"As a teacher, I naturally know that whether in terms of talent or level, you are far superior to Ming Teng."
"I don't want to see anyone suppress you."
Cheng Yu saw the ferocious and crazy look in Cangyue's eyes, and Qingzhi raised her eyebrows lightly.
She firmly believed that strict teachers produce excellent students, and that only occasional encouragement and pressure could enable the small tree Cangyue to grow into a lush, towering tree.
She will definitely defeat Fu Yu and will not let Ming Teng take away the credit.
*
The human world, the capital.
Fu Yu and Ming Teng dressed up as the master and apprentice of the imperial escort team and had dinner in a restaurant near the imperial mausoleum. The waiter saw that they were unfamiliar faces and couldn't help but take a few more glances at them.
Ming Teng silently raised his snake pupils, and snake scales appeared on his cheeks from time to time.
The waiter was so frightened that he lost his mind and the dish in his hand fell to the ground.
Ming Teng quickly caught it and put on an approachable smile, "Waiter, check out."
The moment he spoke, a demonic energy quietly invaded the waiter's nostrils.
The waiter's frightened pupils paused for a moment and turned into pure inorganic black.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Ming Teng recovered his breath, returned to his seat, and looked at Fu Yu obediently.
I really like the way Master eats.
I also like the way he drinks.
A master like that should be hidden away in his cave, left to himself.
He was even a little jealous.
Jealous of the food and liquor that could be tasted and chewed by the master.
How can the master taste him, chew him, and tear him apart so that he can't separate them?
"Ming Teng, who allowed you to cast an illusion?"
Fu Yu put down his wine glass and looked at him coldly.
The air pressure around me dropped suddenly, and the air seemed to be frozen.
Ming Teng's breathing became a little short.
what to do?
He prefers his master's cold face.
Ming Teng recalled that in the dark room, his master raised his ice whip to punish him for disobeying his instructions.
The pure and clear moonlight, who was otherworldly and detached in front of others, was cold-blooded and merciless in front of him.
Ming Teng loved this contrast.
"Master, are you going to punish me?"
Ming Teng's whole body was trembling.
"Disciple just thinks that the waiter doubts our identities, and I'm worried that he'll report us to the police, which will affect Master's investigation into the artifact."
Because the imperial tomb was robbed, the entire capital was under martial law, and the villages near the capital were also strictly restricted from leaving, and everyone had to pass through layers of checkpoints to enter and exit.
If the tomb robber is still not found.
"I just implanted in him the memory of knowing us for many years, to prevent the authorities from getting suspicious."
Ming Teng's voice was very soft, and he observed Fu Yu's expression as he spoke.
Si Yu was afraid that Fu Yu would be angry, but also hoped that Fu Yu would punish him severely.
Fu Yu took a sip of wine and said calmly, "This won't happen again."
Ming Teng breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was a little disappointed.
I haven't been beaten by my master for a long time, and my skin is a little itchy.
The two sat in the hotel from day to evening.
In this place where all kinds of people gather, Xiao Yu is extremely well-informed.
From the emperor's pillow to the neighbor's chickens and ducks, everything can become a topic of conversation.
Sitting at the table next to them were two men in brown robes, with the temperament between their brows like those of cultivators who had practiced Taoism for many years.
Unfortunately, my qualifications are limited and I have not been able to find the right method for many years.
"How long are we going to stay in this damn place?"
"Hush, the head of the family said that Qilin hasn't left here yet. We must find Qilin before the authorities do!"
"Oh, even if we find it, what good is it? Even if we refine it into soul medicine, the master won't give us even a single one!"
Fu Yu held the wine glass, his eyebrows raised slightly.
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