Chapter 398： Master, do you accept apprentices?

Yan Zhixu paused slightly.

Glancing at the young man standing beside him, there was no extra expression on his face.

The qualifications are mediocre, and the foundation laid in the past is not very solid.

She withdrew her gaze and said lightly, "Those moves are not suitable for you."

Ji Zhou, who was still full of anticipation, suddenly looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, listless and full of loneliness.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, sighed lowly, and finally said nothing.

Yan Zhixu noticed his reaction from the corner of his eyes, and lightly opened his pale lips, "But there is a sword technique that is quite suitable for you. I will copy the magic technique and pass it on to you when I have time."

Ji Zhou, who had his head down, raised his head abruptly, and his eyes lit up again with a dazzling light, dazzling and dazzling.

"real?!"

"Master, are you really willing to teach me the moves? Is it paid for nothing?"

"No, no, I was wrong. It's okay to pay. How much? I can accept it as long as it's not sky-high."

"And there, Master, do you accept apprentices? What do you think of my qualifications?"

Ji Zhou was like a chatterbox, and after opening the door, he talked endlessly.

He looked excited, his face flushed with excitement, and his heart was pounding, as if he was about to jump out of the body.

"I don't accept apprentices, I teach you for free."

Yan Zhixu responded lightly and did not continue to pay attention to this overly excited person.

She took out her car keys and walked straight to the black falcon parked at the door, and straddled her feet.

Holding the handle with both hands, leaning forward, the engine car is ready to leave.

And Ji Zhou, who was standing next to him, was still immersed in joy and did not react.

"Free? Good."

"Master, think about it again. If I become an apprentice, I will definitely be filial to you."

Ji Zhou calmed down, only to see that Yan Zhixu had already straddled the car.

As the roar of the locomotive sounded, the black falcon drove out at an extremely fast speed like an arrow from the string.

The temperature dropped at night and it was a little cool, and the people driving the motorcycles were wearing thin clothes, and their backs looked a little weak.

The body is obviously a little thin, but driving the black Falcon is sassy and cool.

But in the blink of an eye, Yan Zhixu disappeared from his sight.

Ji Zhou looked in the direction she left, then looked at the small battery parked in the corner, picked up the key, inserted it and left.

The little electric donkey has been driving for a long time, and the speed of riding on the road is grinding and chirping.

Ji Zhou remembered the cool black falcon, and let out a sigh, "Hey... When I have the money, I will buy one and ride it."

It's time for this little e-Donkey to be replaced.

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a residence somewhere.

The decoration of the room is low and luxurious, and the gray tone is slightly deserted.

The man lying on the bed took off the gold-rimmed glasses he wore on weekdays, and his thick sword eyebrows knitted together, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly, the man who was still sleeping opened his eyes, and the deep and dark eyes were stained with a little restlessness and a thick unfathomable.

Fu Shimo lifted the quilt, got out of bed, went to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtains and looked at the quiet courtyard downstairs.

He was wearing a black nightgown, the breath around him was cold and difficult to approach, and his back was straight and unprovoked with a bit of loneliness.

"Disciple..."

A sigh escaped from Fu Shimo's throat, and his voice was rare and tender.

I dreamed of the pair of master and apprentice in my sleep just now. The man with the hair crown hugged the woman covered in blood in his arms. The blood was gurgling and quickly dyed their robes red.

The indifference on that God Venerable's face has long since disappeared, replaced by panic and worry.

The screen disappears.

He woke up from his slumber, trying to remember them but couldn't remember their faces.