Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

Xie Ling brought back Xiao Xun's receding arm, wrapped gauze twice around him, and tied a pleasing knot.

"Put on your clothes." The movements of his hands were gentle, but Xie Ling said in a cool tone, "What do you want me to praise you for?"

Xiao Xun did as he said, pulled up his inner and outer clothes, tidied them up, straightened his sitting posture, lowered his eyes, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I made Master worry."

"The rules of the Dianshi Society, you can be injured, but you can't be seriously injured, let alone killed. There is no danger of life, so what do I have to worry about?" Xie Ling said calmly, turned around, and put the things on the table Put away one by one.

Xiao Xun couldn't help laughing when he heard Xie Ling's words, and said along the way: "Yes——Master is not worried about me, he just sent Yungui to Qixuan Peak to pick me up quickly."

After finishing speaking, the joking expression on his face faded, and his expression became solemn: "Thank you, Master."

Xie Ling looked at him.

God gave this young man extraordinary treatment.He looks very good, whether it is the lazy expression or the seriousness at the moment, they all look like a painting, and few people can compare with him.Xie Ling picked him at the beginning, firstly because he was extremely unreliable at the time, and secondly because he was pleasing to the eye.

In front of good-looking people, you can't hold your face for too long.

"No thanks." Xie Ling flicked his sleeves and left the guest bed.Although he stopped pulling a cold face, his tone was still calm.

"Now that you have entered the Quiet Realm, you can start to practice the method of controlling the sword and controlling the wind." He walked to the desk and sat down, picked up the book he was reading before, and said while opening it.

"You have learned the basics of swordsmanship quite well, so you can continue to learn. There are four kinds of swordsmanship in the next stage. With your personality, I think you have already understood them. All four swordsmanship books are on the bookshelf. Go pick one. suitable.

"It's time for you to change your sword. After the stone meeting, go to Jianfeng and find a good one."

It was rare for Xie Ling to say so many words at one time. After hearing this, Xiao Xun slowly went over to look for it.Mr. Xuesheng's bookshelf was clearly classified, and he quickly came to the four sword books, swipe his fingers to the spine of the books, and picked out the "Bihai Chaosheng Sword Art" among them.

He didn't get the book like last time and started to flip through it—he stuffed the book into his sleeve and returned to the guest bed.

This guy has always been unconstrained in front of Xie Ling, but now that he is injured, he is even more presumptuous, leaning over and lying down.

The guest couch is on the left side of the main couch, with its back facing the long table in front of the east window and facing the book wall.Xiao Xun lay on it, his eyes wandered aimlessly for a moment, and he reached out to remove the high ponytail on the back of his head.The silver hair was scattered in a mess, and the tie of the hair was the same color as the clothes, red like a smear of fire, he hooked it with his fingers, and circled it one by one.

After an unknown amount of time, the light in the room dimmed, and the darkness spread, filling both near and far.Xiao Xun heard the sound of turning the pages of a book from behind, and sighed in his heart: the light is so dim, and the lamp is not turned on for reading.

Xiao Xun intends to attract Xie Ling's attention.He thought for a while, then raised his injured hand, over the back of the guest couch, to where Xie Ling could see, waved it slowly, and called out slowly: "Master."

Xie Ling cast a slight glance at his paw: "Say what you have to say."

"Master, my hand is injured and I can't cook anymore." Xiao Xun said shaking his hand.

"Then?"

"Then--"

Xiao Xun's voice stopped.He turned over rustlingly, changed from a lying position to a kneeling position, put his chin on the backrest, hung his hands out, faced Xie Ling, bent his eyes and smiled and said, "Master, let's go to Shilaifeng for dinner." ?”

"Go by yourself." Xie Ling refused to be straightforward.Going to Shilai Peak with Xiao Xun, it is inconvenient to wear the magic weapon of disguise on his body, and he cannot use his spiritual power to control his sword, and he travels on a turtle, which is too eye-catching.Of course he wanted to eat dinner, but being talked about was something he didn't want even more.

Xiao Xun straightened his upper body a little bit, and lay on the backrest, his silver hair was scattered casually, his dark eyes stared straight at Xie Ling, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Master—" Xiao Xun elongated his tone, didn't say any extra words, and just shouted these two words.

The wolf cub has now turned into a dog cub, and whenever Xie Ling slackens and backs down, he grabs at that point and entangles him, wagging his tail constantly, trying to push his limits.

How did you raise such an apprentice?Xie Ling ignored him, and didn't even bother to look at him.

"division--"

As soon as Xie Ling looked away, Xiao Xun started shouting again.

knock knock knock.

A knock on the door came from the door of the Taoist Temple.

Xie Ling raised his eyebrows, and Xiao Xun's voice stopped abruptly.

Xie Ling turned her head in the direction of the main entrance of the Daoist Hall.

Opposite him, Xiao Xun raised the corner of his lips and said with a smile: "The one who knocked on the door at this time should be Junior Brother Feng Lue. He must have won the competition."

Xiao Xun turned around and got down on the bed, straightened his robe a little, and said: "I'll go and open the door for him."

"En." Xie Ling replied.

Xiao Xun walked out of the front hall and walked towards the main entrance.

Then Xie Ling sat here alone.He tilted his head and glanced around, thinking that the room was really dark.

Reading under such light, no matter how good your eyes are, it will be ruined. Xie Fenglian appeared just in time.He put a bookmark in the book he was reading, closed it and put it aside, sat back on the main bed, closed his eyes and meditated.

