Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 112 My Master Wants to Kill Me 4

Ever since Sword Master accepted Yu Zhiqing as his disciple, Xi Nan had his eyes on Yu Zhiqing.

Why would the Sword Master accept this little bastard who came from nowhere as his disciple?

He was not reconciled.

Now, he just happened to hear that Sword Master was not at home, and he would definitely not miss this opportunity.

However, the bastard lowered his head sullenly at that time, and he could not see his face clearly.

Is it as cute as it is now?

"elder brother?"

Yu Zhiqing tilted his head and asked again.

Xi Nan came to his senses and pushed Yu Zhiqing away fiercely, saying viciously: "Who is your brother! You little bastard, don't recognize relatives randomly!!"

Yu Zhiqing didn't stand firmly and fell to the ground with a "bang", and his hand was cut.

He looked at his injured hand, his face wrinkled, and he sobbed: "It hurts... Qingqing, it hurts so much..."

He cried and pouted his lips close to his palm, whispering to himself: "Blow it and it won't hurt... oooo..."

Bai Jihei felt so distressed in his mind that he stood up and clenched his fat fists: [Master, don't cry. I will secretly beat him up and avenge him! ! ]

Yu Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh and said, "It doesn't hurt. I'm just pretending to be your master."

[Okay, I appreciate your kindness. Thank you, Brother Xiaohei.]

Bai Jihei scratched his cheek shyly and said nothing.

Si Yuan looked at the pitiful little cub, and his eyes towards Xi Nan were instantly filled with gloomy murderous intent.

Although this little guy is not likable, he is now on his blacklist and he is the only one who can bully him.

How dare someone touch him?!

When he recovers, be the first one to not let him go.

Xi Nan suddenly felt a chill on his neck, but he didn't take it seriously.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked forward and picked up Yu Zhiqing: "Hey, stop crying, or I'll beat you!"

As he spoke, the two followers behind him walked forward and surrounded Yu Zhiqing, giving him a strong sense of oppression.

Yu Zhiqing stopped crying instantly and said with tears in her eyes: "No, I won't cry anymore."

Xi Nan put Yu Zhiqing down with satisfaction, then looked at him for a moment and asked, "Little bastard, what's your name?"

Yu Zhiqing raised her face and cried, "I am not a bastard. My name is Yu Zhiqing. What is your name, brother?"

Xi Nan couldn't help but frown. Has this little guy forgotten the pain after the wound healed?

Why call him brother again?

"My name is Xi Nan, and you are not allowed to call me brother."

"Oh." Yu Zhiqing replied obediently: "Brother Xi Nan."

Before Xi Nan could get angry, he asked again: "What is a spirit chicken?"

He obviously hadn't forgotten what Xi Nan had just said.

Xi Nan thought for a moment and said vaguely: "A good-looking chicken..."

Yu Zhiqing said innocently, "Ah... I haven't seen it before."

Si Yuan: He can lie without batting an eyelid at such a young age. He has a bright future.

Xi Nan also knew that Yu Zhiqing had been staying here all the time, so he definitely had never seen him.

But he came to cause trouble for Yu Zhiqing, not to really look for the spiritual chicken, so he didn't care whether he had seen it or not.

Thinking about it, his expression suddenly became a little impatient: "I don't believe it unless you prove it to me."

"pat"

Yu Zhiqing's tears fell again: "Brother Xi Nan, Qingqing really has never seen it... Don't be mean to Qingqing..."

"Hey, stop crying."

Xi Nan, who had a fierce look on his face just now, was suddenly at a loss of what to do when he saw Yu Zhiqing crying again.

He had never seen anyone cry so much.

Normally, he never cried even when he fought with others or was spanked by Elder Xi. Why did this little kid start crying after just a few words?

Yu Zhiqing's eyes were moist after crying: "Does Brother Xi Nan believe me?"

Xi Nan was afraid that he would cry again, so he nodded and said, "I believe it, I believe it."

This time he didn't correct Yu Zhiqing's way of calling him. Who knows if he would cry again the next second.

It sounds annoying.

Hearing this, Yu Zhiqing stopped crying.

Little guy, I can't control you.

Only then did Xi Nan notice the spiritual fruit and the little fox on the table.

He walked forward with a curious look on his face, pointed at the little fox and asked, "What is this?"

How could this pitch-black thing be mixed with spiritual fruits?

Si Yuan: You little bastard, you’re dead.

Yu Zhiqing quickly ran forward, hugged the little fox into his arms, and said possessively: "This is Xiao Jiao, mine, I can't give it to you."

Xi Nan's face was full of question marks: Xiao Jiao? Are you sure this is not your name?

After Yu Zhiqing finished speaking, he pushed the wild fruit forward and said, "This can be given to Brother Xi Nan."

It’s not worth anything anyway, and he can pick more after he finishes eating.

Xi Nan looked at the pile of spiritual fruits with a complicated expression: "Give it to me?"

"Is this given to you by the Sword Master?"

Sword Master is really generous. Normally, if he wants to eat spiritual fruit, he has to go to Elder Xi to get some food and drinks.

Yu Zhiqing nodded randomly: "Yeah."

Looking at Yu Zhiqing, who looked innocent and naive, Xi Nan, who was always thick-skinned, felt a little ashamed.

Unexpectedly, he came to trouble Yu Zhiqing, and Yu Zhiqing generously treated him to spiritual fruits.

Silly.

Finally, he thought about it seriously, picked up the three spiritual fruits, and said seriously: "Little Bean, since I took your things, I will protect you from now on. If anyone bullies you, come and tell me."

Eat people with short mouths, and take people softly.

He is also a man of principle.

Yu Zhiqing nodded and smiled warmly and sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Xi Nan!"

Si Yuan was speechless: You are so easy to fool. Have you forgotten who bullied you just now?

It was the first time that Xi Nan was looked at like this, and he felt inexplicably embarrassed.

He put a bottle of medicine on the table and said, "Take this medicine and apply it on the wound on your hand. I have something to do and I'll leave first."

Having said that, he left in a hurry without waiting for Yu Zhiqing to thank him.

His two followers quickly followed his pace.

Only after they left did Yu Zhiqing put the little fox back on the table.

He took the medicine, opened it, and sniffed it seriously.

Finally, he frowned, took the medicine away, and muttered, "It smells terrible."

However, after hesitating for a moment, he still applied the medicine on his hands.

Unexpectedly, after just a while, the wound on my hand was completely healed.

Yu Zhiqing looked at his white and tender palms and said in amazement: "Amazing!!"

Si Yuan couldn't help but snort: You are so ignorant, is it necessary to make such a fuss?

Hearing Si Yuan's groan, Yu Zhiqing turned his gaze to him again and said happily: "By the way, Xiao Jiao is also injured, he will be fine after applying the medicine!"

As he said that, he poured all the medicine on Si Yuan's wound.

After waiting for a long time, there was no change in the wound.

There was a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Why, the wound hasn't healed yet?"

Si Yuan: You idiot, how can such inferior medicine possibly repair his wounds?

However, Yu Zhiqing quickly put this problem behind him and picked up the wild fruit and ate it heartlessly.

He ate one, and the little fox ate one, back and forth. Not long after, Yu Zhiqing suddenly yawned.

"Sleepy."

As he said this, he ran to the couch and soon fell asleep.

Si Yuan: Pig.

Unexpectedly, Yu Zhiqing had just fallen asleep for a short time.

Suddenly and silently advanced from a mortal to the peak of the Qi Refining Stage.

Seeing this, Si Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

Then close your eyes again.