After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Fang Yuan let out an ooh, then lay down obediently, and let Xiao Zijun lift off his shirt.

His back was covered in bruises, spreading from his shoulders to his waist, and he could still vaguely see the traces of a stick being hit on it. Xiao Zijun couldn't help being dazed for a moment, even if he had been prepared.

How did you hit him so hard?

He brought a bottle of medicine, which is a bottle of ointment, which needs to be pushed on the back to have the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.Xiao Zijun dipped some medicine in his palm and said to Fang Yuan, "Be patient, it will be soon."

His palm was cold, and the ointment was also cold. He covered Fang Yuan's hot back with his whole hand. Fang Yuan stirred it a bit, but found the coolness quite comfortable.Xiao Zijun exerted force on his hand and poured some spiritual power into it, which could make him heal faster, but as soon as he pressed on Fang Yuan's back, Fang Yuan howled: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The nagging Xiao Zijun's ears hurt, he said, "Didn't I tell you to bear it?"

"Forget it, Master, let it be fine." Fang Yuan said he wanted to get up from his palm, but Xiao Zijun pushed him back to lie on the bed.

"Lie down." He pressed Fang Yuan with one hand, and gently rubbed his back with the other to let the ointment absorb into it.

Fang Yuan was still howling hard at first, but later he got used to his strength and kept silent, all his attention was on Xiao Zijun's hands.His hands have been practicing swords for many years. Although they look slender and fair on the surface, calluses have already formed in the palms of his hands, rubbing against his back, which is a bit itchy.

Fang Yuan felt that he was thinking too much, and his face was a little hot. He buried his face in the pillow, leaving only the back of his head for Xiao Zijun. Seeing this, Xiao Zijun asked, "It hurts?"

"No..." Fang Yuan's voice came from the pillow, sounding muffled, he said, "Master."

"Ah."

"Why don't you ask me about today?"

What about today?Xiao Zijun reacted for a moment before saying, "Elder Jingsi has made it clear to me."

Fang Yuan raised his face from the pillow: "Then you have nothing to tell me?"

"I told you that you have heard?" Xiao Zijun's tone was flat, his hands kept moving.

"Master, I actually didn't do it on purpose..."

Xiao Zijun dipped some ointment again, from his back all the way down, saw that his waist was also a little bruised, so he rubbed it along the way.Fang Yuan was a little sensitive. Xiao Zijun's fingers rubbed against his skin, making him a little numb. He couldn't help twisting, but Xiao Zijun held his waist with one hand, and the other palm was covered with medicine. He pressed lightly, which made Fang Yuan almost jump out of bed.

"Ugh..."

"what happened?"

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Zijun was also stunned, he obviously didn't use much strength.

Fang Yuan was insane, his waist was already sore, but for some reason, it was numb, supple and soft after being pressed and rubbed by Xiao Zijun, it was as if a lightning had passed through his body, even...even...

He lay on his side, took the quilt to cover himself, wrapped himself up, and then smiled stiffly at Xiao Zijun: "It's okay, I can take care of the rest by myself, it's getting late, master hurry up Go back and rest."

Xiao Zijun was baffled by him, and looked at him suspiciously, Fang Yuan was wrapped up and frozen, Xiao Zijun thought it hurt him, so he didn't let him take the medicine, so he put down the medicine bottle in his hand before leaving of.

Fang Yuan came out of the quilt after seeing him leave. He was covered in cold sweat in the winter, and felt that he was pulled back to the dream he had on the Heqing Mountain... He looked down, and sure enough...

what happened to him……

In the middle of the night, several warm talismans were pasted up in the house, the wind outside was blowing against the windows, the moon was still high and bright, shining on Fang Yuan's bed through the thin window paper.

Fang Yuan turned over and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

It was quiet at night, and his thoughts seemed to be uncontrollable, flooding his mind overwhelmingly.He also remembered what Brother Xuanwen said to him on the big rock that night:

"If you like someone, you will want to protect him, and you will also want his care. When you see him, you will be very happy, but if you don't see him, you will miss him very much."

"The most important thing is that in the days to come, you just want to be with him, to lie on your neck with him..."

He had never seriously thought about these words before, but now they were broken apart and crushed, as if a person emerged from the bottom of his heart.

That person is Xiao Zijun.

He was afraid that Xiao Zijun would fall into the devil, and wanted to stand in front of him to protect him even though his cultivation base was very low. When he was punished to kneel on the board, he also thought that it would be great if Xiao Zijun could come to him.

It was joyful to see him, his sudden appearance under the heavy snow that day made Fang Yuan miss several beats in his heart, touched his cold hands and even wanted to hold him in his arms.

Hearing that he was going to Beiya, and it would take two months to see each other, he felt so sad that he couldn't be interested in doing anything.

The most important thing is that just now, when Xiao Zijun touched his waist, he had the urge to hug him back, press him on the bed and pinch his waist fiercely, telling him that a man is a man. You can't touch your waist indiscriminately, and you have to pay a price if you touch it.

