Master Xiao thinks about those years

The sandalwood bed, small porch windows, and light plain curtains, the orange candlelight illuminates the elegantly laid-out room, and also illuminates the sleepy and cold beauty in a bright red dress on the bed with frowning brows.

Fu Nian sat by the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping face of the sleeping person.My heart still couldn't help but twitch.

"It really looks so much like..."

Fu Nian couldn't help stretching out his hand, gently touching the cold and beautiful silhouette of the sleeping person.

When he saw this person for the first time, blood flowed from his whole body. At that moment, he almost thought that his master had really returned.

After six years of separation, every day during these six years, he has not been gnawing at his heart for a moment.

However, it was not his master after all.

The person who sacrificed with the spirit-locking spell was pierced by thirteen ice swords, his soul was scattered, and he couldn't even get the chance to be reincarnated. How could he stand in front of him?

What's more, when his master wants to be elegant and clean, when will he wear such bloody red clothes?When will she speak harshly to him?

He was clearly sure that the person in front of him was not the gentle him, but Fu Nian still couldn't stop his crazy heart.There is no way to stop the turbulent thoughts and fanatical thoughts hidden in my heart.

Yes, his master is more than just a master in his eyes.

Apart from respect, Fu Nian thought, his master probably never knew that there was also a carefully concealed feeling in his heart, a hidden feeling.

He used all the love thoughts of mortals on his most respected and beloved master.

Since when?

The first throbbing was the day he entered the teacher's school, the gardenia rain filled the sky, he knelt at the feet of that white-clothed man, and finally felt that he had a home.

Yes, before he came to Shangyu and met his master Yan Chen, he had been wandering.

When I was wandering, I tasted the cruelty of the world, and only after I had Master, did I know what it was like to be treated tenderly.

Fu Nian was trapped in his own memories, he didn't notice the swaying eyelashes of the person on the bed, and opened his eyes slightly.

Yan Chen felt dizzy, opened his eyes dimly, and found that he was no longer in the blood-red palace, looking up, it was a plain curtain, looking to the right, it was a wall, looking to the left, it was him The bastard character rune reads.

As soon as Yan Chen saw Fu Nian, he immediately thought of Fu Nian's arrogant and presumptuous behavior in the blood-red palace, so he clenched his fingers tightly for a moment, and his solemn and serious face was flushed slightly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Anger stagnated, Yan Chen coughed uncontrollably.

Fu Nian trembled when he heard the sound, and immediately turned around: "Are you awake?"

Yan Chen saw that rebellious face appearing in front of his eyes very clearly, he couldn't bear it in his heart, he turned his head, and turned around as if to avoid it.

His apprentice shouldn't be like this.

Fu Nian looked at the person on the bed just ignoring him and turned around, his eyes that were just a little moist couldn't help but darken again.

"turn around!"

Fu Nian is fierce.If it was his master, he would never be so indifferent to him.

The angry scolding echoed in the room, and the person on the bed remained motionless.

"I told you to turn around, can't you hear?" Fu Nian's eyes were full of blood, he was furious, grabbed the sleeve of the person on the bed, and pulled it violently.

"Fun Nian! What on earth are you going to do!" Yan Chen's shoulder was pressed down by Fu Nian's heavy palm, and anger was tempered in his eyes.

Fu Nian suddenly moved closer, pressing her body over: "What are you doing? Aren't you a prostitute/prostitute? A prostitute/prostitute should do what a prostitute/prostitute should do!"

"You—presumptuous!" Yan Chen pressed his hands against Fu Nian's hard chest, his teeth chattering.

"Aren't you approaching me just to please me and make me happy? What? You don't want to?" Fu Nian sneered.

Yan Chen smiled bitterly, trying to push him away with all his strength.

"If you serve well, I can give you—"

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud slap echoed in the room.

Yan Chen glared at Fu Nian in front of him, his wrist was tightly grasped by Fu Nian's claw-like hand, hanging in the air.

This is the first time he has played a symbol.

"You dare to disobey me?" Fu Nian stared at the person imprisoned by him, pinching his wrist more and more, as if to crush his bones into powder.

"I'm not the kind of person you think." Yan Chen gritted his teeth.

"No, you still say no to this deity even if you are so gorgeously dressed?"

"Do you...do you still have any sense of propriety, righteousness and shame?" Yan Chen frowned, his eyes full of compassion.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The arrogant laughter sounded, and Fu Nian seemed to have heard the biggest joke in his life.

"You, Mo Qing, go out and ask, do I, Ye Zun, need etiquette, righteousness and integrity? I have long since abandoned such empty and insignificant things!" Fu Nian sneered.

Hearing these words in Yan Chen's ears, his heart became colder and colder.It's only been six years, how did it become what it is now?

"Aren't you... Shang Yu's disciple who abides by the righteous way?" Yan Chen hesitated.

