Brother thinks I'm too silly, what should I do?

"There are so many broken rules." Duan Qiche tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Call Master to listen."

Butterfly-like eyelashes flickered a few times, full of hope, Fu Nanqiao couldn't bear to distract her, so she pursed her lips, "Master..."

"Hey." Duan Qiche clapped his hands happily, and pulled him up, "Master will teach you how to practice sword."

Duan Qiche was holding a bamboo branch in his hand, and it looked more useful than his birch screen.

A spell was struck, and clouds and mist rose up like mountains and seas. The bamboo forest, which was originally blurred, became even more hazy at this time.

Fu Nanqiao held a wooden stick in his mouth, and glanced at Fengchi and Lingyao who were beside him.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

"Hush." ​​Feng Chi put his fingers in front of his lips, "Look carefully, learn a little bit, this may be the most powerful person you have ever seen in your life."

A gust of wind hit his face, Duan Qiche pointed at him with a wooden stick, and smiled slyly at him, "Thank you."

"Call out your sword."

Fu Nanqiao summoned Huaping and looked up at him.

"Okay." Duan Qiche smiled, "Did you see my swordsmanship clearly just now?"

Fu Nanqiao nodded.

Immediately, a barrier rose from the ground, separating him from Fengchi and Lingyao.

Fu Nanqiao looked at the barrier, "What is this for?"

"Do you want them to see your devilish energy?"

Fu Nanqiao froze, "What did you say?"

Duan Qiche nodded his head, "Don't worry, I won't tell others."

"You know I'm a demon, and you still want to accept me as a disciple?"

Duan Qiche didn't take it seriously, "Aren't you still half human?"

"You," Fu Nanqiao's eyes darkened, and there was a faint guess in his heart, "Is it really because I have a good bone that you want to accept me as a disciple?"

"Otherwise?" Duan Qiche looked at him, "What do you think?"

Fu Nanqiao lowered her eyes in disappointment, "It's nothing."

Duan Qiche crossed his arms and said solemnly, "Release the demonic energy, don't hold back, I want to see your real strength."

In order to hide his devilish energy, he has kept secretive. Even though he knows that his roots are indeed superior, but his strength has been suppressed for a long time, and he has forgotten what kind of realm he can be.

The devilish energy in his hands became more and more intense, and excitement suddenly surfaced in his heart. His hands were as red as if stained with blood, like a huge whirlpool, and his whole body was dizzy.

"Call out."

Like a wolf locked in a cage, it was released. When excited, those hands were full of magic energy, and they struck out.

With such a huge impact, even Duan Xiche was almost unable to stand firmly. She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief. She was clearly dressed in black, but it gave you a strange feeling.

"Fu Nanqiao!"

Fu Nanqiao's eyes that were so deep that he couldn't see to the bottom suddenly raised their blades and looked at her guardedly, the blood demon in his hand was ready to move.

"Fu Nanqiao," Duan Qiche tugged at his collar, "Wake up!"

A pair of eyes shot a cold light, and the blood demon's aura was directed at Duan Xiche's chest. The latter shot out a spiritual power, and Fu Nanqiao couldn't resist taking a wrong step back, half kneeling on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I can't even control my own devilish energy," Duan Qiche scolded, "Idiot."

Fu Nanqiao turned her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Master..."

Duan Qiche's heart moved, and he lowered the arms he was holding, "Try to concentrate the demonic energy of the limbs and skeletons in your hands, and suppress bloodthirsty thoughts. Even if you are a demon, you will not be full of thoughts of killing!"

Fu Nanqiao bit her lip and said with difficulty, "Master, I can't control it..."

Duan Qiche shouted, "Why can't you do what other people can do? You've been contaminated with a little blood demon, have you forgotten who you are?"

"Master..."

"Hold it!"

"I... think, seeing blood..."

"If you dare to hurt someone, I will kill you today."

Duan Qiche slapped him sideways, and the burning pain on his face made Fu Nanqiao recover a little bit of sanity.

"It's just a bit of blood demon aura, but you can't help it?" Duan Qiche shouted, "Letting you stay in Cangliang Mountain is to make you calm, it's not that one day you find out that you have blood demon aura, and you will be biased!"

The reason why humans and demons cannot fall in love is that they are afraid of giving birth to a monster with the aura of a blood demon. Even Duan Qiche, she may not be able to beat this kind of demonic aura. She is born bloodthirsty. devour.

Fu Nanqiao's eyes were sour and red, she lowered her head and remained calm.

Duan Qiche felt a pain in his heart, he held his face with both hands, and his tone was gentler, "You are not a monster, you are Fu Nanqiao, what's wrong with having blood demon aura, the son of the majestic Yuze Immortal is so fragile?"

"..." Fu Nanqiao raised his eyes and held the hand on his face. He bit his lips tightly and held back his sobs. After a long time, the faint suspicion burst out of his heart, and he called out, "...Mother ?”

Immortal Yuze, who wouldn't cry even when the sky fell, couldn't help but blushed when she heard this long-lost mother. She took Fu Nanqiao into her arms and gently patted him on the back, "It's my mother!" .”

The person in his arms began to sob. Over the past decades, seeing other people have relatives who can recognize each other and a home to return to, he has endless envy in his heart. Now that he really sees his mother, the vague resentment is also gone. Disappeared.

