Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

When I met someone who had been out of reach, Liu Yihan, who was still so aggressive, disappeared instantly, like a helpless teenager, and his hand holding Jiang Hanzheng's throat was slightly loose, only to explain in a panic: "Real person, I, I'm Liu Yihan, can you remember— "

His powerless words made Heron do not want to hear more. In short, he couldn't remember the previous events, and he didn't want to remember, so he just shook his head before telling him that he didn't remember.

Just such a small movement directly made Liu Yihan feel like a sword. He couldn't move, and his strength passed away. The arm holding Jiang Hanzheng was also softened, and it was easy for him to break free.

Breathing fresh air violently, Jiang Hanzheng's chest was uncomfortable, and he coughed a few times, then he vigorously drew the air to breathe, and when he saw the Master who came to him, he was shocked, and flung at him softly His legs were not enough to support him and he fell again.

Seeing that it was going to offend Master, Jiang Han was blank, his legs were shaking even more, but he did not expect that the person did not escape, but instead reached out to him, causing him to fall into the arms full of cold fragrance.

Feeling the trembling body in her arms, Heron looked calm, tightened his arms, held him tightly, and said quietly, "Go back."

Liu Yihan bit his lip unwillingly, and wanted to explain one more thing, He Lang helped Jiang Hanzheng to turn around, and he wanted to fight back to his house immediately, unwilling to be entangled with him.

Jiang Han was rubbing his chest, which was hit by him, and he was supported by the teacher, and half of his body fell into his arms.

Such a close distance was unprecedented in his dreams. He could smell the scent of Master's body only between his breaths, and he could also see his concern with a slight glance.

Even if the crisis had been lifted, he did not know why he was still a close enemy, his heart was like roaring drums, and his steps were like walking on cotton. He was erratic and unreal, but he did not dare to entrust the weight of his body to those around him.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Liu Yihan, who was lost, and felt hateful, but also felt that he was pathetic.

He is not yet immature, but he still doesn't understand why a man who looks powerful is so simple because he is defeated by the appearance of a person.

Seeing that he wasn't keeping his soul, he didn't know what was in his mind, and Heron asked out loud, and whispered to him, "What? Why not stay with him?"

He was only joking, but maybe his usual calm expression was not suitable, or his apprentice was too honest. When he said this, he finally recovered pale and his tone seemed to be pale again. With a cry, as if terrified, "No, no, no, Master, don't leave me-"

Heron felt guilty all of a sudden, and he didn't know that the disciples were so frightened that a word could make him cry like a fragile girl.

He bent his eyes, showed a soothing gesture, and patiently told him, "Master will not want you. You are a man, and you will never be so weak."

After listening to Master ’s lesson, Jiang Han was immediately flushed with cheeks, his complexion, and touched the remaining tears on the dry face, his head bowed and shameless, fearing that Master might abandon him, but he had just encountered life and death. He had never seen a strong storm. So I was frightened and my emotions were out of control. If Master comes a half step later, he may have been killed.

He clenched his fists and burst into weakness, knowing deeply his weakness.

The Master will come to him in person, and it is completely beyond his imagination. How can he get the favor of that person? Just because of the beast in his body? I'm afraid it's insignificant in his eyes, right?

Jiang Hanzheng's heart always remained uneasy, and he thought for a long time. In the end, his mind echoed that the Master would not want you, which only made him feel at ease.

He held down his heart and thought quietly that his Master was such a gentle person. Perhaps he had been blessed in his last life in order to be able to meet him in this life.

After calming down, he took a big step back, bowed slightly to thank Heron, and said goodbye, "It's getting late, and the students and students are going to go back to practice and rest. Thank you Master for your relief today, students."

"Today's spirit grass has not been watered." Heron interrupted, as if to imply something.

"Ye--" Jiang Han asked questions, but didn't dare to think about it. He immediately responded, "The child took command."

Waiting for him to water the grass, he found that a restriction was placed on the peak, preventing him from going down.

