The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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He can guarantee that he really didn't know that Jiang Shuyu was standing there, otherwise he wouldn't dare to encourage his son to kill Lao Tzu with a hundred courage!

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet, Xie Yang made mental preparations for a long time before he forced a smile on his face, slowly turned his head and got up...

People have been dead for a long time, and they are slow. Although Jiang Shuyu walks lightly, it's not that he didn't even notice that someone was approaching.

Fortunately, Jiang Shuyu had a cold face and didn't even look at him. He just lowered down and hugged Jiang Miaomiao out, and patted his adopted son on the back gently: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Miaomiao hugged his slender neck tightly, and said slowly, not convincingly: "Okay."

Jiang Shuyu didn't get entangled in this, so he walked back with him in his arms, while talking about what happened in Baiyu Palace just now: "There is something evil in Yaoxin City, I need to go, and you will come with me tomorrow."

"Me?" Xie Yang asked, pointing at himself.

Jiang Shuyu didn't speak, that was the default meaning.

Everyone in Yaoxin City is a healer, although they are also monks, but their spiritual power ranks the lowest among the four sects. During the battle, they are supported by the rear. When they are free, other sects help each other, and their small days are considered comfortable.

Even so, the power of Yaoxin City in the Three Realms should not be underestimated.

Xie Yang: "What kind of evil do you need to go in person?"

Jiang Shuyu shook his head: "I don't know the root cause, but I don't know what it looks like. It just said that it appeared for no reason a few days ago, and it hurt many citizens invisibly."

No wonder, the old man Huangfuji wanted to save face. There was an evil spirit in Yaoxin City for no reason. Instead of letting the other three sects spread the matter, it would be better to come to Jiang Shuyu, a strong and indifferent dumb fairy teacher.

"You go... to learn more." Jiang Shuyu inexplicably added.

Xie Yang disdained: "Whoever wants to gain some knowledge with you, I will run away when I find an opportunity."

Even though he thought so, he still had a doggy smile on his face and agreed.

The mountain wind passed through the border, although it was much smaller when it hit the barrier, but Jiang Miaomiao shivered violently when the cold air wrapped in snow entered her clothes.

He shrank even tighter into Jiang Shuyu's arms, and finally said with a sob: "Daddy, I don't want to go back with him, I just, I just don't understand...why are there so many people in the world, but I'm the only one who grows up?" A mole..."

Jiang Miaomiao's voice is very low, with intermittent choking between his words. He is only ten years old, but he has been criticized because of a mole. Perhaps his so-called "disgusting" and "unreasonable" are just hoping that others will pay more attention to him Just a glance.

Jiang Shuyu stopped and touched Jiang Miaomiao's head with one hand. He didn't know how to comfort others at all, but his movements were gentle.

On the contrary, Xie Yang couldn't be more angry.

"Since God has given you something you don't like, then it will definitely give you something good. For example, your swordsmanship has long been comparable to that of your peers. So what if those people don't have moles? Isn't it true that you don't even have half a cent of your cultivation?" Not enough? In my opinion, they are mediocre themselves, and they are jealous of your specialness!"

After talking a lot, he just stopped, and let out a heavy "hum", maybe it was because he had watched this kind of scene too much before, and he couldn't stop it when he vented it for a while.

Jiang Miaomiao was finally willing to lift her red eyes from Jiang Shuyu's shoulder sockets, but it was a pity that Xie Yang buried them back just as he wanted to smile at him.

"..."

Ruthless and unjust, I have been a cheap mother for you for a few days.

Xie Yang's good intentions were not responded to, he was so angry that he simply looked away.

He wanted to look at the rabbit, the dog, or even the flowing water in the lead pond, but for some reason, his eyes were fixed on the "enemy" and he couldn't get off.

I didn't realize it a few days ago, but now he has a round Jiang Miaomiao hanging on his body, and I feel that Jiang Shuyu's once very strong shoulders have lost a lot of weight, and his waist is so thin that it seems that one arm can wrap it around...

Xie Yang suddenly remembered that 14 years ago, when he first entered Changliu Mountain, in order to please Jiang Shuyu, he always prepared delicious food for him. He took the prepared food and searched from room to room, and he had to pester him to eat all the things he made before finishing.

