The vicious master always loves to die

"What are you doing as a teacher?" Yan Xici's clothes were tightly clenched by Ji Moze's hands, and the child looked at him with bloodshot eyes, as if trying to endure the emotions that were about to explode.

Yan Xici stared coldly at Xiao Douding in front of him, fearing that he would lose control of his emotions and rush up to cry. He was covered in tears and snot, but the hem of his clothes was clutched, as if he was about to pick it up and wipe away his tears at any time.

"Master..." The child was not satisfied with pulling the hem of his clothes, and hugged Yan Xici's thigh with an inch. A muffled voice came from below, as if he was acting like a baby, but his expression was covered by layers of robes. Deep and treacherous, "...will Master treat me well?"

"No." Yan Xici replied very coldly, and then saw the child suddenly raised his head, his already red eyes became scarlet, and the fabric of the outer robe was pulled crookedly.Just as he was about to tear away those claws, he heard the child continue to ask questions.

"Will Master not give me food?"

"Aren't those meals you usually eat?"

"Will Master despise Mo Ze's mediocre aptitude? If... If Mo Ze cannot cultivate in this life, will Master abandon Mo Ze..."

"Yes." Dare to be lazy and break his leg.But... mediocre qualifications?If the talented male lead is considered mediocre, then wouldn't everyone else be considered useless?Yan Xici snorted lightly, very disapproving.

The outer robe was pulled tighter and tighter, almost deformed.Yan Xici frowned, and stretched out his hand to pull the cloth back from the child's hand, but he didn't expect the other party to hold on tightly: "Then master... if one day..." His voice gradually became low, and Ji Moze swallowed the last few syllables , Yan Xici didn't hear what he said at the end.

"Master..." Xiao Douding is like a piece of brown sugar, tightly hugging the leg of the person in front of him, maybe it's because he has been a child for too long, his thoughts are a little confused and naive, or maybe it's because the family affection he longed for is close at hand, even if he knows it is Unreal, but Ji Moze still couldn't help but sink for a moment, indulging himself in vain and beautiful fantasies.

He vaguely remembered that when he was a young child, all he could think about was to please Master, but Master still refused to look at him.Obviously...it is obvious that the master picked him, why did he abandon him like a trash.The memories of the past are surging like a dark tide, clamoring to annihilate him in the endless painful memories, but the words of the person in front of him are so cruel, but it makes him reluctant to let go, wanting to hold on tighter, just like this , can stay away from those dark memories.

"Master..." In the two lives, this voice has been called countless times, from the initial admiration to the fear and shrinking, to the collapse, despair and deep hatred, to the final call of his name indifferent.But now, Ji Moze found that he didn't hate this title so much.

"Ji Moze." A voice as cold as ice slag made Ji Moze, who was immersed in the past and reality intertwined, startled for a moment, slowly raised his head, and saw the master staring at him expressionlessly, and then said every word: "If you dare to put your snot on Teacher Wei... don't blame Teacher Wei for being cruel."

Yan Xici watched the child's distorted expression, his face flushed, his already big eyes staring intently, the black eyeballs with red bloodshot eyes, and the moist eye sockets, as if the embankment would burst at any moment.And he clutched his robe tightly, with a gesture of wiping his tears and nose, which made him suffocate.But the child was hugged tightly, and he couldn't push his head away several times, but it made his red eyeballs even redder.Moreover, the child's spiritual power fluctuates violently. Is it because the spiritual power is violent due to the rapid advancement, so the mood is unstable?

Thinking of this, Yan Xici's expression became serious, and regardless of whether his robe might be stained with any liquid, he quickly pressed one hand on Ji Moze's celestial spirit cover, and a stream of spiritual energy shot in.

He thought it was unimpeded, but unexpectedly, it was blocked by an invisible barrier, causing Yan Xici, who was backlashed by the aura, to groan. He looked at his hand that was so painful from the shock, and suddenly became suspicious.

No matter how watery he is, he is still a Nascent Soul cultivation base, and it is easy to face a child who has not yet established a foundation, but just now...that barrier that hindered his exploration...spiritual consciousness?

How is this possible? It's just an eight-year-old child.

Yan Xici stretched out his hand in surprise, and checked again, but this time it was unimpeded. The spiritual power entered Ji Moze's body along the veins, and the spiritual power in the opponent's body was in disorder. It can be absorbed in time.However, the layer of barrier touched just now disappeared without a trace, as if everything was his illusion.

Yan Xici frowned, but he never touched any obstacles, and the spiritual power was swimming in the child's body, sorting out the disordered spiritual power.The low temperature made the child's face turn pale from the cold, so Yan Xici withdrew his spiritual power after confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

Speaking of it, it might be my fault. Ji Moze is only eight years old, so no matter how talented he is, he can't rush to pluck the seedlings. It's only been a while since he's perfected his Qi training. It's no wonder that his spiritual power is disordered. what to do!

