Master tutoring class

The shadows of the trees outside the house fell from one side to the other day by day, and the wind blew through the leaves, making a lonely music.After losing one person, Tibetan Yi Mountain suddenly became much quieter.

It was also at this time that An Heyi realized how much his apprentice had done for him for nothing when he was in the mountains.

Thinking like this, he silently shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled up in a gentle arc, and the immortal at the table was sitting with a book in his hands, with the wind passing between his brows, he could see a hint of softness.

The flower branches outside the window slanted into the window, leaned out to the desk, and accompanied him silently.

On the [-]th, there was no news from Wen Xiuyuan.

He picked up the teapot and added tea to the cup again, ignoring the monks peeking out the window.

Hua Xiangran squatted behind with a dark face, he didn't want to come, he was robbed by these boring masters.

"Sovereign, think about it, it's been half a month, and there is no news at all, so there should be nothing wrong."

"Isn't this a fraudulent marriage?"

"I think it is."

"What a fraudulent marriage, can't you think of something better?"

"For example, Wen Jing was beaten to death by his apprentice."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The jade tablet on the wall finally moved, but An Heyi didn't rush to check it, and continued to drink tea and read a book in a leisurely manner.

The masters squatting aside were dying of panic.

"Look quickly, why don't you take a look?"

"I'm in a hurry!"

"Could it be that you didn't see it?"

"Who is so and so, go and remind me!"

The masters all stepped aside, stretched out their hands and pushed, and quickly betrayed Hua Xiangran.

Hua Xiangran staggered and was pushed out.

"roll!"

Standing upright furiously, his chest heaving violently, Hua Xiangran glared fiercely at the masters hiding beside him, as if he was about to hit someone.

An Heyi raised his head helplessly, "Brother?"

The movement stopped abruptly, and the body turned stiffly towards An Heyi.

The two looked at each other without speaking.

a long time.

Hua Xiangran coughed lightly, with a serious expression and a majestic look, "Junior brother, your jade badge is on."

After speaking, there was no one in sight, only the wind blowing through the window scattered the large red flowers.

An Heyi couldn't laugh or cry.

These few days the jade plaques are always on display, but it is not Wen Xiuyuan's news.

After pulling them into the no-reminder column one by one, the jade cards don't light up very much.

He also said how urgent his apprentice was when he came out that day, and now he really doesn't look like he has any conscience.

In the eyes of the masters outside, Master Tan Yu was too calm.

After drinking a cup of tea leisurely and calming down, An Heyi calmly transferred the jade plaque.

Seeing this, Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief outside the window.

The finger opened the jade tablet, and the news jumped out instantly.

Today's news unexpectedly came from Wen Xiuyuan who had disappeared for a long time.

"I prepared a lot of Xichun today, and I opened a tea garden on the top of the mountain a few days ago. It's just that the early days of Xichun were bitter, and the more I tasted it, the more I felt it was a pity. If I gave you better tea in the past, you wouldn't have to taste the tea at the beginning. suffering."

Xichun tastes slightly bitter when you drink it, but the more you drink it, the more fragrant and sweet it becomes.Like a person's life, first bitter and then sweet.

An Heyi closed his eyes, took a light breath, and the aroma of tea filled his nostrils.

With a swipe of his finger, he replied, "Xichun is fine".

Whether it's the encounter in the old days, or the family spending the winter humbly with the scarce tea leaves, even if it is bitter and astringent at first, it will leave the sweetest memories in the most important days of Anheyi.

Then he added, "I like it."

There was no reply for a long time.

An Heyi sighed, only saying that after Jia Yan, there were many things in the Mozong.

Looking at the jade tablet that didn't reply anymore, he lightly raised his hand and placed it on the table.

As soon as it was put on, the jade card lit up, and a flashing message box popped up, with several big exclamation marks. Just by looking at it, one could feel the pride of the other party.

"!! I knew Master liked me!"

An Heyi: "..."

Bowing his head and smiling, he typed back two words, "Narcissism."

"clang--"

With a look in his eyes, An Heyi picked up his sword and stood up quickly. The masters hiding outside the window had serious expressions and stood up with their weapons.

It is the warning bell of the sect.

"It's not good, something happened—" A disciple hurried over from outside the mountain.

"What's the matter? Talk on the road!" Hua Xiangran dragged his disciples and flew towards the main hall.

An Heyi followed closely behind Hua Xiangran, surrounded by a group of masters, all of them ready to fight.

Everyone felt uneasy in their hearts.

Could it be that the demon cultivator Jia Yan still has his followers?

The disciple gasped and replied loudly, "The devil sect sent someone!"

Hua Xiangran's face turned black, "How many?"

The disciple drew a big circle, "Many, many!"

The masters behind him gasped.

Flying to the outside of the sect with the sword, the surrounding scenery disappeared in a flash.

Before reaching the gate of the sect, one could hear the sound of gongs and drums beating. This battle was comparable to a battle between good and evil.

"It's incredible, it's incredible."

Hua Xiangran led a group of masters over there, and when he arrived at the square, he saw other elders in the door who were sitting together playing mahjong, playing mahjong, and drinking a little wine, so that they could relax.

Shi Mingda cried while raising his head to drink.

