When the master heard this, he did not reply whether he agreed or not. He just said: "You evil disciple, do you have anything else to do? Just kneel down if you have nothing to do."

"By the way, Master, there is one last thing."

Liu Zhenying stretched out another finger and smiled very slyly: "Master, help me make some money."

This request made Master's heart throb, and he shook off the dust and hummed: "The light will crush your Master's evil obstacles."

On the one hand, Liu Zhenying obeyed his master's orders and knelt obediently, while on the other hand, Qu Xiaojue was led by Senior Brother Tan into a side room with the door ajar.

Senior Brother Tan saluted him: "Donor Qu, Master is inside, please come in."

"Thanks."

The woolen coat was put on his arms. He stepped forward and pushed open the door. He saw the master sitting on the chair directly in front of him. His eyes were closed tightly, his hands were clasped together, resting on his abdomen. He exhaled evenly and without anger or authority.

His appearance is quite similar to that of an outsider in a TV series.

Qu Xiaojue took a step forward and put his coat aside. The usually elegant and unruly figure knelt down on the futon in front of the master in the next second. He called out in a gentle and non-aggressive voice: "Master

.”

Hearing the sound, the master slowly opened his eyes, and surprise flashed across his brows: "You are actually willing to kneel to me?"

"Why not?"

Qu Xiaojue asked back, his tone calm and composed: "You have raised Liu Zhenying since she was a child. She is called master, but she is actually her father. As the person who will spend the rest of her life with her, it is my duty to kneel to heaven and to my parents.

"

Even when he was kneeling on the ground, he appeared polite and without any airs in front of outsiders.

Master has traveled all over the country for so many years and has met many people. Naturally, it is natural to see at a glance that he is too sharp and cold under his seemingly gentle disguise.

"Yes." The master only responded: "Get up."

But Qu Xiaojue didn't move. His face was very dignified and he could not even be humiliated by kneeling down. He said in a low voice, "Master, I want to ask you a favor."

This was said so naturally, as if it was a matter of course.

The master looked at his posture and couldn't help but have a bad taste in his heart. Didn't Zhenying not want him to know about her decline in cultivation?

Then I... let him know.

With his feet on the ground, Master stood up and said, "As Zhenying's fiancé, I wonder if you have noticed any recent changes in her?"

"Is Master talking about her decline in cultivation?"

"You know."

"This is exactly what I want to ask you to help me with."

Only then did the master become more interested: "Tell me."

Qu Xiaojue opened his thin lips slightly. In addition to the gentleness he deliberately created, there was also an indescribable sense of oppression. He said word by word: "I would like to ask you to make a formation or draw a talisman, which can prevent Zhenyi from suffering in the future."

The harm was transferred to me."

As soon as these words came out, Master was so shocked that his fingertips trembled: "What did you say?"

"I said, I want to transfer all the harm that Zhenyi will have to endure in the future to my body." His head hit the ground, which was so heavy that it made people feel a thump in their hearts, and then they heard his voice in an understatement: "It's okay.

Please master, please help me."

…

It was already five hours after Liu Zhenying knelt down to finish the stick of incense. Looking at the fire that had completely disappeared, she immediately collapsed on the ground, rubbed her numb legs, and hissed, her cheeks bulging.

He stood up and murmured to himself: "When did this fragrance become so thick again? The longest it used to be was clearly three and a half hours."

After waiting for a while, she stood up and walked out of the main hall, dragging her legs that still felt a little numb. When she opened the door, she saw Qu Xiaojue sitting on the steps under the moonlight, wearing a black woolen coat and holding his arms in his arms.

Compared with his usual capable and relaxed attitude, he was actually a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!