[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Huaian didn't know the man's silent inquiry.

He only knew that he started to practice in a dream, and then quickly learned the art of transformation. He became like Grandpa Qiongshu, a miniature version of Qiongshu swaggering among the little demons, enjoying the joy of the little demons. wonder and admiration.

"An An, you are amazing!"

"An'an is great~"

"An'an, I want to learn too~!"

"An'an~"

"An'an~"

The voice like chanting suddenly awakened Huai'an, he suddenly woke up from the attention of everyone, and when he looked up, he saw Bai Luochen who hadn't seen him for a long time, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Master!"

Huai'an subconsciously grabbed the hem of the man's clothes, and desperately climbed up his clothes.

"Master! Master! You are finally out~ I miss you so much~"

His enthusiasm swept over like the rising sun, and seemed to melt the ice on his body. The man pursed his lips, allowing him to crawl from the bed to his lap, looking down at the boy's shining eyes.

Bai Luochen didn't know what expression to use to treat the boy in front of him who was not taller than his waist.

In the end, he chose to keep a cold face, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, tore him off his body, and reprimanded him, "Sit down!"

Huai'an subconsciously let go of his hand, sat quietly at the side, and looked at him resentfully: "Master~"

I haven't seen him for a month, Bai Luochen doesn't miss himself at all!

Thinking in this way, Huai'an was a little discouraged immediately, always feeling that his sincerity had been fed to the dog, and he was wronged and unwilling, so he grabbed his sleeve and shook it slightly: "Master, I miss you so much ~ Do you miss me?"

Bai Luochen looked down at the sparkle in the boy's clean eyes.

The sparkling autumn water, shimmering like rippling water, uninterruptedly stirred up the place in his heart that was like still water.

Huaian is acting like a baby.

Realizing this, the man pursed his lips and asked him, "What do you want to do?"

Huai'an froze slightly, retracted his hand embarrassingly, and pursed his mouth: "Master, how do you know what I want to do..."

The man stood up indifferently, brushed away the boy's hand, and said indifferently: "If it's for cultivation, then don't talk about it."

"why!?"

Huaian stared, subconsciously jumped off the bed, and stepped forward: "Master, did I do something wrong? Why are you not allowed to practice?!"

Bai Luochen frowned, dressed in white clothes, under his long eyelashes, frost and snow, as cold as winter approaching, almost roared out of his eyes, bringing with it an overwhelming storm.

Huaian was frightened, he stopped, and stood there dumbfounded.

The man closed his eyes, suppressed the anger gushing out of his heart, and suppressed, "If I'm not sure, I won't be sure!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around indifferently, and a stream of immortal energy surrounded the boy with a flick of his sleeves, causing him to fly back to the bed uncontrollably, leaving only a faint sentence of "Have a good rest" disappearing into the air.

Huaian was not reconciled.

He felt that he must have done something wrong, so Master disagreed.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that not long ago he had promised the fairy sister to secretly pinch a thousand-year-old ice lotus, and thought with some guilt: But I didn't really cut off the lotus!

Now it's all right, Sister Shenxian definitely doesn't believe in herself, not only that, but also annoyed Master.

The boy lay down for a while, then jumped off the bed neatly, and went to Qiongshu: "Uncle Qiongshu! Uncle Qiongshu!"

The gentle and elegant Qiongshu looked up at the original boy, and immediately stretched out his hands to take him with a smile: "An'an, you little guy, why are you free to look for me today?"

"Uncle Qiongshu, can you do me a favor?"

Huai'an withdrew from his arms, and whispered: "Can you help me to ask Master? I want to practice, Uncle Qiongshu~ Can you help me?"

The smile on Qiongshu's mouth froze slightly: "An'an, you..."

Huai'an looked at him eagerly, his shadow was reflected in those moist pupils, when you met his eyes at the first glance, you would feel that you were trapped in it and couldn't get out.

Because in it, you can see the cleanest color and the cleanest sky in the world.

Qiong Shu's heart began to ache again.

"An'an, it's not that Uncle Qiongshu doesn't want to help you, it's just..." He was powerless!

The head said that he would not allow it, and he also swore that even if he wanted to teach in private, he had to have the determination and perseverance to bear the punishment of heaven.

Of these two, he undoubtedly did not have them.

To them goblins, Heaven's Punishment is the most terrifying existence in the whole world - because it will make them lose their souls and never be reborn!

Looking at Huai'an, Qiongshu felt ashamed, ashamed of being greedy for life and afraid of death, ashamed of Huai'an's sincere feelings, ashamed of being... powerless.

He touched Huai'an's head, and said in a low voice: "An'an, can you...can you not practice?"

Huaian was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Qiong Shu and suddenly felt wronged.

"why?"

He was not reconciled.

Why don't you let him practice! ?

These two people who are closest to him in the world, why don't they let themselves practice? !

Qiong Shu sighed: "Even if you don't practice, we will accompany you, you...don't worry."

"I won't!"

"I won't!"

The rebellion in Huai'an's heart broke out immediately: "I want to practice! I don't care! Uncle Qiongshu, can you take me to practice!? Okay!?"

