Demon Lord became my apprentice

Cong Rong was very angry and felt very ashamed, but the experience of raising an apprentice for more than half a year told him that children never play cards according to common sense. If he wants to live a few more years as a master, he can only persuade himself , there is no other way.

Seeing that Cong Rong kept a straight face and didn't speak, Murong Li crept up to him, slanted his body to block Cong Rong's sharp line of sight from looking at the little guy, and said with a smile: "Brother Rong, Cong Yi is still young and ignorant. A lot, just forgive him! I promise you on his behalf, there will never be a next time."

While speaking, Murong Li picked up the chopsticks on the stove, picked up a piece of meat and lifted it to the little guy's mouth.

The little guy who was originally staring at Cong Rong was immediately attracted by the flesh and blood he was thinking about, and he didn't care that he was still hanging in the air, dancing with excitement.

Murong Li took the opportunity and said: "Xiao Congyi, if you know you made a mistake, eat this piece of meat."

The little guy opened his mouth, and unceremoniously ate the meat that was fed to his mouth with an ahhh, his little face was filled with a satisfied and proud smile.

Murong Li looked back at Cong Rong, and said sincerely: "Brother Rong, look, Cong Yi knew he was wrong."

Ha ha!

However, Cong Rong was still very sensible and went down the steps.

"Dirty." Cong Rong clicked his tongue in disgust, leaned over and put the little guy on the stool, took out a brocade handkerchief from his body, squatted in front of the little guy, and wiped his face and hands.

The little guy pursed his mouth, enjoying Cong Rong's aftercare service very much.

The sunset glow is like practice, splashing in through the window, and the gorgeous colors are reflected on the two people, one big and one small, as if they are coated with a hazy soft light, and there is an indescribable tranquility of time.

Murong Li watched from the side, with a happy smile on his lips unconsciously.

After cleaning up the little guy, Cong Rong said angrily, "Wait", got up and put the braised pork in the pot on a plate, and scooped two bowls of rice paste from the pot next to it, together with the fried rice Vegetables are put together on the tray.

Cong Rong looked at Murong Li and said, "There is no food at home, so I won't invite you to dinner."

Murong Li hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, I've already eaten before I came."

Cong Rong held the tray in one hand and led the little guy in the other, and walked slowly to the stone table in the yard.

Cong Rong put the tray on the table, picked up the little guy with one hand and placed it on the stone bench.But the little guy couldn't sit still at all, so he slid off the stone bench, tiptoed, and lay down beside the stone table, staring longingly at the plate of braised pork, almost drooling.

Cong Rong didn't force him to sit or stand or stand, and let him go.

Cong Rong scooped half a spoonful of rice paste, put a piece of braised pork on top, and fed it to the little guy's mouth.The little guy is like a jackal, tiger and leopard that has been hungry for 800 years, wrapping all the food in the spoon into his mouth in one bite, stuffing his mouth so full that it is even cute.

Murong Li sat down directly opposite Cong Rong, watching him feed the little guy for a moment.

After the little guy swallowed the food in his mouth, Cong Rong picked up a small piece of green vegetables and put it on the rice paste, and fed it to the little guy.

As soon as he saw the green vegetable leaves, the little guy frowned immediately, his little face was full of disgust.

Cong Rong said coldly: "The combination of meat and vegetables, don't be picky eaters."

The little guy's eyebrows tightened even more, and he even pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

Cong Rong threatened him, "If you don't eat green vegetables, you won't have braised pork."

The little guy was not frightened, he squinted at Cong Rong, and stared at him.

Murong Li watched from the side, seeing that the two of them were on the verge of sword-tattling, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and thought: No matter how you eat, it's like fighting a war.

At this moment, taking advantage of Cong Rong's unpreparedness, the little guy stretched out his little hand and went to attack the braised pork on the plate.Cong Rong seemed to have expected this move a long time ago, and took the chopsticks and slapped him hard on the back of the hand.

A muffled sound that sounds painful.However, the little guy didn't seem to notice it, and the little hand went straight towards the braised pork without even pausing.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Cong Rong dropped his chopsticks, stretched out his hands, and took away the entire plate before him.

The duck that reached its mouth just flew away, the little guy was so angry that he puffed out his cheeks and kept staring at Cong Rong.

Cong Rong let out a sigh, "Fight with master, you are still too tender!" After finishing speaking, he raised the spoon containing vegetables to the little guy again, and said contemptuously: "There is no way, just eat quickly."

The little guy pouted, turned his head to look at Murong Li, his big watery eyes were full of grievances, just looking at it made people feel distressed.

