Disciple's rebellion

Fu Song chuckled and said: "Master Immortal heard correctly, the junior's name is Fu Song."

Fu Song is a person whose flesh and bones are made of water, and his every move is elegant.

The black school uniform added to her body did not show the thickness of the Gengwu School, but on the contrary highlighted the beauty and transparency of her face.

But I don't know if it's because of the leg disease, this face is stained with a bit of haze and surly.Even if Fu Song hides it very well, Mi Chen can still see the impatience and arrogance in her heart at a glance.

But when he said his name, those surly and coldness suddenly dissipated, as if melting ice and snow in early spring.

Fu Song's brows softened and said: "My brother sees thousands of rime hanging on branches, as if the most beautiful flowers in the world are blooming. It is a single word for the younger generation."

As soon as Fu Song finished speaking, before Mi Chen had time to say anything, Ning Jie flew up to Mi Chen, his eyes brightened and he said, "Master, the bamboo raft disciples are ready."

Mi Chen's eyes naturally fell on Ning Jie, and he slightly raised his hand to perform a cleansing formula on Ning Jie, and after removing the plaster on his body, he said, "Very good."

After Yixin finished the bamboo raft, he flew up to Fu Song, raised his hand and used spiritual power to build a stone bridge between the two bamboo rafts, and then slowly pushed Fu Song's wheelchair across the stone bridge to the bamboo raft. on the raft.

As the wheelchair turned, the crane cloak on Fu Song's lap slipped slightly.

When Mi Chen saw Fu Song's legs, his fingers twitched, and a blurry image appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

It seems that at a certain moment, he walked behind Fu Song, raised his sleeves and picked up the crane cloak slightly, and immediately covered Fu Song's legs.

……

Mi Chen lowered his eyes, and thought to himself: Mi Chen, you still have spiritual power and haven't fully developed it yet, why are you hallucinating.

When her hands felt a chill, Fu Song also noticed that the crane cloak on her lap had slipped off, she slightly pulled back her sleeves, revealing her pale and slender fingers, and lightly pulled the crane cloak to cover her knees.

When Ning Jie saw those obviously thin and abnormal legs, he lowered his head and narrowed his eyes so as not to look at Fu Song's legs.

Walking to the green bamboo raft, Yixin turned Fu Song's wheelchair around on his own, and immediately pushed back a few steps, picked up a green bamboo and stood beside him, ready to leave at any time.

Fu Song slightly raised her hand and saluted Mi Chen: "Master Immortal." Immediately she looked up at Ning Jie, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you for Brother Ning's green bamboo. But Xue Qiushan depends on fate, if Fu Song breaks Brother Ning It's because of Fu Song. Therefore, Brother Ning, please leave now."

Ning Jie had just bowed his hand and before he saluted, he heard Mi Chen say: "Miss Fu is serious."

Ning Jie slightly turned his eyes to look at Mi Chen, surprised that Mi Chen would take the initiative to talk to Fu Song.

Fu Song smiled slightly at Mi Chen, and after another salute, said to Yi, "Let's go."

Yixin didn't speak, but the bamboo pole he propped up showed that he was earnestly implementing it.

After Ning Jie successfully chopped off the green bamboo, a white mist began to rise slowly on the Hewu Lake, first filling the water, and then filling the entire lake.

After a while, Fu Song and Yi Xin slowly disappeared in front of Mi Chen and Ning Jie.

Ning Jie squatted down, looked up at Mi Chen and said, "Master, do you think there is something wrong with Fu Song?"

But he saw that Fu Song's legs were indeed not healthy. Although Fu Song didn't move much, every move meant that there was something wrong with her legs.

Her leg ailment doesn't look like it's faking.

Mi Chen shook his head: "Master, I don't care whether her legs are really sick or not." Saying this, Mi Chen lowered her eyes, "Master just thinks her surname is very strange."

"Surname..."

Ning Jie frowned and thought carefully about Fu Song's surname. Although the surname Fu is rare, it is not uncommon in the north.

Ning Jie couldn't figure out what's wrong with Fu Song's surname, so he asked, "Master, what's wrong with Fu's surname?"

Mi Chen replied: "The surname Fu is the surname of the Fuxi clan of ancient gods. This clan of gods not only appeared in myths, but also appeared in the classics of the demon clan. Some elders even guessed that a certain race of the demon clan , maybe it is the Demon Lord, who has the blood of the ancient god Fuxi on his body."

Ning Jie instantly understood Mi Chen's meaning, "Master, you mean that Fu Song might be related to the demon clan?" But Ning Jie quickly denied himself, "But Master, she doesn't have the scent of Manzhushahua on her body. Moreover, most of the Gengwu North County where the Gengwu Sect is located are Fu Song. What's more, if Fu Song is a demon, the heads of the other four major sects will not let their disciples come and go with Fu Song."

Mi Chen frowned slightly, did not speak, but curled his fingers slightly.

An unspeakable emotion lingered in Mi Chen's heart.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that he had taken off his woad school uniform in front of Bai Lang and that person, and was alone in a white shirt, with his head held high, not afraid of that person's wrath.

At this time He Yin walked in, he picked up the stolen blue school uniform, put it on him, knelt on the ground, and begged Bai Lang to forgive him for his uncontrollable emotions.

In fact, that memory is not very clear anymore, and Mi Chen himself does not want to think about it.

But today, he didn't understand why he remembered that he straightened his back, stood up from the ground, and walked back to his blue mountain.

Before Mi Chen retracted his hand into his sleeve, Ning Jie quickly grabbed Mi Chen's hand.

Mi Chen was startled by Ning Jie's action, but he didn't show it on his face, but looked at Ning Jie in a daze.

