Master milk me

Qin Changsu squinted his eyes, a little displeased, and said, "Senior brother... since when did you become interested in this kind of monster?"

Zhang Yanqing didn't say anything, just looked down at Longlong in his arms, Longlong was still hiccupping, watching him hiccuping intently, it was really cute.

Zhang Yanqing seemed to be smiling, the smile was very light, so light that it didn't matter.

Qin Changsu's eyes sparkled, and he was extremely shocked. If he didn't understand his temperament, others would not be able to see such a shallow smile.

Qin Changsu called him a little excitedly, changed his contemptuous words to Longlong just now, leaned over in the wheelchair, and praised: "Senior brother... this monster is really pleasing, it looks like a pink jade, no wonder senior brother Like it so much."

"Yes." Zhang Yanqing agreed without raising her eyes.

"Come on, brother, give me a hug. I want to have a good look at it..." Qin Changsu stretched out his hand, grabbed Longlong's arms, and snatched it from his embrace.

For a moment, Zhang Yanqing's face darkened.

"Ugh..."

Longlong was struggling in his hands, and he didn't know what was going on. Usually, when children hold it, it is very cute.Now it fell into Qin Changsu's hands, but he struggled fiercely, as if he didn't like Qin Changsu very much.

"Master... Zunzun..." It began to call him, and all the disciples called him that. Over time, it also learned this address after hearing it.

"..." A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Yanqing's eyes, staring at the young dragon struggling in the air.

Longlong waved at him and called him eagerly: "Master...Master..."

"Master?" Qin Changsu frowned and asked, "Brother, you...you took this monster as your apprentice?"

Zhang Yanqing was silent for a while, "Yes."

"But..." Qin Changsu looked puzzled and said in confusion, "There has never been a demon disciple in Shushan before. Does Master know?"

"I don't know."

"Then senior brother..."

Zhang Yanqing stretched out his hand to caress the Wuxin Qin, and said calmly: "I picked it up, it is from my Yuanyang Palace."

"Really?" Qin Changsu gradually felt resentment in his heart, and resentfully said: "At the beginning... I just wanted a place in Yuanyang Hall, and I wanted to be with my senior brother, but my senior brother refused. Now... a monster can also be in Yuanyang Hall." Is there a place in the palace?"

The implication is that he can't even compare to a monster.

Zhang Yanqing was silent for a long time, then raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a softer tone, "You and I each have disciples to lead, so don't stay by my side."

"But..." Qin Changsu picked up Longlong with one hand, grabbed Zhang Yanqing's arm again, and said excitedly, "I am willing... Brother, don't you know... Changsu..." I like you.

"That's enough." Zhang Yanqing interrupted him, and suddenly stood up, with an extremely displeased face and a bit of anger between her brows.

Even if Qin Changsu didn't say what happened next, he could still guess it. Apart from embarrassment, there was more anger.

what is this?

Loss of morality, "what kind of system is it?"

"Oh, what a decent person..." Qin Changsu lowered his eyes in disappointment, stopped talking, lowered his head, and said in a low tone: "Changsu knows his mistake, brother, don't get angry with me."

Even though he said so, his hands became heavier and heavier, and his nails were almost embedded in Longlong's flesh.

The harder Longlong struggled to break free, the tighter he grasped, as if wishing to tear him in half.

Seeing this, Zhang Yanqing said: "Let go of it."

Qin Changsu pulled away a shallow and innocent smile, hugged Longlong into his arms forcefully, and said, "I think it's interesting, and I want to play with it, senior brother won't be so stingy, right?"

"Wow!" The young dragon in his arms burst into tears, and then the clear sky sank strangely, and it rained cats and dogs.

Qin Changsu wondered, "Why is it raining?"

As soon as the words fell, the young dragon in his arms suddenly became heavy.

Qin Changsu barely reacted, the young dragon turned into a pitch-black long dragon before his eyes.

His waist was entangled by the thick tail, and the sharp scales easily tore through his clothes. If it was tighter, it could pierce his flesh.

"Aww——" the young dragon opened its bloody mouth wide.

Qin Changsu's pupils contracted rapidly, and just as he was about to release the golden thread to resist, an arm suddenly stretched out, blocking the fatal blow of Longlong biting his neck for him.

The sharp dragon teeth pierced Zhang Yanqing's arm.

He frowned slightly, and with a shock of internal energy, an invisible wave of air was blown away, sending the young dragon flying ten meters away, causing it to fall to the ground and roll back and forth in pain.

