Chapter 225: Apprentice, he is sticky and fierce (9)
The girl suddenly got up and approached, her eyes lowered, and her gaze fell on the boy's hand hidden in his sleeve.
The wind took a step forward.
Nan Qing was stunned, and subconsciously retreated.
Clang.
The chair fell to the ground.
The young man looked at Feng Qian with a wary expression.
Feng Qian didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so big, and was a little stunned for a while.
The girl withdrew her hand.
Feng Qian pursed her lips and spread her palms.
The girl, Bai Nen's palm, lay a red rope tied with a silver bell.
Feng Qian said slowly: "This is a gift for you. Wherever you go in the future, if you can't find me, shake the bell three times, and I will be able to find you."
This is the original owner's treasure.
Chihiro Bell.
The fragments of this plane are just pitiful.
Give this to him.
In case of danger, she is not by her side, so she can find him.
Nan Qing was also a little startled. He quietly lowered his eyes and looked at the red rope in the girl's palm.
Silent lips.
half an hour.
The teenager spit out two words: "Thank you."
Feng Qian blinked.
"Shall I tie it for you?"
Nan Qing hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.
The young man lowered his eyes.
The sun fell on the boy's long eyelashes, drawing a faint silhouette.
He took a slight step forward and raised his hand.
The gray sleeves slipped, revealing a beautiful white wrist bone.
The boy's hands are white with distinct joints.
very nice.
Feng Qian looked at it, slowly approached, and gently tied the red rope.
The fingertips accidentally touched the boy's wrist.
Nan Qing couldn't help but stiffen.
silent.
The young man blinked his long eyelashes and looked down at the red rope on his wrist.
There was a bit of confusion in the bottom of his eyes.
After tying up.
The boy gently lowered his wrist, and with this subtle movement, the silver bell made a subtle and crisp sound.
Good to hear.
Nan Qing lowered his eyes silently.
As long as you shake it three times, you can... find him.
Feng Qian looked at the little boy in front of him.
this plane.
She was sixteen, and Shard was ten.
Originally, I thought that the feng shui could take turns and she would raise the debris.
Ugh.
Fragments are so old and solitary.
Not like a child either.
Thinking of the previous plane, Fragment said indifferently to help her take a bath.
Feng Qian always wanted to find a chance to return it.
pity.
Fragments of this plane are ten years old.
Still so defensive about her now.
It looks like... not anymore.
Feng Qian suddenly thought.
In this plane, there is a deed.
Once the master and apprentice forge a contract, it is to announce the master-apprentice relationship to the whole world.
And this deed can only be used once in a lifetime.
Once established, no more apprentices can be accepted.
Unless... break the contract.
Feng Qian looked up at the young man and raised his hand.
Spiritual power forms a seal.
The girl thought for a while, and her mind moved slightly.
The red deed seal fell on the wrists of the two.
The red light faded.
A red mark was left on the fair skin.
tiny.
like a flower.
Nan Qing looked down at the mark on the wrist in doubt.
"what is this?"
The young man asked quietly.
Feng Qian raised his hand slowly, revealing the red mark on his fair wrist that was exactly the same as Nan Qing.
"This means that we are masters and apprentices."
Nan Qing: "..."
The boy quietly lowered his eyes and looked at it, and after a while he spit out a word: "Oh."
Just now he saw the pattern formed by the girl's spiritual power in the void.
It was the first time he saw someone use spiritual power.
From the respectful attitude of Emperor Jing Guo towards the girl, he could see it.
The opponent should be very powerful.
Otherwise, there would be no ability to take him out of the cold palace.
Thinking of this, the young man suddenly lowered his head a little sadly.
But……
He is useless.
I don't even know what cultivation is.
Why does she want to be nice to him.
Both attitude and behavior are good.
So good...it made him suspicious.
Now, he is accepted as a disciple again.
Nan Qing pursed his lips.
The boy was silent.
Just...let's consider her a teacher for now.