"Once upon a time? That's all gone. My master is not here. What kind of etiquette and shame am I talking about?"

Yan Chen's heart was shocked, and he suppressed the scorching heat in his throat and trembled: "If your master is alive...seeing you like this..."

"Heh... I hope he can see it!" Fu Nian laughed, if his master could come back, he would not hesitate to pay any price.

However, Yan Chen's whole body trembled, and the cold feeling spread from his heart to his limbs.

It turned out that even if he was there, nothing would change.

"Why am I telling you this! Right now, if you can serve me well, how about I give you a good position in Yexingyuan?" Fu Nian smiled, pinching Yan Chenxue's chin with cold fingers.

"How about I give you a position higher than Zhuran?"

Yan Chen's thin lips were tightly pursed, his fingers contracted, and they were clenched into fists.

Just about to attack, suddenly, a voice sounded outside the door: "Brother?"

The voice is clear and the words are clear.

Yan Chen's heart suddenly suffocated.

This voice... belonged to Meng Huan.

Meng Huan was Yan Chen's little apprentice in his previous life.

Yan Chen has two apprentices.At the age of 21, he accepted the 14-year-old Fu Nian.At the age of 23, Meng Huan, who was nine years old, was accepted.

He died at the age of 26, and he has been dead for six years now.Meng Huan should have grown into a young man.

Fu Nian was also startled when he heard this voice, he loosened his grip on Yan Chen, and said in a deep voice, "Don't come in!"

"Yes..." Hearing the words, the people outside the door responded dumbly, and really waited outside the door seriously.

Fu Nian got up, straightened his clothes, then looked up at Yan Chen who was weak on the bed and said: "You are not allowed to go out"

After speaking, he walked towards the door without moving his head.

Yan Chenzheng was lying on the side of the bed in a daze, watching the sound of Fu Nian going away, still thinking about the appearance of Meng Huan in his previous life.

Meng Huan, like Fu Nian in his previous life, is an extremely pure child.

But compared to Fu Nian, Meng Huan is more gentle and quiet, just like a kitten.As for the talisman, although it is clear, there is always an indelible determination in the eyes.

The carved sandalwood door suddenly opened, and then closed again at an extremely fast speed.The night outside the door was dense, Yan Chen saw nothing except a piece of black ink.

Six years... What does Meng Huan look like now?

Yan Chen's gaze was long, suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his fingers clenched his blood-red sleeves tightly.

Today's talisman has become like this, so Meng Huan wouldn't...

Yan Chen felt chills in his heart, the arrogance and presumptuousness of Fu Nian completely subverted his previous thoughts, he was afraid that another apprentice of his would also become someone he didn't know at all.

Thinking of this, Yan Chen suddenly sat up from the bed, his clothes were messy at the neckline, he didn't even care about tidying up, and walked to the door barefoot.

Outside the door, Fu Nian was looking at a handsome young man in light blue clothes. The young man was standing at the bottom of the steps. He was handsome and fair-faced. His eyes seemed to contain spring water, and his whole body exuded warmth. Qi.It's the complete opposite of the rune that is dressed in black and reveals its hostility.

"Why, what do you want me to do?" Fu Nian stood under the verandah, and the two guards guarding the wooden door couldn't help but slow down their breathing.

The boy in blue raised his head, looked directly at Fu Nian, his eyes were burning: "Brother, I heard..."

"How many times have I told you, don't call me Senior Brother." Fu Nian interrupted suddenly.

The blue-clothed boy's face froze, but he was not annoyed, and only replied meekly: "It is... the Lord."

Hearing this, Yan Chen, who was hiding in the room leaning on the door and eavesdropping, suddenly felt relieved, such a tone, such an answer, Meng Huan was good, and his temperament was no different from before.

For a moment, Yan Chen was almost fortunate.

The conversation outside the door continued.

Meng Huan in blue looked at Fu Nian, without any fear in his eyes: "I heard that Master..." He suddenly realized something was wrong, paused, and then changed his words: "I heard that the Lord has gained a new person, This person... looks a bit like Master..."

Fu Nian's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Who told you?"

"No... I know it myself..." Facing Fu Nian's sullen face, Meng Huan suddenly murmured.

"It doesn't matter who you listen to." Fu Nian paused: "Nothing."

"No, there is! Zhuran clearly told me..." Meng Huan became anxious, and suddenly he couldn't choose what to say.

"Oh, so it's Zhuran..." Fu Nian smiled.

The laughter was cold, and the two guards standing behind Fu Nian became more and more nervous.As for Meng Huan, it was only here that he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong.

"Don't blame him, I asked the question myself..." Meng Huan hurriedly explained.

Fu Nian didn't take Meng Huan's defense seriously, he turned around leisurely, and took a quick shot to capture a guard behind him.The guard knelt down instantly, and received a loud slap on the face.

