Chapter 7 Seven Pastors

Next, Xiao Jingyi no longer showed obvious resistance and sat there quietly.

After cleaning up the sand on his face, Su He also dealt with the blood marks on his eldest apprentice's hands.

There were no major wounds on Xiao Jingyi's back, and she didn't need to deal with them.

Then he put down the magic medicine for treating trauma and removing scars and instructed the silent boy: "I'll see your junior brothers, and you need to clean up the wounds in the rest of your body. Do you know? This is a medicine for treating trauma and removing scars. Remember to use it."

After she left, Xiao Jingyi looked at the colorful medicine bottle on the table, picked up the jade bottle with distinct joints and turned it around in her hand, and then threw her eyes coldly into the corner.

Here is the second apprentice.

There is a soft couch placed against the wall under the shade of the trees outside the yard.

Zhou Xuan sat on the soft couch, naked, and his robe fell to his waist. He twisted his body with a bottle of medicine and sprinkled medicine on his back.

Because I can't reach the back, I almost lost two-thirds of the medicine in my hand and used one-third.

The boy looked thin on weekdays, but he should have less muscle under his clothes, and the two mermaid lines stretched downward and disappeared under the waist seal.

Su He didn't expect that when he came here, he saw such a scene. He quickly covered his eyes and turned around, his ears burned slightly, which was so embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Su He's face was steady and turned slowly, as if she wouldn't be embarrassed.

Although she looked at several apprentices like children, she was a teenager after all, and there was a difference between men and women, so it was inappropriate this time.

This little pitiful tone, Su He, who had not experienced the baptism of the modern social network explosion, suddenly felt soft-hearted.

How can this be considered a good master?

"Why isn't Master angry?"

So Su He didn't need to do anything special, just copy the set used by the eldest disciple to the second disciple.

This kind of magic has always been considered a non-class forbidden technique in the world of cultivation, and the right disciples should not practice it.

Su He laughed: "What's so annoying about this? Being a teacher can only be angry with one thing, that is, you don't care about your life and don't know how to find a teacher if you have something to do."

Speaking of this, Su He remembered the burned python demon. Among the three, Zhou Xuanming was the fire spirit root.

"Is the master also the wounds treated by the eldest and third brothers in this way?" Zhou Xuanming asked with a tilted head.

The boy suddenly approached and asked a question. Su He subconsciously looked up, his eyes met the boy's dark eyes, and said the answer without any doubt: "You are the master and apprentice, so you are naturally concerned."

"Take your hair a little to cover your back with injuries." Su He pulled out a clean handkerchief and stood behind the boy.

She suppressed a trace of emotion in her heart, making her voice sound the same as before: "This...is probably not suitable. Why not let your senior brothers come to help you apply medicine."

Shame? Is it even as if his master who almost writes a pervert on his face still shy?

Su He, who was about to leave, was intercepted by his second apprentice's questioning and suddenly felt even more embarrassed.

Look at what this says.

"Why do Master care about us so much?"

Su He thought that it would be better to leave the medicine and leave.

"Like this time, I could have called him a teacher, but I insisted on resisting it myself. Is it interesting?"

Zhou Xuanmeng raised her eyes and was surprised that the other party did not hit the snake.

Zhou Xuanming looked at the woman whose face was calm but whose ears were rosy, and she suddenly felt it was even more fun.

After saying that, I immediately regretted it.

The touch on his back was more sensitive, and his slightly cool fingertips occasionally streaked across his back, feeling itchy.

"I don't object to you know some forbidden techniques, but this kind of thing has a great backlash on the body. Don't use it easily anymore, do you know?"

The boy looked at his naked upper body and suddenly understood something.

"They are all seriously injured. How can the disciples be embarrassed to bother with their senior brothers?"

The boy unconsciously twisted the jade bottle in his hand.

Thinking of the scene where the boy didn't clean up and directly sprinkled medicine, he began to instruct: "Next time to sprinkle medicine, remember to clean up the gravel in the wound."

But if there is sand and dust on the wound, it must be cleaned out, otherwise it will grow with the flesh.

The second apprentice suffered more injuries on the back, and it should have been swept downwards by the python demon to the ground, and the wounds were covered with sand.

He looked at Su He in his room with interest. When the woman turned around with a basin, her face changed to a harmless and pitiful look in a second.

He suddenly felt like he was having a wicked smile, and a trace of evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but his voice sounded like a harmless little pitiful one.

She also said that she wanted to be a good master. Her apprentice was injured and she was so pitiful that she didn't want to help her apprentice heal her.

"Forget it, it's because I'm not thinking well for the teacher. Please sit down and treat the wounds for you."

Not far away, Zhou Xuanwei's ears moved and noticed the movement. When she turned her head, she saw a slender figure standing from afar with her back facing him, her hands still raising her as if she was covering her eyes.

"You burned that python demon to death?"

His...well...the beast master is not so unrestrained and bold at all. Why didn't he see it before?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuanming suddenly stood up and turned around. The young man leaned over. His clear and handsome face expanded in front of Su He. His deep pupils looked at her seriously.

She was wearing a plain-colored long skirt today, with silky ink hair hanging behind her as she was like a waterfall. As the end of her hair swayed, a piece of her waist was exposed, which looked extremely slender, making people want to destroy and play with it.

"If it's inconvenient for Master... forget it, I'll just recover from these injuries for half a month."

But she is not such a scheming person. Sometimes this kind of thing can save her life and will be no harm at all.

What happened to him? He was so comfortable that he forgot the nature of that person for two days and actually said such words.

When I heard a hint of undetectable shyness in her voice, the boy suddenly felt that it seemed quite... interesting.

Is it true or false if you act so concerned?

Zhou Xuanming did not explain too much when he was mistakenly thinking that he used the forbidden technique to backfire, but he did not understand.

Is it her?

After understanding, he felt a little surprised. This shy look at the figure was really different from her style. He looked at the figure with a glance.

The boy couldn't help but wonder when he heard this.

People who practice cultivation can heal much faster than those of mortals. People with high cultivation can even heal themselves in a few days after a knife wound.

The damage to the second disciple's meridians seemed to be a backlash through some instantaneous increase in cultivation.

Su He said lightly: "There is no injury on Jing Yi's back, but you have many injuries."

"Yes." Zhou Xuanming had nothing to hide when he thought about it.

Zhou Xuanming suddenly felt a little itchy in his heart. He twisted the jade bottle in his hand and said in a strange way: "Is it Master? My disciple can't reach the wound on his back. Can Master help me?"

Zhou Xuanming didn't believe it: "Is it just that? Isn't the master trying to have a deeper connection with his disciple? For example..."

"Hmm?" Su He was puzzled.

For example, what?

Did the second disciple already feel that she wants to be a kind master?

Capturing the moment of doubt in the eyes of the person in front of him, he suddenly smiled.

"It's nothing. I thought my master was so kind to me, and I wanted to be a relative with my disciple."

(End of this chapter)
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