Demon Lord became my apprentice

After Sect Master Cong left, Cong Rong sat down on the stone steps in front of the house, his deep eyes fell on an unknown place, the bright spring light poured down, and the pale light and shadow left a faint light on his body Halo, the picture that should be warm and warm seems to have a layer of frost and snow, which makes people feel a sense of sadness for no reason.

The vicissitudes of the head of Cong's voice are like a lingering nightmare hovering in Cong Rong's mind for a long time, every word is like a butterfly flapping its wings, inadvertently triggering an unprecedented storm, disturbing Cong Rong's thoughts It has to be turned upside down.

Damn, brother...

Your little apprentice must be fifteen... I don't think you would like to see him walk ahead of you in a hundred years.

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Cong Rong had never thought about this issue before, watching Cong Yi grow up bit by bit, the joy of growing up made him unconsciously ignore the future and what he had to face in the future.

Ask yourself, how can Cong Rong, who has experienced two bereavement blows in succession, calmly face the fact that a hundred years later, as a young apprentice of an ordinary human race, he will die before him.

If embarking on the road of cultivating immortality is the only answer, as a master, how should he choose?

Cong Rong felt that his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure it out.

The sun rose and set, Cong Rong sat on the stone steps for an unknown how long, he slowly got up and walked out the door.

At the same time, after resting in the inn for half a day, Zhang Jiakang became more and more excited, and couldn't wait to drag Cong Yi and the others to the street market to play wild.

Qiao Yuan and them both lived on the south side of the second floor. When Zhang Jiakang went out, he knocked on Qiao Yuan's door.

"Brother Qiao, let's go and have fun with us!" Qiao Yuan is easy-going, and Zhang Jiakang soon became familiar with him, and he began to call him brother.

Qiao Yuan smiled and said, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yuan turned around and took the saber, and left the inn with Zhang Jiakang and his party.

At dusk, the flower lamps hanging by the street were lit up early, and the spacious official road was filled with carved BMW cars and bustling pedestrians, and everyone had a smile like a spring breeze on their faces.Looking around, the young woman was looking forward, smiling sweetly, and walked by, with a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose.

Looking at such an overwhelmed scene, Zhang Jiakang squinted his eyes exaggeratedly, "Ah, Daxing City really deserves to be the Pearl City of China Mainland, it's too prosperous! Even walking on the street for a while The beauty is also more juicy than other places! I have to say, this is the pure land of bliss that this young master has dreamed of. This time, this young master must be ranked second and stay in Daxing City from now on!"

After resting, Luo Xing revived on the spot, and was looking around at the moment, staring at the scene and everything here with bright eyes, and nodded heavily in agreement with Zhang Jiakang.

Compared to the excitement of Zhang Jiakang and Luo Xing, Cong Yi remained indifferent as always, as if all the prosperity in this world had nothing to do with him.

Qiao Yuan walked on the left side of Cong Yi, with a warm smile on his face all the time, "With Mr. Zhang's strength, he will definitely get his wish."

Zhang Jiakang suddenly felt a little flustered, "My young master loves listening to Brother Qiao so much!"

Qiao Yuan nodded slightly, and chatted: "Is it the first time for you to come to Daxing City?"

"My master and Luo Xing are here for the first time." Zhang Jiakang raised his eyebrows mischievously, looking like a dude, "Although I am not as familiar with Daxing City as Beidu, don't worry, here What's so interesting, my young master, I figured it out early in the morning."

While talking, Zhang Jiakang approached a steaming small stall in three steps at a time, and said proudly: "Boss, here are five soft-fried Yuanxiao. This soft-fried Yuanxiao is a new way of eating that has just become popular in the past two years." , only found in Daxing City. Soft-fried Yuanxiao is crispy on the outside and smooth on the inside, and it tastes soft and sweet. Compared with boiled Yuanxiao, it has a different flavor!"

"Yo, this young master knows how to do it at first glance!" The boss did not forget to praise Zhang Jiakang during his busy schedule.

"That's it!" Zhang Jiakang almost wrote the word proud on his face.

Hearing this, Cong Yi's gaze fell on the golden yellow soft-fried Yuanxiao that was constantly tumbling in the pot, and finally there was a slight change in his indifferent eyes.

However, counting him, there were only four people in total, and Qiao Yuan couldn't help showing a puzzled expression.

Zhang Jiakang knew what he was thinking, and explained: "My master has two servings for each person." After finishing speaking, Zhang Jiakang looked at Cong Yi and sighed: "In this world, apart from my ancestor, my master probably only cares about delicious food." Still interested."

"Master?" Qiao Yuan asked, "The one who taught your master the art of immortality?"

Zhang Jiakang asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Hearing this, not only Zhang Jiakang and Luo Xingqi looked at him, but even Cong Yi raised his eyes to look at him.

Being stared at by three people together, Qiao Yuan said a little embarrassedly: "I guess. The human race's school will definitely not teach these things. Mr. Cong can only learn it from his family or master."

"Oh, so that's the case." Zhang Jiakang suddenly realized: "Your brain is quite fast! A brain like yours will definitely get a good result in the selection of the United Office."

Qiao Yuan said: "I would like to borrow your good words."

Qiao Yuan knows the art of immortality, which shows that he has a certain understanding of the sect of immortality, so Cong Yi thought he had guessed who his master was. After all, this surname is too ostentatious in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is not so easy to evade master as a casual cultivator. .

Qiao Yuan seemed to have guessed what Cong Yi was thinking, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Actually, I wanted to ask this morning, is Mr. Cong related to the Cong family in Yingzhou?"

"It doesn't matter." Cong Yi said two words indifferently.When Qiao Yuan asked frankly, Cong Yi was not so suspicious of him.