Murong Li couldn't help but began to intercede for him, "Brother Rong, Cong Yi is still a child, it's normal to be picky eaters, when he grows up, he will be fine."

The little guy pursed his lips and drooped his eyes, looking back at Cong Rong, with a look on the verge of tears, looking extremely aggrieved.

Cong Rong was unmoved, "When I grow up, I can make my own decisions about everything, and there will definitely be no food on the table that I don't like, so naturally I won't be picky eaters."

Murong Li choked, she bought a lot of clothes and toys for Cong Yi during her visit, but she forgot to eat.Now, after Cong Rong said this, she couldn't continue to take care of her anymore.

Seeing Murong Li's embarrassed face, the desperate little guy had no choice but to compromise, and slowly opened his mouth with an extremely disgusted expression.

Seeing this, Cong Rong said "I knew this earlier, so why bother" and fed the food from the spoon into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the little guy suddenly turned his head and bit the outside of Cong Rong's thumb.

The little guy has deciduous teeth, and biting hard on the bone on the outside of his finger, it still hurts a bit.

Murong Li subconsciously called out, "Brother Rong!"

Although this little pain was nothing to Cong Rong, but Cong Rong was so angry that he stretched out his hand to grab the little guy's ears.

The little guy seemed to have expected it a long time ago. After taking a hard bite, he dodged back suddenly, giggled and said, "Fatty, delicious."

Looking at the two rows of small tooth marks sunken in on his fingers, which were sickly bluish white, Cong Rong felt his brain ache.

This is already the countless times he sighed in his heart: At the beginning, he was really blind, and the first time he saw him, he thought he was a good boy.

"Brother Rong, are you alright?" Murong Li asked nervously, reaching out to check his injuries.

Cong Rong retracted his hand calmly, "It's just a bite, it's not a big deal."

"Oh." Murong Li let out a little disappointed.

Cong Rong pretended not to hear, and scooped up half a spoonful of hot porridge again, and at the same time put a piece of meat and a piece of vegetables on top, "There is meat, you should eat it now."

The little guy eats soft but not hard, Cong Rong gave him meat, and he generously rewarded him.

Murong Li looked at it, and suddenly felt as if she had passed away, she said: "Brother Rong, I think you are different from before."

Cong Rong kept his subordinates, didn't speak, only slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Murong Li said: "Before, you didn't like to talk very much. If no one took the initiative to talk to you, you could even stay silent for several days. At that time, except for Brother Rui..."

When Cong Rui was mentioned, Murong Li suddenly stopped talking, and hurriedly went to look at Cong Rong, seeing that his face didn't seem to have changed much, Murong Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

She didn't know how to round it out, so she could only pretend that nothing happened, and continued casually: "In short, although everyone thinks you are humble, polite, and respectful, in my heart, I always feel that you have a city in your heart." , the tall and thick city wall towers like a mountain, shutting everyone out, and you never intend to step out of the city gate."

Speaking of this, Murong Li looked at the little guy, and his tone subconsciously softened, "I don't know why, seeing you and Cong Yi get along, I suddenly feel that the city seems to be getting hazy little by little. , and may even disappear just like that one day. Cong Yi is probably the lucky star sent by God to Brother Rong."

In more than ten years of life, Cong Rong has heard other people's evaluation of him many times, both positive and negative, good and bad.No matter what others say, he will not pay attention.Just like Murong Li said so much, he just listened quietly, but this last sentence made him feel very confused. Where did Murong Li come from? It's good for him to die of anger, the word "lucky" is simply nonsense.

However, Cong Rong didn't want to continue discussing with her on this issue, and said bluntly: "You came to see me today, what's the matter?"

Murong Li was almost laughed out of anger, he knew that he liked him, but didn't he understand that he appeared here just because he missed him.

Murong Li said angrily: "Who said I came to see you, I came to see Xiao Cong Yi."

Seeing that the little guy was almost finished eating, Murong Li asked the maid to open the two big boxes, took out a cloth tiger from it, held it in front of the little guy, and said with a smile: "Look, Cong Yi, my sister brought it to you." What a fun thing!"

After eating and drinking enough, the little guy was immediately attracted by these gadgets he had never seen before, and happily ran to Murong Li's side.

"Hmph." Murong Li pouted at Cong Rong, and snorted arrogantly.

Cong Rong didn't care, someone helped him look after his apprentice, on the contrary, he was happy to relax and started eating on his own.

It has to be said that in order to find an excuse for himself, Murong Li took the trouble to collect a lot of good things from all over the place for the little guy.

