Demon Lord became my apprentice

In the evening, the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone slabs like clear frost, and a meandering river beside the street flowed quietly. Dozens of gorgeous lanterns floated slowly on the clear river surface, revealing a bright red light. It makes the river sparkling.

Cong Yi walked slowly in the small town with his master in his arms, the undisciplined brilliance sprinkled on them, as if covering them with a layer of soft light, the coldness all over his body turned into gentleness like water.

The master fell limply into Cong Yi's arms, one arm resting on the back of Cong Yi's shoulder, and the other arm in front of him.Cong looked down at the particularly well-behaved master in his arms, and a smile could not help but rise from the corner of his mouth.

A gust of wind blew by, and a strand of blue hair floated to Master's forehead with the wind.The master seemed to feel a little itchy, subconsciously frowned.

Both of Cong's hands were occupied, and all the fairy arts he had just used were forgotten by him. Without even thinking about it, he lowered his head and approached the master, put his chin against the master's forehead, and gently pulled the strand of black hair out of his mind. face side.

In a daze, the master felt something warm and cool on his hot forehead, slightly relieving his discomfort of being drunk.When Cong Yi was about to step back, almost subconsciously, the master moved forward and pressed Cong Yi's chin again, looking very greedy for the warmth.

Cong was startled for a moment, his back froze.After a while, seeing that Master didn't make any further moves, Cong Yi sighed lightly, as if he was relieved and felt a little regretful, "Master, you drink so lightly, you are not allowed to drink with others except me in the future." drink in front of you."

Cong Rong felt a little uncomfortable from the torture of the alcohol, and couldn't help letting out an indistinct grunt from his nasal cavity. He didn't know whether he agreed or refused, and he adjusted his posture slightly with the arm behind Cong Yi.

As he was walking, Cong Yi suddenly thought of something, he slightly lowered his head and leaned into Master's ear, and whispered softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Master, you once said that my birthday is in spring, every year There are four seasons in a year, and there are nearly a hundred days in the three months of spring. One day after another, the human race is probably like this in its entire life. I don’t know where I came from in this life , I don’t know where to go, I have nothing to ask for, I just hope that every birthday in the future will have Master by my side.”

Cong Rong was very dizzy, and his whole body seemed to be in a fog. In a trance, a familiar voice vaguely lingered in his ears.Cong Rong subconsciously thought that must be very important words, and tried hard to hear clearly, but things failed, and he still couldn't hear clearly.

In the inn, Cong Yi put an ingot of silver on the counter, and said flatly, "One upper room."

Behind the counter, the middle-aged boss took a quick look at Cong Yi's master and apprentice. When he reached out to take the silver, he weighed it secretly, and said with a beaming smile, "Okay, just wait a moment."

"Xiao Er," the boss called out to the shop assistant, "take the guest to the Tianzihao room."

"Come right away." Xiaoer promised quickly, but the person didn't show up for a long time.

In fact, the time was not too long, but Cong Yi was still holding someone in his arms, which seemed a little awkward.

"This kid is hiding behind and being lazy again." The boss laughed awkwardly, and came out from behind the counter, "Guest officer, I'm sorry, I'll take you to the room."

Cong Yi didn't say anything, turned around and followed him.

When going upstairs, the boss warmly introduced to Cong Yi: "The Tianzihao room in our store has two beds. Although one bed is used once, it is equally comfortable to sleep on. It is specially designed for a noble person like you. Design. The Tianzihao room you are about to stay in is even more transparent from north to south, with a wide view."

While talking, the boss led Cong Yi to the front of the Tianzihao room, and was about to reach out to push the door, when Cong asked suddenly, "How many beds are there in your ordinary room?"

The boss replied truthfully: "One piece."

Cong Yidao: "Help me change to a normal room."

"..." The boss was slightly stunned, puzzled, and hurriedly explained: "Guest officer, the Tianzihao room in our store is very comfortable..."

As soon as Cong interrupted him, "There is no need to refund the money."

The boss changed the subject and said enthusiastically again: "I'll take you to the common room now."

After sending Cong Yi into the house, the boss asked courteously: "Guest officer, do you need anything else to eat? The food in our store is not bad."

Cong Yi said indifferently, "No need, bring the hot water as soon as possible."

"Okay!" The boss closed the door for him: "The hot water will be here soon."

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Er brought hot water, "Guest officer, the hot water is ready, you can take a bath now."

After Xiao Er left, Cong Yi hugged Master and walked towards the screen.Cong Yi remembered everything about his childhood. At that time, it was his master who helped him wash his hands. Today, he suddenly switched roles. For some reason, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Cong Yi put the master down, the master had no support, and stood in front of him with his head slightly lowered.

Cong Yi softly called Master twice, but Master still didn't respond, so Cong Yi stretched out his hands to untie Master's robe with confidence.The first-class brocade is smooth and soft, and Ming Cong Yi's clothes are also made of such materials, but he has never noticed these things in his daily life. At this moment, Cong Yi feels that even his senses are several times clearer than before.Cong subconsciously held his breath, gently grabbed the master's broad shoulders, and took off his robes one by one.

It was cold in early spring, and the master, who was wearing a thin coat, couldn't help shivering, and even his mind became clearer.The master tried his best to lift his heavy eyelids, and a handsome face with a bit of childishness flashed countless double images in front of his eyes, "Cong Yi."

