The villain wants to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors every day

Chapter 12 Salted Fish Lying Flat
The sound of a sharp sword cutting through the air came from the depths of the apricot grove. Through the numerous apricot branches, Ye Zijin found Chu Yanzhi's figure among the layers of apricot powder.

Ye Zijin couldn't help sighing, when her good apprentice practiced sword, she was as graceful as a weak willow supporting the wind, clanging as thunder and lightning, if she were placed in an ancient puppet, she might be able to beat all the best.

Seeing Chu Yan's swordsmanship like flowing clouds and flowing water, Ye Zijin also felt a little itchy.She jumped up and called out the Tianshuang Sword, and the next moment she was holding the long sword and directly attacked Chu Xuanzhi.

Chu Xuanzhi didn't expect her to attack suddenly, but he quickly reacted and resolved the move steadily.

Afterwards, the two of them went through another hundred moves before being stopped by Ye Zijin.

Ye Zijin found a stone bench and sat down, panting, "I can't, I can't, I need to rest for my teacher."

All these years, she has been absent-minded, and her limbs have really degenerated.

Chu Yanzhi had long since realized the strangeness, and saw him take out a clean square scarf from his body, hand it to Ye Zijin, and said in a deep voice, "Master, wipe off your sweat first."

Ye Zijin took the scarf and wiped it casually on his face. Looking up, he saw that Chu Yanzhi was also sweating, so he folded the scarf and handed it to him, "Wipe it too."

Hearing the words, Chu Yanzhi's eyes froze slightly, but he didn't reach out to pick it up. Instead, he bowed slowly towards her, and said a few words with his thin lips, "Hands are dirty, master help me."

A pleasant voice sounded above Ye Zijin's head, Ye Zijin didn't think about it, and laughed, "Why are you still like a child, you are an adult now."

Having said that, he still raised his arm and wiped Chu Yanzhi carefully.

Gently touching the forehead, cheeks and nose tip, Chu Yanzhi lowered his eyes to the smiling woman in front of him, and saw that her bright eyes would bend into the shape of crescent moons, and a small pear dimple would appear at the corner of her lips. Bright as spring in March. Light.

His gaze moved down slowly and landed on Ye Zijin's cherry red lips. His indifferent eyes were unconsciously tainted with a burning temperature, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, saying meaningfully, "What Master said is , I have grown up."

Ye Zijin didn't understand the meaning of Chu Yanzhi's words, nodded, and said with a smile, "Don't do this in the future, if others see it, they will laugh at you."

Boys rely too much on their elders, which is not necessarily a good thing.

Chu Yanzhi gave her a deep look, did not refute, and turned to ask, "What would Master want to eat at noon?"

Ye Zijin thought for a while, and seemed to be a little entangled, "Let's just use hot pot."

Ye Zijin likes spicy food, and teaching Chu Yanzhi how to make hot pot is also one of her great achievements that she talks about.

"Okay." Chu Yanzhi has always been responsive to Ye Zijin's requests.

"Eat later, just finished breakfast, and the contents of the stomach have not yet been digested."

Chu Yanzhi nodded, "Okay."

"It's a bit deserted for two people to eat hot pot. For the teacher, I will also call your third uncle and junior sister Qianqian."

The so-called "Third Martial Uncles", that is, Ye Zichu, Ye Zijin's third senior brother, because Ye Zichu's Tianyu Peak is very close to Tianshuang Peak, over the years, Ye Zichu often came to visit.

After going back and forth, Ye Zichu's stomach was also spoiled, and he often yelled that if there is something delicious, he must be called.

As for Ye Qianqian, Ye Zichu's closed disciple, the little girl is well-behaved and sensible, and Ye Zijin likes it very much, so every time she calls Ye Zichu over for dinner, she will also call Ye Qianqian.

(End of this chapter)