Qiao Yuan didn't mind Cong Yi's estrangement, and took the initiative to declare his family background, "My mother is a casual cultivator, and I learned fairy arts from her."

Zhang Jiakang asked casually: "What about your father? Is he also a casual cultivator?"

When mentioning his father, Qiao Yuan's expression suddenly became complicated, as if he didn't know how to answer Zhang Jiakang's question.

Seeing his distressed face, Zhang Jiakang thought his parents were at odds, so he chatted and changed the subject, "Boss, is our Lantern Festival ready?"

"It's out of the pan!" The boss put the freshly fried Lantern Festival into five paper bags and handed them to Zhang Jiakang and the others. "Guest officer, be careful of burning."

A group of people continued to wander around the market with hot Lantern Festival in their hands. There were so many novelties in Daxing City. Zhang Jiakang hadn't been here for a year. There were many things that even he had never seen before.

Zhang Jiakang and Luo Xing are interested in novelty objects, while Cong Yi and Qiao Yuan are interested in food.Qiao Yuan learned one by one, and when he saw any special snacks, he would get five servings as soon as he opened his mouth.

As the night grew darker, more and more pedestrians came to the market. Some were guessing lantern riddles, some were watching juggling, some were wearing ghost faces, and some were holding lanterns. The laughter lingered in the ears, and fireworks exploded in the night sky from time to time. Half of the capital city was lit up, causing the crowd to burst into cheers.

The small river passing through the city is full of men and women, old and young, who put water lanterns on. Small and novel lanterns float on the calm water, shining the river water.

Cong Yi stood alone by the river, quietly watching others put water lamps, with an inexplicably dazed expression.He suddenly remembered the Lantern Festivals that he and his master had spent together. Annan Town was not as lively as Daxing City, nor did it have so many weird things in Daxing City. He and his master were like It's a normal process, eating Lantern Festival, guessing lantern riddles and releasing water lanterns, and the most lively Lantern Festival of the year is passed in a deserted manner.However, even if it was just going through the motions, Cong Yi felt very at ease and at ease.

Unlike now, in the most bustling and bustling capital city in the world, everyone is having a carnival, but Cong Yi is like an incompatible alternative, the fireworks all over the city can't melt his loneliness.

"My lord, do you want to buy a water lamp?" The stall owner sent away several waves of customers, and saw this handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes standing there for a long time in silence, his eyes fell on a small river not far ahead. On the slender back, the expression was indescribably lonely, so he couldn't help asking.

The stall owner's voice brought back Cong Rong's thoughts, he quickly regained his concentration, and casually picked up a water lantern with two dragons playing with pearls from the small stall.

"Twenty Wen." The stall owner hurriedly said.

Cong Rong took out twenty Wen coins from the purse and handed it to the stall owner, and walked towards the river with a dragon-shaped water lamp.

"Hoha!" A ferocious ghostly face suddenly appeared in front of Cong Yi, shaking his head and deliberately threatening him with a gloomy voice: "Zhong Kui is here too! I'm afraid, I'll ask you if you're afraid!"

Cong saw at a glance that the person behind the ghost face was Zhang Jiakang, and stretched out his hand in disgust to push his head away from his eyes.

Zhang Jiakang was not discouraged, took off the ghost mask, and said angrily: "Master, why did you come here alone, making it difficult for us to find!"

Just now, Zhang Jiakang was excitedly picking out the ghost face, when he turned around, Cong Yi disappeared, and it took him a long time to find him in the vast crowd.

Zhang Jiakang winked at Luo Xing, and Luo Xing handed one of the ghost faces in his hand to Cong Yi, saying, "Brother, this is for you!"

Cong Yi didn't answer, just said: "Take it."

At this time, Qiao Yuan also came over, holding two water lamps, one of which was shaped like a flying dragon in the sky.

"Oh, how do you know that my master is a dragon?" Zhang Jiakang consciously took the water lantern with a flying dragon in the sky.

Qiao Yuan said: "I just randomly picked two that I like, I didn't expect it to be quite a coincidence."

Zhang Jiakang stuffed the ghost mask into Luo Xing's hand and said, "Master, let's go, let's set off the krathong."

Seeing this scene from a distance, Cong Rong stopped in his tracks, looking at the tall and straight backs of Cong Yi and his party, his deep eyes made it more difficult for people to understand what he was thinking.

After a few swishes, fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the brilliant brilliance illuminated half of Cong Rong's cheeks. There was an indescribable glamor in the changing light and shadow.

"Oh, big brother, I'm sorry." The little girl was running happily, when she heard the booming sound, she subconsciously raised her eyes, but accidentally bumped into Cong Rong's calf.

Cong Rong reached out and stroked the little girl's hair, slightly raised the corner of her mouth, "It's okay."

After the little girl left, Cong Rong also turned and left.

Cong Yi was setting off the water lamp, when suddenly a familiar voice came to his ears through the hustle and bustle of the market, the voice was as light as a feather, but it touched Cong Yi's heartstrings inadvertently.

Cong stood up abruptly and turned around to look for the source of the voice.

In the vast sea of ​​people, there were figures of people, and in a daze, Cong Yi seemed to see the cold figure of the master.It's a pity that he was about to go after him, but when he lost his mind, the figure was completely submerged in the crowd, as if it had never appeared before, and all this was just Cong Yi's illusion.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Luo Xing stood up and asked strangely.

Seeing the three of them looking at him suspiciously, Cong said one by one, "It's nothing, I'm dazzled."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2823:54:28~2020-05-0609:25:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: you don't understand me;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yaohuaman; half, 1 bottle of Sansanjun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!