Blind Master Raises Enthusiastic Apprentices

Gu Xizui took a bite and used the greatest strength.

Lu Qianzhou's movements remained unchanged, without frowning, he carefully helped Gu Xizui onto the bed.

Gu Xizui bit his teeth, and Lu Qianzhou's low laughter rang in his ears:

"Master, why don't you focus on the point?"

Gu Xizui was stunned for a moment, and he let go of his mouth, and found that Lu Qianzhou's back of his hand didn't even have a trace of blood except for a tooth mark.

However, he has really exerted his greatest strength.

The result is this lethality.

Gu Xizui realized that he was really already lying on the bed, and he became even angrier in an instant.

Lu Qianzhou withdrew his hand from under Gu Xizui's shoulder, leaned over, straightened the broken hair on his forehead for Gu Xizui, bowed his head and whispered in Gu Xizui's ear:

"Master, it may be a little uncomfortable. It's my first time and I have no experience. I hope Master will not blame me."

Gu Xizui's ear turned red when he was asked, angry and ashamed.

His chest heaved, and he couldn't believe that such words came from Lu Qianzhou's mouth, and they were still said to him, his master.

"you dare!"

Gu Xizui stared at Lu Qianzhou, his eyes turned red with anger.

"Why don't you dare, as long as you can do for the master, you are willing to do anything."

Lu Qianzhou's slender and beautiful fingers landed on Gu Xizui's collar, and he clenched his fingers tightly.

He managed to straighten his collar before.

Gu Xi's drunken fingers trembled.

The breeze blows, the roller blind swings slightly, everything is just right, except for the wrong person, which is simply ridiculous.

"Are you willing, did I say yes? Presumptuous! Lu Qianzhou, stop it, or you..."

The words of wanting to sever the master-student relationship were about to come to his mouth, but he saw Lu Qianzhou stepping up with long legs and getting on the bed. His legs fell on the sides of Gu Xizui's thin waist, and he knelt on the bed. Lu Qianzhou leaned over, with a pair of The pretty eyes looked at Gu Xizui curiously, and asked:

"Otherwise what? Master."

Gu Xi choked on his drunken words, and there was another rumble in his head, what's going on.

The system in his mind didn't think there was anything strange, and was even a little excited. Does this mean that Lu Qianzhou wants to fall in love, and he hasn't even said anything good about Lu Qianzhou:

"Auyou, it's on your waist, so forward. But isn't this normal? Host, you forgot, Lu Qianzhou is the protagonist, everyone loves it, of course it's this posture."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. It turned out that Lu Qianzhou, this beautiful flower, was favored by you. Host, are you going to sever the master-student relationship afterwards? Isn't it a bit too scumbag?"

Gu Xizui was also shocked, completely shocked.

Most of the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he remembered what Lu Qianzhou had just said again in his mind:

As long as he can do for him, Lu Qianzhou is willing to do anything.

Then Lu Qianzhou had this act of dedication?

Therefore, Lu Qianzhou has a completely different understanding.

In fact, in Lu Qianzhou's eyes, is Gu Xizui the kind of old beast who is so impatient that even Ji Yuanting can do it?

Gu Xizui's face flushed instantly, she was ashamed and speechless.

It makes sense when you think about it. In Lu Qianzhou's heart, he has always been a tall and tall master image, and the original body must have thought of Lu Qianzhou not much better before. When Lu Qianzhou looked at him, he naturally felt more afraid.

How can Gu Xizui say the bastard words of severing the relationship between master and apprentice, and at the same time he has a headache. Is his image in Lu Qianzhou's heart so bad?

"Qianzhou, you go down first, I don't need it. I'm really bored with Ji Yuanting, and I don't have any reaction. I can't move now, because I was given a soft incense pill. It's just that I don't have the strength, that's all."

Gu Xizui really didn't expect Lu Qianzhou to go to such a crooked place, and if he really encountered that kind of situation, he would never touch his apprentice.

But Lu Qianzhou didn't seem to hear his words, he raised his hand, and pressed his slender and beautiful hands on the skirt of his clothes, his black collar was messy.

Lu Qianzhou looked deeply at Gu Xizui, squinted his eyes slightly, bent slightly when he was so thin, and murmured:

"Master."

