Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Ye Qiao tried his best to call out his name "Azhao!"

Before the urgent cry fell, just as he was thinking wildly and nervously, the man appeared in front of him when he turned around, and almost bumped into his arms.

"Master, I am—"

"Where are you going!" Although he scolded, his face was full of anxiety.

Dong Zhao hugged him, "Blame me, I made Master worry."

It took a while for Ye Qiao to calm down.

"As long as you're fine..."

His concern made Dong Zhao feel both guilty and heart-warming.

The two reached Dazong Mountain side by side.

Ye Qiao looked solemn, stood on the spot, raised his hands together, just about to turn his palms, and just about to cast a spell in his mouth, Dong Zhao's hand rested lightly on his.

He hooked his lips and smiled, "Master, let me-"

"You? Are you coming?"

Dong Zhao nodded.

"Okay, you come."

Ye Qiao withdrew to the side, her gaze fell on him.

I saw his hands flipping quickly, the technique formed a seal, and he slapped the ground with his backhand.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew up, the grass was agitated, and a wolf monster rushed over.

Ye Qiao's expression tightened, and he raised his fingers together to always be prepared for Dong Zhao's safety.

Worrying, however, is unnecessary.

Dong Zhao flung out the satin red silk around his waist, and rebuked a move that he had never done before.

Three shards of ice pierced the wolf demon's body, and immediately howled, the wolf demon turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

He swept away the demonic aura on his body before walking to Ye Qiao's side.

"Master..."

Seeing the corner of his raised mouth, Ye Qiao's head was running quickly, and after careful consideration, he had never been taught such kung fu.

Let's say that what I practice are all fire-type exercises, so no ice will form.

"Azhao, I seem to have never seen the move you just made before."

"Have you practiced exercises from me?"

Dong Zhao burst out laughing.

"Yeah, thinking of protecting Master well, I secretly practiced other exercises behind Master's back. Master won't blame me, right?"

Ye Qiao smiled, "I am happy for you that your cultivation base has improved, and I blame you for what you did."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Dong Zhao's arm, even through the cloth, his hand was still scalding hot.

Dong Zhao's eyes fell on his pupils, and he saw his heart beating, his breathing was difficult, and the roots of his ears were red.

Concentrating on suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he quickly avoided his gaze.

"Master... Master."

Ye Qiao turned around and walked away, Dong Zhao was slightly taken aback and hurriedly followed.

Every time, he is the first to ward off disasters for himself, and now he can finally stand by his side and protect him.

The mountains and rivers welcome the spring, and the world is getting warmer.

The corners of Dong Zhao's lips curled slightly, and he silently followed behind him.

The two came to Su's courtyard not long after.

"It's really fast, it really deserves to be a Great Immortal Master, you can catch it with a snap of your fingers—"

Ye Qiao smiled and said, "It's my apprentice——"

"What?"

Su Bailang's eyes widened suddenly and he looked Dong Zhao up and down.

"They're all apprentices, why isn't one of my apprentices able to solve my problems for me?"

As he spoke, his eyeballs rolled, and he approached Dong Zhao in a low voice.

"Are you considering changing your master?"

Although the voice was small, it reached Ye Qiao's ears word for word.

Ye Qiao turned around and squeezed between the two of them, smiling so much that she stretched out her hands in front of her.

"What does that mean?"

Before he understood what it meant, Dong Zhao imitated Ye Qiao's gesture and stretched out his hand: "Give me the money..."

"Hey! Sure enough, what kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice, the same money fan!"

With a big wave of Su Bailang's hand, a student came out with a wooden box, and Dong Zhao stepped forward and put all the money in the wooden box into his purse.

"Master, let's go."

The two got money on their front feet, but turned around and wanted to leave on their back feet.

Su Bailang seemed to have something to say, his head jerked violently, and he hurriedly said something.

"Don't go, I'll treat you two to dinner."

After saying this sentence, Su Bailang just wanted to give himself a mouthful, but the words he said were like water that was spilled, and it was hard to take back the water!

The two stopped and turned around with smiles.

"Okay, thank you Patriarch Su for your kindness."

Su Bailang suddenly felt a heart attack, and thought of pretending to be sick to escape the catastrophe.

He clutched his chest, his eyes were dull, and he frowned and said, "My...heartache, I'm going to die..."

Ye Qiao was slightly taken aback, and just about to step forward, Dong Zhao seemed to see through his thoughts, pulled Ye Qiao back, and stepped forward to hold Su Bailang in two steps.

He smiled and said: "Patriarch Su's acting skills are quite clumsy and need to be improved."

Su Bailang looked at him dumbfounded.

"Patriarch Su has to pretend to be sick, put more white powder on his face, sprinkle some hot water on his face, bend his waist into a round moon, his eyes are blurred enough, his voice must be quiet, his cough must be loud, and his pain should be timely. Roll on the ground when it gets too bad."

Su Bailang straightened his waist and looked at him with admiration.

"Xiao Zhaozhao, what you said is very reasonable!"

Dong Zhao smiled, grabbed Su Bailang's arm, and lifted him out.

"Ehhhhh!!"

He turned around and asked for help, "Ye Qiao, you don't care about your apprentice!"

Ye Qiao followed with curved eyebrows.

The three of them sat down at the noodle stall.

Su Bailang had no choice but to accept his fate and greet Xiao Er.

"Your family's noodles, as many as you want."

Xiao Er was taken aback, looked at the three of them, finally stuffed the words he wanted to ask back into his throat, nodded, and hurriedly turned into the stove.

The three were eating noodle soup.

Dong Zhao always scooped a few pieces of minced meat from his own bowl into his bowl, Ye Qiao just smiled, didn't say much, and immersed himself in eating happily.

The waiter came forward with the noodle soup, seeing Su Bailang crying and putting the noodle soup into his mouth, he couldn't understand for a while.

"I've been making noodle soup here for more than ten years, and the craftsmanship is good. Is it so unpalatable? It made this young man cry! It seems that I need to improve the craftsmanship-"

At this time, there was a sound from the next table.

Su Bailang turned his head and looked over, it didn't matter what he looked at, but when he saw who was sitting at the table behind him, he turned his head quickly and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes vigorously.

"Xiao Ce? Why did he come to my place? Did he come here specifically to find me??"

Thinking in this way, a stormy wave of joy arose in his heart, and he wanted to get up to look for him, but Dong Zhao pushed him back.

"doing what?"

Dong Zhao glanced at Xiao Ce intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice: "If he came to look for you, he would come naturally, what are you doing running over?"

After finishing speaking, he cast a glance at the noodle bowl that Ye Qiao was about to finish, and pushed another bowl in front of him silently.

Ye Qiao finished eating the bowl in his hand with a smile, and picked up the bowl he pushed over.

Su Bailang couldn't sit still when he saw him, the stool felt like his butt was being scalded, Su Bailang was in a commotion.

From time to time, he would cast a glance towards Xiao Ce, five or six glances in a snap of his fingers, and never leave Xiao Ce's words.

"Will Ah Ce come over?"

"What if Ah Ce doesn't come over?"

"Could it be that Ah Ce didn't notice me?"

Dong Zhao lowered his eyes, and suddenly said to him very schemingly, "Patriarch Su, I heard that you had a blind date a few days ago? Do you have someone you like?"

His words were like a sharp drill that got into Xiao Ce's ears.

Suddenly, Xiao Ce's eyes widened and he was extremely excited, as if he had lost his mind, he rushed over with a stride.

At that time, he was already sitting beside Su Bailang with a serious and jealous face.