Pick up a mermaid as an apprentice

Chapter 1 I picked up a little rag

Yu Guyuan held the sword with one hand, and pulled out a sharp sword flower. With the support of his powerful cultivation, the fairy sword flew off the ground powerfully.He jumped on the sword, looked down at Xiao Wuqing from a high position, and said joyfully: "I can control the sword now, let's go and fly around with Master."

Xiao Wuqing stared blankly at the master standing on the fairy sword, she was taken aback for a moment, then jumped onto Yu Guyuan's fairy sword, stretched out her long arms, and wrapped his arms around his waist very naturally, feeling Yu Guyuan Yuan's body stiffened for a moment, pretending not to know, and buried his head in the neck of the person in front of him.

Yu Guyuan was eaten tofu, and said uncomfortably: "I mean you use your own fairy sword..."

Xiao Wuqing didn't move, and said in a muffled voice: "Disciple just remembered that I followed you. When Fan Haisheng was practicing, you often took me with you like this and taught me to fly with a sword. I was really stupid at that time. I can’t learn it all the time, I fell off the sword several times, and my nose was bruised and my face was swollen, Master would reprimand me every time, and then carefully rub the medicine on me.” Saying this, he hugged Yu Guyuan even tighter, He smiled and said: "It happened many years ago, I can never forget it, Master, do you still remember?"

Yu Guyuan didn't speak, and urged his cultivation base, the two stood on the same fairy sword, and fled into the distance.It really happened many years ago, Yu Guyuan thought: When he used to lead him to guard the sword, he was still a short young man with a thin body. When he hugged himself from behind, he would tremble slightly. Like a timid and poor puppy.

But now, Yu Guyuan can feel the physique of an adult man behind him without turning his head. He can feel his strong chest muscles sticking to his back, and there is a scorching heat coming from him.

He is no longer the timid and pitiful puppy he used to be.

When Xiao Wuqing was a child, she was completely different from him now...

Back then, I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to eliminate demons. On the way back, I passed a small town. The rain was too heavy and I couldn’t fly with my sword. Unfortunately, I got lost in the town again. Into a dirty and smelly alley.

Also in a battered kennel, an emaciated child was found.

He clearly remembered that it was very rainy that day, in the late autumn weather, the child was only wearing a ragged dress that could not see its original color, maybe it was not a dress at all, but a few tattered cloth strips tied around the Together, they barely looked like clothes.

The child is too thin, too thin to tell his original age.He was nestled in the kennel with the roof exposed, his whole body was soaked, his hair was sticking to his face, water was running down continuously, and his small body was shivering.When he saw himself, a fairly clean little face was full of horror.

Yu Guyuan seldom went down the mountain, let alone wandering in the dirty alleys. He didn't even know that there were such miserable children in the world.

He was stunned for a moment.

The child trembled more obviously. He watched Yu Guyuan's face carefully, crawled out of the broken doghouse, knelt down at the feet of this noble and clean man in front of him, and tremblingly grabbed the "cloth" on his body. ", wiping the man's white boots stained with mud.

Yu Guyuan was startled, and quickly withdrew his feet.

The child was also startled, thinking that Yu Guyuan was going to lift his leg to kick him, but he didn't dare to hide, and hugged his head on the spot.Begging like a puppy: "Don't hit me, I'll leave now, I didn't know this place was yours..."

Yu Guyuan couldn't stand it anymore, squatted down, and gently touched the child's head with the palm of his hand without an umbrella, so as not to scare him again, he said as gently as possible: "This is not my place, I don't live in a kennel. Are you alone? Where are the parents?" As he spoke, he took off his sky-blue robe and tried to cover the child.

The child was flattered, took a few steps back, looked at Yu Guyuan with big bright eyes, blushed and said, "I'm too dirty, don't stain your clothes. I don't have parents, I, I'm a Stinky beggar."

Yu Guyuan didn't allow him to resist, and forced him to cover him with his own clothes. His clothes were too long to cover the child, and half of them dragged on the ground, which was quickly stained by muddy water.

Yu Guyuan didn't care about his clothes. After thinking for a while, he patted the child's head again, like a homeless puppy, "Since you have no father or mother, why don't you come with me?" Go back to Fanhaisheng, where you can eat and drink, but someone will force you to practice." Looking at the child's puzzled eyes, Yu Guyuan explained: "Oh, I forgot to say, Fanhaisheng is a sect of cultivating immortals. Master is an old devil who can only force people to practice! It’s terrifying! But you don’t have to be afraid, I can take you as a disciple and cover you.”

The child stared at him blankly.

"Why? Don't you want to? Could it be that, in your heart, you really like to beg for food?" Yu Guyuan felt incomprehensible.He stayed in the sect all day, and when he first saw a child in the human world, he simply didn't know how to treat him.

The child shook his head, blushing and muttering: "Everyone says that beggars can't go to a good place. Fan Haisheng sounds like a good place, and that's not the place I deserve to go."

Yu Guyuan sighed, "After becoming a teacher, I will no longer beg for food. Anyway, everyone has their own hardships. I am forced to practice by my master every day. I get up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog. Think about it this way, come on. Fanhai is not a good place to live and cultivate immortals, it's too damn hard." He covered the child's head with a small umbrella, "However, it's still better than begging everywhere, if you want, you can worship me as a teacher Bar."

Yu Guyuan thought in his heart, if he also had disciples and became a master himself, then the old master would not force him to work hard to cultivate, after all, he had to allocate time to teach his little disciples.

The child raised his face and looked at Yu Guyuan's body that was quickly drenched by rain. His eyes were red, and he immediately knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

Yu Guyuan helped him up, "Do you have a name?"

"My name is Xiao Wuqing."

Yu Guyuan thought for a moment, then commented: "It's not good, it's heartless, it's not human, it sounds serious."

Xiao Wuqing smiled lightly, "It's sunny."

"That's even worse, Wuqing, without a sunny day, the quilt can't be dried. How about it, Master, I will give you a word, um." He led Xiao Wuqing forward, "Just call, Ji'an, the weather clears up, and life is safe."

Xiao Ji'an exclaimed excitedly: "It sounds so good! Thank you, Master!" He looked at the road ahead, "Master, where are we going?"

"Back to Fan Haisheng."

"But there is Flower Street in front. The adults say that children can't go there. Was Fan Hai born in Flower Street?"

Yu Guyuan: "..."

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