The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

What is this operation?

Yue Luo heard the words and was silent for two seconds, "Smart enough, bug?"

The villain system: "Well..."

Yue Luo: Well, as long as it doesn't affect his mission.

Without thinking too much, Yue Luo fell asleep.

However, Shen Ruowu, who was lying on his side outside, slowly opened his eyes. Unlike the cute and cute sleeping one, there was a scarlet gleam in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

After that, Yue Luo didn't let Shen Ruowu leave, but let him continue to sleep outside his bedroom.

What's more, he specially ordered someone to tailor uniform clothes for Wan Yunfeng's formal disciples that fit him well.

This is equivalent to telling everyone in a disguised form that Shen Ruowu is no longer that little registered disciple, but a formal disciple recognized and valued by the head master himself.

For a moment, Wan Yunfeng did not dare to underestimate this child.

But Shen Ruowu, who was almost everyone's attention, didn't have any positive emotions, because he knew very well that the inside story was not as the outside rumors said.

In fact, the master is not very close to him, and it is even no different from treating others.

And that Yan Shu was the one who would come to ask the master for advice every night, and the master happily agreed.

There was no one else in the room, and there was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms. Shen Ruowu stood in the corner in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the big ugly red scar on the face of the person in the mirror, and lowered his eyes.

It's night.

After taking a bath, Yue Luo simply tied his long black hair with a gray drawstring, and walked into the bedroom wearing a slightly loose snow-colored bathrobe with a slight mist all over his body.

Shen Ruowu was sitting outside, and when he heard the sound, he raised his head, and Yue Luo met his gaze.

Shen Ruowu's voice was very low: "Master..."

Yue Luo looked at him: "Huh?"

This is the first official conversation between the two.

Shen Ruowu pursed her pale lips nervously: "Why are you so kind to me?"

Yue Luo was startled when he heard this.

The main reason is naturally that the other party is the protagonist, which is an important factor for the success of his mission.

If Shen Ruowu turned black because of the torture, then he would definitely become cannon fodder.

But to be honest, it definitely won't work.

So Yue Luo pondered for a moment and said: "Your name is Shen Ruowu, isn't it? It's a good name. You were tortured like that and didn't make a sound. You are a malleable talent."

Shen Ruowu was stunned when he heard that, with a dazed expression, against the big black and white eyes, on his small face, he looked especially soft.

The master actually knew his name, and said he was...

Shen Ruowu was stunned to see the person in front of him smiling slightly, and at this moment the master's indifferent and pretty face was particularly captivating because of this faint smile.

I also heard the master say: "If you can devote yourself to practice, I believe you will have extraordinary achievements in the future, but your mind must be correct, and you must not go into crooked ways."

Shen Ruowu's dark eyes opened even wider, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Since he was a child, what he heard the most were insults, ridicule, ridicule and contempt for granted, where did he hear such affirmation.

What's more, it's still from the mouth of such a high-ranking master, speaking in such a calm and calm tone.

Shen Ruowu seemed to feel that his already cold blood was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't help but clenched his fingers tightly under his sleeves.

The little Shen Ruowu raised his head and said seriously: "Okay, I understand, Master."

Then, he saw Master stretch out his hand, and lightly touched his head with delicate and slender fingertips.

The cool voice of Ruoxue is clearly not close, but it seems to be in the ear: "Well, good boy."

Shen Ruowu was so surprised that he didn't blink his eyes, but his lips trembled suddenly.

My heart is like a small flower growing, the color is bright, and it writes warmth and joy.

But he suddenly thought of the ugly scar on his face, and his pupils darkened quietly again.

Yue Luo didn't care.

Soon, it was the day after tomorrow—the time for Yue Luo to choose his closed disciple in Wanyun Peak.