"Master, are you really a master? Wuwu... I thought you didn't want to be a disciple anymore, you didn't want to be a disciple anymore..." Qingyin sobbed hard.
The feeling of being lost and found made her feel very unreal. It seemed that only by hugging the master tightly could she feel his presence.
At that moment, Lian suddenly understood.
Understand why his little disciple is sitting under the moonlight tree, why he is barefoot, why he is crying so sadly...
She thought he left and didn't want her anymore.
For a moment, Lian felt a little at a loss.
He never knew that his presence would have such a great influence on a child.
"Master." Qingyin sniffed, blinked her eyes, and looked up at the master's beautiful face.
"Yes. Master is here." Lian replied softly, regretting that he didn't tell her before going out, which made her sad.
"Disciple, it hurts!" Qingyin pouted, pointing to the stinging pain coming from her toes and thumbs.
Following her guidance, Lian saw the pair of jade feet rubbing each other, and the blisters on the sides had burst at some point.
His brows furrowed again, and without a second thought, he picked up Qingyin and walked towards the main hall.
At first, Qingyin was very shy and did not dare to move in the master's arms.
But slowly, her courage gradually grew.
He stretched out his little hands to the master's neck, hooked them tightly with his hands, cracked the corners of his mouth, and laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Lian lowered her eyes and asked, looking at Fang Jin's little face.
"Disciple is laughing, how come my disciple's life is so good? Not only did he become your disciple, but he was also held by the master." Qingyin felt that the master's chest was very broad and strong. She could actually feel the master's chest while lying on her stomach.
There was a strong and powerful heartbeat.
Lian ignored her words and scolded softly: "In the future, you must not go barefoot again. Do you understand?"
"Oh..." Qingyin just thought it was the master who didn't want to hug her anymore, and felt a little sour in her heart.
When she arrived at the main hall, Lian carefully placed Qingyin on the soft cushion and took out gauze and some medicinal powder out of thin air.
"Be patient." Lian took a deep look at Qingyin, held up her jade feet with one hand, and gently wiped the stains on them with gauze.
After wiping it clean, he sprinkled medicated powder on the wound.
"Hiss...it hurts." Qingyin bit her lip and cried out in pain.
Lian's movements immediately slowed down, and she used magic to relieve some of the pain.
Qingyin looked at the master steadily, watching the master bandage her wounds, and she suddenly felt so happy.
"Master, where did you go just now? My disciple has searched all over the Echo Hall and still can't find it." Qingyin asked.
"Master Lu has something to discuss with my teacher, and I went down there." Lian said calmly, using gauze to tie her wound into a nice bow.
After doing this, Lian sat down on a stool nearby.
Seeing this, Qingyin rushed over.
Lian's hands were quick to support her, and he scolded her unhappily: "You have an injury on your foot, don't move it."
"It's just blisters, I'm not afraid," Qingyin said with a smile. The master had already given medicine and used magic to reduce the pain. Naturally, it wasn't as painful as before.
Suddenly, she thought of something and said: "Master, can I make an agreement with you?"
Lian looked at her and asked, "Say."
Upon hearing this, Qingyin said cautiously, "Disciple, I would like to follow my master every step of the way in the future, is that okay?"
Qingyin was very careful when she said this. She was afraid that her master would disagree.
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