All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Before Cang Ming could say anything, Qi Gu's eyes immediately opened and he screamed: "What?!"

Is it the jade token he was thinking of? !

Is it the jade token made of thousand-year-old ice jade that Master lent to Cang Ming for dinner? !

Why does the master give the little junior brother whatever he wants?This is so doting! ! !

Qi Gu stared at the box, then suddenly turned his head and glared at Cang Ming, menacingly.

Cang Ming narrowed her eyes at him, and a brilliant smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which fell into Qi Gu's eyes and was very unsatisfactory.

"Master treats me so well!"

At this time, Cang Ming didn't forget to blow another rainbow fart. He lowered his head to take the box and took a look. The bright smile on his face froze, and he looked a little dazed.

In the box, three jade tablets were lying squarely.

Judging from the material, it was the same one that his master gave him before.

However, these three pieces of jade tablets were each engraved with the names of himself, Qi Gu and Ruo Mu, which made Cang Ming's original joyous mood fall instantly.

"What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

Ning Yan caught a glimpse of Cang Ming's expression and said, "I specifically told them to make it according to the style of my brand. It just so happens that my disciples should also have something that can represent their identity. You reminded me originally that this The three of you each have a sign."

Cang Ming twitched the corners of his lips.

What he wants is the jade tablet with the word "Hanshan" written on it, not the jade tablet with his name written on it that everyone has!

Qi Gu didn't see what was in the box and didn't react at first. After hearing what Ning Yan said, he immediately figured it out.

"Hey, Master, please leave him alone. If Junior Brother doesn't like it, I do!"

Qi Gu snatched the box from Cang Ming's hand. When his eyes glanced at his jade plaque, it lit up. He picked it up and hung it directly on his waist.

"Junior sister, I'll go to the back mountain and give it to her later! She must also like it very much!"

"Junior brother, this last piece is yours."

Qi Gu put away Ruomu's sign with a smile, and pushed the box over with a mean look.

"You are right, Master is so kind! He made the same sign for each of us!"

Cang Ming's molar teeth were almost broken. He looked at Qi Gu and smiled: "Senior brother, are you very free today?"

Qi Gu shook his head: "I'm very busy."

Cang Ming continued to smile: "Then why are you still here?"

Qi Gu pursed his lips, "Then shall I leave?"

Cang Ming: "..."

Ning Yan tried her best to hold back the corners of her mouth that wanted to curl up crazily, and coughed slightly, interrupting the useless bickering between the two.

"Okay, please remember to give Ruomu this jade plaque to her. It's getting late, so you two can go do whatever you need to do."

"Cang Ming goes back to clean up. Follow me to practice sword practice in half a quarter of an hour."

After Ning Yan spoke, the two finally stopped arguing.

Qi Gu went out to be busy.

After he walked away, Cang Ming slowly picked up his own brand in the box, feeling very uncomfortable.

What he wanted was not such a brand, but something with the traces of his master.

"I really don't like it?"

Seeing that he hadn't left, Ning Yan followed the other person's gaze and asked, "Didn't you like me so much last time that you refused to give it back to me? It's only been a few days? You've already changed your mind?"

"Master, I am not..."

Cang Ming was startled by the four words "change of mind". He wanted to explain that these four words were not used in this way, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't.

His thoughts are for people, not things.

Ning Yan sighed helplessly, "You were the one who said you wanted this thing, and I specially asked someone to find materials and put words on it."

Cang Ming's gloomy eyes brightened slightly, "Did Master inscribe this character?"

Ning Yan nodded, "Yes, but since you don't like it, just give it back to me first. You can find a style you like later."

Ning Yan said, reaching for his sign.

As soon as his hand touched his knuckles, before it even came close to the piece of jade, Cang Ming took it back.

The young man hung the jade medal on his waist with quick eyes and quick hands, his expression a little unnatural, "Who says I don't like it? As long as it is given by Master, I like it!"

Ning Yan raised her eyes and took her hand back silently, pretending she didn't know what he was thinking deep down.

"Master..." Cang Ming fumbled with the piece of jade, his eyes resting on the green word "Cang Ming", and asked with expectation and uncertainty:

"Among the jade plaques you made for the three of us, only mine was inscribed by Master, or were they all written by Master..."

The meaning of this is obvious.

Ning Yan wanted to laugh a little, "Of course I wrote them all, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just asked."

Cang Ming felt sour in her heart, "I'll go back and prepare first. I'll practice sword practice with Master later."

He bent down and saluted, with a normal expression on his face, but as soon as he turned around and stepped out of the door, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He knows it!

What the Master gave him was not unique to him, even the inscriptions were stained by rain and dew.

As if he had spilled a whole jar of vinegar, Cang Ming's face was somber and dark as he walked back, and the sour smell seemed to be overflowing.

But when he returned to the room, he saw the Qingshuang Sword hanging on the wall. Thinking of practicing swordplay with his master later, he felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.

He quickly changed his clothes, tied his hair into a high ponytail, and his mentality was almost adjusted when he went out with Qingshuang.

Cang Ming snorted, he didn't care what happened to the other two.

Anyway, the master only taught him how to practice swordsmanship alone.

Ning Yan gave Cang Ming a good swordsmanship. He didn't need any magic to activate him, and he could achieve great results just by relying on his physical skills.

The back mountain area is very large. Except for the place where Elder Jiuguang grows herbal medicine, the rest is covered with woods.

Ning Yan's only sword was given to Cang Ming.

Although there are other weapons, it is always difficult to take them out when facing a disciple who is "powerless to restrain a chicken".

In late winter, all the other leaves in the forest have long since fallen off, leaving only the green bamboos still standing strong in the wind.

Ning Yan cut a piece of bamboo and used it as a sword. Her wrists flew and she formed a beautiful sword flower.

"Have you learned all the tricks I taught you in the past half month?"

The woman was wearing a blue shirt and skirt, with solemn eyebrows. Standing in this desolate and lonely forest, she seemed to have a somewhat independent temperament.

"It's all done."

Cang Ming's eyes swayed along her swaying hair, and he felt that the hair was going to sway into his heart.

Ning Yan nodded, "In that case, you can help me get through a few tricks."

Cang Ming was slightly stunned: "Master, do you want to compete with me?"

"Scared?"

Ning Yan raised her eyebrows and carried the piece of bamboo behind her back, "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle. Even if I find you being opportunistic, I won't leave any obvious scars on you."

Hearing that she was teasing, Cang Ming curled his lips and said, "Master, please don't show mercy."

"Although my swordsmanship is not as good as Master's, please don't underestimate me."