Mi Chen was really at a loss.

He didn't know why Ning Jie grabbed his hand suddenly.

Ning Jie held Master's hand tightly, looked at Mi Chen's icy eyes, and said, "Master, when I return from Xueqiu Mountain, I will go to Plow Wubei County to investigate Fu Song."

Mi was taken aback for a moment, "You..."

Aren't you questioning my suspicion of Fu Song?

why...

Ning Jie bent his fox eyes, and said earnestly in his eyes: "Master is so stupid and stupid, he doesn't even know how to refute his disciples."

Mi Chen was even more stunned.

He grew up so big, and the compliments he faced were all geniuses from the sky, and he even directly concluded that he must be the first person in the human world to become a god.

For the first time, he heard someone call him stupid.

He knows this word, but he has no concept, because "stupid" and "stupid", these two words have never had anything to do with him.

However, he heard it, and he said it from his apprentice.

Ning Jie saw that Mi Chen was a little dazed, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but he quickly hid it, and gently stroked Mi Chen's slightly cold finger bones, and said: "The disciple is guessing what the master said. Although the disciple has been with the master for ten years, but this mere ten years is not a roundworm in the master's stomach, how can he accurately express the true thoughts in the master's heart."

As Ning Jie said, his dependence on Mi Chen was slowly revealed in the fox's eyes: "Master, this disciple has only known Wang Yi for a long time, and I am afraid that the two of us will not even have an hour to talk. Even if Wang Yi and I I have also known each other for ten years, but how can he compare with Master."

Ning Jie stood up slowly, took out the crane cloak from the spiritual bag and put it on Mi Chen.

Then, instead of squatting down again, he half-bent, disrespectfully making Mi Chen look up at him slightly.

After a long time, Ning Jie smiled slightly, and pulled Mi Chenfei onto the green bamboo raft he made.

Mi Chen's background was better than Ning Jie's. Even though Ning Jie's movements were sudden, he quickly realized that he was still calm when he landed.

Ning Jie caressed Mi Chen, and said with a smile: "Master, look, I'm afraid you didn't expect the disciple to fly you to this green bamboo raft suddenly. You see, the people who are close to others are not necessarily the ones you think about. How can someone else be what they say they are in the eyes of others."

Ning Jie lowered his head slightly, looked up into Mi Chen's eyes, and said in a low voice but firmly: "Master, this disciple only trusts you."

Mi Chen looked down at the obedient fox eyes, clenched his hands tightly, and said, "Ah Jie... If, if the master is wrong."

Ning Jie laughed lightly, he boldly took Mi Chen's hand, and said: "This is the first time this disciple came to Liangling School, so the master took the disciple's hand and walked around Liangling School like this. Then he went to In front of a senior brother, ask him what the disciple did wrong."

Although Mi Chen is an elder of the Liangling Sect, he almost never appeared in front of the disciples of the Liangling Sect.

That iceberg face that was very similar to Bai Wei, coupled with Mi Chen's name, almost scared that senior brother to death.

But that senior brother was not too embarrassed, he stumbled and said that Ning Jie made the mistake of disturbing the female cultivator.

Before coming here, Mi Chen naturally asked himself what he had done.

Ning Jie said that he saw a crack in Mi Chen's clothes and wanted to mend it for him, but he didn't have a needle and thread, so he wanted to borrow it, which disturbed the female cultivator who was practicing.

After listening to the senior brother's stumbling words, Mi Chen took out a panacea and handed it to the senior brother, asking him to hand it over to the almost frightened female cultivator.

Ning Jie knew that the elixir was extremely valuable, so he secretly warned himself not to steal from the Blue Mountain in the future, or even not to go out of the mountain at all.

Because he is afraid of making mistakes, and he is afraid that the price of making mistakes is something he cannot bear.

Mi Chen naturally also saw Ning Jie's thoughts, he bent down slightly, and said in a low voice: "Jie'er, you still have to be a teacher. Don't be afraid of making mistakes, because you are standing next to your master. You know Is that right, the person standing next to you is a teacher."

After Mi Chen finished speaking to Ning Jie, he turned around and glanced at all the disciples, raised his sleeves on the spot, gently raised Ning Jie's hand, and said: "Ning Jie is the disciple of the deity, if Ning Jie makes any mistakes, directly It’s just to find the deity. The deity is his master, and the deity has no other choice but to bear the price for his mistakes.”

Ning Jie held Mi Chen's hand tightly, and said with a smile: "Master, you said that you will always stand by my disciple's side. But I don't want Master to forget that you will always stand by my disciple's side."

Of course he knew that Mi Chen would make mistakes, but so what.

He has grown up, even though he still needs to experience and grow, he is already a man who can slowly bear the burden on Mi Chen's shoulders.

So what if Mi Chen made a mistake, he will bear it together with him.

Maybe some mistakes really can't be made up, but so what can it really do?

Anyway, he won't let go of Mi Chen's hand.

Anyway, he will always be on Mi Chen's side.

If he can't even believe Mi Chen, then he is really ashamed of Mi Chen's careful teaching to him all these years.

He was also ashamed of his liking for Mi Chen all these years.

Mi Chen sighed, the lingering emotions in his chest suddenly dissipated, and his spiritual consciousness was clearer than the Hewu Lake he saw for the first time.

Mi Chen really believed that if one day he held up the Cang Bi to point at the white curtain, Ning Jie would resolutely raise Fu Shuo to point at the entire fairy gate.

Mi Chen raised his hand, and he gently stroked Ning Jie's eyebrows with his fingertips, like Ning Jie who held him tightly with a nervous tone, and said softly: "Got it."

You too, so silly.

Ah Jie, don't be so stupid.