Ten God Emperor

"he?"

Lin Miaozhen had a beautiful eye, and looked incredibly at the front of him. The guy who was entangled in a white cloth was full of doubts and surprises.

"Why?"

Light dust turned his hand and smiled lightly: "Know that I have vowed to stop accepting students. If you can do it, I can break it for you. If not, please come back."

"but..."

Lin Miaoqi bites her red lips, and some of them have made it difficult. This person still doesn't know whether it is dead or alive. After she brought it back, she should hide it, and how to take care of it, but it is a big trouble.

Besides, how can she say that she is also a big girl, secretly taking care of a man who is covered in injury, and if something is misunderstood, then it will not be able to wash into the Yellow River.

"what can we do about it?"

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Miaozhen finally made up his mind and nodded. "Good, but..."

She smacked the person who was covered with white cloth in front of her, and smiled and said: "I can say it beforehand. This person does not know whether it is dead or alive. I can take good care of him for a while, in case he screams, It doesn't matter to me."

Ming Chen knows that this girl's mouth is hard and soft, although it seems that some of the mistakes on the week are not reliable, but the temperament is straightforward, treat people sincerely, and give their future students to her care, the dust is very reassuring, and the words are smiling: " No problem, but there is one more thing you have to do for me. The identity and origin of this person is extremely mysterious. I brought him into the Qingyun Academy. Some of the irregularities, so you must help me keep this secret, if anyone asks You just lie and lie in the past, remember not to say that I brought the mountain."

"what?"

This is even more difficult for Lin Miaozhen. If she let others know that she secretly brought a strange man up the mountain, the relationship is even more unclear.

Looking at her embarrassed look, the dust was just a faint smile, his hands behind him, slowly walked into the house, leaving a voice floating into the ear of Lin Miaozhen.

“It’s not that easy to be a student, but it’s hard to get back now.”

Lin Miaozhen was the most unsuccessful in the law. When he heard it, he was not happy. He vowed to say: "Master, you can rest assured that this little thing can't help me. It's not just taking care of a person. I agree."

After she finished, she directly put the cloth bag on her shoulder and smiled and said: "If I take this guy's injury well, you can't go back."

The dust reveals a fox-like treacherous smile, and waved at her: "The old man said a word, let me go."

Lin Miaozhen nodded hard and took a ponytail, and then happily squatted on the cloth and quickly went down the mountain.

The dust turned around and watched the two drift away, the smile on the old face, the gaze with a slight touch: "Sister... you said they are not like us?"

His thoughts continued to fly with the white clouds lingering in front of him, so if he returned to the boyhood.

......

Lin Miaozhen is the granddaughter of the three elders Lin Biao. She has been treated as a baby since she was a child. She has not done any housework, let alone caring for people.

However, in order to become a student of the Master of the Dust, this time she was forced to go out. In order not to let people discover this cloth bag, Lin Miaozhen bite his teeth and directly sneak him into the single dormitory where he lives, carefully placed there. A pink, fragrant ivory bed, then clapped his hands, panting and looking at the half-dead guy in front of him, full of hatred.

"You guys are half dead and can't help me."

Lin Miaoqi gasped with a big breath and waited until the ups and downs of his chest gradually subsided, and then he decided to calm down and began to carefully look up the cloth bag in front of him.

"It’s really lucky to say that your kid is burned like this. It’s hard to be saved by my master.”

Unknowingly, Lin Miaozhen has changed her name to Ming Chen as a master. In her heart, the apprentice who became a dusty dust is almost ten.

She reached out and tore off a piece of white cloth on the face of the cloth bag, and found that the gauze was covered with green and scented powder, and inside it was a piece of blackened flesh and blood, which looked terrible.

Just looking at it, Lin Miaozhen was so scared that he quickly covered it and covered his eyes. His face was pale and said: "This is too bad. I don't know who and you have such a deep hatred and burn you like this. It seems that all the veins have been blown, even if the injury is restored, I am afraid that the strength is difficult to recover."

Lin Miaoqi shook his head and said: "I don't know what I think. I have to accept you as an apprentice. He is not like a bodhisattva."

Opening the window in the room, a burst of refreshing mountain wind blew in, gently swaying the red bangs on the forehead of Lin Miaozheng, she sat on the bamboo chair next to it, the jade hand holding the toon, licking the rosy Xiaozuo said: "I didn't expect to bring a man back for the first time. It was still a crippled ugly monster. I was told that I was afraid to laugh at me..."

Even if the heart is full of dissatisfaction, she just complained that within the next half-month, Lin Miaozhen sneaked back to the nourishing medicinal diet every day, stewed the millet porridge, brought it back to the dormitory, and fed the cloth bag. People eat.

Unconsciously, the time is like a flowing water. Under the careful care of Lin Miaozhen, the cloth bag seems to have gradually improved, and the consciousness has slowly recovered. You can even move your body on the bed and do some simple actions.

Sometimes Lin Miaozhen is too bored and will talk to this cloth bag, but this person seems to have experienced a lot of blows. Although the flesh is slowly healed in the passage of time, the heart is extremely closed and more love for himself. Answer it.

Until the time of three months passed, the dust reminded that the gauze could be dismantled, and Lin Miaozhen first saw this man who had been with her for so long, what it looked like.

The long and straight body, the clean and clean side face, if you don't look at the other half of the face, this person can be regarded as a first-class beauty man.

But the other half of the face has been burnt to the shape of a non-adult, a good-looking man with a good end, the face seems to add a bit of awkward color, plus his temperament, not ridiculous, it makes people feel inaccessible.

"Hey, I am your savior, don't put a stinky face against me all day."

In the early morning of this morning, Lin Miaozhen put a pot of millet porridge in front of his bed, and gently threw the spoon and sighed.

The man just looked at the window quietly, and his body did not move.

"What is your name, I don't know it yet? After I entered the Master of the Dust, I was your sister. I don't know how your name is?"

Lin Miaozhen stepped forward and stood in front of him. She was quite chest-high and full of smugness.

Under the twisted bright red scar, a pair of dark scorpions moved, and he turned his head and said: "Cloud break..."