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

Cang Ming said this with too much confidence.

Ordinary people would only think that he was arrogant, but Ning Yan knew that he was not joking at all.

Even though Cang Ming can't practice magic, the mysterious skills in his body are not covered.

If he and she really competed, she would be no match at all.

Ning Yan just pretended that she didn't know his details, smiled and clicked her tongue.

"Since you are so sure, let's get started."

The words just came to an end.

The woman in green shirt tapped her toes slightly on the ground, and with a slight exertion, she retreated half a foot away from Cang Ming.

The bamboo pole turned half a circle on her wrist, and then was held in the palm of her hand. She flicked it gently, and the bamboo tip touched the ground.

"Please."

The cold wind blew the fallen leaves into the air. Cang Ming rubbed the hilt of the sword twice with his fingertips and curled his lips slightly.

"Master, please keep an eye on it."

The young man's black clothes were flying, facing Ning Yan's face, taking out his clear frost and walking on the wind.

"The first move is called, Flowing Light Pierces the Clouds!"

Ning Yan frowned slightly, turned her head to avoid the extremely fast sword energy, jumped quickly on the bamboo pole, and suddenly raised her hand to clamp Qingshuang.

"The speed is good, but the strength is low."

Ning Yan evaluated seriously.

Cang Ming felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. This excitement did not come from the competition, but from some unknown emotion.

"Then Master, try the second move!"

The young man narrowed his smiling eyes, turned his sword, and the two of them jumped over the treetops at the same time, passing by each other.

Qingshuang seemed to have sensed some of his master's emotions, and the sword's body glowed even brighter in blue. As the boy quickly took off, it left a trail of broken blue afterimages in the air.

"Gorgeous."

Ning Yan could see that he deliberately concealed his own strength. These moves only exerted less than two successes. He laughed in his heart and simply pretended to accompany him to complete the play.

Cang Ming couldn't finish his eloquent words for only half a moment before he was kicked to the ground with a sword.

With a thud, the young man coughed while covering his kicked chest, put one hand on the ground, tilted his head and panted slightly.

"Overall, it's not bad. I've improved a lot compared to the past few days, but I still need to practice again."

Ning Yan threw away the bamboo pole in his hand, clapped his hands, and walked slowly to Cang Ming.

Cang Ming slowly got up from the ground, picked up Qingshuang and wiped it lovingly over and over again, with unconcealed admiration on his face, "Master is so awesome!"

Ning Yan's eyebrows skipped a beat.

She really didn't know whether Cang Ming's words were flattery or sarcasm.

In terms of strength, she could not survive three moves in front of him before being defeated. The kick she received today was really embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Ning Yan decided to gain some favorability first.

"You have made great progress. If you practice hard, you will definitely achieve something."

She reached out and approached Cang Ming's face. Cang Ming's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he didn't dare to move at all.

She was still in a daze until she took off a leaf stuck to his face and threw it away with an expressionless expression.

"But Master, why did you give me sword skills but not magic skills? I am not good at magic skills. Shouldn't I practice more diligently?"

Cang Ming pursed her lips and looked at her sincerely.

Ning Yan's mood was a little complicated, "Let's talk about academic law later."

"why?"

Cang Ming took a step forward, "Master said a long time ago that I have good bones. Are you trying to comfort me?"

Ning Yan frowned: "Why do you think so?"

"Isn't it?" Cang Ming lowered his head, his long eyelashes covering the hurt in his eyes, "No matter how poorly qualified the disciples in the sect are, it is impossible for them not to know even the most basic techniques, but I have tried so many times, I can’t do even the simplest things.”

"What Master said originally was because he knew early on that my qualifications were extremely poor, so he just made a bet with me and determined that it was impossible for me to win No. 1, right?"

Cang Ming seemed to be competing with her.

Ning Yan only felt that one head was as big as two.

What is this all about?

Is he all right?

Even though he knew that her current role was that of a kind and considerate master who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he still wanted to say such heart-wrenching words to pretend to be pitiful in front of her.

Impressed!

She was so convinced!

What a great little green tea for you!

Ning Yan's teeth were itching with hatred, but she had to pretend to be shocked and comfort her in a low voice.

"Why do you think so?"

Cang Ming raised his head slightly, his beautiful eyes filled with mist.

"Master, tell me, have you never thought of accepting me as your disciple?"

"Growing up, I have always been the one abandoned. My mother left when I was born, and the couple who adopted me later did not want me when they had their own children. Although the Wang family is suffering, at least they have a roof over their heads. Where it rains.”

"Master, from now on I will study hard and practice hard. I will learn whatever you want me to learn. Don't let me go!"

The young man looked extremely aggrieved, pitifully like an abandoned puppy. Ning Yan saw it and even felt that she was now worse than the little white cat that broke into her yard in the rain that night. Even more pitiful.

For a long time, she closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

"I don't want you."

"I never thought about not letting you be my apprentice. It was precisely because I believed in you that I made that bet with you."

Cang Ming's eyes widened slightly. Even though he knew that she didn't mean what he just said, he was still a little uncontrollably happy when he heard the master admit these words with his own ears.

Ning Yan continued to explain: "It is true that your lack of proficiency in magic has something to do with your bones, but what I said originally is correct. Your bones are extremely good and you are a rare cultivation genius. I just want to use them for you. Now You still have some difficulties.”

Cang Ming pursed her lips: "Why?"

Ning Yan looked at him: "You will understand later."

The young man was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Okay."

If she doesn't want to say it, then he won't ask.

After all, he knew the reason himself. There had been a seal from the Mysterious World in his body since he was born, and he could only choose one of the two between the root bone and this thing.

And since he has already taken one of the paths, it actually doesn't matter if he takes the remaining one.

"Cang Ming."

The young man hurriedly raised his head when he heard this very soft call, and saw the always cold-hearted master patting his shoulder very gently and giving him a shallow but extremely brilliant smile.

"From now on, no one will abandon you."

"Qingfeng Sect is your home."

Cang Ming was slightly dazed for a long time, then lowered his eyelashes and hummed softly.

But Ning Yan didn't know that what Cang Ming was thinking in her heart at the moment was: Home is where she is.

Because Cang Ming was "in a bad mood", Ning Yan did not teach him any more sword skills today and only asked him to practice a few moves he had learned a few days ago.

When she left Cang Ming alone and returned to the front mountain, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the favorability level had reached 70%.

What is it like to have a strategy target who is a drama star?

Don't ask, asking is just tiring and helpless.

She had never been so dedicated when filming. She never expected that the debt she owed would be repaid in such a unique way in this world.