Little Fairy's Choice of Husband

Qing Su stared downcastly at the clothes she was holding in her hands, and replied: "Master ordered his disciples to come and deliver clothes to Master Uncle."

Wu Ze looked at Qing Su's unlucky face, couldn't hold it anymore, jumped down from the steps in one step, brushed the clothes in his hands, and said with a low laugh, "Thank you, little fairy!"

Qing Su was taken aback for a moment, seeing Wu Ze blinking at him non-stop, he was immediately in high spirits.

"How is it? How does it feel to be the master's apprentice?" Qing Su quickly returned to normal.

"It's only been a day, so how do you know what's going on? But, let me tell you, now, I'm your uncle, you have to treat your two great disciples well, otherwise, hehe, I will definitely go Report to Senior Sister!"

The two got together and whispered for a while.

A cold cough sounded on the stone steps.

Wu Ze immediately jumped from the bottom of the steps to the top of the steps.

Qing Su also hastened to pay homage: "Disciple pays homage to master!"

Qing Xun nodded lightly.

Before Qing Xun asked, Qing Su took the initiative to explain: "The door is distributing costumes to the new disciples, and the master ordered the disciples to get them for the uncle."

"Yeah." Qing Xun nodded slightly again.

Qing Su couldn't help swallowing dryly.

Wu Ze knew how he felt, took a step back, hid behind Qing Xun, and stuck out his tongue at him.

Qing Su lowered his head with a suppressed smile.

Qing Xun raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, as if he didn't notice the private communication between the two.

After Qing Su left, Wu Ze looked at the clothes in his arms, and excitedly asked Qing, "Master, I'm going to see if it fits right now."

Before Qing Xun agreed, she had already disappeared.

In the room, Wu Ze unfolded the clothes of the same color as Yun Yao.The difference from Yun Yao is that hers is a Taoist robe, while Wu Ze's is the style of a lay disciple.

Wu Ze couldn't wait to put the blue and white clothes on himself.

As soon as she put it on, she was dumbfounded. Her figure was fatter than before, so there was no sense of beauty.

I still want to abduct him back to Wenzelu, how can I do it with such an appearance.At this time, Wu Ze couldn't help but start to envy the male rabbit with long ears.

After several hesitations, Wu Ze made up his mind, and painstakingly removed three layers of the inner clothes for the sake of saying that women want to please himself.Putting on this coat in this way makes it more or less pleasing to the eye.

After Wu Ze left, Qing Xun stood there without moving.When Wu Ze came out again, when he looked back, there seemed to be something floating in his eyes.

"Master!" Wu Ze waited expectantly for Qing Xun's praise.

But Qingxun only glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, and said: "I have thought about it as a teacher, and to make it easier for you, from today onwards, I will teach you the art of controlling the sword first."

Wu Ze couldn't help curling his lips secretly, the beauty trick failed.

Qing Xun flicked his sleeves, and a light wooden sword floated in front of Wu Ze.

"Master, actually, you don't need to be so eager to teach your disciples how to control the sword. I think it's very convenient to sit on the cloud you brought in..." Wu Ze barely heard the second half of his words.

Qing Xun glanced at her, and continued: "I'll pass on the formula to you right now, you should memorize it carefully."

Reluctantly, Wu Ze stretched out his hand to take the wooden sword.

God, it's so cold!Wu Ze trembled, trembling all over.

Qing Xun lowered his head and began to chant the spell, not noticing Wu Ze's abnormality.

Qing Xun didn't say to Wu Ze until after he finished reading, "Try to recite it once and see how much you can remember."

Amidst the large expanse of flying snow, Wu Ze's expression became a little weird, and his face also became bloodless.

She opened her mouth with difficulty, but she felt that her lips were stiff and she couldn't utter a word.

Qing Xun looked back, his expression changed, and he hurriedly walked to his apprentice.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Wu Ze's wrist, just as his fingertips touched her skin, his heart skipped a beat.

"Ze!"

Qing Xun called urgently, but Wu Ze only moved his eyes.

Qing Xun reached out and pulled out the wooden sword she held in her hand.Unexpectedly, the wooden sword seemed to be frozen in her hands.Qing Xun tapped his hand, the wooden sword became smaller, flew out of Wu Ze's hand, fell to the ground, and returned to its original shape.

Qing Xun frowned and thought, and performed a spell to make Wu Zeping, who was almost frozen into an ice cube, fly into Tianyi Pavilion.After entering the palace, he thought again and brought her to his room.

Wu Zeping was lying on Qingxun's bed, only a pair of eyes could move with difficulty.

Qing Xun sat beside the bed, with a thought, the quilt that flew to Wu Ze's room last night, together with Wu Ze's own bed, flew over and covered Wu Ze directly.

He stretched out his hands to help Wu Ze's shoulders, and tucked the corners of the quilt, and then, with his hands in the air, he slowly walked over Wu Ze's body.A wave of warmth spread across Wu Ze's body in an instant.

Although she couldn't move her body, her mind was still clear.She stared at the anxiety on Qing Xun's face, and she was overjoyed.The beauty trick just now didn't work, but he didn't expect it to be wrong, and the bitter trick succeeded.

As his body warmed up, Wu Ze's hands and feet recovered.She stared at the red mark on Qing Xun's forehead, and was lost in thought for a moment.

"how do you feel?"

Wu Ze rolled his eyes, and didn't answer, his staring eyes didn't even turn.She knew that this was an opportunity not to be missed.

Seeing that Wu Ze didn't answer, Qing Xun continued to perform the spell.

Wu Ze's face has turned rosy, Qing Xun hesitated slightly, lifted the outer quilt, stretched it towards Wu Ze's wrist.

Wu Ze's already rosy face flushed instantly.She was originally afraid of the cold, but now her face was hot, and she suddenly felt that Qing Xun's cold fingers were very comfortable.

Withdrew his finger, Wu Ze knew that his bitter calculation was over.

"Thank you Master for saving me!" Wu Ze sat up.

Qing Xun frowned: "Your blood seems to be different from ordinary people, it changes with the surrounding temperature, do you know why?"

"I don't know, it's just that I'm afraid of the cold when I urinate since I was a child, so I don't go out much in winter, so I wear so many clothes..." Wu Ze sneaked a few guilty glances at Qing Xun. He lowered his head in thought, not noticing the look on her face.

"Is your sister like this too?" Qing Xun looked up.

"She is also afraid of the cold, but not as serious as me." Wu Ze replied, "Master, I will go back and put on those clothes, and then I will learn the art of controlling the sword from you."

Qing Xun got up and walked towards the long case: "Forget it, you can stay in the room today."

Wu Ze secretly rejoiced, it seems that this fear of the cold is not all a bad thing.

Qing Xun walked to the bookshelf behind the long case, took a booklet from above, put it on the case, and said to Wu Ze: "When you feel better, come down and copy this five thousand words."

Wu Ze was stunned for a moment, with a bitter face, and said again and again: "No, no, Master, the disciple is all healed, let's go learn the art of controlling the sword."

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