Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 690 The Personal Disciple Is the Demon Lord (20)

Sang Jian: "Can I have lunch before starting? The water in the pot is almost boiled dry."

Yun Xian recovered from his thoughts, and immediately lowered his head and continued to process the ingredients in his hands, "Yes, Master."

In fact, Sang Jian doesn't need to eat, but Yun Xian needs to eat.

So Yunxian is quite active in cooking, after all, he also wants to eat.

...

The lunch was very rich, and Sang Jian ate a lot. After eating, he lay down on the grand teacher's chair in the yard to bask in the sun, and let Yun Xian do the rest.

It's been like this for the past few days, and Yun Xian has gotten used to it.

When he came out after washing the dishes and dealing with everything, he couldn't wait to walk over to Sangjian.

"Master, when shall we... start?"

Hearing what Sang Jian said just now, he just wants to learn something from Sang Jian quickly.

Even... even if he will be regarded as a dead ghost by her in the end, but before the demon king comes to the door, he can still clean up the Qianfeng faction, can't he?
The good reputation of the Qianfeng Sect for thousands of years cannot continue like this, or it will be ruined sooner or later.

"Come here, I'll give you a pulse first." Sang Jian waved to him.

Yun Xian immediately squatted beside Sang Jian, pulled up his sleeve, and extended a hand to her.

Seeing Sang Jian's slender fingers resting on his pulse, Yun Xian blushed inexplicably.

He remembered the first time he met her to give him medicine, it seemed to be this hand.

Fair and delicate, standard girlish hands.

He could understand why she let him do all the work.

Such tender hands should not touch the spring water!

"Why is your heart beating so fast? Are you shy?" Sang Jian suddenly said.

Yun Xian immediately regained consciousness, and his heart beat faster for a while.

He avoided Sang Jian's gaze, and concealed his nervousness with a blank face, "I just... I just thought that I could practice in a while, so I was a little excited."

Sang Jian looked at his red earlobes, and said, "That's it...then you don't need to get excited."

"Huh?" Yun Xian was puzzled.

"Your tendons are blocked enough, but you won't be able to pass them for a while." Sang Jian said the truth.

Yun Xian's face turned from red to white, "Then I..."

Wouldn't it be impossible to practice?

No wonder he was judged as an outer disciple...

Sang Jian was about to say that he was lucky to meet her.

Not to mention the pills in the original owner's space, the pills in Sang Jian's hands are more than enough for him to eat.

The problem of muscle blockage can be solved in minutes.

But before she could speak, a voice from Yiyuan sounded in her mind.

"You can't dredge his tendons!"

"Why?" Sang Jian raised his eyebrows.

Yiyuan explained: "His tendons are not blocked, but sealed. His previous life's power is too strong, and now this body can't bear it. Once the tendons are unblocked, the previous life's power will come back, and the memory will come back. This can also be regarded as sealing him. source of memory."

"You can unblock his tendons now. Whether he will explode and die is another matter. Anyway, you can't see this kind-hearted idiot apprentice. You can only see the Demon Lord!"

Sang Jian: "..."

Apart from other things, I won't see such a simple fool in the future, and I can really hit Sang Jian with precision!

Who doesn't know that Sang Jian likes to tease such silly children!
It would be meaningless to turn back into a big devil.

Sang Jian pursed her lips seriously, and glanced at Yun Xian.

Yun Xian lowered his head, showing a trace of grievance, "Master, can you do anything?"

He didn't want to be a cripple for the rest of his life.

(End of this chapter)