"Respect, lord...forgive me..."

The guard's face twisted, and a small begging for mercy came out of his throat.

"My lord, what are you doing!" Meng Huan became nervous.

Yan Chen who was hiding behind the door was startled, the once pure apprentice had become moody and violent.

The guard knelt at Fu Nian's feet, humbly begging for mercy, his body trembling and his palms sweating.

Fu Nian lowered his head and looked down at the guard and Meng Huan under the corridor: "If there are still people who dare to gossip in front of the young master in the future, I will not be merciless, even if it is Zhuran."

"Yes, yes..." The guard replied tremblingly.

"You can just come to me if you have anything, why bother to embarrass someone who has nothing to do with it?" Meng Huan clenched his fingers into fists.

Fu Nian smiled: "Evil you? You are Master's favorite little apprentice, how dare I make things difficult for you? Meng Huan, as long as it is someone Master wants to protect, I will never treat you harshly."

Fu Nian's tone was sarcasm, and Yan Chen who was hiding inside the door was suddenly shocked.

Meng Huan stood under the veranda, his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh.

"Do you know what Master wants to protect? What he protects is the entire Shangyu, the entire world, and now, what has this world been made of by you..."

Meng Huan's eyelashes rustled, and there was suppressed anger between his lips and teeth.

"The world? If it wasn't for the world...how could Master die?" Fu Nian smiled. "Right now, it's my utmost benevolence not to let the blood flow in this world and the corpses litter the fields, yet you come to question me now?"

Meng Huan's eyes were burning: "If the master is here, he will never want to see you like this."

Inside the room, Yan Chen's fingers tightened suddenly.

"Master? Master died a long time ago...hahaha...how could he see me like this?" Fu Nian laughed wantonly, "But it doesn't matter, when I find someone who matches the spirit veins of Master, I will Prepare his body for Master's resurrection, and at that time, Master can... see me..."

"Brother! Wake up! The resurrection of the body will attract countless ghosts from the underworld! How could Master..."

"Snapped!"

A harsh slap.

Meng Huan's fair face was turned aside by the beating, and the hair on the left side fell down to cover half of his face.Fu Nian stood in front of him with cold eyes: "Don't think that I really won't touch you! It's not your turn to teach me what to do!"

Meng Huan lowered his head and knelt down: "Brother, please, don't do this..."

Fu Nian was in a hurry, he grabbed Meng Huan's neck and forced him to look up: "You are also Master's apprentice, don't you miss Master a little bit?"

"Ahem...I respect...Master, but...protecting the world...is Master's...Master's..."

Meng Huan was short of breath, his neck was tightly restrained, and he struggled to speak.

Yan Chen, who was standing inside the house, felt a pain in his heart, and almost broke the door to get out.

Fu Nian, that is your fellow apprentice...

Meng Huan continued to speak intermittently, but Fu Nian suddenly increased his strength, and the blood in his eyes surged: "Do you believe it or not, I will kill you?"

Meng Huan smiled desolately: "You kill me... kill me... then I can see Master..."

"Okay...then I'll—"

"boom!"

"Spells!"

There was a roar of anger, and the door suddenly opened wide, Meng Huan saw a flash of blood red in the night, and then the strength restrained in his throat was suddenly withdrawn, replaced by a cold and warm embrace.

Under the corridor, Yan Chen in blood glared at Fu Nian, and used his thin body to protect the blue-clothed boy who was a head lower than him.

"Mo Qing?" Fu Nian looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and then sneered after being surprised.

And Meng Huan, who broke free from the shackles of the talisman, slowly raised his head, seeing the face of the person protecting him, his jade-like eyes were suddenly filled with mist.

"Master..."

Yan Chen heard a trembling voice coming from his arms, his eyebrows twitched, he had no time to comfort the young man in his arms, he let go of his hand and pushed the young man behind him, looked at Fu Nian and said, "Are you crazy? "

Fu Nian looked at Yan Chen's face that was crimson because of anger, and saw his nervous appearance when he was protecting Meng Huan behind him, feeling inexplicably upset in his chest: "What? Are you in a hurry? You are not related to him, not for a reason. What? Even if you are killed by me, it has nothing to do with you."

"You..." Yan Chen felt blue veins appear on his slender arm, and wanted to scold him for how he could attack his junior brother, but he finally swallowed the words, and he pursed his lips tightly, saying every word : "Thou shalt not kill innocent people."

"Hahaha... Mo Qing, you really have a sense of saving the world!" He suddenly approached, passed his hands gently around his waist, pulled him into his arms, and pressed him against the stone pillar beside him: "Why? Do? I seem to be interested in you?"

"Fun Nian!" Yan Chen was short of breath, and the movements of Fu Nian were too rough, Yan Chen felt that he was almost thrown on the stone pillar, and his back seemed to be split.

