Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

[It’s really hard to say, there are risks.]

"Ah, what should I do? I don't want them to get hurt."

Feng He was in a bit of a dilemma.

[Why don't you let the hero go alone? The hero is the lucky child of this world. Even if he encounters danger, he will be able to turn it into safety. Maybe he can even find a treasure by the way.]

Feng He still hesitated and struggled to say: "He is just a half-grown child..."

[You don't have to feel too guilty. The original owner had already let him go.]

Feng He thought about it and finally nodded. If he hesitated in front of his three disciples, his image might be ruined.

"OK then."

The next day, the three disciples were still practicing yesterday's sword skills.

Today is much better than yesterday.

When they took a break to drink water.

Feng He called Fu Ci Yan over.

Because I said yesterday that whoever is the most powerful will be given the spiritual fruit.

Feng He gave him a yellow spiritual fruit in a very noble manner. He had tasted it yesterday and the fruit tasted like pineapple.

It is sweet and sour and very delicious.

And the juice is rich and rich.

Fu Ci Yan looked at the fruits on the bamboo sticks and thought about it. This was his master’s new way of eating fruits. He had never eaten them like this before.

After a long pause, Fu Ciyan finally reached out to take it. He said respectfully, "Thank you, Master."

Feng He responded.

He couldn't help but sigh, this child is really too reserved.

This shows how inhumane the original owner was.

Feng He looked up and saw Shen Wenchen and Jing Niansang looking at her eagerly. Although it was not obvious, they looked very envious.

He immediately felt uncomfortable. He didn't like partiality.

So his heart softened and he called them both over.

"I don't have a good appetite today, so I'll give all these spiritual fruits to you. Remember, after eating the spiritual fruits, you must practice well!"

Feng He really couldn't eat anymore, but spiritual fruits were still quite filling.

He has eaten a lot...

After saying this, his three disciples all looked at him.

But they soon looked away.

Feng He touched his nose. They probably thought he would not say such a thing.

Indeed, the original owner had never been so kind, especially to his disciples.

"Thank you, Master."

The three of them said in unison.

Feng He nodded noble and coldly, then walked away expressionlessly.

There is a natural spring on Lingxiu Peak, which is an excellent hot spring with extremely clear and transparent water.

Since the original owner got this place, he set up a barrier outside to hide it. It also consumed some spiritual energy.

Because he only wanted to enjoy this place alone and didn't want to share it with others.

Moreover, the original owner lived in a very private place, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be seen by others while taking a bath.

Feng He was driven over by the strong desire to take a bath.

He looked at the hot spring in front of him, which was filled with fairy air, and said with some doubt: "Generally speaking, don't people who practice immortality know how to cleanse? How could the original owner, who has such a high level of cultivation, still take a bath?"

[This hot spring is a spiritual spring with water that can relax muscles and dissipate blood stasis. Taking a bath here can relax muscles and bones and make the whole body feel refreshed. It is extremely friendly to practitioners. Of course, it is also good for the original owner's physical recovery.]

Feng He nodded in understanding.

There is such a good place on Lingxiu Peak...

It’s just that the area around this hot spring is too simple, with rocks all over the place and without any shape.

Moreover, some places are very sharp and you absolutely cannot get close to them.

If the hot spring wasn't so beautiful and attractive, he wouldn't have wanted to go in and take a bath.

Feng He took off her clothes, removed her hairband, and entered the hot spring.

Because the surrounding environment was too simple, Feng He had to stand straight in the middle of the hot spring to soak.

But this is really uncomfortable...my feet will ache after standing for a long time.

It's really painful and happy.

After taking a bath, Feng He indeed felt a lot more comfortable all over.

It's just that his legs are a little tired from standing.

"Hoo, hoo, I'm so tired. I don't know why the original owner likes to take a hot spring bath so much, and why he didn't make the surrounding rocks safer and more comfortable."

Feng He muttered in great confusion.

[The original owner is not someone who cares about those little things, and you think he is as lazy as you are. Even if he has good conditions, he will not get close to you.]

Feng He was so angry that she couldn't say a word of rebuttal for a long time.

He pursed his lips and finally said nothing.

"Humph!"

[...]

After returning to his residence, Feng He rolled his eyes and thought about his extremely sore legs... He wanted someone to massage them.

So he called out, and immediately a little boy came in.

Feng He said, "Go and see who has finished practicing and call him over."

"Yes."

The little boy went there immediately.

After a while, he came over with someone.

It was Fu Ci Yan.

When Feng He saw that it was him, she suddenly thought that he indeed had the highest talent, so it was not strange that he finished training first.

But when I thought about doing that to him later, and now I was ordering him around, I felt like I was such a bad person, and I felt terrible all over...

[…Don’t be so saintly. Maybe the things that you find troublesome are not worth mentioning in his eyes.]

Feng He thought about it and felt that it made sense, after all, he was the male protagonist. And this was the world of immortal cultivation, so retreating was a very small matter.

"Please massage my legs for me."

Feng He spoke in a very cold tone, which was a commanding tone.

Hearing the request, Fu Ci Yan looked at him in surprise, but did not take any action.

Feng He pretended to be a little angry and glared, and the temperature around her immediately dropped by several degrees.

Fu Ci Yan exhaled and said, "Yes, Master, I will help you right away."

He knelt on the bamboo wooden step in front of Feng He's bed, with Feng He's white shoes next to him.

Feng He looked down at him, his legs stretched out on the bed.

Fu Ci Yan couldn't help but raise his eyelids and glance at Feng He. His master never let him get close to him before...

Even though he may seem to be the master's favorite disciple in the eyes of outsiders, only he himself knows that the relationship between him and the master is probably not as good as that between the master and the eldest and second senior brothers.

Master, if there is anything that requires personal service, it is always done by the eldest and second brothers...

But now, what happened...

Fu Ciyan didn't feel surprised or flattered. He was just simply confused.

Fu Ci Yan was doing what he was supposed to do with a normal expression.

He picked up one of the Master's legs and positioned it so that it would be easier for him to massage it.

Then the other leg.

After assuming the correct position, Fu Ci Yan began his massage.

To be honest, he has a very solid foundation and can control the massage strength very well.

After being pressed by him for a few times, Feng He couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in comfort.

If he wasn't afraid of losing his image, he would have sighed a few times.

"Master, how is my strength now?"

Fu Ci Yan couldn't see Feng He's expression and was unsure of what his master meant, so he asked.

Feng He was already feeling comfortable, and now she was in a much better mood.

So he said, "Well, that's good, just keep this intensity."

The voice he spoke was not as cold as usual, there was a hint of tenderness in it.

Fu Ci Yan was stunned by what he heard.