It turned out that after he had been stripped of the cocoon, he thought so... He, like Master?

He likes Xiao Zijun?

Fang Yuan put his hands behind his head and exhaled towards the beams. In fact, he should have realized that the kind of vague germs in his heart have not been in his heart for a day or two. of neglect.

After thinking for a long time, the injury on his back was still aching. Fang Yuan didn't know why he fell asleep, and it was morning when he woke up again.

Fang Yuan stretched out from the room. The sun was good today, but it was still very cold. There was a bowl on the table in the yard with a bowl turned upside down. Fang Yuan opened it to see if it was a bowl of rice porridge, or warm.He carried the porridge to the door of Xiao Zijun's room and knocked on the door.

"Master?"

No one answered him, there seemed to be no one in the room, he opened the door and went in, the things inside were neatly arranged, the quilt was also folded on the bedside, Xiao Zijun went out early in the morning.

Fang Yuan put the bowl on the table in the yard, and ran outside the yard to have a look. There were figures shaking in the field, and Xiao Zijun rolled up his sleeves and bowed his head to pick something.Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing, put his hands to his mouth and shouted over there: "Master!"

From a distance, Xiao Zijun stopped what he was doing and looked this way, Fang Yuan happily ran over.When Xiao Zijun raised his head again, he was already at his side, with bright eyes staring straight at him, Xiao Zijun dodged: "What are you looking at?"

Fang Yuan said: "It's nothing, just watch Master pick the vegetables."

Xiao Zijun said, "It's weeding."

Hmm... It's all the same, he rolled up his sleeves, and stepped into the soil with his black boots, "I'll help Master."

Xiao Zijun taught him which weeds to pull out, then gave him a small shovel and said, "Be careful, don't get it."

The small shovel twirled nimbly in Fang Yuan's hand, Fang Yuan smiled and said, "How could it get it, anyway, I have learned swordsmanship from Master."

He didn't say that learning sword is good, but he seemed to remind Xiao Zijun, Xiao Zijun straightened up and looked at him: "Fang Yuan."

"Ok?"

"How long has it been since I taught you the sword?"

ah?Fang Yuan paused for pulling the weeds. It has been almost half a year since he woke up. There have been various things, and he finally calmed down. Xiao Zijun came to Beiya again. I practiced with him.

Fang Yuan said truthfully: "About half a year."

Xiao Zijun threw away the grass in his hand, and by the way Fang Yuan also threw away the one in Fang Yuan's hand, and dragged him out of the ground: "Follow me."

Fang Yuan didn't know what he was thinking, so he followed him to the courtyard, Xiao Zijun pulled Zhao Shi from his waist, the blade of the sword rubbed against the scabbard with a "Dang" sound, the blade reflected a cold light, Fang Yuan was startled one time.

He twisted the sword around and handed the hilt to Fang Yuan: "I'll try your sword skills."

Fang Yuan looked at the sword in front of him, he didn't pick it up, he didn't pick it up, he still remembered clearly that time when Xiao Zijun tried his homework in Houshan.

Seeing that Xiao Zijun didn't intend to withdraw the sword, Fang Yuan could only go up and hold the sword. The two hands touched each other. As soon as Xiao Zijun let go, he lifted the sword and stabbed.Compared to half a year ago, Fang Yuan has let go a lot. He has always been familiar with sword moves, but his cultivation level is not enough, and some sword moves cannot exert excellent attacks.

Dodging Fang Yuan's vertical slash and horizontal stab, Xiao Zijun preemptively clamped Fang Yuan's right wrist, and controlled him with his sword. of the neck.

I thought I could catch Xiao Zijun's dozens of moves, but I didn't expect to lose faster than the last time when I was tied up. I was subdued within ten moves, and Xiao Zijun didn't even use a sword.

Fang Yuan's breathing was a little short, not because there was a sword on his neck, but because his back was pressed against Xiao Zijun's chest, and he could feel his even breathing.

Xiao Zijun let go of him, took the sword back and put it in the scabbard, and said to Fang Yuan, "I've made progress."

Fang Yuan exhaled a big breath, and it took him a long time to recover, puzzled: "Master, why did you lose faster when you made progress?"

Xiao Zijun said seriously: "I don't blame you, it's because I am too familiar with your sword moves."

Fang Yuan was his apprentice. Xiao Zijun was very clear about his attack and attack, defense and defense from the beginning, so it was easy to break through.

"Okay, it turns out that Master is observing me every day!"

He was just pretending to be joking, but Xiao Zijun curled his lips and said, "Young poor, go to work."

Xiao Zijun threw a broom to him and asked him to clean up the yard, while he took a basket himself, lifted the cloth covering it, and there were edamame inside. He put the basket on the table and began to peel the edamame, Fang Yuan absent-mindedly Sweeping the ground, I don't know where my thoughts have gone.