Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 7
Song Heqing patted her head, feeling a chill.

"Master, why do you want to take my head? I don't want to die."

The child looked at Jiang Yu aggrievedly, with tears in his eyes.

"I asked you to take your head away! Don't lean on my shoulder."

Jiang Yu slapped Song Heqing's head away.

Song Heqing touched his head and giggled.

Jiang Yu got up and lit the candle, and asked Song Heqing to come over.

She casually took out a few rare and out-of-print secret books and threw them on the table.

"Now that you're here, it saves me having to look for you again."

"have a look."

Jiang Yu pointed to the cheat book on the table.

Song Heqing picked up the table in confusion and whispered softly: "Crane chirping? This is..."

"You want to practice the sword manual of Qing Dao? You should look at other things."

Jiang Yu suddenly became interested and was willing to answer this question for this young apprentice he picked up halfway.

Song Heqing looked at the secret book in his hand and was about to open it when he was suddenly stopped by Jiang Yu.

"Master?"

Jiang Yu saw that the child was about to read it when he picked it up, so he quickly stopped him.

“You must learn after seeing it.”

This is Jiang Yu's rule.

The child lowered his head and silently looked at the secret book in his hand. After a moment, he raised his head, stared at Jiang Yu with bright eyes and said, "I will learn this."

Jiang Yu felt a little sorry for the child's determination and said with a smile: "I have many other books. Are you sure you want this one?"

"determine."

Song Heqing has never been more certain than now.

The moment I got it, I felt something was affecting me. Maybe it was fate.

Jiang Yu didn't know what the child was thinking.

"For those who are sentimental, the road to seeking the Tao in this life will be more bumpy than for those who are heartless."

"I am not afraid of Master."

Looking at Song Heqing's firm eyes, Jiang Yu patted his back and said, "Boy, you have some backbone."

"Okay, you can go back."

Song Heqing was holding the sword manual and was slipped out of the door by Jiang Yuti. He watched blankly as Jiang Yu closed the door tightly.

"Master?"

Song Heqing lay beside the door and banged the door hard.

"Master?"

"Go back to sleep!"

The door frame vibrated slightly, and there was a muffled sound. I don't know if something behind the door hit it.

Sensing Jiang Yu's anger, Song Heqing did not dare to knock on the door again.

The moonlight is like water, slanting in front of the door.

The peach blossoms beside the door were in full bloom. Under the moonlight, they became more dazzling and gave off a strange luster.

In the room, someone suddenly sat up under the curtain.

Jiang Yu opened the curtains and hung them on both sides, gently raised his hand, and the coat on the screen immediately flew back to his hands.

Put on your coat.

As soon as he opened the door, he felt something pressing on his legs.

Dead dead.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel a trace of human warmth and a familiar breath, Jiang Yu resisted the urge to kick the person out, otherwise Song Heqing would have taken off from the same place by now.

Jiang Yu looked at the child who was sleeping soundly and shook his head helplessly. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to go back to his own room to sleep than to sleep by her door?

The peach blossoms on the right side of the courtyard are getting more and more colorful, and the pink peach petals fly up one by one, forming a huge circle, flying across the sky and the ground in the dark night.

Jiang Yu picked up Song Heqing and placed him on the bed beside him. After covering him with a thin quilt, he immediately walked out.

This is too exciting!

The little peach tree she has raised for more than 700 years is finally taking its shape.

Fang Yi stepped out of the room.

Blue and white lightning suddenly appeared on the horizon.

Then there was a roar.

Thunder Tribulation is here.

Thick clouds rolled and gathered toward the sky, swift as a dragon.

Lightning was caught in the black clouds, rolling over a small courtyard with devastating force.

"Master, please help me."

Jiang Yu turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from. No one was there, but he saw peach blossoms spinning and condensing in the air.

"You know how to beg me now? I haven't seen you say a word to me on weekdays."

"There are always a lot of people in your yard. I don't dare to talk randomly for fear of scaring them."

"There is nothing in my yard..."

Wait... It seems that there are indeed many spies who come to visit from time to time.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "It would be better to scare them to death."

Once disaster strikes, people will inevitably be hurt accidentally.

The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are relatively heavy with smoke and fire, unlike the plants in the mountains, which can concentrate on cultivation and nourish the spirit of heaven and earth.

Lei Jie also generally does not come.

This little peach tree, with his blessing, really gave him the opportunity to transform.

Jiang Yu looked at the lightning hovering above his head, folded his hands and separated them, and an ice-blue long sword slowly took shape.

The small courtyard is shrouded in sword light, isolating the connection with the outside world.

Jiang Yu pointed his hands directly upward, and an icy blue spiritual light carrying a silver sword light shot straight into the night.

"break!"

The silver-white sword light moved quickly in the black clouds and quickly drew an encirclement.

The furious lightning roared like a crazy dragon and hit the barrier, causing a long roar like a dragon's roar.

In the room, the small window quietly opened a crack, and unknown sight shone out from the dark room.

Song Heqing covered her mouth tightly, her eyes were full of surprise and fear.

Although he knew the moment Jiang Yu fell from the sky that this woman was not an ordinary person, she was probably a casual cultivator somewhere.

But he never thought that the master he was so obsessed with would be someone who dared to fight against the thunder and still remained calm-faced.

When he and his grandfather were dependent on each other, his grandfather told him that now the family of cultivating immortals has declined and the sect of cultivating immortals has been hidden.

But there are still really powerful people who can ascend to the immortal world.

Thinking of this, Song Heqing admired her master even more.

Although Jiang Yu looked easy on the surface, after all, Tianlei is not easy to handle, and she has no intention of distracting and observing the people around her.

She didn't know how deeply her actions left a deep impression on a child.

I don't know how long ago.

The dense clouds gradually dispersed, and the lightning hidden in the black clouds gradually became weaker.

The power of thunder and lightning is getting smaller and smaller.

Suddenly dense raindrops fell. Jiang Yu stood in the rain, his clothes not wet at all, looking up at the sky, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

It's gone!
The peach blossom petals spinning in mid-air did not fall with the raindrops, but instead spun faster and faster in the cold wind and rain.

Constantly condense.

Eventually forming a human-like form.

A man in pink clothes walked out of the rain holding a pink peach blossom umbrella.

There are peach petals floating around, with faces like the Mid-Autumn Moon and colors like spring dawn flowers.

He slowly approached Jiang Yu, with a shy smile on his face, "Thank you, master, for wishing me a happy life today, and my Tao Qian's life will be yours from now on."

Jiang Yu glanced at Tao Qian with disgust, completely ignoring the man's beauty.

"What do I want to do with your life? You really know how to choose the time, go through the tribulation in the middle of the night, and disturb people's dreams."

Jiang Yu slapped the person outside the door, "Go to bed and don't bother me."

Tao Qian wanted to say something else, but suddenly turned her face to the side, and unexpectedly met familiar eyes.

"Master's little apprentice?"

Song Heqing stiffened and quickly closed the window, no longer looking at the people outside.

"You have seen it all."

Jiang Yu's voice came from the ear.

Song Heqing remained silent, wrapped tightly in the quilt, not daring to move, trying to get through.

(End of this chapter)