Quick Wear: Why did I hug the wrong yandere villain’s thigh again?

After attaining the Nascent Soul, a monk's ears will become extra sensitive.

Shen Shuli heard someone approaching outside the door. He quickly swallowed the steamed bun in his hand and cast a spell before choking.

I'm so annoyed that I still have to be caught for eating steamed buns. What a hard life this is.

As soon as the door opened, Jun Heng's delicate little face was revealed, still a little open.

"Master? Why are you here?"

Jun Heng tilted his head, a little confused, and there was still some baby fat on his face, which made him look a little cute.

Shen Shuli said calmly: "I chose a sword for Miaozhu, but I don't know where she went. I thought she frequented this kitchen, so I came to look for it."

"Junior sister is in the Purple Bamboo Forest. Master, are you going?" Jun Heng raised his eyes and asked cautiously.

Shen Shuli nodded, stopped talking, and stepped up to leave the kitchen and go to the purple bamboo forest.

Jun Heng's dark eyes darkened, and his gaze was extremely cold.

Sure enough, he should kill this man and shave his face to make a mask like he did in his previous life.

Beautiful things should be kept in a quiet place for him to appreciate.

When Shen Shuli passed by Jun Heng, he saw the little boy lowering his head, thinking he was a little unhappy.

He really didn't have as many memories as Jun Heng, and he didn't know what kind of techniques he used or which ones he had talents for.

Miaozhu's sword was easy to find, but he had to think about Junheng's sword.

"If you are tired, go and rest. After some time, Master will also find a sword for you. If you don't like swords, you can use knives or halberds, as long as you like it."

The little boy is growing up quite fast and is almost as tall as Shen Shuli.

Shen Shuli reached out and touched Xiao Hei's head. It felt good, so he rubbed it a few more times.

After leaving, Jun Heng was still in a daze, touching the place that Shen Shuli had rubbed with his slender fingers.

His hands are so soft and he smells so good.

Jun Heng commented in his heart, and couldn't help but touch the touched area harshly, then put the breath on his hands between his nose and took a sharp sniff.

His dark eyes flickered up and down with deep desire.

Shen Shuli followed his memory and went to Zizhu Forest.

[Ding, Junheng’s favorability is +10, current favorability is -85]

Humph, the evil-hearted brat really lacks love, so the values ​​are so high.

Mo Jin and Miaozhu are both in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Although Mo Jin's talent is very high, his advancement is very slow, probably because his bloodline of immortals and demons is somewhat suppressed.

With two kinds of breaths wandering around in his body, Mo Jin should be having a hard time.

Shen Shuli thought that Mo Jin should be allowed to retreat for a while, otherwise the mutual torture would make the darkening speed faster.

"Master."

When the two of them saw Shen Shuli flying towards them, they also stopped what they were doing.

"Did you practice well?"

Miaozhu replied: "With the help of senior brother, Miaozhu has improved a lot recently. It's just that Miaozhu's talent is not good. After practicing for so many years, it is only in the early stage of foundation building."

Shen Shuli comforted him: "It's okay. There's no need to be eager for quick success. I just hope you can protect yourself in the future. Come on, this is the sword that Master found for you. It just matches your spiritual roots."

Shen Shuli waved his hand, and a snow-white sword appeared from his hand, as if his whole body was covered with flying snow.

"Bishui Sword, I saw you dance like flying snow, and turn into ice when you move. You have water spirit roots, and this Bishue Sword is also suitable for you."

Miaozhu happily received the sword, "Thank you, Master."

It started to dance with the wind, moving left and right in one go.

Putting this sword in Miaozhu's hand, it has a good place to go.

At this time, Jun Heng also came and took a look at Miaozhu who was dancing his sword with an indifferent expression.

"Master."

Jun Heng shouted softly, and Shen Shuli nodded in response, still looking at Mo Jin.

"Mo Jin, you have been condensing elixirs for many years, but you have never condensed it into a golden elixir. You have been extremely talented since you were a child. Don't panic at this time, and don't encourage it."

Mo Jin was also very troubled by this.

The golden elixir in Mojin is very rare in the entire continent, but Mo Jin has stayed here for many years and only condensed the elixir, but never the golden elixir.

Externally, everyone thought that Mo Jin might only be able to reach this point.

"I know what Master means. I will be in seclusion next month, but Junheng and Miaozhu..."

Junheng and Miaozhu were forced over by their ancestors, saying that there were too few disciples in Qingyun Peak, and there were only a few hundred disciples in other peaks, even if they didn't have thousands.

But as long as there is Qingyun Peak, there is only one seedling of Mojin.

Four years ago, Mo Jin selected two apprentices to come here. After much persuasion, Shen Shuli agreed.

But when they arrived at Qingyun Peak, most of Jun Heng and Miaozhu's cultivation were supervised by Mo Jin. After their first separation, Mo Jin wanted to teach their junior brothers and sisters more.

Shen Shuli only felt that his master had really failed.

The apprentice leads the apprentice, and the master is obsessed with his own cultivation.

"Don't worry, you just go to seclusion. I will take good care of them from now on. I have raised you so big, why are you worried about what they will do."

Shen Shuli touched Mo Jin's head, making Mo Jin blush.

He is already eighteen years old, why is Master still treating him like a child, with his junior brothers and sisters beside him?

Jun Heng looked at Mo Jin with murderous intent in his eyes, but he covered it up in the blink of an eye.

If he kills the Master's other two disciples, the Master's eyes will only stay on him.

In this way, he is the Master's only disciple, and the Master will only love him.

Emotions flashed across his eyes, and in the blink of an eye he looked like a confused child again.

After some time, Shen Shuli probably figured out Jun Heng's techniques and moves.

It's a bit messy, and it looks like the different moves are deliberately blended together without any rules of their own.

Shen Shuli spoke to Junheng thoughtfully, "Junheng, you have to have your own magic. I see that when you entered Cangqiong Mountain, the spiritual root you tested was the fire spiritual root. You and Miaozhu have spiritual roots that repel each other. What's more, You can’t imitate her moves.”

"I..." Jun Heng lowered his head, like a frightened rabbit, with red eyes, "Master, in recent years, senior brother's teachings have been limited, and I don't know what kind of cultivation method is suitable for me, and I have struggled a lot. Years are worthy of breaking up the grain."

Shen Shuli sighed, this was considered his fault.

"The fire spirit root governs fire. When practicing, remember not to be restless. Use fire more often to feel the fire."

Shen Shuli searched his space and couldn't find a sword that Jun Heng could use, so he had to borrow the Bai Ling sword he used in his early training.

The Bai Ling Sword has no attributes and is only for protection. It does no harm to Jun Heng.

Jun Heng's grip on the hilt of the sword was a little unstable. Shen Shuli had no choice but to hold Jun Heng's hand and dance slowly.

Although I was taught some fire spells, Jun Heng seemed to have trouble learning them.

This gave Shen Shuli a headache.

"Master, are you very disappointed in me?" Jun Heng said suddenly, his baby fat that had not faded away was rosy.

Shen Shuli put down his hand and touched his apprentice's head, "I'm not disappointed. Jun Heng is already great. Given time, he will improve."

Jun Heng nodded obediently, with a successful smile under his deep eyes.