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But this time, after Jiang Luo asked this, Fan Wujiu showed a slightly unhappy expression. He rarely spoke to him in a nonchalant manner: "Can you please not mention this matter?"

Jiang Luo tilted his head and asked, "Do you still feel ashamed?"

Fan Wujiu said, "At that time, it was you who insisted on becoming my disciple, and I just thought it was fun to tease you. You said that as long as you became my disciple, you would agree to anything. I was naive at the time, and I didn't know that there were certain ethical restrictions between masters and apprentices in the mortal world. Oh, I was fine, but you were scolded badly back then. I tore those people's mouths off for you, and you still accused me of using power to oppress others. You are so unreasonable. I helped you so much, but you turned around and blamed me."

Hearing this, Jiang Luo couldn't help but laugh, thinking that in that era, there was indeed some unspeakable taboo between master and disciple.

It’s just that times have changed. People nowadays don’t care about these things. As long as they don’t marry close relatives to prevent problems for their offspring, teacher-student love has become a trend.

But the school has a clear ban on this kind of situation, and unless you have graduated, it will be kept secret.

Because there is a possibility of using force to oppress others between teachers and students. Thinking about him and Fan Wujiu back then, maybe he was also oppressing himself by force under the pretext of teaching him magic?

At this time, Jiang Luo was wearing the ice silk pajamas. The moment he entered the water, he understood why Huo Yancheng made him wear such clothes. This was because the ice silk became translucent when it came into contact with water, and all the details on his body were visible at this moment.

Jiang Luo frowned: "Fan Wujiu, when you were my master, did you also play so many tricks?"

If this is the case, then he knows why he killed his master. If he doesn't kill such a master, is he going to keep him alive for the New Year?

But...it doesn’t seem to be the case?

Even if male love is taboo, it is not necessary to kill the master for this. There must be other unknown reasons, but Fan Wujiu will definitely not tell him.

Jiang Luo said: "Since you like me so much, why don't you show up before Huo Yancheng and I get married?"

Fan Wujiu did not answer this question, but only said: "You must get married, don't worry, I will fulfill your wish and let you be together forever."

Then he whispered, "My presence was a mistake, but why did you save me? You should have let me die, then... you wouldn't have to face this situation. Jiang Luo, you lost because you were too soft-hearted. If you do this again in the future, you will suffer a great loss. Today I will use my actual actions to tell you that being soft-hearted will never bring any benefits."

As he spoke, he hugged Jiang Luo tightly in his arms. Along with the mist and the sound of gurgling water, Jiang Luo's uncontrollable breathing began to echo in the cave.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yancheng finally woke up in the bathroom. The bright moonlight shone through the window screen and illuminated the bathtub that had been cold for a long time.

Fortunately, his own Yang Yan was hot, so he didn't feel cold. Instead, he stood up suddenly with a startle, pulled on his bathrobe, pushed open the bathroom door and returned to the room.

The room was dark. He turned on the light and saw Jiang Luo standing by the window, staring at the night outside.

Although he had not taken a bath, his hair was wet and he was wearing a bathrobe. His bare ankles were bruised, and the shape was clearly formed by a pair of powerful giant hands.

Huo Yancheng stepped forward and hugged Jiang Luo distressedly, and asked with a slightly trembling voice: "He... forced you?"

Jiang Luo shook his head: "No, don't let your imagination run wild."

Huo Yancheng's heart skipped a beat. He didn't really want to get into this topic, but the anger in his heart seemed to be about to explode. He hugged Jiang Luo tightly and said, "Will you leave me?"

Jiang Luo shook his head very firmly: "No, never."

Huo Yancheng felt relieved and asked again, "Why? Why... did it become like this?"

Jiang Luo turned around, hugged Huo Yancheng's neck, and suddenly asked: "Husband, do you think there is another person in this world who looks exactly like you?"

Every time Jiang Luo called him husband, Huo Yancheng would lose all temper. He looked into Jiang Luo's clear and transparent eyes and said, "Impossible, I don't have a twin brother. Huo Yandong doesn't look like me either. There can't be someone who looks like me."

Jiang Luo's lips curled slightly, thinking that it's not that he looks like you, but that he looks exactly like you.

The size of the waist, the length of the legs, the shape of the hands, the width of the shoulders and the definition of the abdominal muscles are all exactly the same.

Huo Yancheng didn't know why Jiang Luo was laughing, so he asked, "Wife, if you suffer any grievances, you must tell me. I know I can't handle this matter. He must be more powerful than me and can easily control my life and death. I only hate that I am a mortal and can't protect you, letting you suffer so much humiliation."

Jiang Luo was in a very happy mood. He said, "Silly boy, I have not been humiliated. Don't worry, husband. You are the only one I like. No one else has a place in my heart. I love you. Do you understand?"

Hearing the words "I love you", Huo Yancheng's face showed joy. He asked, "Wife, you...you just said you love me? Really...really?"

Jiang Luo nodded heavily, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Of course, I love you, husband, I love you, and I only love you."

Huo Yancheng laughed out loud. At the same time, there was a loud rumbling sound from the mountain not far away. They both looked out the window at the same time and found bursts of forest fires coming out from the top of the mountain in the distance.

Huo Yancheng frowned: "Huh? What's going on? Can there be lightning on a snowy day?"

Jiang Luo held his cheek and asked him to look at her, saying, "Don't worry about the outside world, look at me, husband, let's drink some wine, okay?"

Huo Yancheng nodded happily, turned around, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, opened it and poured it into the decanter.

Jiang Luo seldom drinks, and this is the first time he asked for a drink. Huo Yancheng rarely said no. Anyway, he is almost nineteen years old, so he can actually drink a little.

But on the hillside not far away, the dots of fire were getting more and more numerous, and someone was almost furious.

Turning on the bar light, Jiang Luo sat down on the bar chair with the help of Huo Yancheng. Due to the heavy amount of exercise just now, Jiang Luo frowned slightly when he sat down.

When Huo Yancheng noticed this detail, he felt a pain in his heart, but he still considerately added a layer of cushion for him.

Jiang Luo no longer had any guilt in his heart. He felt that he was the one who had been wronged. But it didn't matter. I will slowly explore the secrets of the past bit by bit.

He thought of Bai Fu, but he was sure that Bai Fu would not tell him, because Bai Fu once said that if he knew the past, he might no longer have the will to live.

What exactly is the reason that makes him not want to live?

It shouldn't be this kind of sexual humiliation, nor the hatred between his parents and his sister and brother-in-law. What exactly caused him to kill his own master and not want to continue living?

Jiang Luo thought, no matter what the reason was, he in this life would not be like in his previous life, unable to bear the hatred and pain.

Huo Yancheng poured two glasses of red wine, handed one to Jiang Luo, and clinked his hands gently. He said in a slightly emotional voice: "Wife, no matter what happened to you that you can't refuse and can't help, you can tell me, or you can't tell me. You can always trust me and rely on me. I will always support you behind you."

Jiang Luo said: "Okay, I know you love me the most, and I will always believe in you."

Huo Yancheng had drunk a lot of wine, and his mood was very complicated. He finally asked under the influence of alcohol: "Can you tell me who he is? I... I still want to know who I lost to."

Jiang Luo shook his head and said thoughtfully: "In fact, I don't know his name, I just know that he is my former master. But husband, don't think too much, it's not you who loses, it's him. I said that the person I like and the person I love is only you. Although he didn't force me, he and I are really helpless, I don't love him. But if you can't stand it, we can..."