God, he's wearing it again

It's not the same as the one that forced him just now.

After Feng Jiuluo calmed down a little, he raised his head again, and saw that the man had dissipated into a thin mist. If there was not a little warmth left on his lips, he might think that what happened before was just a dream.

In the dark, Feng Jiuluo was silent for a moment before he lifted his feet and returned to his room, forgetting what he came to get at the beginning.

Looking at Han Shuang on the couch, he seemed to have turned over, because it was obvious that he was not enough for him to sit at the edge of the bed.Feng Jiuluo wanted to move him inside, but stopped his fingertips in mid-air and instead pulled his own quilt to cover him.

As for himself, he was leaning against the window sill, his clothes were loose, and one of his feet was hanging casually. The whole person was sluggish, letting the breeze blew a coolness, and the shadows of flowers outside the window fluttered, giving him a rare sense of comfort.

I don't know when I fell asleep, and when I woke up, there was an extra thin quilt on my body. In any case, the sky was much colder than the ordinary world. Feng Jiuluo looked down at the two palms around his legs. The small face looked at him, the slender eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and the eyes were pure as spring water.

"Actually, you don't need to bring me a quilt. The Xian family's body is usually not afraid of the cold." Feng Jiuluo said.

Frost tilted her head, "Then Master will cover it for me."

Feng Jiuluo frowned involuntarily and stroked his forehead. For some reason, he suddenly had a headache when he heard the word "Master".

"If you have time, why don't you go to practice the kung fu and what to do here." Feng Jiuluo said.

"I already know what you taught me yesterday, why don't Master come and check to see how I'm doing?" Frost blinked her eyes and said with a hint of complacency.

"Okay, if I find out that you didn't study hard, or if you didn't learn it, I will fine you not to eat for two days." Feng Jiuluo got up, and brushed the few petals on his clothes with his hands.

Frost smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if Han'er doesn't eat, but I can't wrong Master."

The small mouth is also strangely sweet.

Although the little guy hasn't been taught the method of immortality for 300 years, his aptitude is excellent, but he has mastered the basics of the immortal family in just a few days.

"The spiritual power of all things in the world has its different attributes, like some people are gold, some people are wood, there are also water, fire, earth and other unknown attributes, and according to my observation, yours should be Water, after mastering it, you can control lakes, rivers, rivers and seas and other large and small waters."

"It can even be combined with the wind to achieve the effect of calling the wind and calling the rain. What if there is no wind, of course it can be borrowed."

"However, it also depends on one's own cultivation base. If one's own cultivation base is not good, it will be easily backlashed. The light ones will be exhausted, and the severe ones will be wiped out and will never enter reincarnation."

"Why is this happening?" Frost raised her head and asked doubts in her heart.

Feng Jiuluo continued to speak slowly, "Because what is borrowed is always borrowed, it is not produced by one's own attributes, and one cannot feel it through oneself, so it is not controlled by oneself, unless your spiritual power overrides it above."

I saw Hanshuang supporting his little head with a half-understanding look, and Feng Jiuluo didn't expect him to fully understand it in a short time.

But he still wanted to add one more point, "Let you learn to call the wind and rain is not to make you a little devil to do evil, and let you learn spells is not to let you bully the weak."

"Oh." Frost let out a cry of pain, and then said seriously, "Master, I will definitely follow your teachings!"

Feng Jiuluo's expression was slightly restrained, and he looked a bit cold and stern, "Hmph, if I find out that you will definitely be skinned, even if I don't punish you, a thunderstorm from the sky will split you in half. "

"If Han'er makes a mistake, I don't want Master to punish me at that time. I will definitely find a corner where there is no one to suffer the punishment alone and meditate on myself, and end up with the rest of my life." Han Shuang also said seriously, with a serious expression on her face. A maturity different from his own came.

"But I don't want you to bully the weak, I don't want you to be stubborn and beat others up," Feng Jiuluo said with a twist, "If someone bullies you, I will bully you back, and I will make him regret it." Know who Lao Tzu is."

This little guy is good at everything, he teaches quickly and he learns quickly, he respects his teacher and presides over a small stove for him, making all kinds of delicacies and snacks to confuse him, which sometimes makes him feel embarrassed to scold him.

It's just that every time I learn something, I can't help but hug him, and even get into his arms.

At night, Mingming tidied up a room for him, but he found various reasons to squeeze in his side. Sometimes he would throw him out mercilessly, and sometimes he would let him in softly. .

Hongluan couldn't see it anymore and came over to say a few words, "You can't do this, how can you two live together, and even sleep in the same bed."

"Do you know that boys should have their own private space."