"Master, you're awake." Cong Yi didn't look guilty at all.

The master raised his eyes and looked around, then said blankly, "Where is this?"

"We're in the inn now, Master, you're drunk." Cong said, "It's cold outside, Master, let's soak in the bathtub first."

"En." The master obediently responded, and took the initiative to take off his only remaining underwear.Halfway through, the master suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, looked at Cong Yi suspiciously, and murmured, "Why are you still here?"

Cong Yi replied dignifiedly, "I am here to take care of Master."

"Oh." The master gave a deadpan expression, and continued to take off his clothes. As the undershirt came off little by little, Cong Yi saw the master's broad chest, tight waist, flat belly, and slender, straight, white body. legs.

Cong Yi doesn't mind being watched by his master, but the master doesn't like to be honest with him.After living together for so many years, it was the first time Cong Yi saw his master naked, even though he was still wearing obscene pants.

After taking off his underwear, the master stepped on the steps and entered the bathtub.The master sat down against the wall of the bucket, his eyes were slightly closed, and most of his body was buried in the water.The mist from the hot water is like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist. The master is in it, with black hair like a waterfall and skin like snow.

Cong Yi leaned lazily on the shelf next to him, gazing at the master's peaceful profile with his chest in his arms.Because of the drunkenness and heat, the master's fair cheeks were flushed twice, and even the tips of his ears were pink.

Looking at it, Cong Yi suddenly felt that the temperature in the room seemed to be gradually rising, and he seemed to be drunk, hot all over, but strangely, his mind was very clear.

Before Cong Yi could figure it out, a strange feeling suddenly came from his lower body, which passed by but was very real.

At this moment, the master suddenly stood up from the bathtub, and the sparkling water rolled down from his smooth skin like pearls, causing quite a lot of waves in the water.The beating flames shone on his smooth skin, and the snowy skin covered with drops of water was shining with a cold white light, which made people unable to take their eyes off for a moment.

For no reason, the strange feeling suddenly became stronger, and for a moment, Cong Yi felt that his breathing became short of breath.

Cong Yi forced himself to look away, leaned sideways, and handed the dry cloth to the master's hand.

When Master finished cleaning up, Cong watched him fall asleep and was about to open the door to ask Xiao Er to change the water when he suddenly thought of something and turned back behind the screen.

After a while, the cloud and mist cleared away, and the water in the tub was no longer hot, but Cong Yi quickly took off his clothes without hesitation, and stepped into the cold bath water.

After a while, Cong Yi, who was wrapped in cold water, felt that the unexplained hotness just now eased a lot.

After soaking in cold water for an unknown amount of time, Cong Yi finally returned to normal.

After tidying up, Cong Yi lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down beside Master.From a short distance away, Cong Yi stared at the master's profile without blinking.When he was five years old, the master bought a new bed for the house without discussing it with him. Since then, he and the master have slept on two beds in the same room.It has been many years since I was so entwined and breathed like tonight.

Cong Rong has not had a dream for a long time, it should be said that he does not allow himself to dream.However, at this moment, alcohol paralyzed his brain and made him lose control. The past that had been buried deep in him slipped out like ghosts that could not be shaken off.

"Brother, look!" The boy held a little rabbit in both hands, and ran to another older boy quickly.

The boy called Big Brother was surprised: "Little rabbit, where did you come from?"

The boy pointed to the woods behind him, "I picked it up over there."

The eldest brother touched the fluffy little rabbit, "It seems to be injured."

Only then did the boy realize that something seemed to stick to his palm, which was sticky.He picked it up and saw that it was blood, as expected.

"No wonder it lay there motionless."

The eldest brother said worriedly: "Let's go, let's take it back for treatment."

A few days later, the little rabbit was alive and kicking in the green grass.

The boy leaned over and hugged it into his arms, and stroked it tenderly.Seeing the elder brother coming, the boy took the initiative to hand the little rabbit to the elder brother.

The eldest brother took the little rabbit with a smile, who would have thought that the little rabbit would suddenly turn into an ancient beast in his hands, opening its bloody mouth to swallow the eldest brother.

"Big Brother, Big Brother..." Cong Rong suddenly muttered to himself, his voice was vague and full of eagerness.

"Master? Master?" Cong Yi immediately sat up, trying to wake him up.

Cong Rong's brows were furrowed, and cold sweat even broke out on his smooth forehead, "Big Brother, don't, Big Brother..."

"Master!" Cong stretched out his hand to shake him, "Master, wake up!"

"Brother!" Cong Rong woke up suddenly, bouncing off the bed in a cold sweat.

Cong Rong had a splitting headache and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.Everything in the dream was so blurred that he couldn't even see his elder brother's eyebrows clearly. However, at the last moment before he opened his eyes, Cong Rong clearly saw the appearance of the ancient ferocious beast. The ferocious and terrifying face was clearly It was made by him.

"Master, you are having a nightmare." Cong Yi's worried tone brought him back to reality.

Cong Rong turned his head to look at Cong Yi in a daze, his eyes were deep and difficult to understand, as if through Cong Yi he saw the endless nothingness, and behind this nothingness stood a person he could never let go of.