Who lost this loyal dog?

The system originally wanted to say that even if Tianyi starved himself to death, he would not starve the host to death.But looking at the host's leisurely look with a root in his mouth, no matter how you look at it, he is just going out for a trip without the slightest sense of crisis.

As for the host being in a hurry after arriving at the place, it seriously interfered with Tianyi's cooking process, the system didn't bother to look at it, and the system didn't bother to talk about it.

In short, Zhang Ze satisfactorily took care of the two roasted big fat birds that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside. He touched his round belly and volunteered to pick up the burnt firewood and throw it into the woods. System chanting: "Ah, it's great to have Tianyi."

Do you think Tianyi is okay?You are a glutton's craft, you foodie!The system was so annoying that it decided to unilaterally block the host for 1 minute.

After tidying up the yard, the first time was a freshman, and the second time was acquaintance, Zhang Ze very smoothly asked Tian Yi to sleep together, and once again snorted and kicked a dragon in the middle of the night.

Tian Yi, who had closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, quietly opened his eyes after the breathing of the people around him eased.

Just like last night, in order to occupy more places to sleep, the master kicked himself a few times unconsciously, and when he found it was useless, he simply lifted his leg and pressed it directly on himself.

Tianyi moved his limbs uncomfortably.

The person who was fast asleep immediately frowned in dissatisfaction.

Tian Yi froze, took a deep breath slowly, and relaxed his body bit by bit as he exhaled.

He was lying in a shadow, with his head slightly tilted, taking advantage of the faint moonlight coming in through the window, carefully and greedily watching the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face of the person next to his pillow.The emotions intertwined in the eyes are so complex and profound, like sadness and joy, without any trace of the silence of the day.

The nostalgia engraved in the bone marrow in my heart, only in the dead of night, dare to leak a little bit, and I have to worry about it, for fear that the master will find out at any time.

Tianyi's gaze traced the eyebrows and eyelashes, lingering on the master's tightly closed eyes and slightly pursed lips.

Is the master dreaming?Will the master have him in his dream?

He has seen those eyes only reflecting his own figure, the unique cherishment is so warm that it makes his heart ache, he knows how soft those lips are, and sometimes they are hot when they are printed on his **** chest, making him The whole person is burning, burning all reason.

However, when the sun rises, the master will smile and call out his name with a familiar voice, but the eyes of the master's opening are clean and there is nothing.

The cold wind at night blew into the room, and the sleeping person was shivered by the blow, so he changed his posture and continued to dream about Duke Zhou.

Tianyi carefully pulled out the hair that was pressed under his body, so as not to be accidentally hurt by his master, and then used his only remaining hand and foot to hook the thin quilt that was kicked to the end of the bed to cover his master, tucking it in. It was good to be cornered, and then Duan Duan was lying on the bed, feeling the breath of the master's closeness, and closed his eyes.

Zhang Ze was awakened by the system's series of life-threatening reminders.He rubbed his eyes sleepily got up, asked the time it was only six o'clock, and took another look at the rising sun outside, so painful that he wanted to hit the wall, complained inarticulately: "It's too early, sir."

The system remained unmoved, and said ruthlessly, "The host has been dormant for eight hours according to the system's timing."

The implication is, get up and work quickly, lazy pig!

In order to avoid being whipped away by the system with a small leather whip, Zhang Ze struggled to get dressed and walked out with disheveled hair. When he opened the door, he saw Tianyi in the yard.

"Morning, God B."

In just one sentence, Zhang Ze opened his mouth wide and yawned three times.

"This subordinate has met Master, good morning Master." Tian Yi put down the bucket in his hand, bowed respectfully and saluted, "Do you want this subordinate to help Master tie his hair?"

what?Zhang Ze thought for a while in a messy mind before he understood: "Trouble God B."

After all, he used his only consciousness to stumble into the house, tripped when he passed the threshold, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the results of yesterday's practice were outstanding, and he stumbled and touched in front of the mirror.

Tianyi withdrew his half-stretched hand, lowered his eyes restrainedly: "It's the job of the subordinate."

Since it is as sweet as it is, why bother?

After combing hair, washing, eating, tidying up, and going through the process, Zhang Zeluo's mind, which he forgot to bring out in his dream, finally woke up completely, and he started a new day of practice refreshed.

"Please ask the host to sit quietly and adjust the breath, and feel the inner force running."

Perhaps it was because Zhang Zezhen had some talent and savvy for practicing martial arts. In the next few days, according to the training schedule arranged by the system, he was methodical, one after another, and completed it very smoothly.

If I really want to say it, the only shortcoming is that in order to improve the control of the internal force as soon as possible, the black heart system ignored the objections of the poor little Zhang Ze, and replaced the sleeping time at night with meditation.

The original words of the system are: "For the body of the host who has achieved supernatural powers, the effect of meditation is equivalent to that of sleeping."

What was not said was that the system felt that it had saved Tian Yi who was "about to die suddenly" all night all night in time, and kept the happy life of the host.

