"It's the disciple's thoughtlessness that embarrasses the master. As long as you don't make it difficult for master to do it, it's OK for disciples to be wronged. " Pei Yi Chou didn't cover up her grievance. She said frankly, with a look of relief.

Disobeying orders was nothing more than some punishment. He had a clear conscience, but if he made master kneel down on the washboard, he would not feel at ease.

"Cough, cough, I'm not talking about kneeling on the washboard." Chang Aotian choked on his words, took a sip of tea, coughed several times, and explained awkwardly.

Although kneeling on the washboard is not a secret to the disciples, it is always embarrassing to say it in front of them. This apprentice is also good at everything, but he is too sincere. No matter whether others are good-looking or not, he always speaks in front of others.

"Oh." Pei Yi Qiu should be a, apparently some don't think so.

It's not about kneeling on the washboard. What else can it be? If it wasn't for the fear of making you suffer, how could I simply and decisively give up and admit defeat?

"In fact, Fenghua and their joint sword..." Chang Aotian was accidentally stabbed by Pei Yi. Although he was embarrassed, he patiently explained to him.

He still attaches great importance to this disciple. He doesn't want today's events to damage his cultivation heart, so he must make it clear to him.

"Xianggong, come and help me to see how the demon's injury is getting worse and worse." Right here, a warm, flustered cry came from the bedroom. Maybe she thinks that she has wronged Chang Aotian today, and her address to him has become more affectionate.

If you let Gu Fenghua and others hear her, it must be another cold sweat: the more you treat, the more serious it is. How do you treat the wound. Poor demon, it's not easy to live till now.

"It's coming. Don't worry, madam. I'll be right here." Chang Aotian didn't think much about it. When he heard the word "Xianggong", like eating honey, his old face was about to smile.

"Well, I don't want to tell you more about your mother calling me. You can see with your own eyes what Gu Fenghua's strength is. Then you will understand master's painstaking efforts. " Chang Aotian is thinking about his wife's call. With these words, he throws down Pei Yiqiu and runs past.

Behind him, Pei Yiqiu looked at his master's back, which was full of joy, as if he were hundreds of years younger, and his eyes were full of sympathy.

Although the name of the nun became so tender, he knew what would happen if the master could not cure the demon for a while. From the point of view of the evil and domineering nature of the teacher's mother, it's unlikely that she would listen to him in the past. Most of the injuries are getting worse and worse.

No, I can't stay any longer, so that I won't see Shifu's embarrassed appearance later, and everyone's face won't look good.

Pei Yiqiu shakes his head and goes out. He thinks of the words that master just said, but he is also puzzled: is Gu Fenghua and others really powerful? Master asked him to abstain for his own sake?

In another courtyard, the eldest grandson luocang stayed in his room and sat face to face with Zhan Jiuzhou. The glazed lamp on the table gave out a faint yellow light, which set off his old face.

"So they see that your root of the Holy Spirit comes from the art of divination?" The eldest sun asked in a deep voice.

"It should be just speculation." Zhan Jiuzhou recalled the situation at that time.