong Qing can swim, so I don't need to save him." Xiao Ting looked for a black line, "You are a majestic demon now, how can you still be drowned by water?"

"Haha," Nan Heng laughed dryly twice, not afraid of death, "Then... what if it was replaced by your original little apprentice?"

"No one will be saved." Xiao Tingxun pulled Nan Heng's claws around his waist with a straight face.

"Ah..." The answer exceeded Nan Heng's expectations, and he lowered the corners of his eyes somewhat disappointed.

I heard Xiao Tingxun continue: "I will choose whoever can climb up alive between you two."

Nan Heng: ...

This man did it on purpose!

"Then it's still me." Nan Heng reached out to hug him again in a compromised manner, "I got good grades in swimming class in college, so I should have a better chance of winning than him."

"Huh?" Xiao Tingxun pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Swimming lessons, what is it?"

Nan Heng pinched his chin, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips: "When we go back, I will explain to Master slowly."