The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Shen Zhihan looked at Mo Ning, feeling that time flies so fast.

Back then, Mo Ning was only in the age of dancing spoons, and his head was not as big as his own chest.

But now, the little apprentice in his memory has sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, jumping two fingers higher than him in one breath.

The originally immature face has opened, and it has become handsome and sharp, with the sharpness and arrogance of a young man, like the scorching sun, bright and dazzling.

"Aning."

Shen Zhihan finally took another step forward and said softly, "Long time no see."

Hearing this, Mo Ning smiled even wider.

No matter how many years have passed, Master is still the same.

The clean air perfectly blended with his slightly flattering eyebrows and eyes, so that one can't give birth to any whimsical thoughts, and can only be subdued by him willingly.

He stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkled skirt of his clothes due to sword practice, and then stepped on the petals all over the ground to greet him: "Master, you must be tired after coming a long way? It's dusk now, why don't you let the disciples serve you to rest? "

Shen Zhihan was slightly taken aback.

Everything seems to be back to Qingjing Peak back then, except that Tuer has grown up, everything seems to be the same.

But when he looked at Mo Ning, he could still see some differences in the other's eyes.

It's as if a piece of black jade has been stained by thick ink, even if it is still black, there will be a difference after all.

Seeing Shen Zhihan frowning slightly at him, the smile on Mo Ning's face finally began to gradually fade.

"Master," he said with a fake smile, "but you despise the disciple?"

Shen Zhihan shook his head quickly, but before he could explain, the former said quietly: "Back then, the master left Aning alone, but you know that the disciple has been soaking in the muddy pool of Huangjintai for more than ten years? A piece of white paper fell into the ink Still can't recover, let alone a person?"

As Mo Ning said, some grievances welled up in his heart for no reason.

Although it has been a long time since I saw him, in front of Master, he felt that his cold and hard heart was an empty shell, and it collapsed in an instant, and all his dirty thoughts about Master were revealed without any cover .

"Master, do you know that Aning has been waiting for you to pick me up for 11 years? Every day and night, my disciples look forward to seeing you in front of me—but when you came back, you first went to Lishui City to save the master, I went to the Mirage again, and went to the Jingwei Academy...you have even met Xie Changliu and Feng Bumin, why did you forget about Aning?"

Mo Ning said a long list in one breath, and Shen Zhihan was speechless. He paused, sucked his nose again, and when he calmed down, he continued: "Master...you are really passionate, and you are really passionate." ruthless."

Shen Zhihan's chest jumped.

Knowing that he was really sorry for the little apprentice, he sighed, and said after consideration: "It's the master's fault for taking so long to see you. If Aning wants to sever the master-student relationship with me, I don't have any complaints as a teacher..."

Shen Zhihan was talking to himself, but he didn't notice Mo Ning's darkening face at all.

He endured and endured, but he still couldn't help interrupting Shen Zhihan, and said coldly: "Master thinks I'm so cumbersome, and is he in a hurry to throw me away?"

Shen Zhihan: "???"

He was a little at a loss: "I didn't...A Ning, listen to me to explain..."

"No explanation needed."

The anger on Mo Ning's face faded away like a tide, and a very faint smile appeared again.He took two steps closer to Shen Zhihan, suddenly leaned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Master, you are here for the two great essences of Jinshui and the five elements, as well as the soul-fixing pearl, right?"

Shen Zhihan's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in disbelief, "Why do you..."

"Why would I know?"

Mo Ning smiled even more, but he couldn't reach the bottom of his jade-like eyes: "Since you pawned things in Lishui City, this disciple has been paying attention to Master's movements. Naturally, I also know that you went to fetch the essence of the earth, Went to Jingwei Academy again... Xie Changliu is not dead, it seems that you have the spirit of the earth and the spirit of wood in your body now, right?"

Shen Zhihan nodded silently.

Seeing this, Mo Ning raised his hand and picked up a strand of Shen Zhihan's hair hanging down to his chest, and said lightly: "The essence of golden water is in the hidden room in the pavilion; the soul-fixing pearl...is on the apprentice. Master." If you want, you can take them all away.”

He paused, then brought the hair in his hand to the tip of his nose, sniffed lightly, and said slyly: "It's just that... I have one condition."

Shen Zhihan looked at Mo Ning, the little apprentice had sharp and handsome eyebrows, but his eyes were dark, without the slightest smile.

He was pinching his own hair, but it was something that the little Aning would never have done in the past.

He was silent, and then asked softly: "...What conditions?"

The corner of Mo Ning's lips curled up, and a little triumphant expression suddenly overflowed from his expression.He let go of Shen Zhihan's hair, but stretched out his arms, hugging the slender waist of the master directly.

This was obviously his favorite movement when he was young, when Shen Zhihan stretched out his hand, he would gently and gently pat the top of the boy's hair, and the quiet voice resonated from his chest, with a tenderness that only he could hear.

But his current height made this originally warm movement full of disobedience.This feeling is like a small hammer, constantly beating on Maning's fragile nerves, reminding him that everything can't go back.

"It's very simple..."

Mo Ning buried the tip of his nose in his bosom, took a deep breath of the other's fresh breath, and lazily said, "As long as the master stays with me... How about it?"

Shen Zhihan's whole body froze when he hugged him, and finally regained his strength at this moment, then nodded, and said, "Okay...I promise you as a teacher."

He understood that there were too many misunderstandings and estrangements between himself and Mo Ning, but at this moment Mo Ning was unwilling to listen to anything, so Shen Zhihan could only stay first, and then find a way to slowly resolve the knot in the little apprentice's heart.

Finally hearing his satisfactory answer, Mo Ning can finally let go of the heart that he has been holding secretly.

He reluctantly rubbed against the side of Shen Zhihan's neck again, making him stiff again, finally got up contentedly, and took Master's hand as preciously as he had experienced countless times in his dreams.

The difference from the dream is that Shen Zhihan is not wearing Wuweizong's school uniform today, nor is he wearing the pair of ice silk gloves on his hands, Mo Ning can easily feel the softness and warmth of the opponent's palm.

He dragged Shen Zhihan to the inner room like this, as if stepping on clouds, to a dream that people would never want to wake up again.

"Since the master is willing to stay, let's live in Fangfei."

Mo Ning said as he walked, "It's quiet here, and you won't be disturbed by prying eyes... If you want to go out on weekdays, please don't leave the Golden Pavilion."

Shen Zhihan asked puzzled, "Why?"

Mo Ning paused in his footsteps, and then said with a low laugh: "Because the people here are very dirty."

After the two talked, the sun had already set and the night was gradually falling.

Fang Fei was full of aura, and even the peach blossoms were covered with a faint mist of light.Walking through it at night is like walking around the clouds illuminated by the moonlight, like a dream.

Shen Zhihan followed Mo Ning through the scorching peach forest, and saw an exceptionally delicate cottage located deep in the peach blossoms, as if isolated from the outside world, just like a fairyland in a paradise.

"arrive."

Mo Ning held Shen Zhihan's hand tightly again: "Master, do you still like it?"

Shen Zhihan nodded: "Very elegant, it's time for Lao Aning."

The gloomy look in Mo Ning's eyes finally faded away, and he was overjoyed and excited.

Shen Zhihan's heart that had been hanging all this time was finally willing to let go, so he had to let him pull, and the two finally entered the room together.

And not far away under the peach blossom tree, a black shadow suddenly appeared, even Shen Zhihan and the two of them didn't notice it.

The black shadow shook for a moment, then gradually solidified, turning into a somewhat ethereal human figure.

He gave a low laugh, but disappeared in the evening wind.

"He's really my good son..."