Today Zhang Muyang came out to relax and had no intention of paying attention to such people, so he waved his hand and said, "No

Thank you." After saying that, he was about to leave, but he obviously underestimated the other party's idea of ​​committing death. He directly blocked Zhang Muyang and said, "You can't help it."

Zhang Muyang didn't even look at him and said, "If you block the road again, I will call the security guard."

When he heard Zhang Muyang calling for security guard, the young man blocking the road laughed and said, "Okay, stop pretending. I know you are a monk, so I came to find you. For people like us, what's the use of security guards? Don't think about pretending to slap in the face in front of your female companion."

This guy has been talking nonsense. Zhang Muyang was too lazy to listen and just bypassed and prepared to leave. But the more he did this, the less he would let him go.

"Friend, what do you mean? I sincerely make friends with you. Do you say you don't like me, Nangong Yeming?"

Zhang Muyang looked at him with a dead fish eye and nodded and said, "You guessed it, I'm out for vacation today, so don't look for me."

Nangong Yeming was almost choked to death by Zhang Muyang's straightforward words, and he even admitted shamelessly. This is too disrespectful to him.

Seeing Zhang Muyang pulling his female companion away from her way, Nangong Yeming didn't do anything. Although he considered himself noble, he still disdained to do something behind his back.

"Okay, there's a time when you boy regrets it."

Zhou Anya followed Zhang Muyang and saw that the man walked away before asking: "Muyang, I think that person is not simple either. Will we offend him if we do this?"

Zhang Muyang said: "If you offend me, you will offend me. Are there few people I offend? Well, let's not talk about him anymore. Tell me about your conditions. You won just now."

"I just said it casually, you took it seriously."

"Is that true? Then forget it, this is what you said."

Zhou Anya wanted to be polite, but she didn't expect that Zhang Muyang wouldn't climb along the pole at all, but instead avoided it like she was avoiding trouble. She couldn't help but pinched Zhang Muyang's waist and said, "I was just a joke. How could I let you go if I had a chance to cheat you?"

"Then just say it." Zhang Muyang stopped teasing her and asked.

Zhou Anya was confused for a moment, then made up her mind and said, "I want to ask you to teach me how to practice."

"Yeah, call me dad."

"ha?"

Zhou Anya has made all kinds of preparations. Whether Zhang Muyang agrees or not, she has it.

She said that even if she couldn't practice, she didn't want to lose such a friend, but she never expected that Zhang Muyang would say such a sentence. This made all her original manuscripts turn into vain.

"Don't mess around, I'll talk to you about the serious business."

Zhang Muyang took a sip of tea and nodded, "I didn't mess with you, what I'm talking about is the serious matter."

Looking at Zhang Muyang's serious expression, Zhou Anya didn't know what she remembered, and her face suddenly turned red and said, "Zhang Muyang, you are such a person, I misread you."

Originally, it was just a joke. Seeing that the other party was a little angry, Zhang Muyang stopped making trouble. He said, "Have you ever heard of being a teacher for a day and being a father for life? I teach you how to practice, you are my disciple. What I meant just now was that you agreed, where did you want to go."

After listening to Zhang Muyang's explanation, Zhou Anya's face turned redder. She thought she was her godfather, so she pinched herself hard and tried her best to look normal. After saying, "I didn't think about anything. I mean, can I not take you as my teacher." Zhou Anya had her little girl in her heart. She heard that love for her master and apprentice is a taboo in her practice, so she didn't want to lock herself in a layer of shackles.

"That's not easy to deal with." This matter was simply easy for Zhang Muyang. Not only did he have many martial arts, but there were still hundreds of ways to practice the golden elixir of foundation-building. Doing so now is simply to satisfy his own evil taste.

Zhou Anya didn't know what Zhang Muyang was thinking. In her impression, there were very strict regulations on practice and even martial arts, so she could only beg Zhang Muyang.

She held Zhang Muyang's arm, with a slight sense of coquettishness: "Muyang, please beg you, okay? As long as you help me practice, I will agree to you any request."

This is the sentence again.

Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows, deliberately pretending to be lustful and said, "Are you serious?"

Zhou Anya looked at Zhang Muyang and nodded seriously. She knew that Zhang Muyang was not the kind of lewd hooligan, otherwise, with his identity, countless women would have been pounced on her arms. Seeing that she was so formal, Zhang Muyang would not be able to tease her anymore. If it was passed to Ling Bing or Bai Ling'er's ears, she would have a lot of trouble.

He coughed lightly and said seriously: "It's not impossible for you to practice, but you have to give me a reason, or why do you want to practice immortality."

Zhou Anya was stunned for a moment, reason: I don’t want you to pull it farther and farther away? Don’t I want to be old and deteriorated in decades and be forgotten by you?

She pondered for a moment and said, "I want to make myself better."

Hum? This is a novel reason, can you make yourself better? Or is it really breaking the essence of practice in one sentence. Zhang Muyang smiled and said, "This reason is so barely enough, but practice requires qualifications. Not everyone can practice. If you don't have the qualifications to practice, I..." When Zhang Muyang said this, he paused.

When Zhou Anya, who had originally heard Zhang Muyang agree to her, her heart fell into the cold river again and was beating. Fortunately, she had seen the world and had a good ability to bear it. She didn't look ugly. But her eager little eyes kept staring at Zhang Muyang.

Zhang Muyang took a breath and said, "I have some idea, too."

After hearing this, Zhou Anya also understood that Zhang Muyang was teasing her and glared at Zhang Muyang with shame and anger.

Zhang Muyang laughed and said, "Don't be angry, raise your hand."

Although he didn't understand what Zhang Muyang was going to do, Zhou Anya obediently reached out her hand, and when her little hand was grabbed by Zhang Muyang, her face turned red again. This kind of redness is different from the moment, but a kind of spring heart that is radiant, the pure feeling of a girl. It is simply beautiful and incomparable.

Unfortunately, Zhang Muyang's attention was all on Zhou Anya. A few minutes later, Zhang Muyang said: "Okay."

Zhou Anya was stunned for a moment, quickly packed up her little girl's posture, and asked, "What's the point? I... can I practice?"
Chapter completed!