His arm was bleeding, staining his white sleeves red. At that moment, it was like a bloody wintersweet blooming in the snow.

Demon rule, decadent beauty.

Drop by drop, it fell on the floor.

"Brother!"

Seeing this, Qin Changsu was furious, raised his hands and shot out ten golden threads hidden in his sleeves, entangled the young dragon's body: "Go to hell!"

The golden thread was tightening, and the sharp thread easily cut through Longlong's flesh, and it was gradually tightening.As long as he uses some force, its body will be cut into neat pieces by these threads.

At the very moment, with a sound of "Zheng", Chengguang came out of the sheath, and the sharp sword cut the iron like mud.

Zhang Yanqing just waved lightly, and all the golden threads wrapped around Qin Changsu's ten fingers were broken, and a section of the golden thread was scattered on the ground lifelessly like a puppet dying.

Longlong whimpered and fled towards the sky.

Qin Changsu's fingertips turned white and trembled violently. He looked at Zhang Yanqing in disbelief: "Brother... what are you... doing?"

"It was raised by me, and if you want to kill it, I will kill it." Zhang Yanqing put Chengguang back into the scabbard, glanced at him, there was a trace of complexity in his eyes, and whispered: "In a few days, I will let Junior Brother Om practice again. Here is the gold thread for you."

"Rebuild? That's naturally different..." Qin Changsu lowered his hand aggrieved, picked up the gold thread on the ground, and slowly wrapped it around his wrist.

His face was pale, deep and melancholy, as if what Zhang Yanqing cut off with his sword just now was not the golden thread, but his body: "This pair of golden threads...is given to me by senior brother...different...different... "

"..." Zhang Yanqing was speechless.

"Forget it, if it's broken, it's broken." Qin Changsu sighed, shook his wheelchair, turned a corner, and said, "Brother, don't worry about me, I'm fine... go find that monster... Lest it cause any trouble..."

After saying that, he forced a smile, and rocked the wheelchair onto the bamboo bridge.

Looking at the back of him leaving alone, Zhang Yanqing felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, Qin Changsu was also doing it for his own good.

If it weren't for the big mistake he made in a single thought.As a result, the bones in Qin Changsu's legs were shattered into foam, and he could never recover, so he would not have lived such a sad life.

He owes it to him.

Difficult to pay off.

Qin Changsu disappeared while shaking his wheelchair.

Zhang Yanqing sighed slightly, put away the Wuxin Qin, and followed the bloodstains on the road to find it.

Little did they know, the jade-faced fox behind him had already put away the sad expression on his face, with a half-smile, holding a golden fan in his hand and shaking it lightly.

That look seemed to see through everything, to the point of seeing through too much, a little contemptuous and conceited.

For Zhang Yanqing, he has the chance to win.

"Wuxin?" Qin Changsu shook his fan and smiled, with a gentle smile, as humble as a jade: "So what? Brother... You always... have to look at me with your eyes."

Inside Yuanyang Hall, Zhang Yanqing's little paper figurine flew in the air like a little butterfly, passed through the bamboo forest all the way, bypassed the path, smelled the bloody smell of the dragon, and came to a small hillside.

There was a small hole on the hillside, the hole was like a snake hole, the surrounding soil was sleepy, and new soil was dug out, it seemed that something had just made the hole.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Yanqing felt a little helpless when he heard the hiccups coming from the cave, and called out, "Long'er, come out."

"..." There was a sudden reaction in the cave, and then a hairy head came out of the cave with a "boo".

Longlong hiccupped, turned the faucet quickly, and shook off the dirt on his head.

It moved its body, as if it wanted to crawl out, but because it ate too much, its round body got stuck in the middle, and it was in a dilemma.

"Wow..." Long Long looked at Zhang Yanqing, his eyes were extremely wronged, as if Zhang Yanqing had stuffed him in.

"..." The two looked at each other.

Zhang Yanqing was expressionless.

But a certain dragon became more and more aggrieved, his blood-red eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the corners of his eyes were glistening with tears, wanting to fall.

Once it has a sign of crying, the sky will be filled with thunder.Zhang Yanqing had a headache, thinking, what should I do if I teach it in the future?hit it?Will it flood Shushan when it cries?

Zhang Yanqing glanced at the sky, sighed, grabbed its horn, and pulled it out forcefully, pulling it out of the mud hole like a carrot.

Longlong turned into a human form and was held in Zhang Yanqing's hand. He shook his head and tail, and did not forget to call him flatteringly: "Master..."

