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

During the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Jiang Suiwan met many disciples who came to congratulate and toast. He accidentally drank too much, and by the time the banquet was over, his consciousness was blurred.

The moon is sparse and the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus floats in the air.

Yun Feiyi was taken away by his disciples in a drunken state. Li stayed under a huge flower tree and slept soundly.

Jiang Suiwan was also drunk. He lazily supported his head and counted the drunken people scattered on the ground.

Pei Shuyan walked around the disciples hanging upside down in the trees and lying on the ground, walked to Li Su, covered him with clothes, and ordered his disciples who were still awake to take him back.

Then he walked up to Jiang Suiwan and called out tentatively: "Junior brother?"

Jiang Suiwan supported his chin with one hand. Hearing Pei Shuyan's words, he had no reaction. He just tilted his head slightly, looked at him doubtfully, and then smiled at him, "Elder brother."

"Yes." Pei Shuyan gently touched Jiang Suiwan's head and said to Shen Qi, who was awake beside him: "Your master is drunk, take him back to rest."

"Okay. Master, take your leave."

Shen Qi stood up immediately, helped Jiang Suiwan up respectfully, and walked slowly towards Zhuo Yue Peak.

Pei Shuyan looked at the drunken disciples, rubbed his forehead with a headache, and finally helplessly dropped a protective formation across the entire Xingli Sea and left under the moonlight.

……

Shen Qi supported Jiang Suiwan and walked slowly towards Zhuo Yue Peak, and Jiang Suiwan followed him obediently.

The moonlight shines on people's bodies, carrying the sweet fragrance of osmanthus.

Shen Qi asked him softly: "Master, did you enjoy your time today?"

Jiang Suiwan spoke slowly and reacted for a while, "Well, I'm happy."

Shen Qi held his hand and said, "Master, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jiang Suiwan looked a little dazed and didn't know what to say. He just subconsciously followed the blessing, "Well, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Shen Qi smiled, as if he thought of something, and suddenly asked him, "Master, do you want to accept another disciple?"

Jiang Suiwan was so drunk that he was delirious. "...What apprentice?" He thought for a moment and remembered that his senior brother seemed to have told him about accepting an apprentice. "Accepting an apprentice? Oh, I have to accept one."

Accept a disciple to keep Shen Qi company, so that he will not be so deserted by himself, and he will not have to envy other people's lively atmosphere.

To be charged.

Shen Qi froze, held Jiang Suiwan's hand and let go, then gently held his face. Under the moonlight, his eyes were dim and deep, and he asked softly: "Master, want to accept a disciple? Who should he accept?" "

"Hmm..." Jiang Suiwan remembered the name that his senior brother had mentioned to him and said, "Ye Qingyang."

"Oh, is your name Ye Qingyang?" Shen Qi sneered, "Master, who is Ye Qingyang?"

It turns out that Master has long wanted to accept other disciples? Have you even found candidates?

"He is..." Who is it?

Jiang Suiwan couldn't remember.

Shen Qi looked at Jiang Suiwan for a long time. He drew blood with his fingertips, and then gently covered his lips with his bleeding fingers. He dipped his own blood on Jiang Suiwan's lips and spread a bright red color. .

"Master, open your mouth."

Shen Qi put his bleeding fingertips into Jiang Suiwan's mouth and fed him blood.

His blood can be a poison that breaks the heart and corrodes bones, or it can be a tracking weapon or a drug. Moreover, people who drink his blood will not feel any abnormality.

In this case, no matter where the master is in the future, he can know it, and the most important thing is that in this way, he will never lose the master again.

Jiang Suiwan swallowed blood unconsciously and looked at him with confused eyes.

Jiang Suiwan noticed the foreign object in his mouth and wanted to spit it out. When he found that he couldn't spit it out, he stretched out his * and pushed Shen Qi's finger.

Shen Qi's Adam's apple rolled up and he stared at him with hot and deep eyes.

When he finished feeding the blood and exited, Shen Qi's fingertips reluctantly ran over Jiang Suiwan's lips.

Shen Qi stared at Jiang Suiwan's bloody lips, approached him, and whispered: "Master, there is blood on it."

"?" Jiang Suiwan was confused, blood? What blood? Is there blood? Is anyone hurt?

Shen Qi controlled the flow of his own blood into Jiang Suiwan's body, pulling Jiang Suiwan's consciousness into a coma. Then he lowered his head and approached him, carefully stroking away the blood on his lips.

Jiang Suiwan stared at him blankly, his consciousness groggy, as if he was in a chaotic dream. He didn't realize at all that the obedient apprentice he had raised could be so impudent. It wasn't until he was entangled and his fanatical desire fell that he had a vague sense of crisis.

Jiang Suiwan's lips and teeth leaked vague syllables, "Let go... ugh!"

He finally realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

Shen Qi held Jiang Suiwan's face, entangled him, moved his fingertips, making his master's consciousness even more chaotic, and then began to attack the city even more wantonly.

I don't know how long it took for Shen Qi to withdraw. He pressed against Jiang Suiwan's forehead, his breath was a little unsteady, and his eyes were full of turbulent emotions. He said to Jiang Suiwan in a hoarse voice: "Master, please don't drink anymore." .”

It's easy to be taken advantage of by some bastard with malicious intentions.

Like him.

Jiang Suiwan's lips were as moist as petals covered with dew, his consciousness was scattered and his breath was unsteady.

Shen Qi lowered his head, gently touched the corner of Jiang Suiwan's lips, and finally placed a restrained and gentle caress like a dragonfly on the end of his eyes, and asked, "How did Master and Ye Qingyang meet?"

Jiang Suiwan was still a little short of breath. He took a breath and thought for a while, what do you know? Jiang Suiwan had a headache and didn't want to think, so he leaned against Shen Qi's hand holding his face and muttered: "... sleepy."

Shen Qi was stunned by his actions, and the anger in his heart suddenly stopped. He sighed, and finally hugged him distressedly. He buried his head on the side of his neck and coaxed him with a gentle voice: "Master, go to sleep, I'm here." Woolen cloth."

Zhuo Yue Palace.

Shen Qi settled Jiang Suiwan and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"My master, sweet dreams."

Shen Qi did not return to his room. Under the moonlight, his brows were full of gloom.

"Xiao Bai, Master is going to accept another disciple."

Xiaobai chewed the evil soul from nowhere, and said smoothly: "Just take it."

Shen Qi looked at it.

Xiaobai: "!!!" Oops, I was too focused on eating to say it smoothly.

He almost forgot that this evil star owner was prone to going crazy whenever he encountered his master's affairs.

Xiaobai quickly made up for it: "No, I mean, if the immortal king wants to take someone in, you just kill that person before him, right?"

"Master said his name is Ye Qingyang. If I kill him rashly, what will Master do if he becomes suspicious?"

Master even knows that person's name.

Xiao Bai suddenly felt that the evil spirit in his mouth was a little sour. It quickly swallowed it in one gulp, and then said: "Then after you two meet, just think of a way to make Jiang Xianjun not like him."

"……Right."

Ye Qingyang. Shen Qi chewed the name repeatedly, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

(The author has something to say: Ye Qingyang: Ah sneeze! Who misses me?)