His mother is also protecting him, and will protect him without hesitation because of a quarrel with others.

"Aniang..." Fu Nanqiao finally couldn't help crying, and soon wet his Aniang's shoulder.

Duan Qiche didn't feel disgusted at all, and patted him on the back lightly, "I'm sorry, I've grown up so much, so A Niang came to see you."

Duan Qiche gently let him go, touched the corner of his eyes and smiled.

"These eyes really look like your mother, um...the nose looks like daddy," Duan Xiche's eyes darkened after a pause, "Have you seen daddy?"

"I've seen..." Fu Nanqiao said, "Daddy is fine..."

The corners of Duan Xiche's mouth raised uncontrollably, and there was spring water in his eyes, "Well, your father is fine, really fine."

"Then," Fu Nanqiao couldn't help asking, "Auntie is back, why don't you go see Daddy?"

Duan Qiche's eyes moved, then darkened, "I'm afraid that if I see him, I won't be able to go back."

Fu Nanqiao looked up at her, trying to keep her words choked in her throat and unable to speak.

Duan Qiche rubbed his head, and said in a warm voice, "Aniang can only stay here for three months. Listen to Aniang's words and practice spells well. How about being half human and half demon? You are the son of my Immortal Yuze, even if you are a mixed blood, then And a peerless genius."

"But I have a blood demon on me..."

"Just a blood demon," Duan Qiche pinched his face, "My son is so good, it is absolutely impossible for him to be swallowed by a blood demon."

There was a bit of pampering in the words, Fu Nanqiao's eyes were clouded, and she nodded with a smile, "Mother, believe me."

"Madam believes in you."

"Why don't you see my little brother these days." Chu Ningxi put the vegetables in his mouth, the delicious and juicy, moderate sweetness submerged in his chest, Chu Ningxi couldn't help admiring, "Why are today's dishes so delicious?" ?”

Song Boyao also took a sip and stared, "It's really delicious."

Luo Chen picked up the chopsticks curiously, and suddenly his shoulders tightened. Fu Nanqiao didn't know when to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and said with a smile, "Is it delicious? My master made it."

Song Boyao rolled his eyes, "Stop messing around, Master can't cook."

"I'm talking about Duan Qiche."

Hearing this, Luo Chen's hand holding the vegetables stopped, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, and then calmly withdrew his hand.

Duan Qiche pulled Fu Nanqiao up, and naturally put his shoulders on his shoulders, "Master made a separate table for you, and I don't know what we Qiaoqiao like to eat. I've made a lot, so you can quickly see if you like it. "

The two went to the next table with smiles, only to hear Fu Nanqiao clapping his hands happily, "I like to eat whatever Master does."

Song Boyao said in a low voice, "Oh my God, did you hear that, we are Qiao Qiao!!"

Chu Ningxi stretched her neck and glanced at the table next to her, then looked at her own table with some distaste, puffed her cheeks and said dissatisfiedly, "Treat differently!"

Luo Chen remained silent with a sullen face, becoming more and more irritable, unable to get rid of the scene where they hooked up just now, and gritted his teeth angrily.

Chu Ningxi added fuel to the flames, "Looking at it this way, the two of them are quite a match. Miss Duan is a beautiful girl, and my junior brother is also very good-looking. I agree..."

"Click"

Chu Ningxi was stunned, looking at the broken chopsticks in Luo Chen's hands, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm full." Luo Chen stood up suddenly, turned and walked out.

Chu Ningxi looked back at the untouched rice in Luo Chen's bowl, and looked at Song Boyao in dismay.

Fu Nanqiao only felt the cool wind blowing from behind, and looked back at Chu Ningxi, "Huh? Senior brother finished eating?"

Chu Ningxi nodded, but was about to say something.

Duan Qi understood clearly, "Do you want to eat Ningxi?"

Chu Ningxi nodded like pounding garlic.

"Come and eat."

The little rabbit's eyes were starry, and he ran over bouncingly with his rice bowl in his arms, "Thank you, Sister Duan."

They had just finished eating when Duan Qiche took Fu Nanqiao to practice. Usually, Fengchi asked them to practice with a combination of work and rest, but Duan Qiche didn't seem to be tired. If one movement was wrong, he had to practice it hundreds of times.

Fu Nanqiao complained directly, and slumped on the ground with a look of despair, "Let me rest for a while."

"what--"

Duan Qiche took a small wooden stick and slapped him on the shoulder severely, "How long have you practiced? Get up!"

Fu Nanqiao rolled over, "No, no, I'm exhausted."

"stand up."

Duan Qiche's voice was cold, Fu Nanqiao pouted, and stood up unwillingly.

She knew Fu Nanqiao's situation, and it was much better for him to prescribe the right medicine than to think about it by himself.

Fu Nanqiao is also striving, a month of practice can actually turn the blood demon into his own use, although sometimes he can't control his sanity, but being able to control it is a good start.

Duan Qiche doesn't want him to be so powerful, but he can protect himself well in the future. It's great to be an ordinary person, don't be like his father...

Thinking of his father, Duan Qiche's brows and eyes darkened. He really missed him, and he didn't know how he was doing. The world was no match for Tianyang. At this time, the high-spirited young man is no longer what he used to be, right?