All the masters who came over were dumbfounded, Hua Xiangran turned and walked towards the door, An Heyi lowered the Ling Xiao sword and arrived opposite Mingda.

Seeing Shi Mingda's tears streaming down his face, he hesitated, "Brother Shouyu, what are you?"

Shi Mingda lifted his eyelids and saw that it was An Heyi, sobbing, "The old man is finally defeated!"

An Heyi stood there worried, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

"Dang——" There was another loud noise outside the sect's gate, and the monks in the square couldn't help covering their ears.

"Damn things!"

An Heyi heard his senior roar, turned his head and saw his senior flying towards him.

When Mingda lowered his head and howled again, Qiao Xu came over, looked up at An Heyi, and lowered his head to help his teacher who had failed in teaching to wipe his face.

Hua Xiangran stood in front of An Heyi angrily.

"Wen Jing, a bastard, led Moxiu to surround our sect!"

"hiss--"

The surrounding masters bit their tongues and covered their faces in unison, their small eyes still peeping here from the cracks.

There was a buzz in An Heyi's mind, and he was stunned by the news.

"Is Xiu Yuan here?"

Upon hearing this name, Hua Xiangran's eyes almost slanted to the sky, "Come on! Let him come in vain! Is he so easy to block our Yuansheng sect?!"

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes and looked at An Heyi dangerously, "You won't agree so quickly, will you?"

All the masters and elders in the square looked at him in unison.

An Heyi looked at the situation around him, how could he dare, let alone Senior Brother Hua Xiangran, but Senior Brother Shouyu who was dizzy from drinking on the table next to him, he was too embarrassed to just agree.

Apologetically, he raised his hand and bowed to all the senior brothers, "Why don't Tanyu go out and have a talk with my apprentice, and let him leave now."

"This..." Hua Xiangran hesitated again, and agreed that ten temples would be demolished rather than one marriage.If he really broke them up, he wouldn't be ashamed.

"We can agree later, it's also a test. How can it be so easy to propose a marriage!"

When the masters heard it, it made sense!

Immediately chime in.

"Yes!"

"Let him come a few more times!"

"That's it."

"Dry!"

The sun is clear.

The gongs and drums outside the sect's gate were ringing, and the sound continued for a long time. It seemed that this posture was going to continue.

All the masters urged An Heyi to go out and talk.

Before setting off, An Heyi glanced again at Hua Xiangran, who was full of anger, and Shi Mingda, who was crying, and sighed slightly in his heart, feeling sympathy for Wen Xiuyuan.

Wen Xiuyuan led a group of demon cultivators to wait for the master, and when he finally waited, he immediately greeted him with a bright smile on his face.

Who would have thought that Master stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

His face froze, "Master?"

An Heyi stretched out his hand to caress Wen Xiuyuan's hair, with sympathy in his eyes, "You have annoyed my brother, this time it won't work, let's do it next time."

Wen Xiuyuan smiled lightly, without being annoyed, he stretched out his hand to grab An Heyi, "Then when is the next time?"

The person opposite shook his head lightly.

Seeing this leaning over, Wen Xiuyuan said with a smile, "Then the time is up to you, so don't blame me for being impatient."

Hearing what the other party said, An Heyi had a bad premonition.

"what are you going to do?"

Wen Xiuyuan shook his head, "I'll go back and prepare some wedding letters." As he spoke, he scratched An Heyi's palm lightly.

An Heyi's cheeks blushed suddenly, and his hands were struggling to break free, but they were held tightly.

Behind them was a mass of black magic cultivators that seemed to cover the sky and the earth. They were all dressed in bright red festive clothes, and they were excited to beat when they saw their own demon master touching his little hand.

"Kiss one kiss one!"

Wen Xiuyuan had a thick skin, not only did he not feel embarrassed, but looked over expectantly.

Only the person on the opposite side was about to get into the apprentice's long sleeve in embarrassment.

"Don't make trouble, you should withdraw quickly."

An Heyi originally thought that Wen Xiuyuan would make a fuss, but he didn't expect the other party to accept it easily, and quickly withdrew his troops.

After confiding in his heart to the master, Wen Xiuyuan's continuous seductive smiles dazzled An Heyi's eyes, and while the master was closing his eyes, he reached out to cover the back of his head, and sneaked up to steal a kiss.

After rubbing together gently for a while, An Heyi heard the deafening cheers of the demon cultivators.

The ears turned red immediately, and the cheeks were extremely hot. When he raised his eyes and looked into a pair of tender peach blossom eyes, the other party's voice was low and hoarse, as if suppressing strong desires, "Master, please wait for me to come next time. Next time, I will definitely take you back."

Wen Xiuyuan's eyes were persistent, and he was suppressing the frenzy of plundering, so he felt embarrassed when he saw it.

The senior brothers behind him looked at this side with burning eyes, and An Heyi couldn't get entangled with his apprentice anymore, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him, urging Wen Xiuyuan to leave.

Then he saw the other party chuckle, his eyes blinked slightly, and his long eyelashes fluttered up and down, like a butterfly flying over the palm of his hand.

The army of demons finally withdrew.

The masters stood in the square and happily ate melons.

"Our sect was besieged again."

"Is this the first time for such a big battle?"

"Amazing, extraordinary."

"Yeah! It's filmed."

The author says:

It's almost over, little angels