The guards occasionally stared into the sky. When they saw the star Qi from red to yellow, they smiled flatteringly:

"Young Master, you can go out soon!"

That excited look was even more exaggerated than Xiao Hanyu.

Just then, Xiao An walked out in a refreshing manner, changed into a clean chestnut linen dress, and her wet and soft hair was tied into a bun and hung on her head.

And the broken hair on the forehead was pressed against the eyebrows and eyes, making people unable to see the gaze in the green pupils.

He pinched his hands together in front of him, stopped behind Xiao Hanyu, and shouted:

"Mr., Master..."

As he spoke, the disappearing passage reappeared.

Xiao Hanyu threw two low-grade spirit stones to the guard and left without looking back.

Xiao An hurriedly chased after him.

He was wearing new shoes. Although they were the most ordinary black cloth shoes in Guimeng Inn, he was so happy that he was frightened, as if there were nails buried in his shoes, and he couldn't even walk.

Every two steps, you have to lower your eyes and look down at your feet. Every two steps, you have to lower your eyes and look down at your feet. Then you almost fell many times.

On the other side, Xuanyuan Qingshuang went to the sixth floor after the voice completely disappeared, and quietly opened the lock with her spiritual power. What she saw was the guest rooms on both sides that she had seen during the day.

The movement I heard before was like an hallucination.

When the two appeared at the door of the guest room, Xuanyuan Qingshuang had just returned shortly after.

On the table in the hall, the inn servants were already full of dishes.

"These are all for you, eat them slowly."

She sat cross-legged on the low couch in the hall and said to Xiao An in a normal manner.

The young boy stood at the door, and did not dare to step into the room. His top-notch emerald-like eyes carefully observed the woman's expression, looking a little like walking on thin ice.

This employer sister is obviously very nice to him.

Ask my brother to spend a lot of money to take him to take a bath, clean his clothes, and new and comfortable cloth shoes. He should prepare a table of hearty dishes for him.

Over the years, he has been living by picking up leftovers from his customers.

But leftovers are not easy to pick up, and many people are staring at them.

If you go up early, you will be beaten and scolded by guests. If you go up late, you will not be able to lick the plate.

Moreover, there is an organization among the wanderers on the first floor. They pick up a lot of leftovers and have to hand over half of them as worship. If they don’t pick them up, they will have to go hungry.

Hunger overcame fear, Xiao An walked to the table and sat down, and cried silently while eating.

The young man looked pretty after washing it, and was a white and thin style. Of course, it was completely incomparable to Xiao Hanyu.

The most beautiful thing in the book is not to be bragged about. What are the gentle young men, the domineering president, the sick and weak beauty, the heroic general, the handsome young man, the good wife and the good mother... they can all be controlled, and they are extremely plastic!

But what kind of beauty he will become seems to be related to his mood.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang smacked her lips, and her thoughts drifted away for a while. Y is ready.

Such a good resource cannot be wasted!

Xiao Hanyu saw his master staring at the wild boy intently. Even if he blocked her, he would not notice that he must have been hooked away by the new little fairy!

Xiao Hanyu was frustrated for a moment and couldn't get angry with her. After all, he couldn't even beat her with a finger!

As he was angry, he found that the woman got off the short couch, and walked around him like a blind eye, walked straight to the little fairy, threw a handkerchief onto the table.

"Wipe, you'll sleep on that short couch tonight."

Xiao Hanyu: The anger is trembling and cold!

Master likes weak little fairies, right?

Xiao Hanyu gritted his teeth fiercely, and in a flash, he gently covered his stomach, his face shrank to the ground with a pale face. The soft boy voice had a little tolerant smell:

"Sister, sister, I feel pain..."

Suddenly, the weak chicken shouted, and the thunder made Xuanyuan's green frost burn on the outside and tender on the inside.

When he turned around, his silly apprentice Lin fell to the ground like a thrilling beauty. His face was pale and weak, with cold sweats, and his narrow eyes were wet, which was particularly attractive.

Is this cosplaying?

However, that face is really inconsistent with nothing.

