MTL - Slag Shou Cultivating Manual-Chapter 105 Bold

Seeing that Kong Huai was hit hard and his eyes were lost, Heron announced his final verdict on him, completely driving him into an abyss he had never thought of.

"The date of Huo Yiyang ’s accident coincided with the day you went out of customs, and the injuries on his body were extraordinary. It is not something that ordinary disciples can do. What you have to repair this is only you, and you are the only one. Admit it, there is no doubt about it. Huo Yiyang is an undecided true lover, with a high status, and the same thing is always forbidden. The head reads that you are a material that you can make, and you ca n’t bear to scold. For your teachers' consideration, I will give you a hundred years of reflection in Houshan. "

Heron's decision was a little impulsive, and there was no lack of partiality, but he sincerely felt that Kong Huai really needed more precipitation and reflection, and lost the former aura and pursuit. At this time, he was frustrated. If he can endure it, it will become a future His benefits.

"Master ..." Kong Huai took a deep breath, hesitated for the first time, and the stubbornness and demeanor that had just been maintained in front of Jiang Han collapsed at this moment, his voice trembling, "You really do n’t believe it Me? You know, when Huai'er went there, he really died. He and you really want to die out of affection? "

Heron was unshakable for a while, "The sentiment you said is unsatisfactory. It may be broken. Houshan is deserted, but it is also a treasure of feng shui. After going through the years, I hope that one day I will see you better and more stable. . "

"Not good? What about Jiang Hanzheng? What about him?" Kong Huai's volume rose, and Ruya's voice was already hoarse.

He Lang didn't want to say much, turned and left, and Jiang Hanzheng followed up with a smile, and finally looked around for another lap.

The room closest to the Master finally belonged to him again. However, maybe it is not necessary anymore, he will live directly in the master bedroom.

...

Jiang Hanzheng had just planted a spoil to marry others, and he was relaxed. Although he finally sweated for Kong Huai's words, the master was still calm, perhaps also when he was stimulated and rumored, so he calmed down.

It was just that the pleasure was quickly dissipated by the arrival of Uncle Wuding. Jiang Han was gritting his teeth, and stood side by side.

He is indeed resentful to Uncle Wuding. If it weren't for him, how could his Master have rumors about finding an aunt, not to mention any thoughts about finding a furnace, remembering the scene he voyeurized that day, He really didn't want to take care of the uncle's face, and wished that Huo Yiyang, who was the hatred of the Laozi, would see Lord Yan directly.

But he decided which pot was not open and which one, and asked Heron what the experience was.

Although the two did not continue, Heron was still thin-skinned, especially when the apprentice was staring at him, staring at his scalp, and he could only keep silent.

After drinking a cup of tea, I thought about Huo Yiyang, who was dying at this moment, and couldn't help sighing. "Well, it seems that my disciples are still not blessed ... Otherwise, you can give another brother another one?"

At the side of the tea pouring, Jiang Han shook his hands for a moment, his eyes were dark, and he calmly observed the look of Master, and after confirming that he didn't find another one, he seriously poured a cup of tea, holding the teapot, and asked naively. : "Master suffered such misfortunes in the first furnace, what will happen in the future? Will he be killed as well?"

"Hey-go, go!" Wuding sipped a cup of tea and immediately waved and cursed: "You crow's mouth! You can't speak more and more!"

Jiang Hanzheng's remarks sounded resounding, Heron's temples also jumped, and he immediately refused, "Thank you for your kindness, but it seems that I am still suitable for down-to-earth cultivation. This is a great furnace, but it is not for me."

Wu Ding showed a hint of disappointment, but nodded. This time and again, his enthusiastic heart was worn away. In addition, in fact, his heart was bright and aware.

He had a feeling that his brother's affairs would not be easy to handle, and now there were some disturbances, and he dare not force him any more.

The two talked a few more words, and Heron was tired, uncertain but still full of interest.

Jiang Hanzheng watched and watched. It ’s been an hour to see Master and others stay, and a little irritability rose in his heart. He dropped the teapot on the table and made a clear sound. The conversation between the two was interrupted. Jiang Hanzheng was smiling and watching Xiang Wuding.

"It's not early, and it's also time for the lunch break. Uncle, please come back without any problems? Help me along the way to Brother Huo Yiyang."

Unsure, he swallowed a sip of tea and glared at him. How did he feel that the boy was driving him away? ? Is this the attitude of the disciples to real people? ?

Naihe Helang didn't say anything about discipline, but he nodded in approval. "It's been half a day since my brother came out, maybe the disciples are looking for you. It might be better for me to go home earlier than an lonely person."

There is no fixed pout, and it seems that there are quite a lot of complaints. This apprentice of the brother is really more and more capable. He used to speak politely, but now he has learned to talk and hide the knife in his laughter, but the brother still has no control.

He reluctantly put down the tea cup, disappearing in front of Dongfu while thinking about how his brother treats himself coldly.

