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Qingzhi was taken aback. In her memory, Fu Yu was always uncompetitive and carefree.
How did they end up looking like this, fighting and snatching, with sharp teeth and claws?
Is it true that one is influenced by one's surroundings?
Living and being around that great demon Ming Teng day and night, being influenced by him?
Before Qingzhi could process her surprise, Cangyue and Mingteng walked towards the two of them.
Qingzhi instinctively turned her back.
Memories of being imprisoned by Ming Teng in a past life resurface.
Since becoming an apprentice in the main hall, she has avoided any contact with Ming Teng.
They were afraid he would seize it by force again.
She closed her eyes tightly and took a few deep breaths.
"Master?"
Qingzhi opened her eyes and saw Cangyue respectfully bowing to her.
Ming Teng disregarded the etiquette of the celestial realm and rushed straight to Fu Yu, anxiously grabbing her sleeve.
Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
"Master, are you alright?"
"What could it be that I need?"
"I am just worried that Master will punish you because of me."
Ming Teng carefully squeezed Fu Yu's sleeve, feeling the fabric slowly slide through his palm, and after it absorbed his scent, he slowly released it.
If that old bastard dares to punish Master, he will surely tear down this Heavenly Palace, making them wish they were dead.
Concealing his wicked thoughts, Ming Teng stared at Fu Yu with gentle eyes.
“I’m worried that I’ve done something wrong again and caused trouble for my master.”
"How could that be? You are my good disciple."
Fu Yu pinched Ming Teng's chin and gently shook it.
The tips of Ming Teng's ears turned red.
His tall body hunched slightly, allowing Fu Yu's fingertips to play with his thin chin.
"Yeah?"
Am I your best disciple?
Ming Teng's gaze fell on Fu Yu's face, eagerly awaiting her answer.
He hoped that he could hold a greater place in Fu Yu's heart.
"That depends on your performance."
Fu Yu released his chin and nodded to Qingzhi. "Senior Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now. We'll meet again in the mortal realm."
Having said that, he took Ming Teng's hand.
A cloud of icy mist swirled between the two, and in an instant, they vanished into thin air.
An indescribable emotion was brewing in Qingzhi's eyes.
In her past life, she had never seen Ming Teng so obsequious.
The way he looked just now was like a lapdog begging for a reward, as if he couldn't wait to jump into Fu Yu's arms.
Where is the Demon Lord's majesty and aura?
Is that correct?
What exactly happened between the two of them?
Why do their tempers change so drastically?
A sense of voyeurism, which she had never felt before, rose in Qingzhi's heart.
She didn't care about Ming Teng, and she wasn't interested in her junior sister who was inferior to her in every way.
But at this moment, she desperately wanted to find the root cause of the changes in the two of them.
It was as if only by knowing that this root cause was bad, harmful, and would drive the two of them to their doom could her heart find some peace.
Seeing that Qingzhi's expression was not quite right, Cangyue asked anxiously, "Immortal Lord Qingzhi, is there something urgent that Master is in such a hurry to see you? Just now, Immortal Lord Fuyu mentioned the mortal realm..."
Qingzhi regained her senses, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and patted Cangyue's shoulder, "Cangyue, whether you can make a name for yourself and rise to the top in the Heavenly Palace to become a Celestial Lord depends entirely on this."
"My master ordered me and Immortal Lord Fu Yu to investigate the whereabouts of the ancient artifact Qilin."
Qingzhi pressed down on Cangyue's shoulder, "If this credit is attributed to Junior Sister and Ming Teng..."
A faint smile appeared on Qingzhi's lips. "Disciple, all your efforts over the years have been in vain."
"As your teacher, I know that you are far superior to Ming Teng in terms of both talent and diligence."
"As your teacher, I don't want to see anyone surpass you."
Qingzhi raised an eyebrow with ease as she successfully saw the ferocious, insane look in Cang Yue's eyes.
She firmly believes that strict teachers produce outstanding students, and that only through constant supervision and discipline can Cangyue, this sapling, grow into a lush and towering tree.
She will definitely beat Fu Yu and won't let Ming Teng steal the credit.
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In the human world, in the capital city.
Fu Yu and Ming Teng, disguised as a master and apprentice镖师 (bodyguards) eating at a restaurant near the imperial tomb, were taken aback by the waiter's unfamiliar faces.
Ming Teng silently raised his snake eyes, and snake scales occasionally appeared on his cheeks.
The waiter was so frightened that he dropped the dishes he was holding.
Ming Teng caught it quickly and put on a friendly smile, "Waiter, the bill is due."
The moment he spoke, a demonic aura silently invaded the waiter's nostrils.
The waiter's panicked pupils froze for a moment, turning into a pure, inorganic black.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Ming Teng calmed his breathing, returned to his seat, and looked obediently at Fu Yu.
I love the way my master eats.
I also like the way he drinks.
Such a master should be hidden in his cave, so that only he can see him.
He was even a little jealous.
They were envious of the food and liquor that their master could taste and savor.
How can the master taste him, chew him, dissect him and put him into his stomach, making them inseparable?
"Ming Teng, who gave you permission to use illusion magic?"
Fu Yu put down her wine glass and looked at him coldly.
The air pressure around me dropped sharply, and the air seemed to freeze.
Ming Teng's breathing became a little rapid.
what to do?
He preferred his master's cold face.
Ming Teng recalled how, in the secluded room, his master raised his ice whip to punish him for his disobedience.
She appears ethereal and otherworldly in front of others, like a pure white moon, but in his presence, she is cold-blooded, ruthless, and merciless.
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