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Yu Chu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and stared at Xiao Qinghe.

She really didn't think about the dual cultivation of furnaces and cauldrons, and her expression was the usual cold and calmness of Immortal Venerable.

And Xiao Qinghe only realized at this time that he seems to have made a mistake... Could it be that the master brought this child back, really pity him?

If it was an ordinary child, it would be fine, but this child has a beautiful face and a beautiful snow lotus between his eyebrows. Although he has no qualifications, these days, many young disciples have already inquired about him.

This face does not look like an ordinary person.

He couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the young man, only to say unwillingly: "Yes, the disciple will go to receive the punishment..."

After a pause, he turned to leave.

There were only two teachers and apprentices left in the room.

Yu Chu tilted his head carefully and gently pulled the child away from him. The other party's white fingers loosened her neck, slightly lowered her clear pupils, and remained silent.

"In the future, you must believe in being a teacher and don't listen to others, you know? Being a teacher won't hurt you." Yu Chu patiently taught the future villain.

The boy's eyelashes trembled, remembering that he was provoked and hurt her that day... He panicked in his heart, looked up at Xianzun carefully, and whispered:

"I see."

Yu Chu nodded, and was hugged on tiptoe by the child again. He seemed a little at a loss, his tender voice was low, and he said softly, "Master, don't be angry."

He lowered his head slightly, and looked at Xianzun's fingers without a trace, his heart aching slightly blankly.

Xianfa has healed the wound on her hand, but after all, he didn't believe Master... and hurt her.

Does it hurt? Do you get angry if it hurts? Do you feel bad for him...

The boy's eyelashes fluttered wildly, and finally his lips opened, and he could only repeat repeatedly:

"I will cultivate well, Master."

The delicate young man's face was still pale, and he looked at her with clear eyes. Yu Chu's heart softened, and he rubbed his long ink, "Wai Shi never thought of treating you as a furnace, don't care about that."

The young man was stunned when he heard the words, and then froze slightly.

Not as a cauldron...

He raised his head in a daze, smiling at Immortal Venerable Shang, as if he was relieved, and seemed to have some other emotion...

What kind of emotion, the child himself does not know.

He just lowered his eyes obediently, nodded slightly, and grabbed her sleeve, "Master, I..."

However, he didn't know what to say.

So in the end, it was just silent.

"Okay," Yu Chu felt relieved after the crisis of trust was lifted, raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, raised his chin, and made fun of him every day: "If there is no problem, take off your robe and lie down."

"..." The child suddenly widened his eyes.

"What do you see as a teacher?" Yu Chu asked calmly, "You have a special physique, and for the teacher to help you refine your bones and wash your marrow, it will be easier to cultivate in the future."

Xuan Ling still stretched out his arms to hug her, his white and tender cheeks were close at hand, he blinked and pursed his lips.

Yu Chu couldn't help laughing: "Don't believe in being a teacher?"

She just asked casually, and there were many elements of teasing, but the young man opened his eyes instantly, shook his head at a loss, and said softly, "No disbelief."

He let go of his embrace, stretched out his hand to unbutton his outer robe, revealing his snow-white tunic, lowered his head and whispered, "I don't believe Master..."

After a pause, he raised his eyes carefully: "I believe everything Master says... Master, don't be angry."

Yu Chu sighed softly.