"You come here with me as a teacher." Yan Xici summoned his natal sword, and then rolled up the man with his sleeve robe, and drove the sword towards the main peak.

After entering the cave, he went straight to the side room where he practiced.On weekdays, Yan Xici loves to practice while laying on a soft couch, and he turns a blind eye to the practice room in the side room. If it weren't for the formation in the cave, it would have already been covered with a thick layer of dust.

He took Ji Moze halfway in his arms and dropped it, and then withdrew the spirit gathering formation inside, and the dense spiritual power in the air suddenly became much thinner.

"You have been cultivating here in the past few days, sort out the spiritual power in your body... You have advanced too fast, if you don't cultivate it well, then the spiritual power will riot and damage the foundation."

"Yeah." The child lowered his head, answered softly, then raised his head, showing a pleading expression to Yan Xici, his voice softly as if coquettish: "Master, it's good to be with Mo Ze, Mo Ze feels that there is something wrong in his body." The spiritual power is rushing around, it's so uncomfortable..."

There was still a little water in the dark eyes, and the child pursed his lips, looking at him eagerly.

If it was Yan Xici before, he would just take out the pill and stuff it in the child's mouth without saying a word, but now the child has too much spiritual power in his body, and if he stuffs another medicine, there will be too much spiritual energy, and doing so will be self-defeating.But... you want him to accompany you?Does he look like a gentle and amiable peerless good master?

Yan Xici sneered, and poked Ji Moze's head hard with his finger: "Are you ordering me to be a teacher? Just stay here obediently and sort out my spiritual power, do you hear me?"

The child was thrown back by the poke, a small red mark was poked on his forehead by his finger, his black eyes looked at Yan Xici without blinking, and he nodded obediently after a while.

Seeing Ji Moze sitting cross-legged, running Zhou Tian over and over again to sort out his spiritual power, and after the restless spiritual power around him gradually calmed down, Yan Xici finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

Recently, he can no longer take pills. Although the quality of those pills is good, the medicinal power contained in them is too overbearing for Ji Moze, and it has already exceeded the range that children can handle at present.The Spirit Gathering Formation was withdrawn to reduce the concentration of aura here, but judging by Ji Moze's talent, even this could lead to an epiphany... After thinking for a while, Yan Xici decided to place a barrier to isolate the aura to temporarily prevent it. Ji Moze's spiritual energy absorbed.

"Master... Mo Ze feels uncomfortable..." Changing from an environment with rich aura to a place with a lack of aura is like going from flat land to a plateau thousands of meters away. The air is so thin that it is difficult to breathe.For Ji Moze, he lived in the mortal world where the aura was thin all the year round when he was young, and he hid in the mortal world for a long time after being forced to defect, so the isolation of the aura didn't have much impact on him, after adjusting his breathing Afterwards, he quickly adapted to the current situation, but this did not prevent him from showing a pitiful expression.

Seeing the child's little face turning pale because of stopping the absorption of spiritual energy, and looking very uncomfortable, Yan Xici showed a very hard heart: "Cultivate hard here, I have set up an enchantment, and I will let you out in seven days .”

"Master, I'm hungry..." The child blinked and looked at Yan Xici with a pleading face, but because of the sternness of the master, he lowered his head without daring to look directly.

Yan Xici: ...

Tsk, trouble!

Flicking his sleeves, ignoring the child's pitiful plea, the white-haired fairy left the side room, leaving the child alone in place, hugging his belly, with a lonely expression on his face.

But soon, a ray of spiritual light came in, accompanied by a cold snort, a square and simple wooden box fell in front of Ji Moze with a 'bang', almost hitting Ji Moze's foot.

Picking up the wooden box and opening the lid, the seal on it also dissipated. A box full of food was still emitting heat. The moment it was opened, the fragrance wafted out, filling the huge training room with the aroma of food.

Ji Moze chuckled silently, picked up the long chopsticks that came with the wooden box, and ate slowly.One bite at a time, chewing slowly, as if tasting some delicious food in the world.

This master is really as he imagined, it is really...Duplicate.

Feeling that the divine sense that watched him fade away quickly, the smile on the corner of Ji Moze's lips deepened.

Different from Ji Moze's leisurely way, Yan Xici's disciples were not around, so he didn't have any manpower for a while, but if he was asked to go to the cafeteria to cook... tomorrow, "Master Qing Ning, because of the belly, Rumors of going to the canteen to eat when hungry will spread throughout Xuantianzong.The face is gone! !

As a last resort, Yan Xici sent a sound transmission Zhihe to the dining room manager, and asked him to arrange for his disciples to send an extra meal to the main peak. After all, those troublemakers on the side peak are still ordered to be locked up and have no chance to go out. , the daily meals are delivered by the disciples of the Zongmen dining room.

After 'throwing' the food into the training room, Yan Xici didn't bother to watch people eat deliciously, so he simply went back to his cave and started practicing routinely.

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