After I became a villain master, my beautiful apprentice fell in love with me

He changed the subject very quickly, holding his chin with a relaxed look, "Come, let's talk about the reward.

Zhu Yu said with a smile, "Can't you just treat it as helping a friend?"

"A full-level expert, you treat it as cabbage, the appearance fee is very high, don't give me the set of friendly performance."

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After being with Su Chen for so long, Zhu Yu has learned to automatically ignore some useless words that come out of his mouth from time to time, and only select keywords.

It's not like the beginning, thinking about the meaning of his words while thinking about the response strategy.

Zhu Yu shook his head helplessly, "Hey... I only have one or two silvers."

Su Chen sneered, "It's embarrassing to ask you for this one or two silvers, come on, owe the reward first. "

The main hall of Xiaoyao Sect is located on the highest peak of this forest, with green mist and greenery all year round.

In the quietness, people feel open-minded and calm as still water.

The three characters "Xiaoyao Sect" on the main hall are elegant and unrestrained, written by Su Chen himself.

Except Xi Ling'er, the residences of the other five disciples are scattered in five directions.

Combining the five elements and eight trigrams, Su Chen spent a full six months to complete the mountain protection and spirit gathering formation covering the entire sect.

One is to protect the safety of the sect, and the other is to gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

For the real strong, this formation may not be able to completely block them, but at least it can give them time to respond in advance.

"This formation is very exquisite, and there should be other uses, right?"

Zhu Yu stood on the open flat ground in front of the hall, looking up at the blue sky above his head.

In his eyes, he could see that the spiritual energy from all directions was gathering in this direction.

Su Chen just smiled at his question.

"It's dark, why don't you leave? "

"It's the same no matter where you go, you're alone."

Su Chen's eyes passed over him like the breeze and fell into the distance.

He could understand Zhu Yu's words.

Zhu Wei's descendants and Zhu Yu have been separated for generations, and their family affection has long been as indifferent as clouds.

Nowadays, it's more for a responsibility.

Although there are few people in Xiaoyaomen, it's lively.

Eating moon cakes, watching lanterns, guessing riddles...

Eleven people, but they have a lively time like hundreds of people.

"Come on, let's write poems, poems about the moon." Li Qi seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and his words began to be unclear, "I'll start first, there's a bright moon in the sky, and the next one will continue..."

He waved his hand, and Tang Ze was forced to stand up.

"When will the breeze and the bright moon be there? Senior brother is in a good mood and has drunk wine. There's a bright moon in the sky. Don't laugh at me for writing poems. "

Su Chen's cheeks puffed up, and he almost burst out laughing.

However, the others did not have such good self-control as him, and burst out laughing one after another.

"Haha... Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, do you want to make us laugh to death?"

"Oh, don't laugh, Second Senior Brother's poem is pretty good, at least it rhymes."

"Hahaha!"

He laughed even louder.

"You guys can laugh now, it's your turn soon, Third Brother, go!"

Li Qi seemed very unhappy, but he also laughed a lot.

"Senior Brother, please spare us." Su Haotian begged for mercy, "We don't know how to write such flowery things. Why not..."

He rolled his eyes and set his sights on Su Chen, "Let Master write one."

Su Chen's dark eyes lifted.

He was itching for a fight, this brat dared to make him look bad.

However, would he make a fool of himself?

Three hundred Tang poems, is it for nothing?

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a date. Raise the cup to invite the bright moon, and the shadow and I become three people..."

"When will the bright moon appear? Raise the cup to ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky... People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes... I wish you a long life, and we can share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart."

The scene was silent, as if they were still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem.

Su Chen coughed.

They seemed to be awakened.

They all applauded!

"Master, I really like your sentence 'I wish you a long life, and we can share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart.'"

Xi Ling'er leaned over, approached Su Chen, and whispered in his ear.

"But..."

Her expression suddenly became gloomy again, "Ling'er doesn't like the first one very much, it's too lonely and desolate..."

If it weren't for being too lonely and desolate, how could she have written such a sad poem.

But Master obviously has them.

"Ling'er will always be with Master, always and always... forever. "

A light and solemn voice lingered in Su Chen's ears. He smiled lightly and rubbed her head. "It's all in the past. Don't worry about it. And... In fact, these poems were not written by me."

"Huh?" Xi Ling'er blinked, "Who are they?"

"One is called Li Bai, and the other is Su Zizhan."

"I've never heard of them. You must be lying to me. "

Su Chen smiled but said nothing.

After drinking, the party ended and everyone went back to their own places.

Zhu Yu stayed.

However, Su Chen chased him to the second brother.

Don't stay and delay the space for him and Ling'er.

Inside the house, the scorching temperature continued to rise, as if to melt people.

In the light gauze tent, hazy figures intertwined.

"Master..." Xi Ling'er kept calling Su Chen softly.

With infinite tenderness and attachment, a faint uneasiness lingered in her heart all the time.

She kept kissing him, treating him like the most precious treasure, cherishing it.

Su Chen knew where her uneasiness came from.

But this is really not his fault.

It can only be blamed on the immortal poet's poems being too vivid, the emotions being rendered too well, and being too resonant.

Su Chen did not explain.

He was comforting Xi Ling'er, the sensitive rabbit, in his own way.

Maybe he was tired and didn't have the energy to think about random things.

He just worked hard all night.

…

Under the moonlight, two figures, one tall and one short, walked side by side.

Mo Han felt that the person next to him seemed a little lonely.

After the master told him about Mo Zhixuan... Mo Zhixuan was the name of Mo Han's house... he remained silent.

"Are you homesick?" Mo Han couldn't help asking.

Yin Yingying glanced at the full moon in the sky with a melancholy look, and soon asked with a smile: "If I say I do, will you accompany me back?"

Mo Han was silent.

The light in Yin Yingying's eyes gradually dimmed, like a pearl that had lost its luster.

It had been more than a year, and she had been with Mo Han for more than a year.

Even a piece of wood should have some reaction.

Maybe, he really didn't love her.

Yin Yingying smiled bitterly.

Her eyes were sore, and it seemed that tears were about to fall.

Suddenly, a very soft voice sounded.

"I told Master tomorrow..."

Yin Yingying's eyes were like a rekindled hope, flashing with bright stars.

"What did you say! Can you say it again?"

Mo Han was stunned, and he saw her red eyes.

"You...you should have told me earlier if you miss home, I can go back with you first, or bring your family over..."

Before he finished speaking, two soft lips covered his lips.

Mo Han was shocked for a moment, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Yin Yingying saw that he was motionless, thinking that he didn't like it, and shyly retreated.

"I'm sorry! I..."