(Through the book) My master is sick

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Ye Xiao gave her a strange look, thinking that this brat Ye Wuyou is getting more and more nonsense, and really treats her as if she is mentally retarded.

"You...do you hate me?" Ye Xiao stretched her legs and leaned against the bed, seeing that Ye Wuyou couldn't hold back a word for a long time, she suddenly said.

Otherwise... why do you always want to seize the opportunity to attack her?

Ye Wuyou hummed reflexively, until she realized the taste belatedly, she suddenly looked at Ye Xiao, her eyes trembled, and her voice dropped for a moment, with an imperceptible tremor :"What did you say?"

"Hmm... do you hate me?" Ye Xiaogan coughed, even she felt uncomfortable asking such a topic, "It's nothing else, I--"

She suddenly seemed to be choked up, unable to speak.

Because Ye Wuyou, the secondary school villain who always had a paralyzed face, unexpectedly had red eye circles because of her words.

And then... the girl's eyes widened, she was at a loss, tears rushed to the front, falling from her eyes one by one like a pearl necklace stretched open.

Ye Xiao suddenly seemed to hear something breaking from Ye Wuyou's body.

"Ah, that, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you, you, you, don't cry, don't cry..." It took Ye Xiao a while to recover her voice, her face was shocked and embarrassed, she froze in place, not knowing what to do for a while what is good.

Oh God, what the hell has she done to a child!

Ye Wuyou wiped his face expressionlessly, only then realized that he was crying again.

She wiped away her tears silently, but the pain in her chest made her almost curl up.

Ye Wuyou was at a loss again, and thought to himself, when did he become so weak.

Too weak.

This person will definitely destroy me.

Ye Wuyou stood up abruptly unbearably, with undried tears on his face.She clenched her hands tightly, her veins stretched so hard, her teeth were clenched, but she stubbornly and condescendingly looked directly at Ye Xiao who was startled by her.

Then, Ye Wuyou suddenly seemed to be opened up somewhere, unexpectedly calm.

So calm that he wanted to cut himself a knife.

"Master---no, Ye Xiao." She spoke slowly, but her heart throbbed.

The feeling of this person's name winding out of his mouth is so mysterious that it is dazzling.

Ye Wuyou's voice became softer and softer, she felt like she was stepping on a feather, and she might fall down anytime and anywhere.

"Ye Xiao, I have never hated you."

fall to...

"I always……"

Into the dark abyss,

"My heart pleases you."

Inextricable.

As she said this, endless pain flowed from the depths of her pupils, her voice was extremely low and soft, as if she was about to cry, and she was so gentle that she would drown.

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes, suddenly feeling a deep sadness.She bit her lip, walked past Ye Xiao, and left through the main entrance dignifiedly.

Never looking back.

Ye Xiao froze in place, as dull as she didn't notice the slightest pain in her heart.

"It's all the fault of my imagination!" Ye Xiao howled out after being dazed for a long time, stimulated by the villain's tears.

She finally broke out a bit of mental retardation under the shock, and after thinking back and forth, she realized that Ye Wuyou had always been very kind to her.

Could it be... that Ye Wuyou never thought of silencing her, it was all made up by his nervousness?

The more Ye Xiao thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Then she made Ye Wuyou cry! Oh my god, that’s the villain in the original book who doesn’t talk about tears but only kills you! She actually made Ye Wuyou cry twice!

What have I done!

Ye Xiao wanted to cry completely without tears.

but……

"What do I mean by Xinyue? I want you to be happy? Or do I feel happy when I see you?" the heartless illiterate muttered, wondering if the little apprentice really liked me? Then this misunderstanding would be embarrassing Yes, I must treat my little apprentice better in the future... As she thought about it, she unconsciously fell asleep amidst a huge sense of guilt.

Closing the door behind his back, Ye Wuyou didn't go back to the room, but stepped onto the roof by the stake beside the inn, sat on the eaves, and looked at the bright moon speechlessly,

With a flash of white light, the white feather flew quickly from the night and landed on her shoulder, as if feeling the loss of its master, it rubbed comfortingly in her ear.

Ye Wuyou let it rub against him, and the strong emotion in his eyes finally sank little by little.

However, the pain is still so vivid.

She pursed her lips, and scratched Bai Yu's feathers with her index finger. Seeing that the little guy was shaking his head and almost fell, her eyes softened a little, and she reached out to take the bamboo tube from its feet.

Ye Wuyou spread out the note, then took out a pitch-black vial from his pocket, and poured a drop of the liquid inside on the note.

Soon, faint handwriting appeared:

"I recently heard that there is a change in the ghost domain, that person will definitely appear in Miaochun Valley, and the two of us will be there soon."

After Ye Wuyou read it at a glance, he took out another bottle and wiped it on the note, and the handwriting disappeared quickly.

She let go, with a cold expression, and the pale yellow note disappeared in the wind.

"Oh, I'll just say it," a lazy voice suddenly floated in the silent air, "Sure enough, this little girl, the white feather is in your hands, what is your relationship with Wensheng Pavilion?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his brows frowned slightly. He had already stood up, sizing up the unexpected guest who appeared suddenly.

It was a very beautiful woman, with a beautiful waist, and her face was even more beautiful, her eyes were full of charm, staring straight at Ye Wuyou, the loose coat seemed to fall off at any time, revealing her dreamy Snow shoulders.

She is a woman who would be fascinated by even a woman.

Ye Wuyou stroked the hilt of his sword, his expression remained motionless.Being stared at by such a peerless beauty, she only felt her hairs stand on end, and the chill quickly rushed up her spine.

It seems that being targeted by a python is extremely dangerous.

Seeing this, the woman couldn't help laughing, her laughter was delicate and crisp, very sweet and greasy, as if it could draw silk out.

Following that smile, slight marks appeared on her face, she raised her eyebrows, and stretched out her slender fingers to remove the skin from her face, but it turned out to be a well-made mask.

The woman showed her original face, although it was very different from the fake face on the mask, she was still stunning, and even more charming, but there was a crescent moon imprint around her eyes.

"The Ruthless Sword, Hua Jiuniang." Ye Wuyou's voice became colder, and ripples appeared in his eyes as sticky as ink.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect someone to recognize me at a glance. This is very interesting." Hua Jiuniang smiled happily, but the graceful figure appeared in front of Ye Wuyou in an instant, and white light flashed in her hand .However, Ye Wuyou seemed to have expected that the moment she made a move, the Flowing Water Sword had already rushed forward, colliding with the opponent's weapon and making a clear and clear sound.

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"It's just right," Ye Wuyou stood on the tile eaves, his eyes were like stars, and he looked at the leaping Hua Jiuniang, her long hair fluttered behind her back, and the cold moonlight dazzled her unruly figure Open a faint shimmer.

"The junior has seen and seen this ruthless sword today."

Say it, hold the sword and go up!

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for your book reviews~. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . (≧▽≦)/~

I want to write an article, called, the days when my aunt hurts...

qaq can't help but cry out sadly!

Thank you local tyrants for the landmines ╭(╯ε╰)╮ for spending.

But I counted for a long time and couldn't figure out which ones are the most recent... [Melancholy]

small theater:

The author [Harmony]: "May I ask what the villain thinks about your face paralyzed character who has collapsed into a glass heart in the second grade?"

Ye Wuyou [Indifference]: "You blame me for your mental retardation?"