Gu Xizui is really thankful that his eyesight is not good, he has no strength, and his kung fu can only do a meager amount of kung fu, and his vision is blurred.

But even so, looking at Lu Qianzhou's movements with blurred vision, it's still...

Really deserves to be a heartthrob.

Gu Xizui simply lost his meager skills, and his vision was pitch black.

If he can't see it, it doesn't count as taking advantage.

In the darkness, Gu Xizui clearly felt the pressure of the person on him.

"Qianzhou, did you listen to me just now..."

Before Gu Xizui finished speaking, he felt something cold and soft slipping across his chilling chest.

He heard Lu Qianzhou's nervous voice ringing in his ears:

"Master, I won't hurt you. Are you closing your eyes now and don't even want to look at me?"

"Ji Yuanting didn't choose to strangle you the first time, and he certainly won't kill you so easily the second time. He repeated so much because he was thinking too much. I moved the sword quickly because I was afraid that he would think too much. Let him subconsciously save you."

"Master, I just want to turn passive into active and force him to go out. Because he is here, you can avoid major injuries, Master, but minor injuries are inevitable."

"I said, with me here, Master will definitely not be harmed. Ji Yuanting can torture me, but Master cannot be tortured."

Gu Xizui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart tensed up. Unexpectedly, it was like this?

But, if that's the case, what is Lu Qianzhou doing now?

Lu Qianzhou didn't get a response, and his voice became much weaker. He continued cautiously:

"Master, I won't hurt you in the slightest, but if I don't hurt you, I will definitely not be able to make a difference with Ji Yuanting."

"Master, I'm offended. I want to draw a wound on your body. It's the first time I paint on a human body. I may miss it and redraw it. Master, don't be angry with me."

Gu Xizui was stunned, and regained that little skill, his vision could only be blurred, and he could only see the outline.

Holding a brush in one hand, Lu Qianzhou leaned on his shoulder with the other, lowered his eyes, and painted on his left shoulder very seriously.

So Lu Qianzhou stuck his hand into his shirt just now to get a writing brush?

It is more convenient to lie down, because drawing on a plane is more comfortable?

So, he was the only one who wanted to be crooked from beginning to end? !

What's worse, Lu Qianzhou never had the intention of killing him from the beginning.

But just now, Gu Xizui was in his heart, and he had been chilled by Lu Qianzhou's sword many times.

Obviously Lu Qianzhou had already told him, please believe him, Lu Qianzhou will do his best to protect him.

Gu Xizui shrank her head tightly, as if being tightly held by a hand.

But he didn't believe it at all, and he was so disappointed with Lu Qianzhou that he wanted to sever the relationship between master and apprentice with Lu Qianzhou, and even felt that Lu Qianzhou had learned badly and was a big treason.

Gu Xizui secretly lost his luck again, and his vision was once again plunged into darkness.

He didn't dare to face Lu Qianzhou.

However, Lu Qianzhou listened to everything he said just now.

Lu Qianzhou drew a few strokes on his left drawing paper, and asked him nervously but couldn't help:

"Master, I found that when I said that I wanted to learn from Ji Yuanting, you seemed very angry."

Gu Xizui said intoxicatedly, how can he not be angry? What did the brat learn from that beast.

Lu Qianzhou's voice became more and more nervous:

"Master, don't get me wrong. Ji Yuanting asked if you would follow him into the way of magic. I learned from him, not to let Master into the way of magic."

"I just want to say, I will follow, always follow Master."

While Lu Qianzhou was speaking, the brush in his hand slowly and reverently dropped from Gu Xizui's left drawing paper.

The soft bristles of the brush landed on Gu Xizui's left drawing paper, and burned on the tip of Gu Xizui's heart, which made Gu Xizui's heart shudder.

Gu Xizui closed his eyes, even more afraid to look at Lu Qianzhou.

How could his apprentice be so innocent and angelic? He had guessed Lu Qianzhou that way before.

Close your eyes, the touch of the brush falling on the drawing paper is more clear and sensitive, heavy or light, each stroke is extremely serious and focused.

Gu Xizui felt guilty in his heart, fearing that it would affect Lu Qianzhou's painting, he deliberately held his breath, fearing that the drawing paper would fluctuate greatly due to breathing, which would affect Lu Qianzhou's painting.

