Sick Beauty Master Respected Green Tea

Zun is very tired...

Not being able to go up the mountain is the most severe punishment for him, and it hurts more than being whipped by a wicker.

Fu Yuan found Xu'er again.

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"Senior brother, I can't help you with this. Master has been angered by you, so how can I plead for you?" Xu'er gloated.

His senior brother Mu Mu really couldn't speak, he said that the master was not angry, but his actions really made the master angry.

Now who dares to touch the master's bad luck, when the master is angry, the master uncles dare not disturb him.

I heard that only the ancestor can persuade the master, but the ancestor has been in seclusion for a long time, and he will not leave the seclusion if there is no major event in the sect.

06 spit out blood

"Just let me go up the mountain, I want to take care of Master..."

Xu'er interrupted: "Didn't the master have a good life when the senior brother didn't get started? There are a lot of you missing, and there are many who want to take care of the master. Senior brother should take good care of these new disciples." .”

"I want to go up the mountain." Fu Yuan still said.

Xu'er shook her head: "Master personally ordered this, and said it in front of so many disciples. If I go to intercede and Master lets you go up the mountain, wouldn't this hurt Master's face?"

"Senior brother, embarrassing Master for your own selfish desires, is this the way you respect Master?" Xu'er asked in a deep voice.

The junior sister who usually smiles is gentle and pleasant, and the calm-faced junior sister has a bit of the demeanor of a master.

Fu Yuan pursed his lips tightly, very unwilling, but he also knew that what his junior sister said was right.

"It's only a month. For us monks, a month has passed by opening and closing. Although Master punished you, this punishment is not serious at all, it's just a formality." Xu'er said with a smile , turned and left Fu Yuan's house.

Fu Yuan looked at Xu'er's back, pursed his lips tightly, very unwilling.

If he didn't know anything like Xu'er, he must have tried his best to go up the mountain. Master's painful moaning in the middle of the night had already become his nightmare.

During that time, as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the master curled up, with no trace of blood on his pale face, uncontrollable pain escaped from his thin lips, and his fingers tore the quilt, so hard that his joints burst out. Blood was poured out, but it still couldn't resist half of the pain Master endured.

He knew that even if he was there, it wouldn't help, but there was always some comfort in his heart.

He wants to go up the mountain!

"Senior brother, what dinner are you bringing for Master today?" The closed door suddenly opened, and Xu'er who was talking and leaving reappeared.

But the whole room was empty, and there was no sign of Fu Yuan.

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Liu Tinghan returned to his bedroom, and as soon as he sat down, he felt tearing pain from his body.

The day of the full moon is approaching, and that force is becoming more and more active, and now it will come out to torture myself every day.

Liu Tinghan panted heavily, stuffed a pill, and waited for the medicine to take effect.

Under the torment of pain, he couldn't even get angry.

So when he saw that figure, although he was unhappy, he didn't drive him out.

Liu Tinghan endured the pain and sat on the chair, glanced at Fu Yuan, and said coldly, "Didn't you say you can't go up the mountain?"

The pain made it difficult for him to speak, his lips were pale, and his eyes still looked at Fu Yuan as if he could kill someone.

"Master, I want to go up the mountain. I can bear other punishments. The time can be extended to two or three months, as long as the master allows me to go up the mountain." Fu Yuan said stubbornly like a log.

He walked over and poured a cup of tea for Liu Tinghan. The tea was a bit cold. He activated his spiritual power to reheat it, and then handed it to Liu Tinghan.

Master's lips turned white. Although it looked the same as usual, Fu Yuan felt that Master was in pain again.

He lowered his eyes to cover up the pain in his eyes, and served Master wholeheartedly.

The hands covered under the robe were trembling slightly, Liu Tinghan was afraid that if he couldn't bear the pain, he would make a painful sound in the next second.

He waved his hand, and a burst of spiritual force pushed Fu Yuan out.

"Then two months."

Pushing Fu Yuan out, the door closed with a "snap". Liu Tinghan could only hastily set up a sound-proof formation, then fell down on the table in pain, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and knocked over the cup of hot tea.

He was panting heavily, sweating profusely, sticking his hair to his forehead, in a state of embarrassment.

07 Listen to me...

Xu'er found out about Fu Yuan interceding with Liu Tinghan, and she made fun of her brother again.

However, the master became even more reticent, rarely appeared in front of everyone, and stayed in the palace all the time, never going out.

There were days like this before, when the master would lock himself in the bedroom every once in a while without seeing anyone, Xu'er didn't care, and Fu Yuan was even more worried.

It was a rare time to see the master, and the master also had a straight face, as if his whole body was sealed by ice and snow, so that no one dared to approach him.

Liu Tinghan went out because the head summoned him.

Everyone in the conference room is from the same school as them, and everyone knows everything.

