When Rong Luo woke up the next day, his eyes hadn't opened yet, and he rolled around holding the quilt first, and encountered an obstacle halfway through the roll.

Before Rong Luo could gather his thoughts, he opened half of his eyes in a daze, and the world in front of him seemed to be a mosaic.

In the next second, Rong Luo's eyes opened "swish", widened, eyes full of horror, and hurriedly moved back.

The quilt on Gaizi's body was getting tighter and tighter, and Rong Luo was trying hard with both hands and feet, trying to tear the quilt apart.

What kind of obstacle he encountered, it was clearly Cen Chu who hadn't woken up yet.

This level of panic is no less than that of Mozun breaking through the seal and branding Li Tianzong.

Rong Luo's movements were too loud, even a quilt could still make him feel inseparable,

Cen Chu was a light sleeper, and Cen Chu woke up when Rong Luo turned over.

Last night, Rong Luo, who was so restless, went berserk in the middle of the night. At first, he slept soundly, like a carefree little piggy. Cen Chu endured it and passed.

Rong Luo was fine, he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and dragged Cen Chu into a drunken madness, insisting on going out to watch the moon and pick the stars.

Cen Chu was afraid that if he went out alone, if he stumbled and fell off the cliff and died, he would not be able to speak clearly with eight mouths, so he had no choice but to stay with Rong Luo and watch him, lest he do anything stupid.

Cen Chu still underestimated the extent of Rong Luo's fuss, and when he climbed to the top of the mountain, he thumped and fell in the snow, his limbs were swinging, and he was paddling back and forth.

Cen Chuquan pretended not to see the foolishness of his little apprentice, he was pure in heart, anyway, Rong Luo would not die of cold.

Rong Luo is very fussy, he is not stupid enough by himself, and he has to drag Cen Chu to lie down and watch the stars with him, Cen Chu would not do such a thing, with a straight face, looking down at Rong Luo, with a full face dislike.

When Cen Chu didn't agree, Rong Luo started to cry, this crying was nothing to worry about, the whole Litian Sect heard the crying.

Cen Chu: ...I really can't afford to lose this person.

"Hehehe, Master is so kind." Rong Luo lay on his side and looked at Cen Chu who was lying with him, and smiled cheerfully, although Cen Chu was still expressionless.

It's not my good, I'm just afraid of being ashamed.Cen Chu added silently in his heart.

Fortunately, Rong Luo didn't go crazy with alcohol anymore, and lay quietly, counting the stars in the sky one by one, "This star is me, this star belongs to Master Jiaojiao, and this star belongs to you." Master, yours, the three of us are next to each other, how nice it is."

Cen Chu followed the direction his hand was pointing at, and there were indeed three stars together, but the star that Rong Luo said belonged to Cen Jiaojiao was already very dim, indicating that Cen Jiaojiao's days were numbered. .

His mood suddenly became heavy, and Rong Luo hadn't noticed the change in Cen Chu. A carp started to straighten out, grabbed a handful of snow in his hand, and threw it in front of him with a "snap", muttering, "I want to build a snowman, Oh no, make three snowmen so we'll never be apart, like snowmen."

Cen Chu raised his eyelids, he really wanted to help Rong Luo pile up together, but his body weighed a thousand catties, and he still couldn't get up.

The snowman is not big, but three small ones, next to each other, look very warm and greedy.

What Rong Luo wanted was to be accompanied by two masters from beginning to end, but Jiaojiao...

Cen Chu sighed, he could hide it for a while, but Rong Luo is so smart, how could he not guess that his charming master is about to disappear.

After making the snowman, Rong Luo seemed to be tired, and fell asleep in the snow, finally he didn't bother anyone.

Cen Chu worked hard to carry him back, the sky was already pale, so he didn't rest for long, while Rong Luo slept soundly.

Lying beside Rong Luo, Cen Chu closed his eyes and fell asleep, finally fell asleep, and was woken up by Rong Luo, but he was not naive enough to settle accounts with him, Rong Luo woke up, and he told him to practice quickly Early work.

Rong Luo wished he could escape from this right and wrong place quickly, but he was too anxious, and when he got up, he tripped over the quilt and fell on Cen Chu.

Cen Chu: He took advantage of me?

Rong Luo: Oops, oops, oops, I'm afraid I'll have to shed a layer of skin today.