"..." Zhang Yanqing didn't respond, and carried it back, like carrying a naughty child who was caught.

The wound on his right arm was deep, and blood was still dripping from his fingertips. Along the way, where the blood was sprinkled, there were flowers everywhere, full of vitality, a strange scene.

Because of the special physique of his body, after he was injured, the wound could always heal very quickly, and he didn't need to use spiritual power to repair it.

Regarding this, Zhang Yanqing herself did not take it seriously, she still had that indifferent expression, as if she had been used to everything for a long time.

On the contrary, Longlong was much more serious.

A few days later, the wound cut by the gold thread is still difficult to heal for a long time, with sweet and greasy blood oozing, even the wound cut by Tai Shuyu on the wrist before is still there.

Not only was it difficult to heal, but the flesh at the incision was rotten, and the arms and palms were so red and swollen that they were so big that it was shocking to look at it at first glance.

After several days of herbal medicine, the swelling subsided.

In the school room:

The recitation sounded loud and clear, undulating.

"The Taoist...you can't leave it for a moment...you can leave it, it's not the Tao..."

The disciples sat upright, neat and orderly, and all of them stared intently at Zhang Yanqing who was sitting in front of him preaching and enlightening.

In the classroom corridor:

Longlong sat cross-legged on the ground, licking his wound, and visiting the study room. All the herbs Zhang Yanqing gave him were licked away in a short while.

In the middle of the class, Shen Donglan's thoughts were jumping, she supported her head, swayed, sleepy, her eyes were open, and she looked at Fu Xiaosi who was listening seriously to the class from time to time.

He really couldn't figure it out. His teacher's lectures were boring, monotonous, and rigid, so there was nothing worthy of his serious listening.

Thinking about it, he poked Fu Xiaosi with the pen, and while Zhang Yanqing was flipping through the book, he leaned towards him crookedly, leaned into his ear, and called softly, "Senior brother...what shall we eat later?"

His neck was itchy from the hot air, Fu Xiaosi shrank his neck, pushed his head away, and said angrily, "Sit down quickly."

"Ah..." Shen Donglan resentfully withdrew her hand and straightened her body. Before she had been quiet for a while, she felt tired again, and her eyes drifted to the corridor.

In the corridor, Longlong was chasing a butterfly excitedly. While running back and forth, he was babbling like Zhang Yanqing: "The way of Tao... is very Tao..."

The voice is milky, and there is a bit of a mustache.

"I'll go...Xiaosi..." Shen Donglan poked Fu Xiaosi again, pointed to the corridor with startled eyes: "Look...that little monster is imitating Master..."

Fu Xiaosi also looked over curiously, and was also very surprised: "Huh? It's really strange, it turns out that monsters can also learn how to speak..."

"Did you forget?" Shen Donglan chuckled, "It will learn how to swear from me."

"You still said..." Fu Xiaosi glared at him: "Teach him as much as you can, and you will be finished if the master finds out."

Fu Xiaosi has always been a crow's mouth.

Think what comes.

"Donglan." Just as the words finished, a deep voice suddenly sounded from above.

The sound was like a thunder that was caught off guard, and the two teenagers were so frightened that their bodies trembled, and the table was almost overturned.

Shen Donglan straightened her body and stood up, sweating profusely from nervousness: "Master... Master!"

Zhang Yanqing looked down at him and said, "You come and answer, what are the twelve treasures of Shushan?"

"Er... the magic pestle... the demon mirror..." Shen Donglan couldn't remember after saying a few words, and immediately smacked her forehead, lowered her head, and cast her eyes for help to Fu Xiaosi.

Fu Xiaosi hurriedly avoided his sight, acting as if it had nothing to do with him, it seemed that he had given up on him to die.

"And... and..." Shen Donglan swallowed, hesitated for a long time and didn't say anything, just when she was a little at a loss, a childish voice suddenly burst out from outside: "Oh... mother yeah……"

"..." There was a sudden silence in the classroom.

Longlong got up from the door, and looked at Shen Donglan with a smile.

Shen Donglan felt something was wrong, her face was swollen as uncomfortable as eating chili peppers, and she thought: Damn...don't talk nonsense!Hurry up, grandpa!

It crawled over, grabbed the corner of Zhang Yanqing's clothes, and shook it: "Eat, eat! Master!"

Zhang Yanqing twitched slightly, frowned deeply, looked at the babbling Longlong, and said in a low voice, "Get out."

The latter was stunned by the drink, fell silent for a moment, groaned, stomped his little foot, and drank back: "Damn it!"

"..."