Master, he never speaks

Shen Qianche stood up straight with a downcast expression, and began to teach Zhu Ji how to practice swords.

I have to say that although the second senior brother is always convulsed, in terms of teaching, no one in the entire Destiny Sect can teach better than him.

The more difficult the sword art is, the more Shen Qianche can teach it. Coupled with Zhu Jixiu's clever little mind, he can learn ordinary sword skills in just one morning.

Shen Qianche: "Practice yourself for a while,"

Shen Qianche put away the sword, and sat down on the bamboo stool that Zhu Jixiu had sat on before. The little fox glanced at him and went to practice with the sword.

Shen Qianche looked at Zhu Jixiu for a few times, and found that the younger brother was focusing on the sword tactics, then he pulled his small bench and moved to Zhu Hanshuang's side, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes:

Shen Qianche: "Master, the talent of my junior brother is really terrifying!"

Ordinary sword formulas can be copied perfectly with just one glance, and even more difficult sword formulas can be learned immediately after reading it three times.

Is the learning ability of Yaozu so terrible?

Zhu Hanshuang raised her head and looked at the young man practicing sword seriously in the yard. The sunlight reflected on Xiao Jixiu's body. Every time he swung his sword, the cracked space seemed to seep into sunlight, mixed with the leaves blown by the wind on the ground. Every move is elegant and spiritual.

As expected of the protagonist, the talent is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Only the two idiots in front of him can fight Zhu Jixiu, and the others can't touch Zhu Jixiu's clothes at the end of the novel.

With just one glance, Zhu Hanshuang withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at it with confidence.

He flipped through the book for a while, staring at Shen Qianche who was shaking his head, suddenly thought of something, after hesitating for a while, he still said:

Zhu Hanshuang: "The day after tomorrow..."

Hearing this, Shen Qianche raised her head, and instantly understood what Zhu Hanshuang meant.

Shen Qianche: "Master I know, the day after tomorrow is his birthday, I will go."

Shen Qianche's brows softened, and thousands of tenderness welled up in his eyes, as if hiding one after another little stars, each of which was expressing joy.

But Zhu Hanshuang pursed her lips slightly, and looked at Shen Qianche disapprovingly.

He knew that Shen Qianche had someone he liked.

He knew who that person was.

At the same time, Zhu Hanshuang was even more aware of that person's attitude towards Shen Qianche.

When that person celebrated his birthday last year, Shen Qianche spent a lot of effort to catch a six-tailed civet, and presented the civet to that person like a treasure.

In order to catch the six-tailed civet, Shen Qianche also suffered from cold poison. The cold poison was extremely strange, and there was no antidote for it, which caused Shen Qianche to suffer from the root cause of the disease. Every time he used his spiritual power, he felt cold all over his body.

But Shen Qianche never complained. When Zhu Hanshuang fed him medicine, blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled at Zhu Hanshuang with a playful smile, saying:

Shen Qianche: "It's okay, Master, I don't hurt."

How could it not hurt?

The coldness penetrated into the bone, and it was a continuous pain.

Unexpectedly, when Zhu Hanshuang opened the door the next day, she saw a dead body that had been completely cooled at the gate of Jiange.

When the civet died, its eyeballs protruded, and there was panic in the eyes.

Zhu Hanshuang stared blankly at the cat, feeling cold and stiff all over, feeling a little sour in her heart, feeling worthless for Shen Qianche.

In the eyes of that person, the whole heart of his apprentice is nothing more than a pool of dung.

After a while, Zhu Hanshuang took a deep breath, cremated the civet's body, and turned back to the house.

I saw Shen Qianche nestled in the quilt, with half of his face buried under the quilt. He was a lot thinner, with a sick look between his brows and eyes, but his eyes were bright, like fireflies burning with light at night. People are full of expectations and ask:

Shen Qianche: "Master, does he like that cat?"

Zhu Hanshuang paused while holding the medicine bowl, her hair slid down her shoulders, covering the expression on her face, her throat felt bitter, her hands holding the spoon became tighter and tighter, and she said "hmm" for a long time. :

Zhu Hanshuang: "He likes it very much."

