Beautiful teacher, don't run away

Ten days is enough for Gu Mo and An Chen, who are extremely gifted and talented, to reach a certain level of cultivation.

They have learned to walk while others are still climbing.

The other disciples have just entered the qi training period during the short period of entry, and of them, one is already at the eighth level of qi training, and the other is at the fifth level of qi training.

It can be said that the cultivation base of the two is advancing rapidly, and it will not be long before they can reach a height that ordinary people cannot reach.

Luo Wen stood aside, looking at the two sitting with their eyes closed and meditating, feeling a little worried.

Luo Wen thought in his heart: These two guys are too perverted. Their cultivation base is improving so fast. In less than two years, I won't be able to beat them. How to suppress them by then is really a headache. The problem.

Luo Wen left the training room, and counted the days with his fingers, "Tomorrow is the day to go to the secret realm, and I don't know if I can come back alive this time."

Luo Wen let out a long sigh, put his hands behind his back, and stared into the distance in a daze.

An Chen's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Master, drink tea."

An Chen walked to Luo Wen with a pot of freshly brewed hot tea, looked up at Luo Wen, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Luo Wen then turned his face sideways, picked up the tea in the tray, took a sip, and said:

"Ah Chen, tomorrow is the day to go to the secret realm, are you ready?"

"Return to Master, the disciple is ready."

"Well, let's rest earlier and get better!"

As night falls, the stars in the sky are shining, and the stars are dotted, illuminating the deep night sky.

"I'm not sleepy, I want to stay with Master for a while longer."

Luo Wen took a look at An Chen, and always felt that he was looking at him wrongly. If he hadn't read a book about a stallion, he would really have thought that the protagonist was raised by him.

At this time, Gu Mo appeared from the door. He folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, looking at An Chen with a cold face.

"You are not sleepy, Master needs to rest, how about not pestering Master so shamelessly?"

Luo Wen and An Chen turned their heads to look at Gu Mo at the same time, and Gu Mo immediately stepped in and walked in front of Luo Wen, blocking An Chen's sight.

An Chen's eyes darkened suddenly, this guy is always against me, especially when I'm by Master's side.

Luo Wen looked at Gu Mo and said, "What's the matter?"

Gu Mo bowed, his face lost the previous indifference, and there was a little more tenderness on his face. He raised his eyes to meet Luo Wen's beautiful eyes.

"Master, I want to ask Master how we will go to the secret realm tomorrow."

Luo Wen forgot about this, and immediately took out two long swords and handed them to An Chen and Gu Mo, saying:

"Let's fly Yujian, you two should get familiar with Feijian first."

Luowen's forgetfulness is really great, and he forgot the most important things.

Fei Jian had prepared it the day before, and wanted to find a time to hand it over to the two of them, but he forgot all about it.

Luowen waved his sleeves and said, "Let's start now, I'm here to guide you two."

Immediately Luowen took the two of them to an open space in the back mountain.

Luowen condensed spiritual energy in his hands, flicked two fingers, and the spiritual power flew high into the sky, like a lotus flower blooming, shining radiantly, illuminating the night sky.

Gu Mo held the long sword in his hand and injected spiritual power into the long sword. The long sword seemed to be alive in an instant, and it automatically suspended in mid-air.

Gu Mo bowed and jumped, flew up, and his feet landed on the flying sword.

Because of the memory of the previous life, this kind of manipulation of the flying sword couldn't be easier.

Seeing how excellent Gu Mo is, Luo Wen nodded in satisfaction, then looked at An Chen, and said, "Come here!"

An Chen looked at the sword in his hand, feeling a little distressed, he also poured spiritual power into the long sword, and the long sword flew up, he jumped up lightly with his toes, stepping on the flying sword.

An Chen tried to control Feijian, but Feijian seemed to be against him, pointing eastward and westward.

The flying sword was like a runaway wild horse, and it rushed straight to the sky. An Chen's body was unstable, his feet slipped, and he fell off the sword.

"Master, help me! Beep!!"

Luo Wen heard An Chen's cry, saw An Chen fall from a high altitude, and then tiptoed, his figure was as light as a flying butterfly, he flew into the air, and reached out to catch An Chen.Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and her sleeves fluttered, as if a banished fairy had descended into the world, her beauty was like an illusion.

An Chen originally thought that he would be paralyzed from the fall, but found himself falling into a warm embrace, with the pleasant scent of osmanthus coming from the tip of his nose.He opened his eyes, and a beautiful almost illusory face came into view, making An Chen almost forget to breathe.

There is only one thought in An Chen's mind, Master, it's really beautiful, especially the thin pale pink lips, I don't know what it smells like.

Luo Wen hugged An Chen gently to the ground, and then said: "Go down..."

An Chen was pulled back to his thoughts, and he let out an ah.

Then he realized that his hands were still tightly around Luo Wen's waist.

Master's waist is really soft and slender, like a woman's.

Seeing An Chen staring at him, Luo Wen was still in a daze. Could it be that the child was frightened out of his wits?

"Ah Chen, you're safe, go down."

An Chen reluctantly withdrew his hand, and walked out of Luo Wen's embrace.

"Master, this disciple is incompetent, his aptitude is too low, and he can't even control the flying sword."

An Chen's expression is like that of a wronged child, which makes people feel distressed. Coupled with that exquisite face, it is really deceptive.

"It's okay, it will inevitably happen the first time, come again."

After Luo Wen said this sentence, he immediately regretted it.

Because An Chen tried and failed repeatedly, failed repeatedly.

From time to time, Luo Wen had to fly into the air to pick up people.

Luo Wen saw that the child's expression was unusually excited and happy, as if he was happy to fail.

An Chen put his arms around Luowen's waist, and the soft touch in his hands made him reluctant to part.

"Master, this disciple is really incompetent..."

An Chen lowered his eyes, with a pitiful expression on his face.

Luo Wen rubbed his brows and said: "Okay, don't try anymore, if you try again, you won't be exhausted as a teacher, go to rest earlier!"

"But, tomorrow..."

"As a teacher, I will take you to control the sword."

An Chen showed a joyful expression, and said, "Thank you, Master..."

Luo Wen thought that the child would be sad, but in the end he seemed very happy, extremely excited...

Gu Mo on the side saw it, and snorted coldly, "I've never seen such a brazen person."