Jiang Han was hesitating again and again, daring to knock on Master's door, but he did not respond for a long time.

Is the Master resting? Still doing something important? Will he knock on the door and disturb Master ’s purity? This series of worries fell down, and the hand on the doorknob was retracted, and it hung down suddenly. As Jiang Han was planning to stay outside for a night, a nonchalant voice sounded.

"If you don't come in, go to sleep with the spirit grass."

Jiang Han was very hesitant, Heron knew how the boy was in awe of him, and he was afraid that he would really sleep outside, so he immediately took back those words that he would be likely to believe, waved his hand, and aura of energy opened the door, signal Let him in.

He entered this residence for the first time, and when he was nervous, he gathered up the courage, "The troublesome master lifted the restraint on the mountain so that the disciples would come down-"

Heron didn't seem to intend to let him go so easily, and hurriedly walked to the central incense burner to lighten the calming spices.

Suddenly, the extinguished Mars lit up, and the incense burner rose a few wisps of light, disappearing in the air, Jiang Han was relaxing, but still could not understand Master ’s mind, opened his mouth carefully and tried Ask again.

Heron was complacent, and stepped back to him, with a serious tone, and seemed to warn: "It's getting dark, there are tigers eating people down the mountain, can't go."

"...?"

This answer was obviously unexpected and made Jiang Han questioning.

No matter how ignorant he is, he wo n’t know that this is territory within the martial arts, and tigers cannot appear for no reason, and if he has been staying on the mountain for such a reason, he will be too timid .

An extra suspicion appeared in his mind, he thought incredulously, shouldn't Master just tease him?

Jiang Han was tightening his wrists tentatively and tentatively asking, "How should that disciple be good?"

"Naturally rest here." Herron returned to him for granted.

Jiang Han was widening his eyes, looking more at a loss, and seemed to want to refuse again.

"You are so scared of me? Why are you so restrained?" Heron raised a rare discomfort in his heart, approached him in front of him, squatted slightly, and stared at him as he saluted on his knees. Boxing distance.

I have known each other for more than half a month, and the apprentice saw him still like this. Whenever he wants to get closer to him, he will show such a horrified expression as he saw a wolf, tiger and leopard. Heron pondered himself to treat him. The attitude is extremely friendly, and the appearance is not fierce. Why is this child always afraid of him?

With four eyes facing each other, Jiang Han was lowering his eyes and squinting at the corners of his mouth. There was a division between hardship and bitterness. It was not that the Master was not kind enough. It was because he treated himself too kindly for no reason, that he would always be flattered. For fear of being relaxed a little, this dream is as fragile as a bubble, and bursts into fiction.

"..." Heron rubbed his forehead, got up, and withdrew his doubts, fearing that he would make his apprentice think about it, so he had to take him to the bedroom and let him rest earlier.

"I'm in the next room. I can just call for something. I don't get upset for the teacher." Herron always talked to him with some playfulness and a meaning to tease him, but the apprentice didn't seem to think much. Just ask him, "Master, do you rest?"

His cultivation is low, and he is still a mortal body, so he still needs to sleep and rest to maintain the energy of the body, but the master ’s cultivation is that he has stepped into the semi-immortal, and he will never feel sleepy or tired. So his rest made him slightly curious.

"Well." Herron didn't explain much, and knew that his life habits were strange in the eyes of those who practiced it.

Although the body does not need sleep, but he is accustomed to mortal life, he still does not want to live a day and night life, and always needs some time to calm himself.

Jiang Han is looking around. This is a spacious and elegantly furnished room. All the appliances are top quality, but not new. The master lives alone, but the room is neatly visited. The bedding on the bed is complete and not dusty. Obviously It was packed in advance.

The unspeakable feeling surged in his heart, making Jiang Hanzheng feel that his mouth was filled with soft cotton, and his mouth couldn't hold up, and finally turned into a few laughs, lying comfortably in bed, hugging tightly in his arms The soft quilt was sullen and sulky, staring at the rooftop, and fell asleep somehow.

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