After leaving indefinitely, Jiang Hanzheng relaxed his body, and with a look of dissatisfaction, he immediately lay on Heron's shoulder and softly said, "Where is the Master alone?"

Heron stroked melon rabbit and touched his head. "How can you be so free today? Just watching the teacher and your uncle chat for an hour?"

In the eyes of Jiang Hanzheng, there was a bit of grievance and dissatisfaction, but he did not dare to talk. Yin and Yang said strangely: "Uncle Wuding has been working hard for the respect of the Master recently, and the apprentice will naturally come out to serve the Uncle to show his gratitude."

Heron raised her eyebrows with a smile, "You're intent."

That being said, but as far as his tone of Wuding was concerned, it seems that if he is disrespectful to him as an elder, he can't wait to sweep him out, how can he believe him?

Jiang Han was pondering for a while, got up and re-drew a pot of tea, his eyes were drooping. He seemed to be concentrating on the incense stick, with a casual tone. Finally, he asked what he really thought, "Why did Master choose this pot? If he died ... ... are you sad? "

"This tea brought by your uncle is good, with a slightly bitter fragrance and endless sweetness. It is just right." Heron exaggerated the tea, and looked out the window full of spring flowers, holding the tea cup slowly to taste.

He certainly wouldn't tell the disciples that he was so soft-hearted that he shook God for a moment because Huo Yiyang and Zhen Yunyang looked similar.

Jiang Han was unable to get his answer, and the good mood of being alone with him disappeared for a while. Nei Dan became slightly hot with his thoughts, and his heart became more and more irritable. He stared at the indifferent person in front of him and asked: If the teacher really needs to be promoted, why not find a disciple? A disciple is confident that he can do better than others ...! "

He is the highest cultivated by his peers, and he is really close to the Master. How can he be better than those dirty outsiders. Why should the Master ignore him and go close to others? He himself was able to serve the Master in the most meticulous manner, and no one was involved in them at all!

If Master really encounters a bottleneck and needs help, then he will definitely have no dissent!

Heron glanced at him and nodded his forehead reproachfully, showing an expression of disapproval.

The person who uses the furnace will consume his energy. His disciples only need to concentrate on cultivation and get up early, and everything else should not be his concern.

Jiang Han knew what he meant, but he was still not reconciled, but he still stubbornly struggled for a slim chance, "But, but! Master, sir, yes, sir, want to be closer to the savior, sir ! "

In his eyes, Master's thoughts are nothing more than excuses for refusing to be close to him, what loss, what energy he never cared about.

When Jiang Hanzheng rarely has such a tone, his rapid breathing sounds linger in the quiet space, and Heron's tea cup is examined, and Jiang Hanzheng is examined closely.

His disciples have always been stable. Since he was an adult, there has been no panic. Even in the secret realm, he can calmly face the beast attack, but he is obviously confused at this time.

Could it be that he was looking for a furnace, and really had such a great influence on him?

But turn around and think, if the young apprentice really wants to be with him ... It's not bad, it's just that he didn't come to be his own furnace, but the opposite.

Heron was suddenly cheerful, and his cultivation was profound. If he found another furnace, it would be difficult to find someone like him. If he could be a disciple companion, he would pass on his spiritual power to him. Did n’t the disciples have a new way of growth?

Jiang Han knew that Master was staring at himself, but did not know what he was thinking. Bai Jing's skin was slightly hot because of his recklessness, so he had to lower his eyebrows, obediently, and let Master respect himself and be in a panic.

He was just too impulsive, and the exposed image was long before the Master. If it did n’t, the Master was angry with his rudeness. What should he do?

After a tea time passed, Heron still had no specific meaning. Jiang Han was stiff with her neck hanging low, and the enthusiasm on the apex of the heart had gradually faded, and she knew it might be okay.

"Then you wish."

A compromise was beyond his expectation, just like the sound of the sound of nature passed down from the top of Jiang Hanzheng's head, and it really fell into his ear, making him hesitate for a moment, then widened his eyes inconceivably.

"Master ?? Can this be taken seriously? You ... You are really willing ..." Jiang Han was incoherent, holding his clothes in his arms.

Heron saw his panic-like look, and he could not help but smile, and nodded again in front of him.

"That ..." Jiang Han was pursing his lips, his ears were hot, and the whole body's spirits collided, and his brain was blank. He only knew that his intention was strong, but when he really obtained the promise of the Master, he became confused again, not knowing what to do.

Looking back at Huo Yiyang's actions that day, he was sour in heart, but hesitated with anticipation for a minute, imitating his movements of the day, unbuttoning his clothes, and then tremblingly touched the Master's shirt.

Herron took his hesitation and shyness into his eyes, and looked down, grasping the hand that he wanted to untie his shirt, and not let him move for half a minute.

Jiang Hanzheng's heart throbbed, and his mood was halted. He couldn't figure out what Master meant.

"Your boy ... it's so bold, he's obviously boiling."

Heron stroked his cheeks, burning them hot, burning his palms.

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