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Chapter 25

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    "I just want him to come, and I can't hide the identity of the heroine when he comes." Mozun said.

    It turns out that the heroine Fengci is the crystallization of the abbot of Fengxiu Academy and the master of Lingxiao Peak, Lao Pengshengzhu.  Unexpectedly, there was such a fate that she gave birth to a beautiful daughter.

    The number one in Xianmen and the number one in the world are the results of the two people's efforts to promote it. With this daughter, both of them hope that she can have a good home instead of wasting time in the monastery.  This matter is extremely secretive. In the original plot, it was not revealed until the finale, when the hero and heroine's child was born.

    Carrying the child all the way to the gate of Zhuifeng Building, Mozun saw Ban Rou sitting on the floor of the gate, holding an awl in his hand, which turned out to be a thorn in the sky.

    Mozun looked at the female disciple who was in a daze, with a clear smile on the corner of his mouth.  He put the child in his arms on the ground, watched her staggeringly step on the cobblestone, then he stood up straight and waved his hand to release the restriction on the door.

    Hearing the sound of the shattering of the ban, Banrou raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and he watched the handsome master lead a little girl towards her in a daze.

    In memory, she was brought back to Lei Yanshan by her master at such an old age.  Before meeting Master, her home was ransacked by robbers and her parents were killed. She escaped because her grandfather hid her in the bottom of the kang.  When she was embraced by her master, Mozun was dressed in black and her whole body was covered in pot bottoms. From that day on, she believed that black was the safest color for people

    Now Master has brought back a little girl again. The little girl has a cute face, beautiful and cute.  She staggered and walked with difficulty, and was finally carried into the chasing wind building by the master.

    "Let's play!" The master patted the little girl's round head with his slender fingers, and the little girl walked away with a curious expression on her face, leaving only the gentle Mozun master and apprentice in front of the door.

    "Master" Ban Rou looked up at her own sky.

    The Mozun watched the little girl run away and said, "Is it cute? When I grow up, I may be your teacher's wife."

    "" Banrou's eyes became hot, and she stammered, "How old is she?"

    "Hmm" Mozun touched his chin and said, "One day I will grow up! Just like you, you will always have the same age as Master in appearance."

    Even if the demon king dies one day, he will still look like a young talent. As long as he doesn't tell him his age, no one will ever know.  But Ban Rou knew that she would grow up and grow old just like that little girl, and they didn't have the long lifespan of the Demon Lord and the ability to maintain their appearance.

    Master's eyes will not be on her forever, Ban Rou suddenly realizes that Master wants her, but will never wait for her.  Driven by a feeling of reluctance, she got up from the ground and tiptoed to kiss Master's cheek.

    Mozun stretched out his hand to block it, "You girl is bold!"

    "Master doesn't like me?" Pan Rou's eyes were full of panic.

    "Yes." The demon took a step back and said, "With a new female disciple, we just need to wait for her to grow up. I can afford to wait."

    After the words fell, Mozun chased after his new female disciple.  Banrou froze in place, changed her mind so quickly?  Did Master really mean it when he said he liked her?

    Banrou chased after her master and came to the study where the Snake King Grass was.

    The green branches and emerald green leaves of King Snake Grass make the new girl like it very much. She wants to touch the tip of the plant, but she is not tall enough.

    Mozun lifted the little girl up and let her sit on his lap. This height just touched the tip of the snake king grass, and she would not be uncomfortable being hugged.

    It was obviously a very warm scene, but Ban Rou was jealous.  She seemed to see herself who was nearly forty years old, with frost on her temples, looking at the master and the grown-up girl standing together studying Snake King Grass with a look of hatred.  The little girl is wearing a bright yellow dress, her waist is being hugged by the master, the faces of the two under the sun are the same young and delicate, and their appearances match perfectly!

    Tears fell, Banrou turned and left, and the sound of running away made Mozun turn his head.

    The voice of the system sounded in my mind again, "I think it's a good idea for you to wait for the little girl to grow up. After all, Ban Rou is not innocent."

    "Will you become pedantic if you hang out with me in ancient times?" Mozun held the little girl in his arms and took her to the second floor for a visit.  There is no extra emotion on the surface, but the education system is in the consciousness. He said: "I like such experienced women."

    "Uh pick up the leak?"

    "Hehe," Mozun said with a story in his eyes, with a sad expression on his face, as if there was some unspeakable pain, "If I had been as firm as I am now, I wouldn't have died of heartache!"

    Today's departmentIt was with the host when he played the "Gold Medal Supporting Actor". It didn't know what happened before that. Anyway, from the moment he followed him, the Gold Medal Supporting Actor became a super leak-seeking king.

    What he takes pity on are women whose marriages are not going well, their relationship has been frustrated, and even women who have lost hope due to emotional injury.  These women didn't have much ink in the original plot, and some even died silently and were mentioned in just one sentence.  It was such a woman, the host devoted all his body and mind, like a savior betting all his energy on it.

    "The host" The system didn't dare to guess wildly, it was very afraid that the host would get angry.

    Mozun smiled at this time, "The headquarters has all my information. If you are willing to check it yourself, I don't want to recall the past."

    "Oh." The system said: "Wait to end the mission in this world."

    "It's up to you," said the Mozun.

    ? As night falls, the mountain stream is gurgling, the breeze is blowing through the leaves, and the singing of insects and birds is very lively.  Mozun formed a barrier to isolate the sound, lit a lamp and lay down on the couch to read a book.

    Just as he was drowsy, a strange fragrance wafted in from outside the door.  The sound was cut off in the Chasing Wind Building, and the flow of the wind slowed down. The fact that this fragrance could float in meant that someone had blown it with kung fu.

    Currently there are only three people living in the Chasing Wind Tower, the little girl is so young how can she have such skill.  Therefore, this fragrance must be blown softly like an apprentice.

    The Mozun rushed to the window, and made a hole in the window to let the faint fragrance waft out.  Even though he reacted quickly enough, he accidentally inhaled some of it. This disciple was really bold and direct, and he didn't like his playing hard to get with such a simple and rude method.

    Sitting by the window, the scenery in his eyes was spinning. Someone approached and squatted in front of him.

    Pan Rou rarely wore a white gauze dress. She was a little shy and said, "Master, Qin Yanheng likes his disciples to wear it like this. He said that men like it, how about you?"

    Saying such things at this time, do you want to piss me off or do you want to piss me off?

    Mozun looked at his apprentice viciously, but Banrou hung his head in shame, completely ignoring the master's stare.  Looking at this woman, in the original plot, the master and apprentice died together.

    Although Banrou has no memory, his master does.  He inherited the remorse that belonged to the original owner. Apart from keeping his own disciples, the most he had was compassionate tenderness.

    Stretching out her hand, she hugged the man into her arms, because the Demon King was sitting against the wall, Ban Rou felt a little uncomfortable being held in his arms, she wanted to resist being held tightly by the man.

    "Regret?" Mozun's beautiful face was close at hand, and his voice was deep and hoarse.

    Banrou has always known that although Master has a face that resembles a man and a woman, his voice is rough and masculine.  She just didn't expect that when the voice was tainted with repressed emotions, it would make people tremble and look forward to it (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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