Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Qin Muyue, Shen Zhao and their group came out of the Shendu Restaurant. As the night deepened, the lights in Huanong City were bright and it looked particularly lively.

Shen Zhao pretended to be drowsy, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

Qin Muyue's eyes twitched. Brother, have you lost all your dignity in order to win favor?

But the improvement brought by favorability was so great that the girl pretended to notice that the boy was sleepy.

"Zhao'er is sleepy."

"Hmm..." Shen Zhao took the opportunity to lean on the girl's arm, his almond-shaped eyes moistened.

[Host, is it really okay for you to pamper him like this? ]

[Should I answer it or not? ]

Qin Muyue ignored the system's teasing, her eyes were always on Shen Zhao. Shen Zhao seemed to feel Qin Muyue's gaze, he lowered his head slightly, with a barely perceptible blush on his face.

"Master, I'm really happy today." Shen Zhao said softly, pretending to be shy. "It's just that there are too many people today. Can Master only bring Zhao'er out next time?"

Qin Muyue was shamefully moved. Who in the world of immortal cultivation would not want to be tempted like a dog and stroke the Demon Lord's hair?

Qin Muyue smiled and touched his head: "Zhao'er, as long as you are happy, your teacher will be satisfied."

Yu Fengxue watched this scene from the side, feeling mixed emotions, as if he had drunk a bottle of vinegar. For the first time, he felt that his junior nephew looked quite annoying.

Yan Shiyin, Yi Xuanji, and Liu Ruyan witnessed the interaction between Qin Muyue and Shen Zhao. They were all moved, but they all showed varying degrees of resistance and dissatisfaction.

Yan Shiyin was calm, reserved, and cold. He had seen everything, but he had never seen a boy like this who was ready to seduce the young master at any time.

He knew very well that Shen Zhao was scheming, and couldn't help but feel a little worried about Qin Muyue's doting.

He felt complicated. He wanted to remind Qin Muyue, but he didn't want Qin Muyue to misunderstand that he was picking on the little brat.

Yan Shiyin thought to himself: "Shen Zhao has a deep mind, and Mu Yue dotes on him so much, I'm afraid there will be consequences in the future. But at this moment, should I intervene or just wait and see?"

Yi Xuanji looked at Shen Zhao's shy look, his Duchen Sword was trembling. This child must have been a very evil person in his previous life. He wondered if it was fate or disaster that he became Qin Xiaoyou's apprentice.

Yi Xuanji thought of the ghost-born boy who died for him, and his heart was shattered. He was filled with three thousand worries and could no longer shoulder the responsibility of being a Buddhist.

If it was fate, he still reminded Qin Muyue to get married early to avoid any flaws in her Taoism.

Liu Ruyan took out a glutinous rice dumpling with a high concentration of green tea powder and handed it to Shen Zhao with a smile. "Nephew, eat it. This will allow you to walk to the Kongsang Boat before you can rest."

Shen Zhao looked at the dark green ball on the lotus leaf and fell into deep thought: Should he slap it away or pretend to be poisoned?

Shen Zhao took the glutinous rice dumpling, smiled slightly, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

He swallowed it in one gulp, then used his internal energy to make his face pale and his whole body break out in cold sweat.

[Xiaoying, isn't he allergic to matcha? ]

[A non-existent host, a creature from the world of immortal cultivation, can it be a person from the world of technology? ]

[…..Little Shenzi is so dramatic, but what if he is just testing whether I care about him or not?]

Liu Ruyan was shocked and quickly explained: "The ingredients I chose are very fresh, I don't have..."

"Junior sister, I believe in you." Qin Muyue smiled slightly and patted the girl's shoulder soothingly.

Qin Muyue immediately started to act, and hurriedly supported Shen Zhao, and asked with concern: "Zhao'er, what's wrong with you? Did you eat too much and your body can't bear it?"

Shen Zhao shook his head weakly, his voice trembling: "Master, I... I'm fine, I can still go with you."

Pulling Qin Muyue's sleeve pitifully, she begged in a low voice: "Don't leave me..."

[This mountain lotus is so lovable, I appreciate it]

Yan Shiyin frowned, he knew that Qin Muyue's action must have a deeper meaning, although he didn't understand why the young master didn't expose the bad disciple.

He took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister Yue, let me carry him back."

"No, this guy looks so fierce." Shen Zhao's face turned even paler and he hid behind Qin Muyue.

Veins on Yan Shiyin's head were throbbing. Some people were so young that they kept telling lies. He felt that this brat deliberately wanted the young master to carry him on his back.

Yi Xuanji was compassionate and immediately came out and said, "Then I will carry Xiaoshan..."

"No, the bald donkey smells of incense and candles, which will remind Zhaoer of his 100-year-old father who died many years ago." Shen Zhao said with a cold face.

Yi Xuanji:........

