Master, Just Wants To Be Salted Fish - MTL

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Lu Li really drank too much. She was leaning against the plum tree, gradually getting drunk and feeling sleepy.

Yun Qingzhi turned his head to look at Master, a little unable to move his eyes.

Then I thought that Master would sleep uncomfortably when sleeping like this. The monks in the Tribulation Period are not easy to get drunk. No matter how mellow spirit wine is, you will not get drunk if you think about it.

Seeing the weather as if it was going to rain, Yun Qingzhi thought about it and got up, hesitating whether to pick up Master.

Yun Qingzhi hesitated that the sky was already dripping rain, she leaned down, picked up the master, and slowly walked towards the master's room.

She gently put Lu Li on the bed, and then covered Lu Li with the quilt.

Yun Qingzhi glanced at the master's sleeping appearance, inexplicably reluctant to leave.

But she still remembered the distinction between respect and inferiority in her heart, and she did not dare to stay in the Master's room for too long.

She has only been to the master's room twice, and the master's room, just like the master's person, reveals a sense of coldness.

Yun Qingzhi went out to continue practicing swords, and her mind unconsciously remembered the scene where Master Cai was in the plum blossom tree.

The sword in her hand gradually engulfed the plum blossoms, and she unexpectedly entered a wonderful realm, as if she could clearly hear the birth and death of every drop of water, and reunion again.

Lu Li felt a strong wave of spiritual power, waking up from his sleep, and flashed to the place where the spiritual power was fluctuating.

It was the little disciple who realized a sword intent, and even faintly explored the edge of the sword domain.

"This sword, the thin water flows long," Yun Qingzhi whispered, and then swiped a sword, plum blossoms mixed with water spirits, brushing over the creatures of Qingyun Peak.

Lu Li nodded. Although Tu'er had just grasped the sword intent, he was very skilled in using it. The conversion between life and death was excellent. It was a sword full of killing intent, but it turned into life.

"Tui'er is really talented in the sword repair team." Lu Li praised Yun Qingzhi's speedily.

"Master! You are awake!" Yun Qingzhi was surprised to see Master behind her, and she was a little bit unspeakable joy.

"Tui'er makes such a big movement, you have to sleep a lot to stay awake." Lu Li half joked.

Yun Qingzhi's smile narrowed: "It's the disciple who disturbed Master."

Lu Li chuckled softly, "Why, it's too late for Master to be happy."

"What do you want to eat tonight? It's a reward? I can't give wine, this meal is still okay." Lu Li said again.

"Master's cooking is delicious." Yun Qingzhi said seriously.

Lu Li chuckled softly: "I don't know when I'm a teacher. When did the disciple learn such likable words? Didn't you learn it with your little senior sister?"

Yun Qingzhi's face turned red: "Master, what the disciple is telling the truth."

"Okay, okay, do you want to do more and ask your friends to have fun together?" Lu Li asked her warmly.

Yun Qingzhi was stunned, and finally shook his head slightly: "No, Master, can I have dinner with Master alone today?"

Lu Li looked at his little disciple's nervous and uneasy eyes, and his heart jumped, but when faced with the little disciple's request, Lu Li really couldn't refuse: "Okay."