After another few days, the system felt that the foundation of the host was almost solid, and the next step could be started. Zhang Ze, who dared not speak out, finally ushered in actual combat practice.

The first step is to practice throwing on the basis of consolidating the control of internal force, commonly known as throwing hidden weapons.

Following the steps one, two and three listed by the system, Zhang Ze carefully picked a leaf, clamped it between his index finger and middle finger, poured his internal energy into it, then aimed at the trunk of a big tree a hundred steps away, and swung his arm very handsomely .

In the brief sound of breaking through the air, the leaf carrying enough energy was like an arrow that leaves the string, shot out at a speed beyond the reach of the naked eye, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Tian Yi, who was standing still three steps away from Zhang Ze's left, suddenly turned around, and a few strands of hair snapped and fell down.

Zhang Ze looked over in confusion, and happened to see Tianyi standing up straight again, a blood line was drawn obliquely from the corner of his right eye to his temple, and the blood was slowly oozing out.

He watched the bright red blood emerge from nothing, condensed into blood beads, and slid down the corner of Tianyi's eyes. He blinked a few times in a daze, and his dull brain finally realized what happened.

"Tianyi!" Zhang Ze screamed loudly, his terrified voice startled the birds in the forest, lingering.He rushed in front of Tianyi in two steps, his voice trembling slightly with deep fear, "Are you all right, Tianyi? Let me see!"

As he said that, he couldn't help saying that he wanted to check it first.

Tianyi didn't even wipe the blood from the corners of his eyes. He took a step back and distanced himself from Zhang Ze. He then lowered his body and knelt in front of him. .”

The raised hand grabbed the air, and the fear became more and more intense in his heart, because Tianyi's actions immediately turned into ten-tenths of anger. For the first time, Zhang Ze couldn't hold on anymore since he entered the game world. Shi was always an optimist, and yelled: "If you punish me, you will know the punishment! You almost died, do you know it!"

Obviously he missed, obviously he is not good at learning, why Tian Yi takes everything on himself!Obviously the one who almost died was Tian Yi, right?

Even if you slap and scold twice, it's better than the current state of pleading guilty on the ground in fear!

It was as if a gap had burst on the long embankment, and the uneasiness, grievance, nervousness, fear, and sadness that had been firmly suppressed in his heart and left behind, all these negative emotions poured out as if the embankment had burst, and washed away the difficulties. Maintaining reason, Zhang Ze waved his arms helplessly and furiously.

The national scolding that he endured for so many days was scolded in 56 different ways by him from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning. I don't know if he is scolding Tianyi, the system, or himself?

Tianyi dropped his body and knelt on the ground, with his forehead resting on the rough ground, quietly listening to his master going crazy.

I don't know how long it took, but the yard gradually became quiet.

The anger transformed by fear was completely vented, and his sanity returned. Zhang Ze, who was punching and kicking in the open space from time to time, was like a burnt firewood. He didn't even bother to move his little finger.

"...I'm sorry, Tianyi." With his back turned to Tianyi, with a dry and hoarse voice, he apologized in a low voice, "I shouldn't have vented my anger on you, it's obviously not your fault."

Tian Yi, who was motionless as if turned into a statue, raised his body, looked at the man sitting on the ground covered in dirt with his calm eyes as usual, his eyes flickered slightly, and he called out in a deep voice: "Master... "

Zhang Ze's heart skipped a beat when he was called out, he turned his head to look at the person behind him, but he didn't want to bump into Tian Yi's black and white eyes, as if he had been shocked, he quickly turned his head back, and suddenly became very interested in a fallen leaf on the ground, The negative emotions scattered in my heart quietly dissipated because of such a small change.

Tianyi was still waiting for my reply, and this idea popped up in his mind, urging Zhang Ze to say something: "Don't always call me master, I can't get used to it."

Once the first sentence is spoken, the rest is not that difficult.The more he talked, the smoother he said: "You and I are so familiar, calling 'Master, Master' all day long, more life. Otherwise, my name is Zhang Ze, Tianyi, you can call me A Ze. I call you' Tiantian', 'Yiyi', 'Atian', 'Ayi', which one do you think is better?"

Once again allowed to use the familiar title of "Aze" to address the master, Tianyi was taken aback for a moment, followed by a burst of ecstasy welling up in his heart, and then, the familiar helplessness.

No matter how it changes, the talent of the master's name is really unflattering.

"Master," Tian Yi begged for mercy in a low voice, "Master, don't tease your subordinates."

Zhang Ze stood up, patted his butt casually, walked to Tianyi, helped him up, stared at him, pretending to be angry: "Why are you still called master?"

"Ah...Ah Ze..." Tian Yi ruthlessly called out a title that was repeated a thousand times around Tianyi's lips.

Although the master still doesn't remember him, he should be content to still be able to call him "Aze".

After getting a satisfactory answer, Zhang Ze tugged Tianyi hard, and went into the house: "Go, Tianyi, let me treat the wound for you."

"Thank you Lord..."

"Ok?"

"Thank you... Azer."