Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 288 Are You Worthy of Your Master?

What is Lou Qinghan not?
Yan Ning thought hard for a long time but couldn't think of a possible next step, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

The sky in the Demon Realm has always been gloomy. Even if the sky is blue and the sun is bright, it is rare to see the bright sunlight in the Immortal Cultivation Region.

Yan Ning called Feng Su to her front.

"Nephew, please sit down."

Counting his age, his nephew is already an adult.

Even though he is weak now, she really can't treat him as a five-year-old child.

Only when Feng Su faced Yu Yan would she unconsciously reveal her soft belly.

Called by Yan Ning, the boy's face was serious.

Yan Ning's eyes flicked across the scars on Feng Su's face.

Yanyan once told her that when her nephew was born, she would help him heal his scars.

It seemed that things were beyond her expectations.

"Nephew, what I said yesterday was not a joke. You really need to practice a magic technique to be able to completely conceive a baby."

Feng Su listened carefully, and when the other party talked about the exercises, his eyes moved.

Yan Ning keenly caught it, she smiled,

"I believe my nephew is a smart person. He just asked you to practice with me, and you didn't worship me as a teacher. Why are you so against it?"

"Or, the nephew just wants to always be like a three-year-old baby, relying on your master?"

Yan Ning narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I didn't." Feng Su clenched his fist unconsciously.

He didn't look like a three-year-old milk baby, what nonsense she was talking about!
Who knows, he immediately retorted, like a big cat whose tail was stepped on.

Yan Ning's eyes darkened a little.

The nephew is still too young to know how to hide his emotions.

Yu Yan's thinking was actually right, Feng Su's originally mature and introverted disposition was somewhat affected by this body.

"Master Yan asked me to come here just to say these things?"

Feng Su knew that his emotions were out of control, so he suppressed his emotions and asked in a low voice.

Yan Ning nodded, "That's right."

"That's nothing to talk about. I'm Master's apprentice, and I won't practice with you."

"Do you think your current cultivation is worthy of your master?"

Seeing Feng Su standing up and going out of the hall, Yan Ning leaned back unhurriedly, and she leaned back on the chair.

The woman's words seemed to be mixed with sharp thorns, aiming at Feng Su's heart.

Feng Su turned her head, her phoenix eyes were full of turbulent waves.

Tsk, it's too easy to be stimulated.

Unqualified.

There seemed to be a line in Yan Ning's heart, and she watched Feng Su's rating in her heart get farther and farther away from that line.

She was somewhat disappointed.

Yan Ning grew up in the Demon Realm since she was a child, and she has seen more complicated human relationships than a proud girl like Yu Yan who grew up under the sect.

Yesterday she only guessed slightly that Feng Su might have feelings for Yan Yan that transcended being a teacher and an apprentice.

After all, it's strange that such a stunningly talented and beautiful woman raised him up since he was a child, so he can remain indifferent.

Cough, Yan Ning admits that she doesn't have any definite evidence.

And the reason for this idea is somewhat influenced by the Hehuan Sect on the mountain next door.

It was just a little trial today, but I didn't expect that someone would not ask for it.

Yan Ning crossed her legs and rested her right hand on her knee.

Her gaze fell on Feng Su faintly, as if she could see through everything.

Feng Su's back was stiff, the two confronted each other for a long time, and he was finally defeated.

"Master, can you...don't tell Master."

His tone was mixed with a little depression.

How could he not know what Yan Ning said.

He didn't even think about revealing those thoughts now.

(End of this chapter)