Quick Pass: Green Tea Strategy

Chapter 277 Becoming the Taoist Companion of the Villain 47

With the arrival of night in the Sword Tomb, everything around became darker.

Lu Zicha raised his hand and squeezed out a flame: "Follow me as a teacher, don't get lost."

He took a few steps forward, always feeling that Xiao Hanqing's speed was too slow, so he turned slightly and pulled Xiao Hanqing's sleeve lightly.

Seeing Xiao Hanqing's puzzled expression, Lu Zicha raised his chin slightly, raised his hand and said, "I can allow you to pull your sleeves."

Thinking of the sleeves that were tugged just now, Xiao Hanqing didn't know what to say. His lips curled up slightly, and he answered "Yes", and then he touched Lu Zicha's wide and smooth cuffs, and his fingertips touched slightly. Touching the back of his hand, Lu Zicha half-closed his robe as if he had been scalded, and then let Xiao Han pull it.

The two walked on the road of Jianzhong with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The terrain here was complex and varied. Although there was light from the fire, Lu Zicha still couldn't see the road clearly.

The terrain under his feet changed again, and Lu Zicha just stepped on the raised dagger handle directly in front of him.

"Master, be careful."

Xiao Hanqing's voice sounded close to his ears, his broad chest just caught him, and Lu Zicha held his arm to maintain his balance.

Fingers rubbed and touched Xiao Hanqing's strong muscles twice. As a master, Lu Zicha couldn't even walk, and he still needed his disciples to support him, which really made him feel that his majesty was not enough.

In order to cover up his embarrassment and maintain his face as a master, he coughed lightly twice: "The suppression of this deity is a bit strong here."

Although he also felt that explaining was a cover-up, but God knows, it was also the first time for him to be someone else's master, so he didn't understand the essentials at all!

It seems that if you want to be a successful master, you still need to keep a certain distance from your disciples.

This is not easy to reveal the nature.

If the master and the disciples get along well together, even so good that they can secretly violate the sect's regulations together, then he, the master, will definitely not be able to suppress these disciples.

If a master can't control his disciples, wouldn't all the little bastards under him rebel against the heavens?

Lu Zicha now finally understands why every master eventually became the flower of Gaoling in the hearts of his disciples, and it was not because of maintaining the personality.

If you are ashamed in front of your disciples, it will be too shameful.

Disciples, please stay away from the lives of Masters! !

Fortunately, the sky was a bit dark, and Lu Zicha felt that the blush on his face should have been seen by no one, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two walked a few more steps forward, when the flames at Lu Zicha's fingertips were suddenly blown out by a gust of wind, and the surroundings instantly returned to the kind of pitch blackness where you couldn't see your fingers.

"Ugh-"

A deafening sound sounded, and Lu Zicha felt that his brain was going to go numb from the roar. He covered his head with his hands, but when he turned his head, he saw that there was no one behind him.

"Xiao Hanqing?"

Lu Zicha thought for a while, and then remembered that there was a small plot in the sword mound, that is, Xiao Hanqing defeated a night python with his own strength, and obtained a lot of rare materials.

"Forget it, this is his single-player copy, and I can't get in..." Lu Zicha directly found a safe place, sat there, and began to rest, "I'll just wait here for him to come out."

Luzicha placed the small tables, chairs and even the tea trays in the mustard space, as if the years had been peaceful.

He supported his head with one hand, and slowly sipped tea with the other. There was also a fairy tale magazine on the table.

Because of the local tyrant, even in a dangerous place, he can still be so happy.

The waiting time was a bit long, and the drawing book was not very interesting. Lu Zicha supported his head and slowly closed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Hanqing staggered out of the field of the night python with injuries all over his body. Half of his body was covered in blood, but when he looked up, he saw him sitting in front of the blanket with silver threads on the tea table. Lu Zicha was taking a nap with his head closed and his eyes closed.

In the darkness all around, only his place glowed with a little silver light, as if his only home.

Xiao Hanqing couldn't hold it anymore, his brain was a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, he wanted to touch it with his blood-stained hands, but he was afraid of dirtying Lu Zicha's sleeves, so he withdrew his desire to touch hand: "Master..."

"Um……"

Lu Zicha vaguely heard someone calling him in the haze, and he just woke up from the dream when he saw Xiao Hanqing who was about to faint.

He got up and hugged Xiao Hanqing firmly, not caring whether the blood on Xiao Hanqing's body would stain his body at all.

Xiao Hanqing whispered: "Master, don't touch it, it's dirty."

As if she didn't hear what he said, Lu Zicha let his head hang down and put it on her shoulders. The pure white robe seemed to be dragged into the mortal world, stained with black and red blood.

Seeing that his clothes were dirty and blood was everywhere, Lu Zicha casually took a robe from the mustard space and poured it on Xiao Han: "Why did you make yourself so embarrassed again?"

Watching Xiao Hanqing close his eyes, Lu Zicha squeezed a dust removal formula to help him clean up the blood and put him on a gold silk pillow.

When Xiao Hanqing woke up again, Lu Zicha had already brought him back to the spirit boat of Shang Qingzong.

Xiao Hanqing stood up slightly, looked at the golden quilt covering his body: "Master..."

"Now is the way back to Shang Qingzong..." Lu Zicha slightly raised his eyes and glanced at him, not at all as close as he was with him day and night in the ancient battlefield, but said in a slightly distant manner, "You just lie down. "

Seeing that Mo Shui was grinding the ink for him beside Lu Zicha, and the other disciples beside Lu Zicha seemed to know his identity as the head master, showing himself attentively, Xiao Hanqing felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart, but he But I don't know where this emotion comes from.

It seems that after leaving the secret realm, without the opportunity for the two of them to be alone, the master will not treat him so kindly, right?

Thinking like this, Xiao Hanqing tightened his fingers slightly, only to feel that the golden quilt on his body seemed to still have the lingering fragrance of Lu Zicha, which made him a little greedy for his own temperature before he fainted.

Why do you just wake up and everything has changed?

The master is still the master, but he is the common master of so many people.

Xiao Hanqing closed his eyes, and he finally understood what he was thinking - he actually had a desire for monopoly on the master, and wanted him to smile only at himself and only be good to himself.

But how is this possible?

After all, he Xiao thought about it.