The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"What's the matter?" Seeing that one after another was stunned and did not move, Taoist Juechen not only asked knowingly, but also repeated his request again.

"Master..." His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "This is not right..."

"What's wrong?" Daoist Juechen raised his mouth slightly, "Isn't it always like this?"

Usually there are not so many people around!One after another, they slandered in their hearts, not knowing whether the master really cares about it, or if he has ulterior motives and thinks it's fun to tease him.

"Ah, continue." There was a hint of urging in the clear smile.

His eyes shifted one after another, and he glanced around.

The peak owners either listened to the piano and watched the dance, or buried their heads in eating and drinking, no one paid attention to this side.

Thinking about it carefully, it is a disciple's duty to serve the master to eat, it seems... there is nothing to be ashamed of.

With a heartbeat, he poked a grape with a small fork and quickly fed it into the opponent's mouth.

Daoist Juechen chuckled lightly and accepted it with pleasure.

"Ah!" A clear voice was filled with dissatisfaction and haste, "Xiao Quer, I want to eat too!"

They sat at the same table with Taoist Juechen one after another, and Fang Xiu was next to him.

Fang Xiu didn't know when, he moved from the middle of the table to sit on the side, and got very close to him one after another.There was less than a foot between the shoulders of the two.

One after another, there was an illusion of being caught between the master and the uncle.

"Xiao Qu'er, you can't be partial, you only feed senior brother and not me."

No, he is the apprentice of Taoist Lord Juechen, and it is only natural to serve his master, but there is no reason to serve his uncle together.

Want to eat but don't know how to do it yourself? !

One after another intends to turn a deaf ear.

It's a pity that Fang Xiu's goal was not fulfilled, so he would keep pestering her endlessly.

"Xiao Qu'er," Fang Xiu's eyes that looked like vertical pupils flashed aggressively, he glanced at one after another, then avoided, and stared straight at Daoist Juechen with a somewhat sinister smile, "I also I want you to feed me."

One after another, the brows frowned unobtrusively, and the heart instantly understood.

This matter has nothing to do with grapes.Fang Xiu fell in love with his master, and his actions just now made the other party jealous.

He served his master on weekdays, made tea and fed him, and he had long been used to it.Except for feeling a little awkward in public, I didn't think much about the rest.

Fang Xiu was not happy.This was insinuating to warn him not to feed Shizun again.

This kind of behavior falls in the eyes of others as respecting the teacher, being kind to the father and filial to the son.In Fang Xiu's eyes, being too intimate is enough to spark jealousy.

Taoist Juechen sighed helplessly: "Xining, don't mess around."

He seldom criticized this junior, and only reminded him lightly when the other's behavior went too far.

One is because he is open-minded and treats others leniently, and he doesn't easily judge other people's right and wrong.

The second is that Fang Xiu has been self-willed and reckless since he was a child, and he doesn't listen to his senior brother at all.

It is the same at this moment.There was a frivolous and wanton smile on the corner of Fang Xiu's mouth, and he vowed not to give up until he reached his goal.

A cold light flashed across his eyes one after another.

The relationship between him and Fang Xiu is delicate, with good times and bad times.As long as the master is not involved, Fang Xiu, the uncle, has never shown any obvious hostility towards him, and he also wants to reduce as much as possible an opponent who is irreconcilable.

But both of them have their own bottom line that cannot be compromised.

The corners of Qingyan's eyes curved beautifully, she raised the corners of her mouth one after another, and resolutely picked up a grape that was as bright as jasper, and brought it to Fang Xiu's mouth: "Master, please."

As expected, Fang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then the haze was lightly stained, red from the neck to the roots of the ears.

What happened under the tree that day is still fresh in my memory.Fang Xiu's mouth is flirtatious and frivolous, but in reality he is shy when he flirts with her.

He didn't want to do this at first, it seemed as if he was a sloppy disciple who flirted with an innocent boy.

But this trick is very effective for the other party.

There seemed to be a puff of blue smoke coming out of Fang Xiu's head, his expression was numb as if his soul had been separated from his body, and he ate the grapes stiffly into his mouth, as if he had swallowed a piece of sugar that could not be melted.

The arrogant arrogance was instantly extinguished until there were no embers left. He straightened his back, sat upright and did not look sideways, and did not dare to be willful again.

Fang Xiu finally stopped.

One after another, they lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes obediently, and sat upright beside the master.

"A Xu," with a jade-like grape on his fingertips, he suddenly approached Lian Lian's mouth, "Don't just feed others, you can eat too."

The gentle and soft words carried a pure and correct smile, but one after another they were terrified.

It is only natural for a disciple to serve the master, but the master feeds him, how decent it is!Or at a banquet in full view.

When the peak masters saw him, they must have felt that he was indistinguishable from superiority to inferiority, and who knows what criticisms would come from behind his back.

The melodious and continuous sound of the piano is accompanied by a graceful and swaying dance, and the five tones and six rhythms are blown by the long wind to reveal a trace of joy and emotion.

A little cold sweat oozes from his back one after another, his thoughts are spinning, and he dare not move.

Taoist Juechen turned a blind eye to his embarrassment, chuckled lightly, and moved his fingertips closer: "Xu, open your mouth."

Is it because the master is open-minded, I really don't think there is anything wrong with this move, or is it very fun for him to tease?

One after another, my heart can't go up or down, and I feel uneasy.

The seemingly icy but scorching fingers rubbed against his lips intentionally or unintentionally, making him at a loss what to do.

The scene can't stay in a stalemate like this.If you don't move, you will soon be noticed by others.

Heartbroken, he opened his mouth quickly, grabbed some food, and shut up.The whole movement is smooth and smooth.