If possible, Zhu Hanshuang hopes that Shen Qianche will never meet that person in his life.

On the contrary, Shen Qianche, no matter how deeply the person he likes hurts him, he will always be smiling, the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he gets, getting up from the ground again and again.

Shen Qianche: "Master, what do you think I should give him this time? Last year I gave him a civet cat, last year I gave him an extremely high-quality pill furnace, last year I gave him very precious medicinal materials , he is a medicine repairer, what else can I give him..."

While talking, Shen Qianche supported his chin with one hand, stared at the stone on the ground seriously, and fell into deep thought.

Zhu Hanshuang glanced at him, and the more she looked at her, the more she felt that this second apprentice was really loved and hated, and she couldn't help feeling angry, and couldn't help but kicked him off the stool.

Shen Qianche: "Oh!"

Shen Qianche fell to the ground and yelled, then quickly raised her head and looked at Zhu Hanshuang aggrievedly, saying:

Shen Qianche: "Master, why are you kicking me!"

Zhu Hanshuang didn't bother to talk to him, so she simply lifted the book up to block her view.

Shen Qianche didn't understand Zhu Hanshuang's anger, and raised her hand pitifully, trying to pinch the corner of Zhu Hanshuang's clothes.

Unexpectedly, a sword suddenly crossed in front of him.

Zhu Jixiu lowered his head, shook the sword in his hand, and tapped Shen Qianche's finger with the tip of the sword.

He signaled Shen Qianche to stay away from the master, and not to use his hands and feet every day.

The shameless second senior brother was extremely wronged. He looked at Zhu Hanshuang who didn't want to talk to him, and then at the younger junior brother who was extremely indifferent to him. He couldn't help feeling sad, and gritted his teeth and said:

Shen Qianche: "Zhu Jixiu, you wait! When the big sister comes back, someone will take care of you!"

Zhu Jixiu glanced at him, and this time directly poked Shen Qianche's face with a little baby fat with the tip of his sword, and said:

Zhu Jixiu: "Second senior brother, can you be more mature and stop being childish like the baby fat on your face."

This sentence directly took away Shen Qianche's health, and made the second senior brother who was already convulsed indirectly cry "嘤嘤嘤" to stand up from the ground, hugged Zhu Jixiu, and went back and forth Rubbing his fox ears back, humming and chirping:

Shen Qianche: "Junior brother, how can you kill your brother? If you do this again, I won't take you to school in the afternoon..."

Hearing this, Zhu Jixiu frowned, turned his tail to the left, avoided Shen Qianche's sneaking hand, pushed Shen Qianche's face away in disgust, and asked:

Zhu Jixiu: "School?"

Shen Qianche: "That's right, every disciple of Destiny Sect has to go to the school to learn exercises and other things they are interested in. The school of our Destiny Sect is still very powerful."

At first Zhu Jixiu thought that Shen Qianche was just talking, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually drag him to the school in the afternoon.

Before leaving, Zhu Jixiu did not forget to take a pill to hide his ears and tail.

Shen Qianche flew with the sword, and asked Zhu Jixiu to stand behind him, blocking most of the wind for him.

Zhu Jixiu: "What is that?"

Zhu Jixiu looked up, and there was a faint fairy mist floating in the sky, surrounded by layers, but above the fairy mist, the sun was shining brightly.

He narrowed his eyes, the Yaozu's eyesight has always been very strong, Zhu Jixiu vaguely saw the outline of a door in the sun.

But he couldn't see clearly what the door looked like.

Shen Qianche looked in the direction Zhu Jixiu was pointing at, then looked away without any surprise, and explained:

Shen Qianche: "That's the gate of the way of heaven. According to legend, whoever can open that door will become the new way of heaven and control the life and death of all things in the world. Just take a look at the gate of my junior brother. After all, no one has yet opened it. I can get the key."

Even their master, the number one swordsman in Kyushu, couldn't get the key.