But every time after painting, Gu Xizui found that the drawing paper would be wiped with a soft cloth to wipe off all the ink.

Gu Xizui often takes this opportunity to breathe wantonly.

Wipe it off once or twice, but Gu Xizui didn't care about it. After all, it was Lu Qianzhou's first time to paint on this kind of paper. The feeling is different from the paper, and there will always be mistakes.

But when it happened five or six times frequently, Gu Xizui felt something was wrong.

In the dark, he felt carefully, and found that the tip of the writing brush that Lu Qianzhou had dropped on him began to tremble slightly.

With the passage of time, the medicinal effect of Ruanxiang Wan is also dissipating.

Gu Xizui was able to use his kung fu to make his vision completely clear.

He opened his eyes and found that Lu Qianzhou's hand holding the brush was really shaking.

Gu Xizui wanted to raise his hand, but he raised it halfway, but finally fell down exhausted.

"what happened?"

Gu Xizui asked in the most gentle tone.

The paintings are made on his body, he has the most sensitive perception through the skin, and Gu Xizui knows how to draw, he understands the state of mind when painting.

From the sharpness of the painting, the trembling of the pen, and the repeated erasure, he could feel the powerful fear hidden in Lu Qianzhou's heart.

Lu Qianzhou took back the brush in his hand, clasped his wrist holding the brush tightly with the other hand, lowered his eyes, and replied in a low voice:

"It's okay, it's just that the wound in the painting is too hideous, it's uncomfortable to look at."

"It's a bad apprentice, I didn't pay attention to the painting, the wound is always realistic for a while, and then it turns into a puddle of ink."

Gu Xizui laughed:

"I can't take it anymore? How dare you stab me just now? You planned it very carefully, but what if..."

"No chance!" Lu Qianzhou raised his voice suddenly, his hand holding the writing brush trembled even more, he lowered his eyes, not looking at Gu Xizui, his voice became quieter again, and he said quickly, very small as if he was talking to himself,

"I can hold it. The moment I drew the sword, all I could think about was holding the sword."

You can withdraw the sword, but it will only cost you half your life.

If he could control it the worst, it would cut through a bloodshot thread on Gu Xizui's neck.

As Lu Qianzhou thought about it, his hands trembled even more. His eyes were red, and a tear rolled down the corner of his eyes uncontrollably.

The more he thought about this, the more he recalled what was in his mind just now, the more contradictory and painful he felt.

Gu Xizui's vision was clear now, and when he saw Lu Qianzhou's eyes were red and shed tears, his heart ached immediately.

He just wanted to inspire Lu Qianzhou's ruthless courage to go forward just now, but he never expected to make Lu Qianzhou cry.

"Don't cry, being a teacher didn't mean to blame you just now. I know that if Ji Yuanting doesn't leave, the situation will only get worse."

Lu Qianzhou wiped away his tears and shook his head to express that it was all right. He leaned over and wanted to continue painting Gu Xizui.

Gu Xizui was so distressed, he tried his best to raise his hand again, it was still very difficult.

He took a deep breath, using all his strength, and his breathing became rapid.

"Master, don't move around."

The "drawing paper" was so up and down that Lu Qianzhou made a few mistakes. He was reminding him when his hand was suddenly held by a cool and familiar hand.

Gu Xizui was struggling very hard, his forehead was dripping with sweat, but when he looked at him, his eyes were still warm and patient. With Lu Qianzhou's hand in his hand, he said:

"Take your time, I'll teach you. Look, my hands are shaking too, it's okay."

Gu Xizui took Lu Qianzhou's hand and taught Lu Qianzhou to paint stroke by stroke.

Lu Qianzhou stared blankly at Gu Xizui who was holding his hand and leading him to paint, just like Gu Xizui taught him to write before, but also different.

In the past, Gu Xizui taught him to draw on paper, and that piece of paper would not move. This time, Gu Xizui taught him and took him on his own initiative to take the initiative to take him with him. Drawing on paper.

In fact, Gu Xizui couldn't see the current situation of the "drawing paper" at all. At first, he led Lu Qianzhou away, and later, after Lu Qianzhou slowly recovered, it was Lu Qianzhou who led him away.

It was obvious that Lu Qianzhou was already painting, but Gu Xizui still didn't let go of his hand, and stayed with him the whole time.

