Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 159 The Genius Who Was Dig Out of His Spiritual Roots (13)

Lou Zhuang nodded to the elder, leaned over and picked up Wei Ziyu, who was in a small group, and left the classroom.

Back at Nanxi Peak, Lou Zhuang put her on the futon and said calmly, "What did I tell you?"

Wei Ziyu blinked, not knowing why.

Lou Zhuang flicked his forehead with her fingers, and said angrily: "When something happens, it's over. Why are you standing there and letting others bully you?"

This kid is her apprentice after all, so being bullied like this, she will lose face when she goes out.

Wei Ziyu's eyes fell on Lou Zhuang's angry face, and he smiled sweetly, there seemed to be stars in his amber eyes.

He explained in a slow and soft voice: "But he is my direct brother."

Lou Zhuang nodded at him with hatred, as a child of luck, he was too soft-hearted: "He doesn't regard you as a younger brother."

Wei Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and soon there was water in his eyes, and his soft voice trembled: "Master, am I very unlovable?"

Lou Zhuang raised her eyebrows: "Who told you?"

Wei Ziyu choked up, wrapped his hands around Lou Zhuang's fingers discreetly: "But father, they don't...don't like me."

Hearing Wei Ziyu mention his scumbag father who was only in charge of planting seeds but not in nurturing, Lou Zhuang pouted her lips and raised her hand to pinch Wei Ziyu's little crotch.

Wei Ziyu was startled, his eyes widened slightly, his upper body froze and he dared not move.

Lou Zhuang couldn't help laughing, and took out a bottle of wound medicine from the storage bag, cleaned the wound on Wei Ziyu's palm, and sprinkled the medicine powder on it.

The medicinal powder might be a little irritating, Wei Ziyu pursed his lips the whole time, and let out two or three moans from his throat.

After treating the wound, Lou Zhuang once again raised her hand to rub the top of his hair, her tone was rare and gentle.

"You are obedient, and you are extremely talented in cultivation. Everyone will like you."

Wei Ziyu's father, is that considered a human being?
The cool mint fragrance from Lou Zhuang's body lingered on the tip of her nose, and Wei Ziyu's cheeks, ears, and neck flushed quickly.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes sparkled: "Then does Master like me too?"

Lou Zhuang blinked, right to coax the child: "Of course I like it."

The corners of Wei Ziyu's mouth turned up secretly, like a little mouse who stole lamp oil.

Lou Zhuang used cleansing techniques to clean her powdered fingers, and told Wei Ziyu not to forget today's homework before getting up to leave.

The wound medicine in the world of cultivating immortals has always been powerful, and the scratch on Wei Ziyu's palm healed the next day without leaving any scars.

After waking up in the morning, Wei Ziyu paid his respects to his master as usual, because he was too young to be able to fast like Lou Zhuang. After eating the spiritual meal, he went to the main peak for morning class.

After what happened yesterday, all the students in the classroom got to know Wei Ziyu and greeted him warmly.

It was the first time that Wei Ziyu received kindness other than building make-up. He went to the seat and sat down together. The excitement in his heart could not be subsided for a long time.

After morning class, Wei Ziyu hurried back to Nanxi Peak without any delay.

It so happened that the great elder brought Lou Zhuang some food from the small town down the mountain. When he saw Wei Ziyu, he beckoned, "Come here, Wei boy, let me see how your cultivation is going."

Wei Ziyu glanced at Lou Zhuang, saw her nodding before walking to the Great Elder.

The Great Elder snorted, he listened to his master, and at the same time a ochre-colored spiritual power penetrated into Wei Ziyu's body: "Why, I'm afraid that this Elder will eat you alive?"

Lou Zhuang glanced at her with a three-point warning: "Don't scare him."

(End of this chapter)