Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

"master."

Her beautiful eyes glowed, she changed her position and stretched her head in front of Lang Zimiu.

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After finishing playing with the beautiful girl, Lang Zimiu came to the martial arts training ground.

I plan to try again to see if I can increase Jiang Wuyue's favorability and double the reward.

Doubling it equals the same progress as hers.

In this case, if she asks herself some questions, she won't be able to answer them.

Looking at Jiang Wuyue who was carefully training Lingbo Qianying on the martial arts training ground, he nodded slightly.

Today, she was still wearing gray and black martial arts uniforms, and her tall and graceful figure was fully displayed.

A hint of the charm of a royal sister has begun to appear.

From the corner of her eye, Jiang Wuyue caught sight of Lang Zimiu standing with his hands behind his back under the martial arts training ground. He paused slightly and stopped.

Walk towards him.

"master."

When she got close to Lang Zimiu, she called out with a little respect, but her beautiful little face still had a hint of coldness.

It seemed that no matter how hard I tried to cover it up, I couldn't completely cover up this hint of coldness.

"Have you been practicing well these two days?"

he asked softly.

"The master's teachings are very detailed and very good. The disciples did not encounter any obstacles."

Lang Zimiu narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and looked at her more appreciatively.

She was actually able to practice unimpeded by relying on what she had told her orally.

This understanding is too strong.

Although these cultivation insights and cultivation methods that have been systematically instilled in my mind cover all the details of this body technique.

You can also practice unimpeded, it just takes time to improve your proficiency.

But she was imported into her mind, and what she received was second-hand oral narration.

The two are not the same.

"Your talent and understanding are very good. Keep up the good work and I will take good care of you."

"You will definitely become the number one figure in our Zhongzhou in the future."

"When the time comes, I will have face as a teacher, haha~"

He talked eloquently.

Jiang Wuyue's beautiful eyes trembled slightly when she heard this, she looked at him and said solemnly:

"If such a day comes, this disciple will never forget his master's kindness."

"I just said it casually."

"I am very satisfied to be able to cultivate a proud daughter of heaven for Zhongzhou."

"Repayment and kindness, even if there is no reward, I won't care."

Who would have thought that after he said these few words?

Jiang Wuyue's mood suddenly became excited, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she said hastily:

"Disciple is definitely not an ungrateful person."

Lang Zimiu didn't expect her reaction to be so big, and he was a little stunned.

Then he came back to look at her, his deep eyes looking particularly soft.

"If you have this intention, I will be satisfied."

He put his warm hands on Jiang Wuyue's head and rubbed it gently, giving the impression of an elder doting on a younger one.

Jiang Wuyue was slightly startled when he saw this, and stopped his slightly excited emotions.

Feeling the touch on the top of her head, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

The heartbeat speeds up slightly.

From a young age, because of her excellent talent, everyone treated her as the daughter of heaven, even her father.

Moreover, she has not seen her mother since she can remember, and her father is also vague about this, and has not clearly told her where her mother has gone.

Therefore, she has been particularly lonely since she was a child, and naturally developed such a cold temperament, making others even more afraid to approach her.

But the handsome and mature man in front of her seemed not to treat her like others, but as an eighteen-year-old girl...

His beautiful eyes trembled slightly, enjoying the feeling of being touched on the head.

This seems to fill her...

The empty space in my heart...

The care of elders...

After realizing the strange thoughts in his mind, a slight blush appeared on his cold cheeks.

Then he broke away from his big hand, took two steps back, and stuttered:

"I, I will continue to practice, Master."

After saying this, she turned around and strode towards the competition ground, her little heart beating thumpingly.

The corners of Lang Zimiu's lips were slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

He noticed Jiang Wuyue's strange behavior. It seemed that she liked this kind of care from her elders.

[It is detected that disciple Jiang Wuyue’s favorability towards the host has increased from 51 to 60]

[Return on results has been increased from doubled to triple]

[Reward for increasing favorability, a jet black sword (growable type), current grade: Earth Level Low Grade]

(Weapon grade classification: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Upper, Middle and Low Grade)

As the system prompts the words, a jet black sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

His eyes showed joy, he held the hilt of the sword, put the long black sword in front of his eyes, and observed it carefully.

The sword body is slender, jet black, smooth and translucent.

Looks very gorgeous.

After admiring it for a while, he put the jet black sword back into the storage ring.

Then he walked towards the outside of the mansion.

Just as he reached the door.

A white paper crane with spiritual energy flew from the sky.

The paper crane flew in front of him, and Gu Qingcheng's slightly majestic voice came out:

"Lang Zimiu, come to Xuanluan Hall, I have something important to do."

Lang Zimiu stopped when he heard this, thinking that his little lover missed him?

In the name of important things, I want...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the beautiful girl's plump and attractive figure and charming face appeared in his mind.

She is more mature than Ye Zhixuan, like a ripe peach, with very full and juicy juices.

Ye Zhixuan seems a bit raw, but her graceful figure has begun to show a hint of charm, and it is also very delicious. They have different tastes.

With this thought in mind, he strode forward towards Xuanluan Hall, the sect's main peak.

Not long after, they arrived at Xuanluan Hall.

He couldn't wait to walk in and walked straight towards the beautiful girl's boudoir.

It's like entering your own back garden.

When he arrived at the boudoir, he opened the door and walked in. The light fragrance in the room hit his nostrils, making him feel refreshed and at the same time, he felt a little restless.

"Qingcheng, my husband is here, where are you?"