You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

For a moment, Jiang Suiwan was shocked by his sudden movement. By the time Jiang Suiwan reacted, he had subconsciously grabbed Shen Qi's knife-holding hand, "What are you doing?!"

Shen Qi looked at Jiang Suiwan seriously, his eyes still gleaming because he had just cried, "Disciple offended Master, this is punishment."

As he spoke, he pulled out the sword on his shoulder. In an instant, blood flowed freely.

"You just went crazy in your cultivation. Those things," Jiang Suiwan had a heart attack when he saw the clothes on Shen Qi's shoulders were stained with blood, "...I don't blame you."

Shen Qi looked at Jiang Suiwan with a pale face, like a fragile jade statue. His eyes were red and he asked: "Really? Master, won't you lie to me?"

"Well, when did Master lie to you?"

When Shen Qi heard this, he smiled happily, with deep dimples on his cheeks, as excited as a child who had just received a reward.

He threw away the sword in his hand and wanted to rush over and hug Jiang Suiwan, but then he remembered how he looked covered in blood, so he just got in front of Jiang Suiwan and gently held Jiang Suiwan with his unbloody hand. Sui Wan shook his sleeves coquettishly and said, "I knew Master was the best to me!"

"I like Master the most," Shen Qi looked at Jiang Suiwan and murmured softly, "I only like Master."

Master only likes me, okay?

There was blood splattered on the corners of his eyes, like a blood-red tear that was about to fall.

Jiang Suiwan stared at the drop of blood and suddenly raised his hand to wipe away the trace.

"There's blood on it," he said.

The young apprentice's face is so demonic and so arrogant that people almost dare not look directly at it.

"Thank you, Master." Shen Qi smiled at him with a clean and clear smile.

Jiang Suiwan looked at his injuries, sighed, and touched his head, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's take care of your injuries first."

"Okay." Shen Qi nodded obediently, "Master is so kind!"

"Don't be so impulsive next time. Don't hurt yourself again, got it?" Jiang Suiwan stopped the bleeding and applied medicine.

When Jiang Suiwan was applying medicine to him, he asked him casually, "By the way, I always forgot to ask, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Why purple?

When Shen Qi heard this, his body stiffened. He lowered his eyes and did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Eye? Does Master think I am a monster?"

The color of his eyes is due to the blood of the demon dragon in his body.

It will show up whenever he can't suppress his demonic energy or his mood swings are too great.

In the eyes of the world, this is probably a symbol of evil and ominousness.

But his master would definitely not think so. After all, the master had seen his eyes before.

At that time, there was surprise and confusion in Master's eyes, but there was no disgust.

Sure enough, Jiang Suiwan replied to him: "Monster? How could it be? Your eyes are beautiful."

"really?"

Jiang Suiwan nodded, "Yes, very beautiful."

Clear and deep, like purple crystal sealed in an ice spring.

Jiang Sui had lived two lifetimes later, and he had never seen eyes that were more stunning than these.

"As long as Master likes it," Shen Qi said, "Actually, I don't know what's going on. Since the last time I had a demon, my eyes have looked like this from time to time."

"From time to time?" Jiang Suiwan frowned slightly, "Why didn't you tell Master before?"

Purple eyes?

In Xiao Qi's narrative, Shen Qi is the villain of this world. Villains usually have a miserable childhood and some characteristics that are not accepted by the world, including special eye color and hair color.

Or it's because of some hidden bloodline influence.

Shen Qi's purple eyes, I wonder which one they belong to?

But it doesn't matter which one he belongs to, the current Shen Qi is no longer the tragic and violent villain in the original world.

Breaking away from the so-called "villain" setting, this eye color will naturally not affect his life.

After all, people in the world of cultivation have all kinds of strange appearance and features, and Shen Qi is no different.

Jiang Suiwan thought of their master, Xuanji Immortal Lord, who was born with white hair. Didn't people at first think that his white hair was a sign of evil and auspiciousness? But Immortal Lord Xuanji finally became the head of the Supreme Pure Realm, an Immortal Lord who cared about the common people and was respected by the world.