Lu Qianzhou was originally restless and his heart was turbulent, but when the hand fell down and those warm and patient eyes looked at him, he gradually became calm and focused.

This time, the painting was successful.

The wounds are realistic and last long.

Gu Xizui let go of his hand, looked down, and saw a realistic and hideous wound on his left chest, even bleeding, the red blood couldn't be drawn realistically, as if the wound was still bleeding.

"Okay." Gu Xizui breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qianzhou looked deeply at the wound, and shook his head:

"A little bit."

After speaking, he suddenly picked up the sword and slashed a wound on his arm.

Gu Xizui's pupils constricted:

"what are you doing!"

Lu Qianzhou collected the blood from his arm in a leisurely manner, and it fell into the palm of his hand, dripping onto Gu Xizui's chest.

"The smell of ink is too strong and lacks the smell of blood."

He quietly looked at his own blood, dripping on Gu Xizui's chest, and replied.

"I remember that there was blood on my face, and there should be a smell of blood."

Gu Xizui opened his mouth to remind, and also wanted to use this to make Lu Qianzhou less bloody.

"It's someone else's blood, I've wiped it clean."

Lu Qianzhou quickly retorted, he looked at Gu Xizui's already fair cheeks, his eyes were deep, and he grabbed the wound on his arm fiercely, as if he didn't know the pain.

Another palm of blood dripped onto Gu Xizui's chest.

Now, Gu Xizui didn't dare to say a word, because he was afraid that Lu Qianzhou would go crazy again, he was a clean freak, he disliked other people's blood, and he thought it was not bloody enough, so he picked up his sword and made another stroke.

After everything was done, Lu Qianzhou carefully stabbed Gu Xizui's white clothes with a sword.

The position was well chosen, the tear in the clothes coincided with Gu Xizui's wound.

After tidying up his collar for Gu Xizui, Lu Qianzhou picked up his sword and looked at it. His blood was already on the sword.

He checked carefully, and then sprinkled the ground with his own blood.

Gu Xizui's eyelids twitched, his heart ached:

"Enough is enough, I will cover my chest, the blood didn't splatter much."

Lu Qianzhou dropped his sleeves and tapped the acupuncture points on his arm to stop the bleeding.

At first glance he appeared to be unscathed.

He finally told Gu Xizui:

"Master, taking advantage of this serious injury, try to keep as little contact with Ji Yuanting as possible, so that he will stop trying to force you into the devil's way."

Gu Xizui's ears turned red, he didn't want to talk about this topic at all, so he nodded quickly:

"understood."

Lu Qianzhou's expression changed rapidly, the obedient and caring expression on his face was no longer there, and he adjusted to the ruthlessness that had killed someone.

He walked towards the door and caught a glimpse of the flowers on Gu Xizui's table out of the corner of his eye.

Lu Qianzhou's heart skipped a beat, and his fingertips moved slightly, but he didn't stop there, let alone ask Gu Xizui for it.

The young man stepped forward with long legs and walked straight to the door.

He will still protect Gu Xizui, but he doesn't want to take Gu Xizui's flowers anymore.

Let's stop there.

Opening the door, Lu Qianzhou's eyes were full of murderous excitement. He looked at Ji Yuanting who was fighting back and forth outside the door, the corners of his mouth raised in excitement, and said to Ji Yuanting word by word:

"Thank Mozun for your perfection, I will kill Gu Xizui."

Ji Yuanting's footsteps stopped abruptly, his pupils constricted, he stepped forward abruptly, grabbed Lu Qianzhou's collar, gritted his teeth and asked word by word:

"What did you say?!"

Lu Qianzhou smiled, not afraid, but conspiring with others, with the tightly clenched collar, approaching Ji Yuanting, with the most innocent doubts in his eyes, but even more cruel:

"Mozun, isn't it happy? But isn't Mozun very happy when he gave Gu Xizui a soft incense pill?"

Lu Qianzhou smiled happily:

"Thanks to the Mozun, I can kill a master at the Nascent Soul level with ease."

After finishing speaking, Lu Qianzhou raised the blood-stained sword in his hand appreciatively.

The veins on Ji Yuanting's forehead throbbed faintly, but he couldn't speak a word.

His eyes were terribly red, he slammed Lu Qianzhou to the ground, and quickly broke into Gu Xizui's room.