"If you really can't do it, you can move to my place. My place is spacious. Then I will set aside an extra courtyard at the back for Hanshuang to live alone."

and so on.

Of course, Frost has not never responded, such as:

"Sister Hongluan, do you want to get the moon first?"

If she gets close to his building, what moon will she get? If she wants to get close to that building, which moon will she get?

"Sister Hongluan doesn't let Han'er share the same bed with Master. Could it be that she wants to share the same bed with Master? The book says that men and women can't get married. Doesn't Sister Hongluan know?"

fuck it! !Who the hell wants to sleep in the same bed with Jiuluo, and she doesn't want to be kissed by a man or a man.

"You didn't talk about him either." Hongluan Chaofeng Jiuluo said in a displeased manner.

"My master said that if you are bullied, you must go back, and you must not let yourself suffer." Frost flapped her eyes.

"Look at the good apprentices you teach, good ones don't learn from bad ones." Hongluan crossed her hands on her chest and reproached.

Feng Jiuluo slapped him on the back of the head, and the kid was so tall that he almost caught up with him in a blink of an eye, "What are you talking about, do you know how to respect elders?"

"Master, I know I'm wrong." Looking back at Feng Jiuluo but very obediently, Hong Luan once thought he was learning to change his face.

"Master, I will rub your shoulders for you. Do you want to eat a dessert and tea that I learned in the mortal world?"

Hong Luan, who was busy with her front and back feet, wanted to roll her eyes.

"Actually, what my apprentice said is correct, if you are bullied, you have to go back." Feng Jiuluo laughed.

Hongluan has nothing to say, "You can pet, you can pet, sooner or later you will cry, then don't look for my old lady."

In fact, it's not that Feng Jiuluo hasn't thought about letting Hanshuang not live in the same room with him, after all, the child needs to have his own private space as Hongluan said when he grows up.

"Can you stop running into my room in the future." Feng Jiuluo asked solemnly.

Before he could finish speaking, tears welled up in his eyes, "Master, I know that I was born to be disliked by my parents, and now even you despise me. Is it because Han'er did something wrong?" I made you angry, if I can't do it, I'll change it, I'll change it."

Feng Jiuluo raised his hand, "Forget it, you've done a good job, forget it." Let him stay for a few more days, and somehow he won't be able to see him cry. After all, he was raised by himself. different.

"I knew that Master loved me the most." Frost wiped away the tears that hadn't shed yet, hugged Feng Jiuluo with a smile, and saw people rushing towards him. Wasn't it when he was a child? Unable to stabilize themselves, the two of them fell on the bed together.

A handsome and elegant face is at hand.

"What are you two doing?!" Hong Luan stood outside the window with one hand on her waist, pointing at them with one hand, as if they had done something wicked.

Feng Jiuluo patted Frost's arm, making him get up from his body.

Hanshuang reluctantly did so, and turned around to give Hongluan a glare.

"What are you doing in my yard without sleeping at night?" Feng Jiuluo asked suspiciously.

Hong Luan looked anxious, and simply jumped in through the window, you were so anxious that you almost fell over.

"Didn't I ask you guys? Why did you ask me first?"

Feng Jiuluo was taken aback, this girl actually turned inside, "You big girl came to my place in the middle of the night, and it's even more inappropriate to turn in through the window."

"That's right, Master, it seems that our doors and windows should be closed properly, so as to save some cats and dogs, or some koi carps from running here." Frost knelt and leaned against Feng Jiuluo's side, resting her head on his lap On his shoulders, there was a smirk on his lips.

Seeing that Hong Luan wanted to hit him directly, isn't the koi her real body? This is no longer an allusion, it's a clear indication!

Feng Jiuluo was still thinking that Hongluan, the koi carp, would not be so angry if he just called out, so he looked back at Hanshuang suspiciously, his face was as usual, but with a bit of pitifulness, as if he was a little afraid of her.

"Drunk! Should you think about the mental health of teenagers?" She has already said it very clearly, so he probably doesn't understand it.

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Hong Luan: Damn it, what a big cup of green tea!

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Feng Jiuluo: "Is there something wrong with his thinking?"

Feng Jiuluo glanced at Frost next to him again, "His thinking is quite normal, he didn't provoke or fight." Frost nodded beside him.

Speaking of which, his apprentice is many times more obedient than he was when he was young. At least he didn't burn a hole in the master's clothes with a magic spell, tear apart the notes of fellow practitioners, and often skipped classes to go to deep mountains and old forests. I went to catch some small "animals" and put them in fellow practitioners' lunch boxes.

Compared with him, Hanshuang is like someone else's child. He not only respects his teachers, but also knows how to study hard and practice hard.