Chapter 127: Apprentice vs. Immortal (4)
Seeing that the atmosphere was not good and becoming more and more solemn, as if a war was about to break out, the system could no longer sit still.
[Ahhhhhh! Dear host, just be obedient and take the food and leave!]
[I'm really scared of you guys doing this. What if you get hit? ]
[You're screwed! Our mission has failed. No! (Extending Erkang's hand.JPG.)]
But Xu Jinxiao completely ignored him and stared at Chu Junhe lying on the bed, almost drooling.
He just wanted to come and take a look, and it didn't matter if he was kicked out again.
Chu Junhe suddenly moved, tiptoed on the ground, and walked towards him wearing only white socks.
[Ahhh! He's coming!]
The ball of thread was frightened.
Xu Jinxiao watched his actions and felt as if the immortal in the painting had walked out and was getting closer and closer to him. His heart couldn't help but beat faster and faster.
Chu Junhe came up to him and raised his hand to gently touch his forehead.
Xu Jinxiao only felt a cool fragrance of plum blossoms, and then a strong spiritual power surged into his body, flowing through his four meridians and eight vessels.
Xu Jinxiao was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that his wife was checking his body.
Chu Junhe withdrew his hand and said, "Master, I have checked with you and there seems to be nothing wrong with you."
As he spoke, he sat down on the chair and looked at the pile of food in front of him. He rubbed his brows with his cold white fingertips.
"But why is your behavior getting weirder today?"
Xu Jinxiao blinked, and lied without blushing or breathing heavily, "Master, as your eldest disciple, I didn't pay enough attention to you before. I will definitely take good care of you in the future. Today, my junior brother took me out for dinner, and the food was delicious, so I brought it to you immediately."
Chu Junhe paused, his eyes were complex and difficult to read. He really couldn't understand his eldest disciple.
He was restrained and polite before, but now he is passionate. What a big change.
Seeing him like this, Xu Jinxiao thought he was still unwilling, so she immediately untied the bag. The aroma of food instantly overflowed, rich and tempting.
Xu Jinxiao took the initiative to take a steamed bun and handed it to Chu Junhe, "Master."
Chu Junhe paused for a few seconds, then looked up at Xu Jinxiao. Meeting the man's eyes that were shining with expectation, he reached out his hand as if possessed by a demon, and pinched the bun with his cold, white, and almost transparent fingertips.
Chu Junhe looked at the buns in his hand and thought to himself that he must be crazy. Not only did he let him get close, but he also wanted to eat the food he brought.
Taking a deep breath, she decided not to indulge him and planned to throw him out the door by lifting her sleeves.
I didn’t expect the result to be…
He ate a lot.
Xu Jinxiao left with satisfaction, leaving him doubting his life.
Chu Junhe was depressed and decided to go out for a walk, and by the way, check on his spiritual plant garden, water it, weed it, etc.
He met many disciples on the way, all of whom looked respectful, and he felt much more at ease.
He walked briskly to the spiritual plant garden, and released a stream of spiritual power, which fell onto the spiritual plants in bits and pieces, and the small insects crawling on them were instantly reduced to ashes.
Then he rolled up his trouser legs, picked up the watering can beside him, and began to water the plants leisurely.
The snow-white robe seemed to be made of natural silk, extremely smooth and completely free of dirt. The outer layer of white gauze fluttered in the wind, making it look ethereal.
Xu Jinxiao returned to the house and began to practice magic according to the original owner's memory.
He had performed all of them in just half an hour and mastered them easily, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I walked to the window and opened it ajar. The moon shone in through the gap, and a cool breeze also slipped in.
Xu Jinxiao yawned and went back to bed to rest.
The next morning, he led a group of disciples to the bamboo forest to practice swordplay, accompanied by five lackeys.
"Big Brother, have you had breakfast?"
A man saw Xu Jinxiao go to the dining hall to eat yesterday, and now he has nothing in his hands, so he took the initiative to ask.
Xu Jinxiao was silent. He had originally wanted to get up early to buy food, but he overestimated himself and couldn't get up at all.
I could only shake my head and say, "No."
"That……"
The man smiled and was about to hand over the extra food in his hand, but unexpectedly a clear voice suddenly came,
"He's had breakfast!"
The sound of footsteps came from far away.
Xu Jinxiao and others turned around and saw that it was Yu Ying, holding large and small pieces of food in his hands.
"Big Brother, come with us!"
Others were shocked. He was indeed a prince, so wealthy and powerful.
They looked at the food in their hands and had to give up their seats in disappointment.
After eating, Xu Jinxiao taught them sword practice as usual, walking around and giving them some pointers. They had to keep their movements standard, fast, accurate and ruthless, and their attitude serious.
Xu Jinxiao looked serious and meticulous, and could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
[Threadball, being the eldest brother is so impressive! I love it so much!]
[Huh? Just a senior brother, host, have you forgotten? In the last world, you were the world's strongest zombie king!]
The ball of string indicates incomprehension.
[Can it be the same? I am the only one who knows about the Zombie King, but everyone here knows about it.]
Xu Jinxiao curled his lips and retorted.
【emmm】
The ball was speechless for a moment.
Yu Ying assisted him from the side, and usually they were the two who led their disciples in sword practice.
Chu Junhe seldom came, and he would go into seclusion at any time, although his strength was already the strongest immortal in the entire sect.
Xu Jinxiao and the other man trained them in swordplay for an hour, then let them rest for a while.
Xu Jinxiao stood in the distance with aloofness. He remembered that the original owner was a cold cube of ice, so he had to play the role well for him.
His handsome face kept people at a distance, but he was wailing in his heart, thinking it was so boring without anyone to chat with.
Fortunately, Yu Ying arrived. He held a leaf in his mouth and mumbled, "Big Brother, it seems that Master went down the mountain this morning."
"Why?"
Before Xu Jinxiao could react, he blurted out three words.
"I don't know. Our Master, don't you know? He's in seclusion all the time, or he goes down the mountain. In short, he doesn't stay with us."
Yu Ying couldn't help but complain.
“Ouch!”
He felt a pain at the back of his head and couldn't help but cry out.
Xu Jinxiao retracted the hand that had slapped him on the back of the head, put it behind his back, and glared at him, "Master is free to go wherever he wants."
Yu Ying rubbed his hands in grievance, but dared not say anything because his senior brother was so violent.
Xu Jinxiao turned around and went to another place. He calmed down and recalled the plot.
His wife fell in love with the heroine at first sight at the disciple-taking ceremony, and liked her more and more afterwards. She often went down the mountain to buy small things for the heroine, and then secretly sent them to her, and would come back soon.
Xu Jinxiao felt jealous because his wife had never bought anything for him.
Thinking of this, he felt depressed and listless, and instantly wilted.
"Big Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Yu Ying walked towards him. Just now, he caught a glimpse of Xu Jinxiao's back, and for a moment he felt that the back was very desolate and lonely.
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