Villain: The Protagonist Begs To Be Let Go

"How come, Shiqing, you have done a great job, but Shiqing, you don't have enough actual combat experience, you just need to train more.

Yan Weiqing looked at Li Shiqing gently and said.

How could he be disappointed with Li Shiqing? After all, she was his apprentice, and he wouldn't dislike her even if she was a waste.

"Uh-huh"

Continue to go deep into the Beast Forest.

After that, the two of Yan Weiqing met a Qi Refining Sixth Stage early stage Demonic Beasts, iron hoof wild boar.

This time Li Shiqing went into battle, spent a lot of effort, and after a while, finally killed the iron-hoofed wild boar.

Although the process was very difficult, it was considered a success, and the strength had improved a lot compared to before.

Of course, Li Shiqing also knew that it was because of Master's patient and careful guidance that she could make rapid progress.

After resting for a while, the two continued to hunt Demonic Beasts without stopping.

It wasn't until the end of the day that the two of them finished and were about to go back home. At this time, the two of them had already reached the foot of the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest, and they had penetrated more than 329 miles. Even if they wanted to go back from this distance, it would take a lot of time.

But don't worry, Yan Weiqing has a sharp-tailed swift, which flies very fast and takes a very short time to return.

And taking advantage of the period, Li Shiqing made up her mind to continue taking advantage of her master!

So Li Shiqing pretended to be afraid of heights, fearing that the speed would be too fast, and kept hugging Yan Weiqing's waist tightly, enjoying it happily.

When she went to stop near the teleportation array, Li Shiqing thought it would end so soon, and she hadn't hugged enough yet.

In the Lingxu Hall, the two separated. Before leaving, the two had agreed that they would continue to practice in the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts tomorrow.

In the Great Hall of Lingxu.

Xia Huairou practiced sword in Yan Weiqing's yard as usual.

As soon as he saw the brother coming back, he forgot about the fact that the brother didn't take a sip of the porridge he cooked before.

And Yan Weiqing saw the book in the protagonist's hand and remembered it.

Today is Sunday, the day I teach the protagonist to read.

Because the protagonist was abandoned by his relatives since he was a child, he doesn't know a word at all, so Yan Weiqing has to teach the protagonist how to read every week.

But having said that, Yan Weiqing was also speechless.

I remember that it has been so many years since the protagonist was picked up, not only has he learned the characters, but even that character is a dog crawling character. He thinks that he can't write such a bad character even with his feet.

In the yard, under a peach tree.

Yan Weiqing sat on the stone chair with a straight posture, facing the serious protagonist with a book between them.

Yan Weiqing stretched out, pointed to the first line of the book, and read it slowly.

Xia Huairou quietly looked at Senior Brother Own, her jet-black hair scattered freely, as beautiful and soft as a waterfall.

The golden peach blossom petals shone down, and her senior brother was even more dignified and noble with a little bit of golden light.

However, if you only look at his face, his eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are like stars, his clothes are like snow, and his appearance is like a fairy.

Just looking at it is fascinating.

Xia Huairou's mind no longer knew where to go, her eyes were only on her senior brother.

Xia Huairou also couldn't hear what Senior Brother Own was saying, she just nodded in agreement to show that she was listening carefully.

If I use my mouth to block the noisy mouth of my senior brother.

What I listen to is no longer the words in these books, but the words of other voices...

Xia Huairou's throat felt dry for a while, and her body softened under Yan Weiqing's explanation.

"Junior sister, have you learned it?"

Yan Weiqing looked at Xia Huairou, only to see that she remained silent for a long time as before.

Yan Weiqing saw her staring at him in a daze, and suddenly felt depressed, good guy, his mouth was so dry when he read this, he didn't even listen to a single word.

The protagonist is always like this, distracted when he is teaching literacy.

Yan Weiqing stretched out angrily and waved in front of Xia Huairou, Xia Huairou was finally brought back to his senses, an apology appeared on his immature and pretty face.

"I'm sorry, brother, I was distracted again."

Forget it, the protagonist has apologized to himself, so what can he say.

Anyway, it's not once or twice, and I'm used to it long ago.

Yan Weiqing's anger dissipated immediately, and he said in a good mood: "Do it again."

After reading a passage, Yan Weiqing looked at Xia Huairou again.

I saw Xia Huairou's curly eyelashes trembling, and two blushes flew on her fair cheeks, as if she was quite embarrassed: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I'm too stupid."

Yan Weiqing couldn't help but sighed, how could he be stupid, just stupid, okay? He is obviously very talented in cultivation, but he can kill people when it comes to reading and writing.

Every time I teach on the first day, I almost forget it on the second day, and my memory is better than fish!

Fortunately, Yan Weiqing is very patient, mainly because he has nothing to do all day.

This Cultivation World is not like modern times where there are all kinds of entertainment equipment for him to pass the time. Even if the system can watch TV, it seems that he has gotten tired of it in the past few years.

Yan Weiqing read it over and over again patiently, until Xia Huairou understood the words and memorized them in his mind.

It was still the yard outside the Great Hall, the wind blowing was cool, and the petals drifted with the wind, swirling in the air for a long time before falling to the ground.

On the 833 stone table under the peach blossom tree, there is a delicate, innocent and lovely girl, dressed in white.

The slender jade-skinned man is holding his hair on the upper right. On the stone table is a large sheet of white paper. His young eyelashes are slightly drooping, staring at the white paper recognizably.

A head of black hair was casually tied behind her head, and her beautiful snow-white neck was curved. Occasionally, one or two petals would fall on her head, or her body, and the clothes would be blown up by the wind.

From a distance, it looks like a fairy descending to earth.

Yan Weiqing stood aside quietly admiring the protagonist's appearance.

But when Yan Weiqing's eyes fell on the words on the white paper, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

It was so ugly.

Why do people look so good-looking, and their handwriting looks like ghost-painted symbols.

Compared with the time when the protagonist was just picked up, there is no progress at all.

Ruanbaba has no character at all, and the written characters are still crooked, as if a child has just learned to write.

Yan Weiqing sometimes wants to persuade Xia Huairou to give up learning calligraphy, anyway, breaking the void to become a fairy doesn't need to be able to write ministers.

But every time he wanted to say that, Yan Weiqing couldn't say it when he saw Xia Huairou's sparkling eyes and hard-working attitude.

Mei Yinxue hasn't appeared on stage for a long time, shouldn't it be time to write about it......