That day, he didn't cook for a long time, and just waited in front of the door of the sword room to block people. Jiang Shuyu got used to the punctual hot meals every day, and he walked out by himself when the time came.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, the sunlight shone into the slightly gloomy cabin, followed by Xie Yang's suddenly smiling face.

"hey-hey……"

The small white canine teeth flashed in his mouth, Xie Yang took Jiang Shuyu's arm to prevent him from escaping: "Master, come with me to the restaurant at the foot of the mountain for lunch, otherwise how will others know that you are as suave as I am?" Disciple? Let's go, let's go, even if it's just to show off!"

Jiang Shuyu has long been used to Xie Yang's overly intimate words and deeds, so even if he suddenly appeared behind the door, he was not frightened.

His eyes glanced around between Xie Yang's empty hands, to make sure that there was really nothing, he would back away, not to mention Xie Yang's begging for nothing.

"Hey... I beg you, good master, the senior brothers at the foot of the mountain said that you don't love me at all, so come with me and slap them all!"

Xie Yang's whole body was "embedded" in the crack of the door, and a pair of peach blossom eyes pretended to squeeze out a few tears that didn't exist. He couldn't believe that his master didn't feel sorry for him.

Jiang Shuyu really didn't close the door again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie Yang jumped up from the ground, took his hand and dragged it cheerfully, coaxing and tricking him all the way down Changliu Mountain...

In front of the restaurant, Jiang Shuyu still hesitated, and said seriously: "You can't slap them."

"Of course, of course, I'm talking nonsense!" Xie Yang led him into the restaurant, not too happy, "Let's eat meat later! Master earned it himself!"

He made a bet with others, saying that he could bring down the "Master Huang Hua" who never walked out of the gate all day long. If others didn't believe him, he would show them.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Shuyu entered the door, the sound of breathing in the restaurant rang out one after another.

Xie Yang stretched out his finger and hooked it twice, even if the monk who lost was not convinced, he could only offer the money obediently.

"Master, find a place to sit, and today my disciple will bring you something to eat!"

"En." Jiang Shuyu responded briefly, and found a remote location.

Seeing that the rumored Kaolin Flower is so docile, the other brothers' jaws almost dropped in shock: "Xie Yang, you're really good at it, teach me how to do it?"

"Bah! Do you think you can train a dog? Can you still teach it?"

"After all, it's rare in the world like your master... hey, I'll give you another ten copper coins, can you make him smile?"

Another sword cultivator echoed, "I'll give you twenty!"

Xie Yang was tired of eating vegetarian dishes and wanted to take Jiang Shuyu down the mountain to improve the food. At this moment, someone bet him with Jiang Shuyu. As a monkey, he was naturally the first to disagree: "No, this matter ends here, let's settle the matter."

He also smiled, since he went to Changliu Mountain...or since he knew Jiang Shuyu, he hadn't seen him smile.

However, those cultivators acted obediently when they got the cheap: "Hey, your master is paralyzed, you are afraid of losing, aren't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

Faintly, Xie Yang was a little impatient.

But the few people who were excited couldn't see it: "Your master, it is said in the three worlds that his eyes will cause trouble, and the first victim is himself!"

"fart!"

The sound could not be controlled, and Jiang Shuyu's golden eyes swept over him.

The inexplicable cold air made all the monks shiver for a while, only Xie Yang took a serious look - but the color was a bit special.

He cleared his throat, and suppressed his voice again: "See? If you talk nonsense, my master is going to beat you!"

"Okay, you are a big tree, can't we afford to provoke or hide..."

While talking, the mutton soup that Xie Yang wanted was out of the pot, he pushed away everyone and hurriedly went to Jiang Shuyu with the hot bowl...

Although they didn't dare to use him as a bet, the master and apprentice still visited the restaurant many times because of the delicious mutton soup.

It's just that I don't know what he said wrong, Jiang Shuyu suddenly stopped coming with him...

[The author has something to say: Jiang Miaomiao's memoir: "About My Tiger Mom and Cat Dad"]