When Wu Que came to this village, he could barely move, under the supervision of Dongfang Qingcheng, Wu Que became a disciple.

Wu Que did not call her master. In his heart, only the sword emperor was his master.

As for Dongfang Qingcheng, he became a disciple to survive, just call him a master.

Dongfang Qingcheng didn’t have to worry about these small problems.

Seeing Wu Que's depressed look, Dongfang Qingcheng guessed that this kid was probably hit.

"Xiao Wu, look, what delicious food did I make for you?"

Wu Que looked at the two pheasants and was very scared. The things made by Dongfang Qingcheng were unpalatable and had to be eaten.

Wu Que doesn't want to speak.

Dongfang Qingcheng comforted: "Xiaowu, don't think too much. You just want to practice. It's okay if you lose your dantian. I'll find a way to let you practice."

"By the way, a few years ago, a person from Piaomiao Sword Sect came out, named Wu Que, and he didn't have a Dantian. It is said that he practiced a sword technique and was very powerful."

"When my master meets him, my master will rob him of his cultivation method and give it to you to practice."

Wu Que is full of black lines.

Next to the village, inside the cabin bought by Dongfang Qingcheng.

Seeing Dongfang Qingcheng making soup, making the room full of smoke, Wu Que felt that he couldn't eat soft food, so he had to do it himself.

The main reason is that the things made by Dongfang Qingcheng are too unpalatable.

Eating that dark soup every day is simply tormenting.

Wu Que started by himself, "Master, I'll do it. You are the master and you can't let you take care of me all the time."

Dongfang Qingcheng raised his head, Wu Que held it in his arms, didn't laugh, his face was so gorgeous!

“Hahaha~.”

Wu Que finally couldn't hold it in.

"What are you laughing at?" Dongfang Qingcheng said in a cold tone. Wu Que knew that this woman had such virtue and directly ignored her coldness.

"It's okay, it's okay, Master, I'll do it. I'm not good at my body and can't use my strength. Master helps me get some water back."

Dongfang Qingcheng went out, beside the well, she saw the reflection in the water and was stunned for a moment, understanding what Wu Que was laughing at.

"I have no conscience, I take care of you so much, you laugh at me!"

Dongfang Qingcheng washed his face and returned with the water. Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the bird was only the size of a fist, and the whole body was pure white feathered.

This kind of bird is a second-grade monster. It flies extremely fast and can imitate human voices.

"Qingcheng, hurry back to the sect, something happened."

After the bird said that, it spread its wings and flew away.
Chapter completed!