Chapter 23： The villain wants to divorce 23 (2)

Eyes catching the extreme speed, Guan Heng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the next second his wrist suddenly chilled—

The five eagles' thin, dry, but extremely sharp fingers grabbed his right wrist abruptly.

Guan Heng was shocked: "What are you doing!"

He shook his arm vigorously, trying to peel the old man's hand from his wrist.

But the old man's skinny fingertips clasped his wrist bones, and his bent nails glowed with cold light in the morning light, as cold as a silver hook.

"Don't move, kid, don't move."

The old man deceived him, his turbid eyes filled with silver-grey water, and his bright lips squirmed: "Let me see, let me see you clearly—"

A wisp of gray air quietly burst out from the old man's fingertips, avoiding Switch Heng's sight, wriggling a few times like an earthworm, circling a few times along the skin of the two of them, and quietly hidden under Guan Heng's skin.

Everything only happens between the electric light and flint.

The rough touch of the old man's palm and fingertips made Guan Heng extremely uncomfortable, and concealed the feeling of gray air entering his body.

The grey air is also agile, like a living thing, it hides in the blood vessels immediately after it penetrates under the skin, merges with everything around it, and flows to the heart with the gurgling blood.

Guan Heng frowned. Just about to say something, the old man suddenly stepped back and let go.

He smiled happily, the light in his eyes was even brighter, his eyebrows curled up, revealing a strange kind of love.

"Yes, it is true, it is a good boy."

"Child, I ask you-would you like to worship me as a teacher and be my closed disciple?"

Guan Heng: "..."

Is this person sure that he is looking for a closed disciple?

How did he feel that this old guy looked at his expression so much like he was looking at a dish of wine?

The slight resistance on the young man's face fell into the eyes of the old man. The old man smiled slightly, clenched his right hand in front of his mouth, and coughed lightly.

"Why, not willing?"

"Child, you probably don't know who I am."

"I'm the dean of the Central Academy, the girl from the Xie family you like, the kid from the martial family you hate, when you see me, you have to respectfully call Master-hello, what is your expression, I look Doesn’t it look like?"

Guan Heng looked suspicious, and slowly shook his head: "It doesn't look like it."

"...Well, the current appearance of the teacher is really not good," the old man laughed a few times, rubbing his hands in embarrassment, "Isn't this because I just came out in a retreat for too long, and I haven't had time to take care of it."

"In short, if you worship me as a teacher, you will be the younger brother of the whole college!"

Guan Heng pursed his lips and looked at the old man disapprovingly: "Why should I be someone else's brother?"

"..." The old man choked at him and said helplessly, "It's the junior, not the younger... By the way, the girl of the Xie family, you like her, don't you?"

Hearing the word "Xiejia", Guan Heng's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes darkened.

The hand behind his back suddenly squeezed, an invisible cyclone quietly emerged in his palm, and the undercurrent surged.

Who does he like, how does this person know?

When did he come? Does he know all the secrets of Youyou?

"Don't look at being a teacher with that kind of look," the old man stroked his beard and smiled faintly. "Being a teacher is here to help you, the girl from the Xie family is very upset."

"You want to be with her, not having an identity that matches her, how easy is it to talk about?"

The morning breeze is cool, and the echoes in the quiet cave are long.

The old man's gray hair was gently blown by the wind, the turbid gray eyes flickered, his voice was low, and the tail sound with a bewitching upward tone, word by word, hit Guan Heng's heart.

"Why do you want to stand upright beside her?"

"With the look of your gray-headed face right now?"

The old man took a slow pace, slowly spinning around Guan Heng, his smile became more shady, but his tone became more gentle and gentle, as if he was whispering in a genuine affection.

"You know, a good horse never eats grass."

"Your only chance is now. Behold me as a teacher. You are that girl's little brother. You can practice together and experience together. You can eat and live together, and take care of each other. You want her to see a different you! "

"You still want to become stronger-being a teacher can help you become stronger, stronger than anyone else. Whether you are a kid from the Wu family or the girl from the Xie family, you can only look up to you behind you."

"My child," the old man smiled lowly, "Master is the strongest person in the entire continent. No one is more suitable to be your master than me."

"Be my disciple, and take you on a road...to the sky for your teacher."

The author has something to say: Guan Heng: Youyou must have liked me a long time ago.

Guan Heng: So You You secretly considered so much for me...

Guan Heng: Oh, oh, I’m so moved, I’m moved to cry QAQ

Xie Ziyou: ...you are thinking about peach.