Xiao Xun's steps followed his personality very loosely, and after a while, he brought Xie Fenglue in from the outside.

Stepping into the main hall, he still had a sense of mastery, pinched out a fire talisman, and lit all the lamps, big and small, in the room.

The hazy yellow light filled the hall, and water-like light dripped from the floor tiles.Xie Ling's figure was shrouded in the light, light and darkness were clearly and blended on him, the indigo clothes hung outside the couch, swayed slowly by the wind, the whole person was calm and cold.

Xiao Xun stared at him for a moment, then couldn't help but relax his hands and feet.

"Mr. Xuesheng, this disciple has won the second round of competition." Xie Feng Luo walked up to Xie Ling, bowed solemnly, and said.He came here as soon as he got off the stage, his robes had not been changed in the future, and there were still wrinkles from the fighting.

Xie Ling opened his eyes and looked at him, then nodded slightly: "Not bad."

He asked again, "Are you injured?"

Xie Fenglue laughed lightly, shook his head and replied, "Thank you Xuesheng Lord for your concern, the disciple was not injured."

"That's good." Xie Ling said.

The exchanges between Xie Ling and Xie Fenglue were always on various cultivation methods such as swordsmanship, kung fu, and mental techniques, and the occasional chat was in response to a certain situation.Now that the words that fit the situation are all finished, I feel a little embarrassed for a while.

Fortunately, there was Xiao Xun standing next to him.

He tilted his head slightly, showing the intention of bringing Xiao Xun into the conversation, and said: "Both of you have worked hard today."

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a fight, it's just to stretch your muscles." Xiao Xun answered with a snort.

He was standing on the left side of the main couch, Xie Ling was sitting on the right side, and there was a lamp stand on that side, so it was inconvenient for him to go there.But he was very close to the small table in the center of the Luohan couch, and while talking, he naturally and familiarly took out a plate of dim sum and placed it on top.

Seeing Xiao Xun's actions, Xie Fenglue frowned indistinctly, glanced at Xiao Xun, and turned his eyes back to Xie Ling's face - Xie Ling didn't respond to what Xiao Xun did, obviously he was used to it.

Xie Ling is more used to Xiao Xun's casual and somewhat proud temperament, but now he did not follow Xiao Xun's words, but said: "It's not early, today's dinner, the two of you go to Shilaifeng to eat Bar."

"Yes." Xie Fenglue pursed his lips, feeling confused.

Xiao Xun also said "OK" and responded.

"There is still a competition to come, take a good rest and recharge your batteries." Xie Ling's eyes fell on Xie Fengxuan, and he was speaking to him.

"As for you—" Xie Ling looked at Xiao Xun, "Since your muscles and bones are active, you will practice the sword a few more times tonight."

Xiao Xun opened his eyes wide, then lowered his shoulders: "Yes, Master."

More complex emotions came to Xie Fenglue's heart, and he lowered his eyes to cover it up.At this time Xiao Xun raised his chin towards the door, and asked Xie Fenglue with a smile: "Junior Brother, shall we go?"

"Farewell, disciple." Xie Fenglue took a deep breath, bid farewell to Xie Ling, then turned around, raised his hand and pointed outward: "Senior Brother Xiao, please."

The two left the temple side by side.

The setting sun is like blood stained, falling toward the west mountain.The tired birds return to their nests, and the evening wind blows away the heat.

Among the thirteen peaks in the human world, Shuhe Peak is the quietest.Xie Feng, one of He Feng's disciples, had been in the quiet state for some time, and he was far away from the Taoist hall on the peak, so he changed his pace to keep pace with Xiao Xun, loosened his hand holding the sword hilt, and stepped on the sword.

Xiao Xun was not behind, he flicked his sleeves outwards, threw out a sword, stepped up, and rushed to the sky.

The sleeve robe and hair were blown up and down by the wind, and the rose red glow was everywhere, as if to engulf them.

There was a distance of two or three zhang between the two, but after a short time, they walked out of Hefeng.Xie Fengxuan turned his head and looked at Xiao Xun, hesitant to speak several times, but finally couldn't help saying: "Senior brother Xiao broke through the realm today, today he is able to control the sword, the speed of cultivation is really astonishing."

Hearing this, Xiao Xun smiled modestly: "Where is it? There are people wielding swords everywhere in the sect. If you see a lot, you will naturally learn quickly. Besides, is it different for Junior Brother Feng Lue to learn quickly?"

The conversation between the two ends here.Xie Fenglue looked flatly into the distance, and his mind and mood returned to Xie Ling.

Compared with the past, Master has changed a lot.

Because of Xiao Xun?It seems that it can only be because of Xiao Xun.

From the day of the entry trial to now, the time is not too long.But Xie Ling was used to having Xiao Xun by his side, and to some of Xiao Xun's actions and behaviors, and they even had a tacit understanding in speaking.And Xie Ling had nothing to say to him.

Xie Fengxuan didn't like this very much, very... unwilling to accept it.

He is irritable.

There was silence all the way, and the two drew their swords in front of Shi Laifeng cafeteria at the same time.

The smell of food mingled with the wind.This place is as lively as ever, with a continuous stream of people, talking and laughing all the time.

But Xiao Xun took a step and stopped.

Xie Fengxuan called his name: "Xiao Xun."

"Although Mr. Xuesheng wants us to eat together, I think you won't mind if you and I sit separately." Xie Fenglue said indifferently.

Xiao Xun said "ah" and turned his head, flicked his sleeves, his eyes curved slightly: "Of course I don't mind."

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