Everyone in the immortal world knows that Chu Jinchuan, the Burning Sky Sword Lord, is a lone star of evil. His violent temper can overthrow the nine heavens, and Luoxue Peak is as deserted as white clouds in the sky.
Until he picked up the demon king Shen Xingci.
He dismantled the alchemy furnace, stole the sword, and sprinkled chili salt into the Qingxin tea, which made Luo Xuefeng agitated. Chu Jinchuan was so angry that he picked up a stick and cursed: "Shen Xingci! If you continue to be naughty, I will hang you in the sun for three days and three nights!"
But when he turned around, he would carefully clean his apprentice's wounds and make pastries with his own hands overnight, saying harshly, "Make as much as you like, and throw them away if you don't like them."
No one knew that the disciple who caused the trouble could guard him for three days and three nights when he went crazy. He could use himself as a bait when the sect was in trouble. He could withstand a blow from the demon king and still grin: "Master, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"
Chu Jinchuan's eyes were red and he hugged the person into his arms, his voice was hoarse: "You bastard, I will fall into your hands for the rest of my life!"
[The grumpy and tough-tongued master × the naughty and short-term apprentice] [Daily quarrels with each other, doting on each other to the extreme] [Pure sweetness, sand sculpture healing]
The sweet text is so sweet to me