Taking advantage of his loss of focus, Cen Chu kneaded a bucket on his face, and only let him go when it was swollen, "Okay, get up quickly, if you delay the time, you can practice for an extra hour."

"Yes, Master." Rong Luo leaned on Cen Chu for strength, got out of bed and ran away.

Cen Chu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Am I so fierce? I have to run so fast, and I won't eat you."

Rong Luo ran for two miles in one breath before he dared to stop, leaning on one of them with one hand, and rubbing the back of his head with the other hand, he couldn't figure out why Cen Chu was so weird today, but he couldn't figure out what was so weird, anyway, it was weird of.

After practicing the morning skills, Rong Luo went down for a walk and happened to meet He Xuewei.

He Xuewei asked with concern: "Junior brother, are you okay last night, I heard you cry, did Master discipline you last night?"

"I'm crying? When will I cry..." Rong Luo's words got stuck in his throat before he finished speaking, and he went through all the stupid things he did last night in his mind.

Rong Luo cried and said, "Master didn't discipline me. I was drunk and ran to the top of the mountain and went crazy. If Master didn't stop me, everyone in the sect would have heard it."

Only then did He Xuewei know the truth of the matter, "It's okay, it's just me and your senior brother who heard it, don't worry."

As he said that, He Xuewei became emotional, "Master treats you really well. I wish I could do everything myself. I'm already wondering if you are Master's illegitimate child."

Rong Luo couldn't laugh at this cold joke, "Senior sister, don't make fun of me. Master doesn't usually punish me, he is in a good mood, and treats me well, whatever."

He Xuewei laughed angrily, and poked him on the head, "You, you don't know your blessings when you are in the blessings. We all have seen the kindness of the master to you. Although the master is not human, but in your favor In front of you, he looks like an ordinary person should look like, in front of you he is a master, not Immortal Jia Heng."

"Is that so?" Rong Luo frowned, he suspected that he was talking about Master Jiaojiao with Xuewei, but in the past 100 years, the number of times Master Jiaojiao came out can be counted on the fingers of the fingers.

Maybe it's because he has too much prejudice against Master Cen Chu, and he hasn't realized it all this time.

After exchanging pleasantries, Rong Luo hurriedly ran back to Cen Chu's cave, and squatted at the entrance of the cave to draw circles.

Hearing the harsh voices coming from his ears from time to time, Cen Chu couldn't help it anymore, with a sullen expression on his face, "What are you going to do, are you deliberately running up to make a noise so that Teacher is uneasy?"

Could it be that the little apprentice is not sober from the wine and is still playing drunk.

Rong Luo threw away the twig, and patted the dust on his hands, "I just miss Master, so I came here to have a look. Seeing that Master is meditating, it's not easy to wake up Master, but the disciple is really bored, so I drew it casually." painting."

Cen Chu was speechless, endured his anger and said, "Can't you do something else when you're bored?"

"Done."

"What did you do?"

"Give a portrait to Master."

"For me? Not for Jiaojiao?"

"Drawing for you, Master, not for Master Jiaojiao."

Rong Luo knew that Cen Chu had always cared about the portrait he painted for Master Jiaojiao, but he couldn't be bothered to ask Rong Luo to paint him too, and he happened to do it today.

Cen Chu's mood improved inexplicably, "Master, I don't remember villains, so I forgive you this time."

"Master, do you want to see it?" Rong Luo pointed to the ground.

Cen Chu shook his head, and kicked him out, telling him to practice quickly, and soon he was going to the forbidden area to strengthen the seal of the Demon Lord.

Rong Luo's cultivation base is not enough, so he can't help him with anything, and Cen Chu has to worry that he will be backlashed by the Demon Lord.

Rong Luo responded sullenly and left.

As soon as he left, Cen Chu couldn't wait to jump off the bed, ran to the place where Rong Luo squatted and squatted down, happily watching this portrait that belonged to him.

The painting is very restored, without intentionally destroying his tall, brave, handsome and unrestrained image, which can be regarded as Rong Luo's understanding.

What Cen Chu didn't know, Rong Luo didn't leave, and saw his whole process. After observing for a while, he left here thoughtfully.

Master doesn't seem to hate him as much as he imagined.

Master liked the portraits he drew very much.

Master loves face very much, no, it should be very.

Master is a little shy and doesn't like to show his landscape in front of others.

Master will like him like Master Jiaojiao likes him.

He will also like Shizun the same way he likes Shizun Jiaojiao.

Both masters belong to him.

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