Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

"Mingjue, business matters."

Jiang Xuanling couldn't help but reminded him again.

God knows what the little apprentice can blow out again.

If the sky is falling, it's Li Mingjue's fault.

As a result, Li Mingjue had no choice but to give up as soon as he saw it. He glanced coldly at the brat who was sitting on the ground, sobbing and crying, and thought to himself, no matter what he said, he was also an indomitable man, so how could he be as knowledgeable as a child.

Then he squatted down again and forcibly checked the boy's leg injury, only to find out that it was just a sprain, nothing serious.

Crying like a bear is really useless.Thinking of when he was beaten by the master before, he was not half dead, and he didn't cry like this.

The boy choked with sobs and said, "Is my leg broken? It hurts like hell, can the bones still be connected? Will I be disabled?"

"It can't be connected. You have a comminuted fracture. Do you know what a comminuted fracture means? It means that the bones are broken into pieces, and you can't even put them together!" Li Mingjue said deliberately to scare him.

"Wow! Dad! I'm crippled, I'm crippled! Woohoo, I might as well die, it's useless to stay in this world!"

The young man is now like a frightened bird. Anyway, he believes whatever Li Mingjue says. He really thinks that his legs are broken into slag just like what Li Mingjue said, and he falls to the ground crying like ashes.

"Don't cry, it's really ugly to cry." Jiang Xuanling couldn't see a man crying like this, his brows were already deeply frowned, and he turned to Li Mingjue and said, "How do you want to deal with him?"

Li Mingjue quickly tore off the young man's robe, tore it into strips, quickly bandaged him, got up and patted his sleeves, and got serious: "Take it and go, look at his clothes. If you look hopeless and get injured again, if you encounter some evil spirit and rape him, wouldn't it be our fault?"

"You...don't you want...that me?" The young man raised his head in disbelief and asked.

"You think beautifully, don't pee and look in the mirror, what kind of bear do you look like, who would like you? You are lucky, you met the two of us, if you meet someone else, hmph! Maybe I will let you go Already!"

Li Mingjue snorted coldly, thinking about his leg injury, why not let this young man crawl, how unseemly and immoral he is.Someone must be carrying him behind his back, so he turned his gaze to the puppet.

Jiang Xuanling understood what he meant in an instant, quickly formed seals with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Kneel!"

Seeing that the puppet obeyed immediately, with a bang, it knelt down on one knee, making a low-browed and pleasing appearance.

Li Mingjue had to sigh with emotion that the master was really more reliable than his own father, and with the help of the puppet, it saved a lot of trouble.

"By the way, what's your name? I can't just call you son, can I?"

The young man faltered and refused to speak out.

Li Mingjue spread his hands: "If you don't say it, then I can just yell it casually. As for me, I don't have much ink in my stomach, and my name is very random. Otherwise, it would be Ergou, Tiedan, Saozhu, Ma Shrimp, Gouzi..."

"My name is Ziyu! Don't be blind!" The young man blushed and raised his voice, "But I can't tell you what my last name is, otherwise... otherwise..."

"Are you afraid of losing your family?" Li Mingjue hit the nail on the head, exposed the young man's tricks, and waved his hands boldly: "If you don't say it, don't say it. Didn't you call me Daddy just now? Then I have the same last name as me." ... My surname is... Jiang, Jiang of Dajiang Dahe!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xuanling immediately glanced at Li Mingjue, knowing the little trick, and shook his head helplessly.

The puppet lifted Ziyu from the ground like pinching a chick, and threw it back, his movements were clean and smooth.

Ziyu groaned in pain, teardrops danced wildly, and shouted: "This strange thing! Why is the back so hard? It's killing me! I don't want him to carry it, I don't want him to carry it to death! Let me down quickly!" "

"If you don't want him to carry it, then you can only come down and crawl by yourself." Li Mingjue squinted at him, "Which family are you from? The young lady is not as delicate as you! Of course you are tough. He is a puppet, I don’t know how many years he has been dead, if he is not hard, he will live in the sky! A man has to have hard bones, do you understand?”

"Hmph! Refining such a ghost thing, it can be seen that you are not a good person... Well, I was wrong, why don't I just shut up?"

Li Mingjue just showed his long sword, and Ziyu immediately covered his mouth knowingly, like a frightened rabbit, lying on the puppet's back, trembling.

However, Li Mingjue didn't like to hear even a single word that came out of a small mouth.

Li Mingjue couldn't help but began to reflect on himself, no wonder the master wanted to slap his mouth severely when he was mean in the past.

Sometimes I would pinch his chin angrily and stir in his mouth vigorously, making his lips and tongue numb.

Now he can't wait to sew up Ziyu's mouth with a needle.

Of course, introspection will definitely not produce anything, and it is impossible to introspect carefully in this life.

Li Mingjue even pretended that his legs were weak, and when the puppet walked away with Ziyu on his back, he threw himself on Jiang Xuanling, demanding that his master carry him on his back.