A person's appearance cannot be the basis for judging whether he is good or bad.

"I have always been worried that Master will think I am a monster and hate me," Shen Qi said, "but now I know that Master will not hate his disciples because of it."

"Master, is it..." Shen Qi said, hesitatingly pursed his lips. When Jiang Suiwan saw this, he said "Huh?" in confusion.

Shen Qi then asked: "No matter what the disciple becomes, the master will never abandon him?"

Jiang Suiwan was slightly startled, "Why would you ask that?"

"Master has answered this question a long time ago." Jiang Suiwan treated his wound and said, "As long as you don't do anything bad, Master will not abandon you."

Shen Qi tidied up his clothes, "I understand."

He stood up, looked at the bloody tooth marks on Jiang Suiwan's neck, bent down and touched it gently: "Master, does it hurt?"

Jiang Suiwan ducked slightly uncomfortably, "It's okay, it just hurts."

It actually hurts a little bit.

Shen Qi bent down and held Jiang Suiwan in his arms for a moment, then took the medicine bottle in his hand. "Let me give Master some medicine."

"Just think of it as an opportunity to make up for your mistakes, Master, okay?"

Shen Qi came too close, and the unique smell of his body enveloped Jiang Suiwan overwhelmingly.

The smell is cold and charming, reminding people of a white lotus stained with blood.

Jiang Suiwan said: "Okay."

Shen Qi applied medicine to him with gentle movements and focused eyes.

Master is so easy to coax.

Always so soft-hearted.

What would his expression be like if he knew that his well-behaved and kind-hearted little apprentice actually had some treacherous thoughts towards him?

Shen Qi suddenly looked forward to that day.

Shen Qi couldn't help but get excited when he thought that his master, who had always been cold and distant, showed different emotions because of him.

He was looking forward to it, looking forward to that day coming, looking forward to the master completely belonging to him.

……

A few days later, Pei Shuyan went to Jian Dao Sect to discuss matters with Jun Yu.

At the end of the month, Li Su suddenly fell ill.

Li Su was not in good health to begin with, and the disease came so violently that it almost took half of his life.

He was pale and thin, so fragile that he seemed to break at the touch of a touch.

Li Su was extremely skilled in medicine and poison, but the doctor did not heal himself.

Jiang Suiwan remembered that when he was young, Li Su fell ill several times. Each time, he stepped into the gate of hell with one foot and then struggled to crawl back.

Jiang Suiwan covered Li Su with a quilt and looked at his pale eyebrows in a daze for a long time.

Even Yun Feiyi, who had always escaped, stood silently and looked at the unconscious Li Su. Her eyes were very red, as if she had just cried.

As time passed, Li Su slowly opened his eyes. There was a thin layer of mist in his eyes, making him a little blurry.

Li Su coughed twice, looked at Jiang Suiwan who looked worried, and said, "Junior brother, don't worry, I won't die yet."

He saw Yun Feiyi's red eyes again, so he smiled and said with a flat face: "Second Senior Sister, are you crying?"

If it were in the past, Yun Feiyi would definitely fight back, but when she looked at Li Su's pale smile, she couldn't say anything.

Everyone in the world knows that Li Su, the Immortal Lord Huaici, is an expert in medicine and poisoning, but few people know that in terms of cultivation, Li Su is also extremely talented.

Yun Feiyi remembered that Master once said that Li Su's talent and understanding were above all of them.

But now...

Just as Yun Feiyi was thinking about it, she heard Li Su's slapping smile: "Haha, if it were normal, I would definitely record Second Senior Sister's behavior like this, and then use it to threaten and ridicule..."

Before Yun Feiyi could react, he stopped talking. Blood spilled from his lips and teeth and fell on the brocade quilt bit by bit. Jiang Suiwan raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood on Li Su's chin.

But the blood kept flowing, there was too much blood and it couldn't be wiped away.

Li Su said: "It's a pity that I don't have the strength. I'll let you go this time..."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes, and the last thing he saw was Jiang Suiwan's panicked and worried eyes and his eyes filled with moist mist.

Really crying?

Don't cry... He's just a little tired and needs a nap.