"It's okay," Qin Muyue waved his hand, patted the spirit beast bag, and cast an eye-catching trick the moment Bai Yueguang was called out.

"Master." The white snake changed its body shape and raised its head to look the girl at eye level.

The girl pinched the snake's head and said, "Change for me!"

"Change...what?" Bai Yueguang was startled and curled up his tail subconsciously.

"Change into human form and carry him on your back." Qin Muyue pinched the snake's head and asked him to look at Shen Zhao. She smiled kindly at the boy, "Zhao'er, you won't dislike your master's spirit beast, will you?"

Bai Yueguang turned into a human form, even forgetting to wear a mask. He was as beautiful as jade, a gentleman, tall and slender, and looked like a beautiful scholar who was good at teaching.

Qin Muyue borrowed a back chair from Yi Xuanji and tied Bai Yueguang to it.

“Master...I..." Shen Zhao’s face darkened, but he quickly covered it up.

"Then I have a second idea, do you want to hear it?" Qin Muyue said with a smile.

"I...I choose the chair." Shen Zhao sat obediently on the chair on the back of the white snake. He was very honest and begged to be let go.

He Zhen criticized him secretly and held a grudge, saying, "You can make a fuss, but don't joke with Ruyan, or you will suffer the consequences."

The night breeze was blowing gently, and the lights of Huanong City were still bright. Qin Muyue, Shen Zhao and his party walked through the bustling streets and headed towards Kongsangzhou outside the city.

Shen Zhao sat on the chair with white moonlight on his back. Although he was somewhat reluctant in his heart, he pretended to be weak on the surface. He secretly remembered the grudge: A male snake will be chopped off sooner or later. What kind of spiritual beast does the master raise? Am I not as useful as a spiritual beast?

Liu Ruyan, because she was too conscientious, had been observing the boy secretly, fearing that the boy was feeling uncomfortable because of the green tea glutinous rice dumplings, and she felt a little uneasy.

[Xiaoying, is he really allergic? ]

[Don't worry, host. His acting skills are worse than yours. 】

[Human words? 】

[Xiaoying may not be a human, but the host may be better than the Silver Moon Wolfdog]

[Bug, you are so brave! I will cut off all ties with you for three hours]

[I almost forgot that it’s time for Xiaoying to go to bed]

Qin Muyue felt that the system was really a system of life, and it was very well arranged.

The group finally arrived at the docking place of the Kongsang boat. Fu Shuci stood straight in front of the flying boat, and his stretched neck finally straightened.

The young master of Daqi Sect is humble online and often has accidents. He no longer dares to go home early to visit him in his empty nest.

"Fu Shuci, we are here." Qin Muyue walked forward with a smile and looked at the Kongsang Boat, which seemed intact on the surface.

Fu Shuci showed a pleasantly surprised expression on his face: "Mu Yue, you are finally here! The Kongsang Boat has been repaired and can be launched at any time."

"Who is this young master...?" His gaze lingered on Shen Zhao for a moment.

Shen Zhao struggled to stand up from the chair, barely able to stand steady, and said to Fu Shuci with a smug look on his face: "Hello, uncle, I am the disciple of the Immortal Qin."

Fu Shuci pondered for a moment, and confirmed that he had never seen him in Wuji Xianzong. He looked at Qin Muyue and said, "Congratulations, Junior Sister Qin, on having a precious disciple."

Qin Muyue showed the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone. "Well said, don't say it next time, let's go."

Yi Xuanji clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice: "Amitabha, Mr. Fu, I am sorry to bother you."

"Hmm...hmm? Why is the Buddhist here? Could it be that..." Fu Shuci thought of the Buddha and the demon who were blocking his way.

"Yes, it is this poor monk."

[This Buddhist disciple seems quite confident and righteous. I must not have been harsh enough in my orders.]

Yu Fengxue was secretly annoyed: On what basis can this Buddhist cultivator be ordered around by A Yue? He must not be spoiled. He must be kept an eye on every day to prevent his six senses from becoming impure.

"My six senses are no longer pure, and I am not worthy of being a Buddhist." Yi Xuanji shook his head slightly. He exiled himself and wandered around the world, just hoping that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect could train a good candidate.

"The matter of a ghost giving birth to a boy could actually hurt the master to this extent. This is the decision of Buddhism, and the Daqi Sect cannot say anything." Fu Shuci sighed with regret.

Qin Muyue suddenly realized, no wonder Yi Xuanji had hair, she couldn't have an inner demon too.

The biggest reason why Shen Zhao was secretly annoyed with Yi Xuanji was that he came here deliberately to win over this evil monk, but the other party not only did not support him, but also dared to take action. He really didn't know how to appreciate Yi Xuanji.

Everyone boarded the boat one after another. Under the night sky, the Kongsang boat slowly rose and flew towards the distant sky.