Chapter 4 The Fake Master and Disciple in Red Sleeves

Author: Li Ju Yu Wu Zhi

Chapter 4 The Fake Master and Disciple in Red Sleeves

Prince's Mansion.

"Report! My lord, the imperial envoy Zhang Yiqi was killed last night. He...died in Xicheng Hongxiuzhao..."

Prince Li Peiyan dropped the tea cup in his hand with an extremely smooth hand.

"It's true that success is more than failure! Why is it so difficult to order him to do something? You idiot, you actually risked your own life!"

Li Peiyan became angry and kicked away the guard who came to report the news.

"My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me!"

Li Peiyan was pacing in the hall with his expression changing. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something and stopped. He smiled evilly and glanced at the trembling person lying on the ground.

"Hmph, that's fine. He died in Xicheng, the territory of the Yulong Gang. Now he has a reason!"

"You go and inform the people in the military department."

"Tonight, the Yulong Gang will be wiped out with blood!"

Han Ye was pulled by Yan Se and walked on the street, and the scene around him changed backwards.

Looking at Yan Se's hunched back, he could feel the warmth of his clenched palms, as if he was afraid of losing himself. Suddenly, a sense of déjà vu came to Han Ye's mind.

In the farmland of the past life, it must have been the same feeling when my father retrieved me from sleeping in the rice fields as a child at dusk.

But Han Ye soon became unmoved.

I saw the curtains of the pavilion flying in front of me, and the woman's beautiful hands swaying in the pavilion.

The breeze blows, and the street is filled with the scent of flowers and rouge.

"Come in and play, young master~"

Han Ye's face darkened.

"Hey, are you worried about me saying I want to take the college entrance examination? Are you trying to seduce me?"

"I have been a serious person since I was young. I have never touched Wang Yuyan, Zhu'er, Azi, Tianshan Tonglao, or Ye Erniang!" Han Ye said as his eyes quickly scanned the curves between the pavilions.

Yan Se stopped, turned around and touched Han Ye's forehead.

"You kid, why are you talking nonsense that I can't understand?" Then he continued to drag Han Ye towards Hong Xiuzhao.

Han Ye burped slightly. He was already full from the three fried eggs he had just eaten.

The red silk sleeves were hanging down, and as soon as Yan Se stepped onto the threshold, a graceful woman rushed over.

"Hey, you're finally here, but let me wait for my sisters~"

Shuizhu'er leaned lightly on Yan Se's side and wrapped around his arm.

"Master, this young man looks very strange! This is the first time you have brought someone to our Red Sleeves. You need to introduce him well~"

"This is my future disciple!" Yan Se said with joy on his face.

"Ah! No wonder he looks so friendly. What do you call the young master?" Shuizhu'er walked around to Han Ye and bowed.

"Han Ye, I have met my sister." Han Ye swallowed.

Shui Zhuer's figure and voice were top-notch, and her thin attire in winter made Han Ye feel a little shy.

This kind of temptation to refuse and welcome is even more exciting than Ye Hongyu's frank meeting.

"My little mouth is so sweet~" Shui Zhuer covered her lips with her hand, smiling like the warm spring sun.

"Master, do you two want to be together? Or should we separate~" The water beads flew around Yan Se again.

"Of course together." Yan Se said seriously.

"Master is so bad!"

Shui Zhuer dismissed the eager sisters around her and led Yan Se and Han Ye upstairs and into the private room.

"Sit down, Mr. Han." Yan Se lay down casually in front of the desk, Shui Zhuer peeled the bodhisattva, and twirled the orchid fingers one by one and fed it into Yan Se's mouth.

Han Ye looked at the exiting beauties with a nostalgic look on his face.

He turned around and took a disgusted look at Yan Se who was enjoying himself.

"You always bring me here just to see how you can be so happy?" Han Ye peeled off the oranges.

"Young boy is extremely talented in the Tao of Talisman. I am the only one in the world who can teach you. Which academy should you go to?" Yan Se suddenly blew his beard and glared in anger.

"I want to go to the second floor." Han Ye replied lightly.

"Pfft!" Yan Se choked on Bodhi after hearing this, and Shuizhu'er quickly helped pat her on the back.