"What are you going to do to Master!!!"

Meng Huan at the verandah clenched his fingers into fists, staring angrily at the talisman that was tightly imprisoning the man in red on the steps.

Only now did he see clearly in front of the man in red, his heart was like a thousand horses galloping, with thousands of emotions intertwined, almost breaking out of his body.Now that he saw Fu Nian being rough on the man in red, he finally couldn't hold back his mouth.

Fu Nian imprisoned Yan Chen in his arms with one hand, while looking back at Meng Huan at the bottom of the steps leisurely: "Look carefully, he is not our good teacher..."

"No? How could it be... Mingming..." Meng Huan stared closely at Yan Chen's handsome and cold face, trying to find the slightest flaw in his face.

On closer inspection, however, he immediately saw the difference.As the apprentice of Shangyu Qinghui Daoist Yan Chen, he used to get along with Yan Chen day and night.Yan Chen's appearance has long been engraved in his heart.

On the forehead of his master, there is no bloody flower.

Although the face of the man in red in front of him is somewhat similar to that of Yan Chen, his eyes are not as gentle as that of Master Qinghui, and the face of Master Qinghui is clear, but the face of the man in red in front of him is rather charming. Li, there is a sense of glamorous beauty.

After watching for a long time, Meng Huan's eyes really hesitated.

Yan Chen pressed his hand firmly against Fu Nian's hard chest, turned his eyes away, and endured Meng Huan's exploration.

He cannot speak.

In this life, he made an appointment with the errand in hell, and he could not appear in front of the world as the real person Yan Chen of Shang Yu Qinghui.

In this life, he is not Yan Chen, nor the master of Fu Nian and Meng Huan.

So far, he is just a man named Mo Qing, just a prostitute/prostitute dedicated to Fu Nian.

The former master actually wants to dedicate himself to his apprentice as a prostitute, heh... Yan Chen's mouth was stained with a bitter smile.

"It's really not Master..."

Meng Huan stared blankly at Yan Chen, his originally bright eyes suddenly darkened, like a child whose wish had been thwarted.

"How could he be a master?" Fu Nian sneered, "He is just a prostitute brought in by an outsider... that's all. Isn't that right? Mo Qing?" As he spoke, he put his five fingers together and pinched his arms hard Thin waist of man.

Yan Chen was suffering from pain, he endured the pain and turned his head away, his lips were tightly closed, and he did not answer.

He still hasn't figured out what caused the once pure talisman to become what it is today, and he hasn't figured out what the world has become now, he has only one prostitute/prostitute now identity.

"Meng Huan, he is known as the number one beauty. Look, how does he compare with Zhuran?" Fu Nian smiled, and cast a playful glance at the blue-clothed boy under the steps from the forbearing Yan Chen's face.

The blue-clothed boy suddenly froze. He looked at Yan Chen's blushing and sullen face, and at the arrogant and reckless talisman, a sense of shame immediately filled his heart.

Although the person in front of him only has a very similar face to the master, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like Fu Nian is hugging the master.

Fu Nian is Master's apprentice, how could he hug like this...

Meng Huan's face turned red and white, but Fu Nian was leisurely and contented. Seeing that Meng Huan didn't answer, he sneered and said, "Zhuran's beauty is naturally not as good as our number one beauty..."

"Shut up! You can't say that..." Meng Huan's handsome face was stubbornly tense, and his anger exploded at this moment.He couldn't just watch the man in red in front of him being insulted by the talisman.

"He looks so similar to Master, how could you! How could..."

"How can it be? He is a prostitute, but not a master, what's wrong?" Fu Nian smiled, looking at the humiliated man in his arms.

He had to admit that this man named Mo Qing was very similar to Yan Chen in terms of appearance and temperament, but he alone did not have the gentleness of the master.

It was precisely because Master was too gentle to him that his feelings that had been accumulating day by day became more and more difficult to express.

In the past, he thought that as long as the master was around, he would have been protecting this person who was as bright as the moonlight.

But later, this person who was as bright as the moonlight disappeared in the world, and he searched for it like crazy, and the pain was like tearing out his heart and lungs.

Now, when Mo Qing appeared in front of him, he was ecstatic and sneered at the same time. He was glad that he was similar to Yan Chen, but also resented that he was similar to Yan Chen.

To him, Master is like the bright and clear moonlight, and he dare not touch it or defile it.

However, Mo Qing was different.Mo Qing, who was dressed in a bright red dress, was just a prostitute.

He can play with him at will, pamper him, make him the second bamboo dyer in this night abyss, humiliate him, and make him humble like an ant.

Thinking of this, Fu Nian's brows and eyes were stained with a sinister smile, he forced Yan Chen's cheek, and smiled menacingly at Meng Huan at the bottom of the steps: "Since you say no? I want you to see."