The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 706 The direct disciple is the demon king (36)

   "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

  Sang Jian saw a trace of seriousness in Yun Xian's eyes.

  She pondered for a moment, then asked uncertainly: "Are you worried about your future experience in the secret realm?"

  Besides this, Sang Jian didn't know why he was worried about whether he would die.

  Cloud string: "."

  He took a deep breath indiscriminately, and replied softly: "Yes."

   "Will Master erect a monument for me?"

  It doesn't matter to replace the dead ghost, the point is whether she will always remember herself after he dies.

   "Didn't I say I'd go with you?"

  Sang Jian took a piece of pastry and fed it to Yun Xian's mouth, "Where I am, you will be fine."

  “.”

  Her words made Yun Xian stunned.

  He subconsciously opened his mouth and ate the pastry that Sang Jian fed him.

  It's so sweet.

  Yun Xian doesn't like sweets, but he often buys them after hearing from the pastry shop owner that girls generally like sweets.

  It is really sweet, bursting out from the bottom of my heart.

  Master said that with her around, nothing would happen to him.

  Since this is the case, what is the purpose of her giving herself the magic sword and letting him hide it?

   Or, what you said just now was just to appease his emotions?

   Yun Xian was a little dazed for a while, but the pastry in his mouth made him sweet from the beginning to the end.

  He thought, even if it was a lie, he would admit it.

  Because he didn't see any signs of joking on her face.

  She is so serious.

  He was so serious that he felt that even if the demon king appeared in front of him now, he would not have the slightest regret.

   "Master, you are so kind." Yun Xian couldn't help sending Sang Jian a good person card.

   Sang Jian has been listening to this kind of talk almost every day recently, and he has been immune to it.

   "So that's what you're asking?"

  Yun Xian didn't answer her question, glanced at the last piece of pastry on the plate, and asked softly, "Master, can I have another piece?"

  Sang Jian picked up the last piece without hesitation and stuffed it into Yun Xian's mouth.

  Yun Xian hooked his lips slightly.

  Suddenly realized something, a little unhappy, "Master doesn't like to eat this?"

  If she likes to eat, how can he have his share?

   Especially the last piece!

  Sang Jian clapped her hands and said softly, "It's too sweet."

  Yun Xian breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really sweet, I'll buy something else for Master tomorrow."

  Sang Jian nodded, and was about to say something, when there was movement from the barrier not far away.

  A man's voice sounded from outside, "Old Ancestor, Yang Ming begs to see you!"

  The two people's good lunch break and chat time were interrupted, and Yun Xian's mood sank.

  When Sang Jian heard the name, he patted Yun Xian on the shoulder, "Hurry up, business is here."

   "Yes." Yun Xian replied, stood up reluctantly, and went to welcome Yang Ming in.

  This Yang Ming is no ordinary disciple, but one of the elders of Qianfeng Sect.

   It wasn't from the original owner's year, but from the Qianfeng sect who joined later.

  The reason why Sang Jian knew him was because she told Mu Lan last time that if someone wants a pill, he can bring money to her.

  After that, she specially studied these elders, just waiting for them to come to the door.

   Those junior disciples have no courage and no money to come to her, so her clients are basically these elders.

   It’s not easy to get one, I want to slaughter it!

  Yang Ming looked like a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s. After being brought in by Yun Xian, he greeted Sang Jian respectfully and exchanged some pleasantries.

  What did he say and what did Sang see back, and he didn't ask him the purpose of coming here at all.

   When asking for someone, naturally you have to wait for the requesting party to take the initiative.

  It would look cheap if she asked first.

  (end of this chapter)