"A secret realm is about to be opened. It is a rare opportunity for all the monks. I am going to let some disciples experience it. Now I need someone to escort me." The leader paused, looked at Liu Tinghan, "Han Er'er has the highest cultivation level and is also the strongest, but the full moon is approaching, you should rest in the sect and San'er will stay in the sect for protection."

"As the head of the sect, I cannot leave the sect, and I cannot participate this time either."

Liu Tinghan interrupted: "Brother, the secret realm you're talking about is the secret realm that only opens once in a hundred years?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, their expressions were very dignified, and the atmosphere became heavy.

"The highest cultivation limit in the secret realm is Yuanying. Yuan'er has been in Yuanying for a long time. I will send him to the secret realm this time, and he will naturally complete that task." Liu Tinghan said slowly, "It doesn't matter if my body doesn't matter. I will protect the younger generation, and the third senior brother will go with me, if the senior brother is not at ease, another senior brother will accompany me."

"The full moon is approaching, so you can't act rashly. The secret realm will open on that day. Are you going to endure the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants to escort the junior into the secret realm?" Can't let Liu Tinghan go.

Liu Tinghan chuckled softly: "Even if they are bitten by thousands of ants, the seniors are not my opponents. Only I can go on this trip, right? Either don't let the juniors go to the secret realm, or let me protect everyone."

Veins popped up on the head's forehead, but he knew that Liu Tinghan was determined to go, so he could only find two brothers whose strength was only inferior to Liu Tinghan's to escort him.

Liu Tinghan is the youngest among them, but the most talented. Now no one knows what level he has reached, but they know that what Liu Tinghan said is true.

Even if he is enduring pain, even if he is weak, no one here is his opponent.

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After Liu Tinghan returned, he called Fu Yuan and Xu'er over, and told them about the secret realm.

Fu Yuan had been in the Nascent Soul Stage for a long time, but he hadn't made a breakthrough. Liu Tinghan guessed that this was because he missed an opportunity.

As a woman, Xu'er is also extremely talented, and now she has reached the golden core stage, Liu Tinghan intends to let her experience it.

"Master, what about senior brother?" Xu'er asked.

"He is in a critical period, so don't bother him if he has nothing to do. If he can exit the secret realm before the secret realm opens, he will go forward with you. If he can't exit, it means that he is not destined enough and cannot be forced." Liu Tinghan said.

He glanced at Fu Yuan, Fu Yuan was still being punished, and it was only a few days after the opening of the secret realm, exactly within two months of his punishment.

"Continue to receive the punishment when you come back." Liu Tinghan said slowly.

Fu Yuan froze and said, "Yes!"

Liu Tinghan nodded, looked at Xu'er: "You go out first."

After Xu'er left, only Liu Tinghan and Fu Yuan were left in the room.

"Just listen to me..."

08 Yuan'er won't dislike it

Liu Tinghan often appeared in the sect, and his favorite place to go was the gazebo next to the training ground, where he read books and glanced at the disciples who were training from time to time.

His arrival made the already tense training even more difficult. Fu Yuan trained people even more severely. Under Liu Tinghan's watchful eyes, no one dared to be lazy.

But most of the time, Fu Yuan stayed by Liu Tinghan's side, serving him tea and pastries, and enjoying the shade under an umbrella.

He always keeps an ice basin in his storage ring, and when the ice cubes in the ice basin melt, he replaces them with new ones.

In fact, it is more convenient to draw a summer formation in the gazebo, but this is convenient for those outer disciples who are just getting started. They are afraid of increasing their inertia and don't want to train, so they don't draw the formation.

Naturally, if some of these disciples are strong enough to draw formations by themselves, they will not stop them.

The book Liu Tinghan has been reading is "Guide to Green Tea Cultivation", but everyone else is wondering why Liu Tinghan hasn't made tea after reading the book for so long. Doesn't this book teach people how to make tea? ?

Liu Tinghan read another chapter, closed the book, put it on the table, and summoned Fu Yuan.

"Yuan'er sit here." He patted the seat beside him.

Puzzled, Fu Yuan walked over and sat down.

A slightly cold hand climbed onto his arm, Fu Yuan's body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

Liu Tinghan pretended to be natural and held his arm, took the teacup on the table with the other hand, and handed it to Fu Yuan's lips, leaned closer, and said softly, "Take a sip."

His voice was very soft, with a touch of softness, like a summer breeze, which made one's heart itch.

Following his movements, Liu Tinghan's clothes slipped off again, and the delicate collarbone appeared in front of Fu Yuan again.

Unlike some time ago, Master seems to have lost a lot of weight, and his collarbone is more obvious.

His skin is delicate, his neck is slender, his collarbone and neck are the same color, very white, a little gaudy, but it seems to reveal milk.