Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

Do not know why.

The child appeared in Luo Yeqing's mind again.

The grown-up boy ran to him happily, holding the magic sword.

Although he was covered in dust, he smiled and said:

"Look, look, sister, I can master the magic sword!"

As he said that, he jumped onto the magic sword and actually began to dance wildly in front of Luo Yeqing.

"Oh!! Sister, I did it~"

Luo Yeqing looked at the boy who still had a runny nose.

He never thought that he would become his senior disciple in the future.

Under the starlight, the master picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp.

She wanted to refill her glass.

He stretched out his hand, then remembered that he had already finished the jar.

Luo Yeqing clicked his lips, burped with a ruddy face, and kicked his feet like a child.

But just when Master was about to give up.

The sound of wine dripping into the glass caused Luo Yeqing to raise an eyebrow.

"The wine I brew tastes good, right? You should bring a few more jars next time you drink."

Luo Yeqing suddenly raised his head.

Although Lin Li's face was still a little pale, at least he was no longer sick. He was holding the new jar and looking at him with a playful smile.

"Lin Li? When did you wake up?"

It seemed that the alcohol made it difficult for Luo Yeqing to suppress his usual seriousness, and even his voice rose a few degrees involuntarily.

Lin Li put down the wine jar and sat down next to Luo Yeqing, with his hands behind his back, and said:

"I just woke up and thought I'd get some fresh air."

The boy's answer was standard.

But Luo Yeqing sounded a little unhappy.

It must be the alcohol that's to blame.

"Hmph, so you think the air is bad where I am?"

The master's sudden words caught Lin Li off guard.

"I, I, that's not what I meant..."

Lin Li didn't have time to explain.

Luo Yeqing, with a red face, had already pressed forward.

How great is the pressure during the Tribulation Period.

Lin Li, who didn't even dare to breathe at this moment, probably could say it.

"You've grown up and your skin is itchy, right?"

Luo Yeqing pressed forward and almost blocked the retreat route of the sick Lin Li by himself.

Lin Li, who was unknowingly being pressed down by his master, said quickly:

"No, no, Master, I don't mean that. I just want to go out for a walk."

"You act recklessly, try to be a hero, and even imitate others to bear all the poison by yourself. Do you think you are so powerful?"

Luo Yeqing supported himself on the grass with both hands and pressed Lin Li under him.

The red cheeks buried many emotions, leaving only pure excitement and embarrassment.

and also.

Concern.

Lin Li, who was being pressed down, didn't dare to look into Luo Yeqing's eyes. He could only turn his face to the side and quietly endure the breath of his master.

"Lin Li, I'm warning you!"

Master’s words were decisive.

Lin Li didn't even dare to look up and could only lower his head and wait for his fate.

But it took a long time.

Lin Li didn't even see what happened next.

Wait until he comes to his senses.

But he found that Luo Yeqing had fallen asleep on him.

A light snoring sound was heard.

"How can I sleep like this..."

Lin Li, who luckily escaped the disaster, sighed and looked towards the sky.

This night.

Star bright.

30. The "sick" senior brother

How long has it been since you had a good night's sleep?

Luo Yeqing couldn't remember.

Just when I woke up today.

The Grandmaster of Demonic Paths felt a rare headache.

This shouldn't be the case.

I have been immune to cold and heat for a long time, so how could I still get a headache when I sleep?

She slowly stood up and looked around, finding herself back at her residence.

"No, isn't Lin Li here with me?"

Luo Yeqing suddenly remembered that his eldest disciple was still poisoned and injured, so how come he suddenly took over his bed and lay down on it?

So the master quickly got out of bed and prepared to search everywhere for any signs of the young man.

Suddenly.

The smell of meat wafting from the cave entrance attracted Luo Yeqing's attention.

The master walked out of the mountain quickly, only to see Lin Li, who had already finished his hair, had built a fire and was stewing chicken soup.

"Hey, Master, are you awake?"

Hearing the hurried footsteps behind him, Lin Li put the wooden spoon in the jar, turned around and bowed to Luo Yeqing.

As a result, the waist hasn't bent yet.

Lin Li's face was rubbed into a lump by the cold little hands.

"Master?"

"Don't make any noise."

Luo Yeqing pulled the boy's face and looked at his tongue and eyes inside and out.

It was not until Lin Li's face turned red that Luo Yeqing let go of his hand, his eyes hesitant:

"How are you?"

"Well, a good night's sleep will suffice."

Lin Li nodded. Although his breathing was still a little unstable, it was only a matter of time before he recovered.

I have to say, the medicine given by his Aunt Chu is really effective.

The poison that could have damaged Lin Li's bones and muscles in a matter of minutes was neutralized directly in Lin Li's body, leaving only a slight side effect.

"That's good."

While Lin Li was still in a daze, Luo Yeqing whispered something.

As a result, he was arrested by a teenager:

"what?"

"I say, why are you so careless?"

Luo Yeqing raised his voice and expressed his concern in a cold tone.

Master seemed to have forgotten what happened last night.

But that’s fine too.

If the master remembered the embarrassing drunkenness last night, Lin Li would probably have to explain it for a long time.

"My disciple was careless and was tricked."

This guy is quite open-minded.

Luo Yeqing gave the boy a blank look, then leaned towards the firewood beside him and stretched out his hand to warm it:

"Pay more attention to the things around you, and don't suffer the same loss twice."

"Disciples, please remember Master's teachings."

Lin Li said with a bow, then ran to the casserole and scooped out a spoonful of steaming chicken soup:

"Master, please have some chicken soup. I just caught a pheasant from the mountain. It's so fresh."

As he spoke, two bowls of fragrant soup were placed in front of Luo Yeqing.

As the master and the disciple sat opposite each other, a hint of white music happened to rise from the horizon.

"Are you in good condition?"

Luo Yeqing was holding the chicken soup, but couldn't help but look at Lin Li.

The young man tilted his head at first. He said that he was not seriously injured, as he had just said. The master would probably not ask any more questions.

"The sect is going to have a martial arts competition soon. Aren't you going to participate as a disciple?"

Master took a sip of the hot soup, his eyebrows suddenly raised, but quickly returned to normal.

It feels like I was scalded.

Lin Li never thought that his master had this side.

I suddenly felt that my master, who had always been like an icy beauty, was actually quite cute.

The young man tasted the hot soup briefly and then said:

"Don't worry, Master. Just think of it as letting him off the hook."

"If your fellow disciples heard this, they would probably be on high alert."

Luo Yeqing curled her lips, but did not refute the boy's words.

After all, most people in this sect have chosen Lin Li as their senior brother.

His reputation may be even higher than mine.

“I’ve seen all those guys’ efforts.”

The boy leaned forward slightly, his elbows on his knees, his hands crossed in front of him, looking thoughtful but with a smile on his face.

"In that case, I want their efforts to be rewarded, even if it's just a little bit."

"The people in Changshengtian are not as good as you."

Before I knew it, the bowl was empty.

Luo Yeqing placed it on the wooden table and looked at Lin Li seriously.