The moon is above the willow trees. Midnight. Xu Yang hugged her slender waist, leaned over and kissed her cheek: "Xuan'er, you're tired, just take a rest." Although the eldest disciple is an expert in both swordsmanship and painting, he is only at the Nascent Soul stage after all. It is not easy for him to maintain the art of painting for two hours. He detoxified himself by mostly eating the fairy peach in the painting. His breath was no longer impetuous, and his mind was much clearer. "Master, let me take a break. It will only take a moment..." Yuan Kexuan lay in Xu Yang's arms, her breath a little weak. Although she was a hexagonal warrior, she had a feeling of "a weak willow in the wind". This is clearly on the verge of collapse.

If I continue, it might be too much and not only will I not gain any benefits, but I will hurt my body. Xuan'er can choose not to cherish herself, but as a master, he cannot just sit back and enjoy the good fortune... Xu Yang's eyes were full of tenderness as he pinched his eldest disciple's delicate face: "Master asked you to rest, so you should rest well..." Yuan Kexuan's face flushed slightly. She felt that her current master was no longer a master, but a gentle and kind man, a perfect man... She raised her eyes to look at her master, blinked her eyelashes, and said softly: "Master, I am really okay..." As if to prove herself, she forced herself to stand up, but was forced back by Xu Yang. "Be obedient. Don't you think your painting skills can last for long?" Xu Yang's tone was like coaxing a child. Hearing this, Yuan Kexuan did not continue to insist. She lay obediently in Xu Yang's arms, her head dizzy. She didn't know what she was thinking. For the first time in her life, she used a coquettish tone and said softly to her master: "Master, can you tell me a story?" "Okay, I'll tell you a story about an old monk. Once upon a time, there was a mountain. In the mountain there was a temple. In the temple there was an old monk..." Soon, as Xu Yang was telling the story, Yuan Kexuan closed his eyes and fell asleep. Painting was so exhausting, and coupled with Xu Yang's hypnosis, it was difficult for Yuan Kexuan not to fall asleep. But after falling asleep, Yuan Kouxuan murmured, as if mumbling in his sleep: "I like Master so much..." "I like Master very much..." "I want to give Master a pair of children, preferably twins, a boy and a girl..."

"I have to work hard to practice, Master, I will break through the void..." "I want to stay with Master for the rest of my life..." “Huff—” Although he spoke in a low voice, Xu Yang could hear it clearly. He carefully looked at his eldest disciple's slightly red cheeks, and suddenly remembered that Xuan'er had asked him whether he liked boys or girls... Looking back now, Xu Yang felt his heart beating very fast. He stretched out his hand and pinched Xuan'er's earlobe, muttering to himself: "Xuan'er, your teacher will stay with you forever..." Xu Yang looked at his eldest disciple for a while, and confirmed that he had entered a deep sleep and would not wake up for a while. Then he got up, put away the holy-level inner armor he had just obtained, and then left Yangyuanju. … Tap tap tap… Xu Yang had just taken a few steps out of Yangyuanju and was about to fly towards Ziyun Palace under the moonlight. Most of the poison he had been poisoned with had been removed, and the remaining poison could be neutralized through meditation. But at this moment. The jade communication slip on his waist vibrated. ? Who would send a message to him at this time? Xu Yang picked up the jade slip and saw that it was Qing'er's portrait that was jumping. There was a sudden look of bewilderment in his eyes. How come Qing'er, this little coward, suddenly had the courage to contact him? Did he get help again? Or has he discovered the secret method of taming dragons? With curiosity, Xu Yang clicked on the message: Qing'er is a little coward: Master, are you done with your work? Qing'er misses you! Xu Yang: Coming right up! He edited a message and sent it, then leapt up and instantly arrived in front of the peach blossom forest. The attic door was also open and brightly lit. Seeing this, Xu Yang took a deep breath and stepped into the attic. As soon as he stepped in, a delicate body bumped into his arms. "Wuwuwu, Master, Qing'er misses you so much..."

Situ Qingqing hugged Xu Yang tightly, crying and rubbing her little head against his arms. "Isn't the teacher here?" Xu Yang smiled, touched her head and said lovingly. "snort!" "You didn't even say you missed your disciple!" Situ Qingqing raised her watery eyes, which reflected a hint of resentment, and puffed up her cheeks, looking very angry. "How could I miss Qing'er? The last time Qing'er asked me to come here..." Xu Yang looked at Qing'er, who looked angry and aggrieved, narrowed his eyes and spoke. ? When Situ Qingqing heard this, her eyes shrank a little, she reached out to cover her master's mouth, blushing and said: "It was my fault last time. Second Senior Sister brought two jars of Immortal Wine, saying that she bought them from the mortal world..." She hurriedly explained to her master what happened last time, saying that it was not her intentional act but an accident. "What about the little koi?" "Senior Sister Jinli...she was invited by Second Senior Sister to come to Taohuazhu to drink, and then we all got drunk!" Situ Qingqing was quick-witted and made up a lie. It seemed that she didn't want her master to dwell on this topic for too long. She pulled Xu Yang into the door, sat on the bed, blinked, and said seriously: "Master, this time I can definitely hold out for half an hour!" "You didn't listen to your master and secretly studied those bottles and jars!" Xu Yang reached out and poked Qing'er on the forehead. Situ Qingqing covered her head: "No, Master, you said that those things are harmful to the body, how could I still study them?" "and you?" Xu Yang was a little confused. "Oh, Master, please don't ask too much. I have to keep you a little mysterious. Otherwise, it won't be fun if I tell you about it." "Are you sure it's not a crooked way?" "Really not, Master, do you still not believe me?" "Of course I can't believe it..." "Master, I am angry..." Situ Qingqing crossed her arms and frowned slightly.

Seeing that Qing'er was really irritated by him, Xu Yang immediately restrained his expression, moved closer, and poked her cheek like a little pufferfish: "Master was just joking, is Qing'er really angry?" Situ Qingqing lost her composure in a second, and glared at Xu Yang angrily, her peach blossom eyes sparkling: "Humph, I won't be angry this time... Master, let's practice! I haven't practiced for many days, and I feel a little rusty..." "Okay, but you can't just cry and say you don't want to practice after a few hardships. You have to practice day after day to increase your strength. After all the hardship comes happiness. If you fish for three days and rest for two days, I'm afraid you will become worse and worse in the future..." "It's because the senior sister is keeping a close eye on me, otherwise how could I be so lazy and so lazy?" Situ Qingqing curled her lips and complained quietly, then her expression became serious and she assumed a training stance, her posture looking like a tiger descending from a mountain: "Come on, Master, I'm ready..." Xu Yang thought Qing'er was really cute. He was no longer like before. He had already leaped from the Spirit Transformation Realm to the Void Breaking Realm. If he didn't warm up and just started sparring with her directly, Qing'er's martial arts skills would probably be completely wasted. "Take your time. I haven't been alone with you for a long time. It's a good opportunity for me to tell you what happened in Baidi City!" "Well, the night is long, it's a good time to listen to Master's stories..." Situ Qingqing agreed, and lay down beside him, holding her chin with her hands, smiling slightly. Anyway, she could only practice for half an hour at most, so she might as well listen to some interesting stories from her master and pretend that the time was extended. Even if she couldn't deceive her master, she could still deceive herself... … …