Chapter 37 The Master Who Feels Good About Himself
Chapter 37 The Master Who Feels Good About Himself
In the inn kitchen, Ji Han put the plate on the table, looking at his wound healed by Lu Xingyun, the light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
How could he cut his hand with a small kitchen knife.
Lu Xingyun got up too hastily just now, he was worried that the man would be hurt by the dagger, so he subconsciously blocked it.
In other words, that person was really defenseless just now, not what he thought.
【Helping your enemy block the knife, Ji Han, you really impress me. 】
The jade pendant lit up, and that old voice came into his mind.
Ji Han frowned in disgust, and said: "As I said, without my permission, you are not allowed to spy on my brain at will!"
[It's just a voice transmission, I haven't seen you react much before, what's the matter?Did you think of some ulterior secret that you don't want the old man to find out? 】
"In the final analysis, what is your relationship with me? What do I think, what does it have to do with you? Don't think about me, you don't need to meddle in my affairs!"
While speaking, Ji Han's eyes flashed with hostility, and he forcibly knocked back Yu Pei's spiritual sense.
After doing this, he lifted his feet and went back to the room.
As soon as he entered, he saw Master sitting on a chair with his eyes closed.
Seeing Lu Xingyun like this, Ji Han sighed, closed the door, bowed his hands in salute, and said, "Master, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."
Hearing this, Lu Xingyun slowly opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "If I say something inappropriate, won't you say it?"
When Ji Han heard the words, his body froze slightly: "If the master is not willing to listen, the disciple will naturally not speak."
Seeing Ji Han being so restrained, Lu Xingyun felt a headache. If this continues, when will we reach the state where master and apprentice can talk about everything!
In fact, Lu Xingyun didn't realize that to have a good relationship with Ji Han, he doesn't need the other party to be very close to him, as long as the other party treats him as the most respected person, it's the same. However, as a person who hasn't socialized for several years, He automatically defines a good relationship as being closer to himself than to others.
But in fact, only parents, wives and children can really achieve this state. Unfortunately, it took him a long time to understand this simple truth. Reversal, and he is also happy in the cage he painted for himself.
Lu Xingyun sighed, and said: "You have a bad temper. If you have something to say, just say it. Since you are an indomitable man, you must not beat around the bush!"
Ji Han was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Disciple, I would like to follow Master's instruction!"
"Okay, just say what you have to say."
"The disciple just wants to remind the master that it is better to be more vigilant. The disciple came in to deliver the porridge just now, but the master didn't realize it. If someone was against the master at that time, something will happen to the master."
There was a brief silence in the air.
Lu Xingyun looked Ji Han up and down, so did the other party care about him?In this way, the contact these days has really paid off!
Looking at Ji Han again, he was horrified at Master's probing gaze. He was too busy talking just now, but he forgot that Master is the most jealous of others being stronger than him. Didn't his words just hit the other party? Is it your weakness? !
Thinking of this, Ji Han's knees softened, and he was about to kneel down to apologize, when Lu Xingyun said, "Silly boy, this deity is the Ninth Stage of the Nascent Soul, I don't think anyone can hurt me."
Ji Han lowered his head and cupped his hands in a salute: "It's my disciple who is stupid."
In fact, if Lu Xingyun paid a little attention at this time, he would be able to see the corner of Ji Han's mouth that could not help but rise slightly, Nascent Soul Jiuzhong?Just now, if he hadn't blocked it, the neck of the Nascent Soul Jiuzhong in front of him would have been scratched by this man himself...
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