Chapter 836 Master, Give Me a Hug? (10)

Feng Qian blinked her eyes, expressing her doubts.

but……

A knock on the door broke the somewhat delicate atmosphere at the moment.

"Master, are you inside?"

It was the voice of a young boy.

Yun Zhuo got up, lowered his eyes slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes.

The indifferent and cold voice made it difficult to see the embarrassment of the man just now.

"exist."

Hearing the sound, Qingyu sent disciples who knocked on the door to open the door and enter.

He is carrying a food box.

The boy looked at the cold and dusty master, and then at the girl sitting in front of the desk.

He was stunned, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master, just now Tsing Yi went to the next room to deliver food to the girl, because no one was there, so Tsing Yi came and knocked on Master's door."

Yun Zhuo's eyes fell on the food box in the boy's hand.

He nodded slightly, "Well, just let it go."

A boy named Tsing Yi walked in with a food box and put it on the desk.

Master has a cold temper, and is also highly respected in the Qing Yu School.

The God Race is withered, and now only Yun Zhuo is left as a High God.

It is rare for the Qingyu Sect, the most important sect of cultivating immortals, to have disciples with such a celestial beauty that they can ascend to the Supreme God.

In the past, Tsing Yi had only seen Master from a distance, but now that he was so close, the young man was a little nervous for no reason.

And the girl in the master's room is also very curious.

For thousands of years, Master has rarely come out of the mountains.

Now that he came to Qingyu School, he just wanted to find someone to deliver three meals a day to a girl.

This has to make people imagine.

Moreover, for the first time, the master also agreed to attend the Qingyu Sect's apprentice meeting.

Tsing Yi also started to gossip.

After putting down the food box, he left the room respectfully.

During Yujian's flight, the boy raised his hand and slapped himself on the head.

What are you thinking?

How can a person like Master, who has no desires or desires, be attracted to a little girl.

Maybe it's... How about that girl Tianzi?

…

Feng Qian sat on his knees and leaned slightly to open the food box.

Those who cultivate immortals pay attention to bigu.

Food is also vegetarian.

In the food box are two vegetarian dishes, a bowl of soup and a bowl of white rice.

Feng Qian picked up the chopsticks and looked at the person in front of him before starting.

"Master, can I eat here?"

Shard's character is too cold.

Even flirting is not easy to use.

This made Feng Qian a little worried.

"Can."

Yun Zhuo said softly, he walked slowly to one side, and took a scroll from the bookshelf.

The High God in white sat cross-legged on a soft seat at one side of the room.

The light is good there.

Yun Zhuo unfolded the scroll and read it quietly with downcast eyes.

Feng Qian tilted his head for a few glances, then turned around and continued to fill his stomach.

The girl silently pondered the current situation.

Needless to say the side missions, she couldn't be starved to death or frozen.

According to the fragments, the day after tomorrow will be the Qing Yu School's apprentice meeting.

At that time, I will formally worship the fragment as a teacher, and then the hidden task will be completed.

After that, all that is left is to stay with the fragments and protect the fragments from being destroyed by the people of the crime domain.

However, it would be boring to stay here all the time.

If it weren't for the fragments here, Feng Qian would really be so boring that it would become moldy.

"Master, are you bored?"

The girl bit her chopsticks and turned her head to look at the man in white.

A hint of curiosity flashed across the beautiful almond eyes.

Yun Zhuo didn't move, his eyes still fell on the scroll in his hand.

In a flat voice: "I feel bored because my mind is dry. Only when the mind is calm can I realize the Tao, understand the truth, and discover the truth and fun from the subtleties."

Feng Qian: "...!"

Master, we can do something more interesting, really.

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The plane I thought of temporarily, the writing is too stuck, don't expect too much.

My mind is a bit messed up now, so I'd better finish writing the outline before continuing.

The rest of the updates will be posted later.

Also, regarding Ferguson, when I think of a suitable subject, I will present him to you again.