Now Xiao Hanyu is even more ill than Xi Shi, Xiao An and others, go there!

"Come on, brother..." Xuanyuan Qingshuang cooperated with the performance, holding the little boy who was performing with a heartache, "Sister helps you lie in the house for a while."

It was not until the fake sibling and the real master and apprentice entered the bedroom that Xiao An grabbed the handkerchief and started crying in depression.

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In the bedroom.

Xiao Hanyu was lying on the bed, looking at the knife that was lit out of the woman's hand, and suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang sat sideways on the edge of the bed, holding the shrinking Xuanyuan Sword in her hand, frowned and pursed her lips, and was about to stretch towards Xiao Hanyu's stomach.

I don’t know if it’s solemn or I’m holding back my laughter.

"Teacher, Master, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Hanyu swallowed his saliva wildly, and was at a loss.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang showed a soothing expression:

"Didn't you say the wound hurt? I'm worried that your old injury will recur and that it's inconvenient for you to take off your clothes, so I thought of a simple way to use a knife.

"Do not be afraid, disciple, you have to be the best of your sword skills. Just the sword energy can split a mountain and split your eyes, your annoying clothes, will definitely be no problem."

Xiao Hanyu: “…”

What is chopping?

He is even more panicked, okay?

At the last moment of life and death, he treated death as if he was home and rushed, pressing the unprepared Xuanyuan Qingshuang under him.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang had never expected that he would be so desperate. If he hadn't retracted the sword back to the sea of ​​consciousness at the critical moment, he would have stabbed into his chest directly.

She was so scared that she was so scared that the little boy came to her ear and called "Sister" pitifully.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang stared at the boy in front of her, her mouth gradually rose, and her lips opened sinisterly:

"Oh, brother..."

Before Xiao Hanyu could react, he changed his position. The fingertips of Congbai pressed him inadvertently.

When Xiao Hanyu was in pain, his mind was blank, the woman's light words penetrated into her ears:

"Boy, would you not get a house and untied tiles for three days?"

The woman's face is cold and holy as a fairy. She gets closer and closer, and closer...

He obviously didn't make any expression, but it brought Xiao Hanyu a great sense of oppression.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped, and in a flash he felt like a heavy drum. His white and flawless fingertips fell on his cheeks, and the cold touch made his body numb.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was stunned for a moment when Xiao Hanyu was lost, and the hand placed on his cheek instantly attacked the top of his head. She combed the boy in a meticulous bun and rubbed it into a chicken coop before she could stop.

She stood up suddenly, glanced at the boy with red and white faces, and smiled at the corner of her mouth:

"Little brother, you're a little tender!"

He sat down on the rattan chair on the right with a flowing figure. He tapped his fingertips on the tea table next to him, and spoke with a cold look:

"Come here, let me tell you about my teacher's discovery."

Xiao Hanyu sat on the bed with his head down, looking at the woman with a calm face with a faint look on his face, unable to say anything.

Compared to the past, she had human emotions and desires, and lived vividly and vividly, but if you have a deep understanding, you will find that her emotional desires are all superficial.

It seems that she is indulging in her appetite for mouth and stomach.

After all, when I was in Shanhai, I had three meals a day and afternoon tea, and I couldn’t miss a meal, but after going down the mountain, I didn’t eat for a few days, and I didn’t see her reacting much.

It is said that she relies on her younger generations, so she gave them all kinds of good elixirs along the way, and it was easy to solve the problem after something happened.

Whether he is sick or sensitive, shouldn’t an elder who truly relies on his juniors be harshly admonished after the younger generation?

However, she almost never said harsh words to them. Even if she was so angry that she would vomit blood in the eyes of ordinary elders, she just said a few words lightly, without asking about the specific situation.

It seems to be affectionate, but in fact it is more indifferent and ruthless than before.

Xiao Hanyu couldn't help but wonder, does she care about his disciple, and what kind of existence does this disciple exist in her eyes?

Seeing Xiao Hanyu sitting on the bed in a daze, Xuanyuan Qingshuang couldn't understand for a moment, so she said again:
Chapter completed!