Unmoved, Jiang Xuanling shook his head and said, "I won't recite, but if I recite you, you're dishonest."

"I'm honest, I must be honest! If I'm not honest, the master will rot my disciple's little chrysanthemum!"

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

When I heard it suddenly, it seemed to be nothing, just flowers and plants, and the mountains and fields.

After thinking about it carefully, Jun's face immediately turned red.

The more I feel that I can't recite Li Mingjue, if I recite him today, something unspeakable may happen.

"No. You go by yourself."

Jiang Xuanling was so cold-blooded that it was outrageous that he left his pitiful and helpless little wife in his arms, and strode forward by himself.

"Master!"

Li Mingjue called him from behind.

Jiang Xuanling ignored him and continued walking forward.

"Master, Master, Master!"

Li Mingjue continued to shout, but Jiang Xuanling still ignored him and didn't look back.

Hearing "Ouch" from behind, Jiang Xuanling stopped.

"Ouch, ouch! Stomach hurts, ouch, it hurts like hell!"

Li Mingjue threw himself on the ground lightly, rolled on the ground with his stomach in his arms, and screamed while rolling.

"It hurts, it hurts to death! Woohoo, it hurts so much! I can't walk anymore! I can't walk, I can't walk! I have to carry it, I have to carry it, I have to carry it, if I don't carry it, I won't get up!"

Jiang Xuanling turned his head to look, and saw Li Mingjue crawling forward like a maggot on the ground, muttering about his stomach ache.

"Do you really have a stomachache? Are you sure?"

"I...maybe, probably, there is a little bit, mainly, mainly because I want Master to recite it."

Li Mingjue was a little guilty, suddenly remembered that the master's temper is not very good, he is so noisy with the master, and even stalks the master to play a rogue, if the master gets angry and can't be coaxed back, what should we do?

Hurry up, a carp is about to stand up.But he overestimated his current state, with a swollen belly, he was not allowed to stand up.

Also almost fell a dog chewing mud.

Li Mingjue was full of grievances, and wrung his ten fingers and said: "The big deal is that I don't want the master to recite it. I don't have any evil intentions, but I just want to act like a baby with the master... I have no parents since I was young, and I don't have any. People dote on me, and it's hard to meet someone who likes me, I just want, want..."

The voice became lower and lower, and at the end, Li Mingjue felt that he was being hypocritical.

Just about to turn over and stand up, he straightened his back and, as usual, scolded Jiang Xuanling for failing.

The next moment, Master bent down and hugged him horizontally.

Jiang Xuanling said: "You can hug if you want, but you are not allowed to deceive me with the pain in your stomach, in case I don't like you one day, and you really have a stomachache..."

"But... if the disciple doesn't talk about the stomachache, the master will not talk to the disciple at all." Li Mingjue said with an aggrieved face: "I only have to talk about the child, and the master will obey everything."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

How can he be obedient to his little apprentice?

Previously in the wilderness, the little apprentice insisted that it was not exciting enough, and wanted to stand on his head and let him, the master, bully him.

He also said that in this way he would become a little carrot, and was buried in the soil by the master.

Can you agree to such a thing?

She also said that while she was pregnant with the cub, she wanted to improve her family's status, and asked Jiang Xuanling to be her apprentice, Li Mingjue turned herself into a master, and vice versa.

Not only that, Li Mingjue also said confidently: "Jiang Xuanling, I call you a dog, do you dare to agree?"

Can this obey the apprentice?

If Jiang Xuanling hadn't been sympathetic to Li Mingjue's pregnancy, he would have asked the little apprentice to pose like a dog and bark like a dog with tears running down his cheeks.

This is nothing, Li Mingjue also considered that he might be pregnant with a daughter, and said that he was afraid that he would not comb his daughter's hair in the future, so he had to try it on Jiang Xuanling's head.

Not to mention braids all over his head, even that kind of place is not spared, he has to braid his whole body.

Still muttering in his mouth, he made up a ditty.

Jiang Xuanling still remembers it till now.

"Everyone has feathers on their body. Let's count them. The ones that grow on the head are called head hairs, the ones that grow on chickens are called chicken feathers, and the ones that grow on the farts..."

Dozens of unspeakable words are omitted here.

Jiang Xuanling couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, regretting that he made a wrong decision at the beginning, why did he remember that he let the little apprentice get pregnant.

It's good now, you can't hit, you can't scold, you can't scold.

He was more clingy than before, sniffing his nose every now and then, and when Li Mingjue cried, it seemed like everyone was bullying him.

"Master is good or bad, he will bully me."

Li Mingjue snorted a few times, and grabbed the two clusters of red spots on Jiang Xuanling's chest through his clothes, "I've said it all, I'll be honest, but Master doesn't believe it, hmph, it seems that there is really a little trust between me and Brother Xuanling nothing."

Jiang Xuanling took a deep breath, it was hard to tell.

If the other disciples knew that one day, he would be controlled by others and would be teased and teased by Li Mingjue in every possible way. I don't know how he would feel.