"Master? I didn't expect this kid to have such a high vision. This is a bit difficult to handle. This guy has all seventeen orifices. I'm afraid even the master would be tempted to break the rules and recruit him as his disciple."

Yan Se's mind was running wildly.

"But there are already twelve gentlemen on the second floor of the academy. There are twelve disciples corresponding to the master's twelve hours a day. How can you add them?" Yan Se persuaded.

Han Ye was stunned when he heard this. You are so clear-minded! I can't even refute...

"But as for me, if you are willing to be my disciple, I am willing to sleep with you not only for an hour, but also to sleep with you."

Shuizhu'er listened and gave up.

"Master, what should I do~"

"The three of us will be together." Yan Se replied without changing her expression and without her heart beating.

Han Ye suddenly imagined some scenes that were not suitable for children, which were very eye-catching.

"Han Ye, I will definitely give you all my life's hard work, and I will ensure that no one in this world dares to bully you."

"And the Tao of Talisman! Do you know how many top practitioners in the world can't even step through the threshold, and I, Yan Se, a well-known and peak Talisman Master who entered the Tao through Talisman! Who else is more suitable to be your teacher than me?!

"

Han Ye looked at Yan Se's extremely sincere expression and poured him a cup of tea.

"But I don't just want to learn Fu Dao, I also want to learn Sword Dao, Nian Dao, Martial Arts, the methods of the Demonic Sect, the Buddhist Sect, and the Tianqing Sect!"

Han Ye shouted in his heart, his face looking a little tangled.

After all, in ancient times, it was always the concept that one day is a teacher and one is a lifelong father. It would be disrespectful to worship a teacher everywhere.

"Thank you, Senior Yan Se, for being so fond of me. It's just that I have just entered the world of spiritual practice and know nothing about it. I still want to hear more and see more."

Yan Se saw the embarrassment on Han Ye's face and thought that he was too excited and was a little anxious.

"Shui Zhu'er, are you going to see if the chicken soup is ready?" Shui Zhu'er saw that Yan Se was trying to get away from her, so she stood up and left.

Han Ye was a little confused when he saw Shuizhu'er leaving.

"Have you practiced the Demon Sect technique?" Yan Se's face suddenly turned serious.

"Senior can you see that too?"

"Has anyone else said this to you before me?" Yan Se was a little curious.

"Zhishou Guanye Hongyu had a relationship with me once, and this book of Haotian's magic was also given to me by her." Han Ye took out the technique and put it on the table.

"That little girl didn't kill you?" Yan Se picked up the Haotian magic and marveled.

"Well... I didn't practice the Demon Sect Kung Fu. It was just some ways to strengthen my body, which made my blood energy different from that of ordinary people. She finally found out."

"The way to strengthen the body...well...is really a bit mysterious." Yan Sen used his power to examine Han Ye's body and found out what was unique about Han Ye's energy and blood.

"That's all. Since you want to think more about it, I won't rush you. It's better to be young! There are many choices. Unlike me, who is going to be in a coffin at the age of ninety. Not only do I not have a wife, I don't even have an apprentice! Okay.

How miserable!" Yan Se pretended to wipe away the tears from her nose.

Han Ye curled his lips, wondering why this old man was so miserable.

"But Mr. Han, I'm afraid some practitioners will notice your appearance in the city. I'm afraid they might misunderstand and come to trouble you. During this time, you can stay at my south gate for now!" Yan Se said with concern.

"It just so happens that I just came to Tang State and have no fixed place to live, so I would like to thank you senior!" Han Ye quickly thanked him.

Yan Se nodded calmly on the surface, but behind his back, the corner of his mouth curled up into a grin.

"Hmph! Little bastard, have you been fooled? I've been falling in love for a long time, and I'm afraid you'll run away!?"

Shui Zhuer knocked on the door and walked in, holding a letter in her hand and handing it to Yan Se.

Yan Se took out the letter and saw that it was written by Emperor Tang himself. He frowned and read it, then relaxed it, and an intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The opportunity to show your holiness in front of your disciples has come!"

Yan Se put the letter away and looked at Han Ye with a smile.

"Good disciple, tomorrow night master will take you to see a real battle between practitioners!"
Chapter completed!