Cannon Fodder Role Playing Mission(Quick Wear) [MTL]

Chapter 65 The Fifth Small World (7)

Six years passed quietly.

　　There are still about two months until the scumbag returns with his sweetheart.

　　While Xi Ye was trying to find ways to improve his food, he was also thinking about how to sow discord between the protagonist and the scumbag in front of him without making a sound.

　　It's not that he hadn't tried in the past six years, but Shen Fuzheng would intentionally change the subject whenever he wanted to mention the scumbag top, and he couldn't make his purpose too obvious, so he had to give up.

　　He wanted to selectively forget what he had thought.

　　What did he mean by six years without fear of failure in his attempt to sow discord? Now he could only feel the extreme pain on his face.

　　Tsk.

　　never mind.

　　It would be better to change the strategy.

　　Xi Ye reviewed the original plot again. He found that the protagonist was caught off guard by the scumbag top. If he could let the protagonist see the true face of the scumbag top on that day...

　　After Xi Ye figured it out, he felt like a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart. He sat leisurely in the pavilion, leaning against the railing, eating grapes that he had secretly picked from the back mountain, and watching with half-closed eyes a fish leaving a mark on the lake.

Suddenly, I felt the barrier outside the bamboo forest move.

　　Xi Ye sighed. It was a rare opportunity for him to relax after completing the tasks assigned by the protagonist every day when he was not around, but someone actually came to disturb him.

　　He methodically put the fruits, snacks and tea into his storage ring, tidied his slightly messy clothes, and then sat in meditation posture.

　　The series of actions was so familiar that it was beyond words.

　　Not long after, a figure landed in the four-legged pavilion out of nowhere. When he saw Xi Ye, he couldn't help but shout.

　　Xi Ye opened his eyes, showing a look of surprise, and then asked with a smile: "Master Brother, why are you here?"

　　The head of the sect jokingly asked, "Why, you don't want to see me?"

　　Xi Ye quickly shook his head: "How dare I."

　　The headmaster smiled and asked, "Where is your master?"

　　"Master has been in seclusion for more than a year. Counting the days, it won't be long before he comes out."

　　Otherwise, how can I catch up with the scumbag?

　　The head of the sect was somewhat disappointed when he heard this: "If that's the case, then forget it."

　　After learning that his junior uncle was in seclusion, he was no longer in a hurry and began to look at Xi Ye who was growing up day by day.

　　The child in the hall at that time has begun to take on his own characteristics. His eyebrows and eyes are no longer as gentle as when he was a child, but have become more fierce. His beautiful eyes are as calm as ink, and his high ponytail falls behind him. He is wearing a black tights and has a long sword on his waist, which makes him look extraordinary.

　　In fact, he had only met this junior uncle's last disciple a few times, but he had always been polite to each other.

　　When he saw the smile on the young man's face, he couldn't help but think of his junior uncle's eldest disciple, Liu Fengnan, who had already gone down the mountain to gain experience.