Qiong Shu quickly hugged the struggling boy, and said in a coaxing tone, "An An, be good, An An, don't make trouble. It's really not that Uncle doesn't want to take you to practice, it's really that you are not suitable for cultivation."

He lied to Huaian.

Huai'an's roots are actually better than he imagined.

But he couldn't help but lie. Telling such a lie made him suffer even in his heart: "And An An, do you really know what cultivation is?"

"If you practice, you will have to wake up before dawn to train, you can't eat, you can't take a bath, you can't play games, in addition to these, you have to run around the Palace of Heartlessness late at night. Think about it, are you really willing?"

Huaian hesitated for a moment.

He has been pampered by these people since he was a child, and he always eats when he is full, plays when he is full, and sleeps when he is done playing, day after day, year after year.

Hearing that it would be so hard and tiring after practicing, he immediately calmed down his inner emotions, frowned delicately, and asked Qiongshu: "Really?"

Qiong Shu nodded heavily: "Really."

Huaian pursed his lips and remained silent.

In the end, he still held a trace of unwillingness and left angrily.

Considering that Qiongshu would not agree to his cultivation, Huai'an simply took advantage of Bai Luochen's time of not retreating to harass him every day, wandering around Bai Luochen during the day, and sneaking into Bai Luochen's bed at night In the middle, Baba looked at the man who was practicing with his back turned to him, trying to use this method to make him compromise.

Tell him, he doesn't listen.

I can't bear to scold him.

Hit him, impossible.

Bai Luochen had no choice but to entangle him, so he simply gave up and let him, pampered him, and protected him.

But Huai'an was still not happy.

Because he began to realize that he had no other choice - because his life was saved by Bai Luochen.

He was a child raised by Bai Luochen.

In the entire Heartless Palace, except for Uncle Qiongshu and those goblins, he never saw anyone else.

Thinking of the fairy sister she met that day, Huaian suddenly had the urge to see her again.

Can……

The boy glanced at the man whose back was facing him. His back was very straight, like a pine and cypress standing on a cliff. Even if he was sitting there quietly, he was like a silent sleeping god, cold and noble.

Huai'an stretched out his hand, and carefully touched the hem of his clothes.

Bai Luochen was unmoved.

Huai'an became bold again, got out of the bed, and asked him in a low voice: "Master, are you...don't you sleep?"

The eyelashes of Bai Luochen's closed eyelids trembled slightly.

He heard the boy ask himself in a soft voice, "I... can't really practice?"

Huai An lowered his head in frustration.

He has persisted for more than two months.

If this continues, even Huai'an is not sure if he can continue.

He lay wearily behind Bai Luochen, with his fleshy face pressed against his back, as if he could get some comfort in this way.

Bai Luochen's fingertips trembled slightly, his brows frowned slightly, he finally endured it, let him lean on quietly, listening to his heartbeat, again and again, with the gurgling flow of blood, he was inadvertently shaken his heart.

He suddenly wanted to agree.

Not for anything else, just for his obsession.

However, just as his thoughts turned sharply, Huai'an suddenly murmured: "Forget it, if you don't practice, you don't practice."

At that moment, Bai Luochen couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, he savored it carefully, as if there was a trace of regret, but also as if there was nothing.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the empty air in front of him. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be covered by something, and gradually became a little ignorant dazed, as well as a little uneasy.

The matter of cultivation seems to have been revealed at this point.

Huaian once again returned to the state of heartless, eating and drinking.

Bai Luochen looked at him with fascination from time to time, staring at the open arms between his brows several times in a row, and finally made sure that he really let go, and then put it back with confidence.

In order to reward him for being obedient, Bai Luochen personally said, "I'll take you out to play."

Huai'an's eyes lit up instantly.

"really?"

Bai Luochen's heart softened: "Yes."

Huai'an smiled: "Master is awesome! I like Master the most!"

Bai Luochen's fingertips trembled, he turned his head hastily, lowering his eyes to hide the waves in his eyes.

When a drop of water splashes down, there are endless waves, constantly rippling...

But he caught a glimpse of the boy's ignorant appearance from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Huaian has no intentions, but he has intentions.

Bai Luochen reprimanded him in a low voice: "Don't say such things in the future!"

The cold emotion that came in a hurry stunned the boy, Huai An didn't even catch the hem of his clothes, just watched him fly away with ease.

Huaian looked back at Qiongshu blankly: "Uncle Qiongshu, did I do something wrong?"

Qiong Shu comforted gently: "No, you did nothing wrong."

The wrong person was Bai Luochen.

The gentle and elegant man in Tsing Yi looked at Bai Luochen's receding back, and a gloomy chill flashed across his eyes.

The author has something to say

Qiong Shu (Old Father Version Explosion): Bai Luochen, that pervert!To be in love with such a small child! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Huaian: Uncle!uncle!What is emotional?

Qiongshu: An'an, being emotional is not a good thing. You are obedient and practice hard, and you are not allowed to be emotional with your master in the future!

Huai'an (well-behaved): Oh, I see.

Bai Luochen (guilty): ...I didn't.

Qiong Shu: Hehe.