After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

"Master, do you think I look better in white or gold?" The little boy asked the young man in front of him very entangled, holding two different colored disciple uniforms in front of him, gesturing.

The young man reached out to pick up the two disciple uniforms, looked up and down the boy's puffy face, and with a wave of his hand, the white disciple uniforms were neatly put on the boy.

"Wow, Master is so powerful." The young man squeezed his disciple's uniform excitedly, looked at the young man with gleam in his eyes, and directly put the problem that he was still very entangled with just now behind his mind.

The young man smiled, waved his hand and put on the golden clothes for him, and responded warmly: "Ah Yuan looks good in any one."

Hearing that the young man's brows were soothed, he frowned again, and said in a tangled way: "But, I can only choose one color for the disciple's uniform. Master, which one do you think looks better?"

"Gold, A Yuan looks good in gold," said the young man.

The boy smiled "hehe", stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said happily, "It's the same color as sweet-scented osmanthus."

The young man nodded, reached out and stroked his hair and asked him, "Does A Yuan like sweet-scented osmanthus?"

The young man bowed his head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "I like it, Master likes A Yuan likes it all."

The young boy's immature voice seemed to be still ringing in his ears, but he was long gone.

The cold light reflected by the Luohe sword brought back Tiandao Piaoyuan's thoughts, he pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a weird smile, the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if he was thinking about how to speak without being abrupt.

Jun Mobai didn't have time to spend with him. After glaring at the two apprentices, the Luohe sword turned thousands of sword shadows in his hand and went straight to the heaven.

There are tens of thousands of sword shadows, one is stronger than one.

Tiandao raised his hand and held the golden long sword horizontally in front of him, letting the shadow of the sword fall.

The golden light curtain dissolved the sword shadows one by one, and thousands of sword shadows didn't even touch Tiandao's hair.

Seeing this, Jun Mobai was not in a hurry, and the Luohe sword turned into ten shadows as he turned his hands, and followed Jun Mobai's movement of raising his hand to attack the heavenly way from all directions.

Seeing this, Tiandao suddenly withdrew his hand.

Ten long swords pierced Tiandao's body from all sides.

A smile of unknown meaning appeared on Tiandao's face, he raised his hand, looked into Jun Mobai's eyes, and said gently: "A Yuan, you look good in gold, as good as your eyes." Thousands of light powders were blown towards the sweet-scented osmanthus tree by the wind.

The Luohe sword fell back into Jun Mobai's hands, the tip of the sword was spotless.

Fei Yuchen leaned up nervously, grabbed Jun Mobai and checked him up and down, and was relieved to see that he was intact.

Then someone grabbed the tips of his ears, and a cold, non-smiling voice sounded beside his ears: "Are you promising? Have you learned to lie?"

Knowing that Jun Mobai was angry, Fei Yuchen hurriedly bared his teeth and screamed for pain, trying to extinguish the anger in Jun Mobai's heart with the sound of pain.

Seeing this, Qingyuan, who was standing not far away, hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground with a "plop" to take responsibility: "Master, this is my fault, don't be angry with your brother."

Jun Mobai sighed, raised his hand and sent out a wave of spiritual power to lift Qingyuan up, the strength of the hand holding Fei Yuchen's ear increased instead of weakening, and he rarely said loudly: "I'll deal with you when I go back."

"Master... Be gentle, be gentle, your ears are about to fall off." Fei Yuchen raised his hand to cover the back of Jun Mobai's hand, rubbing it secretly.

Jun Mobai: "..."

Hearing the words, Qingyuan really thought that Jun Mobai had used a lot of strength, and he was about to beg for mercy for Fei Yuchen with his mouth: "Master..."

"Let's go back and talk about it, this place is too weird." Jun Mobai frowned and suppressed his anger to interrupt the two of them. He pinched the tip of Fei Yuchen's ear with one hand, and swung a sword aura with the other, cutting a crack in space forcibly. .

Qingyuan also knew that Tiandao died strangely, so he quickly shut up and entered the crack under Jun Mobai's signal.

As for Fei Yuchen, with his ears pinched by Jun Mobai, he was leaning slightly sideways and lowering his head to smile at Jun Mobai, smiling very flatteringly.

Jun Mobai: "..."

Jun Mobai: "Shut up your ugly expression."

Fei Yuchen curled his lips and hummed twice.

Jun Mobai tugged at him, saw that Qingyuan had disappeared into the crack, and dragged Fei Yuchen to go in.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The mist of the hot spring water swept to fill the crack that the sword qi broke open, and the golden sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fluttered, forming a flower wall in front of the two of them.

The flower wall turned around and turned into a big hand aimed at Jun Mobai.

Jun Mobai changed his ears to a half-hug, one arm wrapped around Fei Yuchen's waist, and the other hand directed the Luohe sword to break the flower hand.

With light, Luohe Sword rushed out from the palm, and drilled a big hole in the sweet-scented osmanthus flower hand. The flower hand fell apart, and the petals fell to the ground one after another.

The white mist became thicker and thicker, covering the bamboo buildings and sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.

The visibility was greatly reduced, and Jun Mobai didn't dare to be careless. He retracted the hands around Fei Yuchen's waist again, and told him: "No matter what happens in a while, don't move around until I let go."

And this good thing.

Fei Yuchen simply responded: "Okay."

The white mist did not disperse, Jun Mobai and Fei Yuchen couldn't move forward rashly, so he stood on the spot and spread out to sense the surrounding movement.

Quiet, eerily quiet, even the wind stopped.

Fei Yuchen sniffed, wanted to speak but was afraid of disturbing Jun Mobai, so he repeated the explanation in his heart, for fear that Jun Mobai would ask about a moon that hadn't explained well and would have to watch for a month .