The little guy can't even eat meat on weekdays, so there is no money to buy toys, not to mention Cong Rong, who raised his apprentice so perfunctorily, never thought of buying him toys.

Therefore, when he saw these colorful and grotesque gadgets, the little guy went crazy playing like having fun, and his giggles filled the yard.

The little guy was especially good at watching people order, and never made trouble in front of Murong Yue. Murong Yue felt more and more that he was a well-behaved boy who was loved by everyone, and the two quickly became friends.

It was getting late, Cong Rong put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said, "You should go back."

Murong Li was reluctant to leave, pretended not to hear, and continued to play happily with the little guy.

Cong Rong said: "You take these things back together, Cong Yi doesn't need them."

Murong Li couldn't pretend anymore, raised his eyes to look at Cong Rong, and said angrily: "It's not for you, if you want to accept it, you have to ask Cong Yi."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the little guy again, and asked gently: "Cong Yi, these things are given to you by my sister, do you like them?"

The little guy was having a good time, there was no reason not to like it, and he immediately nodded like garlic.

Murong Li argued: "Even if you are Cong Yi's master, you can't decide everything for Cong Yi, especially his private affairs."

Cong Rong didn't retort, "You can keep things if you want. It's getting late, you should go back."

Murong Li was so distressed by his indifference, he gasped for a few breaths before slowly calming down.She sat down on the stone bench in front of Cong Rong again, and said, "I have another thing to do."

Cong Rong looked at her, quietly waiting for her next words.

Murong Li went straight to the point and said: "Although Demon Venerable Yue Wuhua is dead, there are still many soldiers and crabs under his command, especially the female general Yingzhao. With her, the backbone of the Demon Clan will not be completely defeated, and the remnants of the Demon Clan will not be completely defeated." It is very difficult to be eradicated. Nowadays, after experiencing such an unprecedented battle between immortals and demons, the vitality of the major immortal families has been greatly damaged. Nearly half of my disciples in the Misty Pavilion have lost nearly half of them. The aristocratic family is also having a hard time, and they have to guard against the demons every day."

"In the past, it took five years for the major families of the immortal sect to recruit a group of disciples, and the family of the immortal sect paid special attention to the inheritance of blood. With fresh blood, the previous method of selecting disciples is obviously not enough to support the Xianmen family to quickly recover its strength."

"Therefore, Sect Master Cong proposed at the Qushui Banquet on the Shangsi Festival on March [-], that the four great families of immortal families should jointly set up a joint office to select disciples and recruit talents. The disciples are recruited every three years. Each of the four great immortal families sends one or two gentlemen to teach together. All disciples can freely choose the immortal family they want to join. Each person has four chances. As long as he passes the assessment of any immortal family, he can join that immortal family. Aristocratic families. The unique skills that the major immortal families are good at are different. Therefore, there will not be a situation where they will be discriminated against by other immortal families if they fail the first assessment. Moreover, the basic skills of these disciples are determined by the immortals. Those who are jointly taught by the family will naturally have stronger comprehensive strength."

"Regarding this matter, the four immortal heads have been discussing for more than two months, and finally agreed to Sect Master Cong's proposal, and elected Sect Master Cong as the director of the joint office. In half a month at most, the four great immortal families will work together Announcing the matters related to the recruitment of disciples by the Joint Office will definitely cause a sensation in the whole world."

Speaking of this, Murong Li, who always loves to be lively, has a look of fascination on his beautiful oval face.

Cong Rong politely waited for her to finish speaking, then asked back: "You talk so much, what does it have to do with me?"

Hearing this, the smile on Murong Li's face stagnated, and after hesitating again and again, he said: "Mr. Teacher of the Joint Office, everyone thinks you are very suitable." Seemingly worried that Cong Rong would veto it, Murong Li immediately began to list reasons, " Just because you are young, you have already entered the realm of spirit void..."

Cong Rong interrupted her, and said coldly: "Don't say too much, I won't go. From the moment I decided to leave Shuofangzong, I will have nothing to do with the Xianmen family in this life." After finishing speaking, he stood up Come on, with no room for negotiation, "I'll take you out. From now on, please don't come again."

Hearing this, Murong Li's eyes turned red, and his clear pupils were covered with mist, looking very pitiful.

Seeing this, the maid who followed Murong Li complained for her, raised her sword and said angrily: "Pay attention to your tone of voice, don't be ignorant, my lady..."

"Shao Xia!" Murong Li stopped her, shed tears, turned and ran to the door, "Let's go!"