Daoist Juechen paused for a moment, looking at his empty fingertips, he was stunned for a moment.

After a few breaths, he raised his thin lips and withdrew his hand contentedly.

The boulder in his heart landed safely, and he let out a long sigh of relief one after another.Just halfway out of breath, the remaining half was blocked in the throat again.

"Axu, do you still want to eat?"

What kind of new punishment is this?

Although he knew that the master had good intentions, his heart felt as if it was blocked by thousands of catties of cotton, the air was half-passed, half-blocked, half-exited, and breathing was difficult.

A sudden snort came to successive ears, and it exploded suddenly, blasting the cotton to ashes, leaving behind a cold, damp ice slag.

Daoist Huantian tilted his chin slightly, half-downcast his eyes, and looked down at him with a condescending smile.

One of his long legs was bent, and the other leg was stretched out of the table. His appearance was obviously weak and bookish, but his posture was bold and unruly, showing the domineering arrogance of sitting high on the clouds.

Too bad, I thought one after another.Got another one.

Master fed him food, and this one also became jealous.

No, it's two.

Qin Shi also looked at him.

The gentleman in Qin Shi had a dignified look, but his eyes were fixed on him.From the distance of a table, one can deeply feel the sharp murderous intent hidden in his heart.

He bent his eyes one after another, making himself look relaxed and comfortable, but tapped his knees lightly with his fingertips, secretly imagining what would happen to the two of them, and how he should deal with it.

The guests attending the banquet also quickly noticed the unusual tranquility here, and all cast surprised and curious eyes.

There were five people at four tables, and the atmosphere was somewhat dignified, filled with a hazy and ambiguous tension.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "choking", the passionate piano sound that was rising and falling like a waterfall, and the thunder of thousands of valleys instantly attracted everyone's attention.

After the noise, it was like a long wind breaking through the waves, which turned gentle, and the waves gradually subsided and flowed into the sky.

"I don't know, peak masters, what do you think of this song?"

Peak Master Fengming got up in good time, and brought the focus of everyone's attention back to himself.

"This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world!" (*) Danxia Peak's main attack festival praised it, and clapped hands repeatedly.

The rest of the guests understood and echoed, and their praises were endless.

With such joyful and harmonious compliments, the weird and quiet atmosphere suddenly stopped, and the Waterside Orchid Pavilion was once again a scene of joy and harmony.

At this time, Taoist Linquan, the master of Liedi Peak, suddenly had a whim: "The masters of the peak are busy with their affairs, and it is rare to get together. It is a pity that the music ends like this, and fellow Taoists did not enjoy themselves."

"I have an idea in this way. We disciples are all talented people who are rising like the sun. It is difficult to meet opponents in our respective mountain gates. Today, we are all here. Why don't we let them compete with each other and meet our opponents, so we can know own shortcomings."

"Linquan's words won my heart." Master Xiulin patted his apprentice on the shoulder, showing off with a proud face, "This incompetent disciple of this seat has never encountered a strong enemy, and young people who are full of ambition are bound to be frivolous. "

"On weekdays, the Zodiac always refuses to listen to him. Today, there happened to be brothers and sisters of the same generation rubbing his spirit, so that he can calm down and practice steadily in the future."

He is full of ambition, as if he is sure that his apprentice is the most outstanding one among his peers.

"It just so happens that the Tianxuan Conference is coming soon, let them compare first, and know where their shortcomings are, which will be more helpful for their future practice." The masters of several peaks agreed with this proposal, and they quickly decided on this matter during the discussion.

Fengming Peak Master smiled softly: "Juechen, your Qin Shi doesn't need to participate."

Some people echoed: "The famous master Juechen turned out to be an excellent apprentice, and Qin Shi's cultivation is no longer inferior to ours. If he wants to appear on the stage, what kind of tricks do we rotten apprentices have to fight? Obediently admit defeat, go home and sleep."

The peak masters chatted and laughed a few more times, and this impromptu martial arts meeting kicked off.

The master of a peak smiled and asked the personal biography of each peak: "Which one of you will come first?"

Xiu Linfeng personally told Liu Zhang to take the lead, striding over to the table of the three masters in Lingyuan, raised his hand to Qin Shi and said, "Senior Brother Qin Shi was promoted to Nascent Soul in just a few decades, and all my disciples regard Senior Brother Qin as a role model. I have always wanted to see Sen Luo's swordsmanship, but I dare not strike a stone with an egg, because I am overestimated."

He turned to one after another: "It just so happens that Master Juechen took Junior Brother Lu as his apprentice again. Junior Brother Lu has been in our Heavenly Sect for more than two years, and he has been famous for a long time. I just got the honor to meet you today. I would like to learn from Junior Brother Lu."

After a slight pause, he added: "Junior brother Lu hasn't formed alchemy yet, today's competition, you and I only compete with swords, not martial arts."

The banquet hall that was talking and laughing just now suddenly fell silent.

A gust of mountain wind passed by, wrinkling the surface of the water, and ripples appeared on the mirror-like surface of the lake under everyone's feet.

When everyone was talking about fighting skills, they didn't count themselves in one after another.They are all golden core monks with extraordinary qualifications, and no one takes a fancy to him, a mediocre Foundation Establishment.

Who would have expected that the fellow with the highest cultivation level would bear the brunt of choosing him.

It was his familiar routine again: only fighting with swords, not fighting skills.

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* "Gift of Flowers"

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: Is it really fun to tease me?

Master: No, you are irritatingly dull.

2.

One after another: I fed the master grapes, which made the three of them jealous.

Fang Xiu & Liu Changji & Qin Shi: Although, you mistaken the person you are jealous of.