Thinking about it this way is very desolate.

"Have you figured out a reason?" Jun Mobai said suddenly.

"Ahem." Fei Yuchen pretended to clear his throat, and when he was about to speak, Jun Mobai said coldly, "You'd better bless this reason."

Although it was not a heavy word, it scared Fei Yuchen enough.

So he hesitated and said: "Master, did I not tell you about my past?"

Jun Mobai asked with a half-smile, "Why, did you remember everything?"

Fei Yuchen shook his head and said in embarrassment: "No."

Seeing that Jun Mobai was about to talk about him again, he hurriedly continued: "Ahem, it's like this. In fact, sometimes some words suddenly appear in my mind, telling me the next development of the matter."

After Fei Yuchen finished speaking, he took a quick look at Jun Mobai.The matter of wearing a book is too outrageous for the people in the book, and Fei Yuchen can't tell the whole story about the current situation, so he picked the key points and said half-truths.

Seeing that Jun Mobai didn't react too much, he was relieved, and deliberately softened his tone to coax people: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, but it happened suddenly, and I got involved with you again, so I was impatient, so..." Speaking At that time, even the master stopped calling, and deliberately threw out some unimportant information in a vague manner, trying to get away with it.

In the end, I heard Jun Mobai ask: "Then how do you explain what Qingyuan said about seizing life and fate?"

Fei Yuchen was shocked, and blurted out, "How do you know?"

It wasn't until the words came out of my mouth that I realized what I said, so I had to hesitate and explain: "This... Isn't this what Tiandao tricked Qingyuan, let's make it up."

Jun Mobai turned his head and looked at Fei Yuchen with a half-smile and asked, "Subsequent?"

Fei Yuchen nodded his head out of conscience, and said firmly, "Well, it's all fake."

Jun Mobai asked again: "When Lingyuetan came back, Qingyuan had disappeared, and then you fell ill again. How did you get in touch?"

Fei Yuchen originally thought that he had to explain the fact that Lingyuetan was sick when he came back, for fear that Jun Mobai would not believe that he was really sick during that time.I have been tangled in my head for a long time, and now I will hear Jun Mobai's question, and I will feel relieved and respond very proudly: "In order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, Qingyuan signed a master-servant contract with me, and we usually rely on consciousness communication."

The hand around his waist was tightened, Fei Yuchen's heart felt cold, and he said to himself: "It's over, I slipped my tongue."

"Master-servant contract? You and Qingyuan?" Jun Mobai gritted his teeth.

Fei Yuchen was furious, and changed the topic with a dry smile: "Master, look, the fog has cleared."

Jun Mobai glanced at Fei Yuchen, and handed out the message of "Go back and clean you up", before turning his head to look forward.

I saw the white mist dissipate little by little, revealing a corner of the pavilion.

Red beams and tall columns, jasper-colored glazed tiles reflect colorful light.The red lanterns under the corridor swayed with the wind, and a white crane landed on the rockery in the distance, combing its white feathers with its head sideways.

Under the rockery, a young man in a golden gown was waving a wooden sword in his hand.

A head of dark hair was tied up in a bun, leaving only two strands of hair on his forehead.

When he turned around, he raised his head and looked at Jun Mobai, and then his eyes rolled into a big smile.

Those eyes are so beautiful, like colored glaze and bright moon.They are the same as Jun Mobai's eyes, as if they grew out of the same mold.

Fei Yuchen turned his head and glanced at Jun Mobai, probably having a guess in his heart.

The young man waved the wooden sword, stabbed back and forth a few times, then raised his hand and retracted the sword behind his back, and ran towards the direction of the two with small steps.

The boy's stature reached Fei Yuchen's waist, and he ran extremely fast.

When the golden robe was an inch away from Fei Yuchen and Jun Mobai, it turned into a spot of light, and passed through them in a trance.

"Master, how was my sword technique just now?" The boy's voice was soft and sweet.Because it took a lot of effort to dance the sword just now, there was a slight panting sound.

"A Yuan practiced very well."

Heavenly voice.

Because of the speculation in his heart, Fei Yuchen didn't realize how surprised he was, but he was a little flustered.

Then I heard the boy grinningly respond: "In a few days after the spring competition, I will definitely bring back No.1 for Master."

Tiandao took the boy's hand and brushed past Fei Yuchen.

He lowered his head, his brows were curved, he stared at the young man and said "oh", and gently persuaded him: "You are still young, so you are not in a hurry to participate in the spring competition."

The young man had just received a compliment and was in high spirits, Tian Dao said it so tactfully, the young man didn't understand the meaning of his words at all.He just squeezed his hands and said confidently: "The first place in this year's spring competition must be our Dan Guifeng."

Tiandao looked at the young man and shook his head invisibly but didn't say anything else.

There is a pavilion built next to the rockery, and Tiandao led the boy into the pavilion.

After sitting down, the young man put the wooden sword on the stone table and chattered, Tiandao dragged his chin with one hand and listened carefully to the young man's words.

When the boy talked about excitement, he would always raise his head and ask the sky, "Master, do you think so?"

No matter how imaginative the young man's question is, as long as it is not too ridiculous, Tiandao will nod his head and answer him: "Yes, little Ayuan is right."

While nodding, he reached out and handed the freshly poured warm water to the young man.

The boy got an affirmative reply, happily drank the whole glass of water, put his chin in his hands, stared at Tiandao with sparkling eyes, and continued talking.

Fei Yuchen raised his hand and pulled Jun Mobai's sleeve, feeling a little flustered.

Jun Mobai raised his hand and squeezed the back of his hand, and comforted him in a soft voice: "I'm not him, and I can't be him."