The voice came from Guangling Douluo, with a smile on his handsome face as he mocked his disciple mercilessly. Ling Chang'e, who was shaking her short legs, suddenly stopped moving and looked up at him. The innocent look made Guangling Douluo feel itchy, and the smile on his face became even brighter. Looking at his smile, Ling Chang'e glared at him unhappily. At this moment, she was as innocent as a child.
She expressed her emotions unhappily.
"Ah."
Guangling Douluo chuckled again without giving any face, "Little girl, you are not cute at all, and you dare to glare at me?"
"Humph."
Ling Chang'e looked at him angrily.
"Shorty legs." Guangling Douluo also spoke without showing any weakness. They glared at each other, neither of them giving in. Looking at them bickering, Qingluan Douluo frowned slightly but said nothing and remained silent.
It's really hard to bear when two playful people get together. As the old saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. The original Guangling Douluo was not so playful. Now he was more playful and didn't listen to many people.
Not only were they childish, but it also made it difficult for Qingluan Douluo to judge their behavior.
"Bad stuff."
Ling Chang'e immediately responded to Guangling Douluo, her obsidian eyes filled with flames of anger. She pouted and looked at Guangling Douluo with displeasure.
"Shorty legs."
Guangling Douluo spoke again, "Your tricks are too naive to fight me!"
Seeing her angry look, Guangling Douluo's eyes flashed with a smile, and he quickly regained his composure. He still looked indifferent and continued to tease Ling Chang'e with words.
"Humph…"
Ling Chang'e turned her head away angrily. It was unknown whether it was because her body was too young that her mind changed, or whether she thought the Spirit Hall was a safe place. In any case, she relaxed her mind and used childish behavior to face Guangling Douluo.
An unreliable master meets a naive apprentice, and both of them behave childishly.
"Ah."
Guangling Douluo walked up to her, poked her little face with his hand, and said, "Little thing."
The change from calling her short legs to calling her a little thing shows Guangling Douluo's playfulness. This guy was both naive and playful.
"Bad stuff."
Ling Chang'e snorted coldly, "I'm not small at all!"
"What kind of master calls their disciple like that?"
"Me!" Guangling Douluo said without hesitation. He poked her puffy cheek with his finger and said nonchalantly, "It didn't exist before, but it exists now. You called me a bad thing, so you are a little thing. Because you are the apprentice of a bad thing, you are a little thing."
"…"
Looking at Guangling Douluo, who was even more childish than herself, Ling Chang'e felt heavy-hearted. The heavy feeling came from the fact that this person was even more childish than she was, and yet she couldn't do anything about him!
Ah, bad mood and bad self. Ling Chang'e's eyes became moist, and her short legs stopped shaking. Instead, she stared at Guangling Douluo with red eyes, her expression showing extreme aggrievedness.
"Eh!"
Guangling Douluo was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched her head, saying softly, "Okay, little thing. The bad guy is wrong, don't cry."
Seeing that she was about to cry, Guangling Douluo spoke to comfort her and stopped teasing her. If he continued teasing her, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight!
Children are indeed scary creatures!
Qingluan Douluo, who had been watching all of this happen silently, shook his head helplessly, but a smile appeared on his cold face. There was always something that could defeat something else. Finally, someone could overcome Guangling Douluo's lawless nature.
"You will have a hard time!"
"Humph…"
Ling Chang'e's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her cheeks. Guangling Douluo immediately wiped her tears. He was still using words to comfort Ling Chang'e, leaning over to look her in the eye. The next second, a chubby little hand poked his handsome cheek, and then a silver bell-like laugh rang out instantly. The moment he heard the laughter, Guangling Douluo frowned slightly and realized that he had been fooled!
This little thing is so cunning!
"Eh!"
Ling Chang'e's tears disappeared instantly, with some tear marks remaining on her face. However, she supported her face with her hands and made a face at Guangling Douluo.
This could be said to be jumping back and forth on Guangling Douluo's bottom line. Looking at that mischievous face, Guangling Douluo's mood became subtle. This little thing is quite courageous!
The last time anyone dared to make a face in front of him, the grass on his grave was three meters high!
He said that this little thing was very brave and would not cry easily. Sure enough, this little thing had lied to him!
"The person who made a face in front of me last time…"
Guangling Douluo paused, then raised his voice deliberately, gritting his teeth and saying, "The grass on the grave is three meters high!"
He was just trying to scare Ling Chang'e. He read each word one by one, with an angry look on his beautiful face. After he finished speaking, Guangling Douluo stared at Ling Chang'e, wanting to see how scared she looked. The result was beyond his expectations. There was not a trace of fear on Ling Chang'e's face. Instead, she continued to make faces at him with her hands.
Damn it!
Guangling Douluo thought in his heart. This little thing is so fearless!
"I'm not afraid."
Feeling his angry gaze, Ling Chang'e said without changing her expression, "You are my master!"
"A master cannot beat his apprentice."
"Who said that?"
"I said!"
"Look at how I deal with you."
Guangling Douluo pinched Ling Chang'e's little face with his hands and flicked her cheeks a few times before she could react. The bouncy and smooth feeling was beyond Guangling Douluo's expectations. As expected, children's skin is very tender. Ling Chang'e immediately stepped back and leaned against the stone chair, feeling a chill on her back.
The next moment, she raised her foot, ready to kick Guangling Douluo. She knew Guangling Douluo was teasing her, so she pretended to be angry. With her short arms and legs, she couldn't attack a Titled Douluo. As expected, Guangling Douluo's big hand grabbed her ankle.
"Is it fun?"
Guangling Douluo asked curiously. He was not angry but found it quite amusing. He's pretty bored anyway.
Looking at Qingluan Douluo above them, he said with a sullen face, "Guang Ling."
"It's late at night, and she's still a child. She can't stand the tossing. We have things to deal with tomorrow, so let's go."
As Qingluan Douluo spoke, he took Guangling Douluo's hand with his big hand, pulled him back, let go of his hand, and stopped him from playing around anymore.
Qingluan Douluo was also tired.
At this moment, he understood Qian Daoliu's thoughts. If Guangling Douluo had to teach his disciples alone, he would treat the disciples like a toy!
As soon as they left, Ling Chang'e breathed a sigh of relief. This master is even more playful than her. Once again experiencing Guangling Douluo's childishness, Ling Chang'e couldn't help but shake her head.
She wanted to hear Guangling Douluo's thoughts, but Guangling Douluo's cultivation was much higher than hers. Ling Chang'e stood up from the stone seat, then sat cross-legged on the crystal floor, closed her eyes, and entered into meditation.
She didn't plan to sleep because she wanted to improve her cultivation. So she could hear her master's thoughts.