Demon Lord became my apprentice

It was late at night, and in the dormitory, the two master and apprentice lying side by side on the same bed were breathing evenly.

In the pitch-black night, Cong Rong slowly opened his eyes, the bottom of his eyes was clear, as if he had never fallen asleep.Cong Yi's sleeping position was not good, most of his body was pressed on him, his arms crossed his shoulders, and he was tightly circled, as if he was afraid that he would run away.Cong Rong, in this uncomfortable position, stretched out his hand to lightly caress the back of Cong Yi's neck, and Cong Yi then fell into a deep dream.

The peaks and ridges of Yunan Mountain are emerald green, stretching for hundreds of miles.At night, there was fog in the depths of the dense forest, and the thick night fog was like substance, slowly flowing in mid-air.The long clear brilliance sprinkled down, as if swallowed by the thick fog all over the sky, not even a little bit of starlight could penetrate.In the quiet and terrifying deep forest, there is a scream of a beast from time to time, which seems to be close to the ear, which makes people feel creepy.

When Cong Rong saw Murong Zheng, he stood quietly in the dense forest with his hands behind his back, his black clothes seemed to blend in with the thick night fog.

With a distance of more than ten meters, the two looked at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.The north wind blew up the fallen leaves in the forest, rustling, as if ten thousand insects were devouring the heart, and the atmosphere became more and more strange.

Murong Zheng sneered coldly: "You really came, it seems that your little apprentice is more important than imagined. It is so important that no matter how I provoke you before, you will not fight, and I just mentioned your little apprentice casually." One word, and you're here."

Murong Zheng and his elder brother are life-and-death friends, Cong Yi's life experience should not be hidden from him, but his sister-in-law told him to keep it a secret, and Cong Yi's life experience is even more related to his safety.Now, Murong Zheng's resentment towards him made it impossible for Cong Rong to sit down and have a proper talk with him.

Thinking of this, Cong Rong didn't say a word, and silently pulled out his thoughts.

Seeing this, Murong Zheng sneered and said: "You still have some backbone." After saying that, he sacrificed his sword and came straight to Cong Rong.

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Cong Yi's five senses are very sharp, even if he is asleep, he will wake up immediately if there is any movement.He knew when the master stretched out his hand to caress his sleeping hole.It's a pity that the master shot too quickly, and he fell into a deep sleep before he had time to make a move.

Cong Yi fell into a deep sleep, but he faintly felt that he had to wake up. He was like a landlubber that fell into the water, his hands and feet were tightly entangled by the greasy water plants, and the more he struggled, the tighter his mouth and nose were. There seemed to be constant salty sea water pouring in, and even breathing became heavy.

After an unknown amount of time, Cong Yi finally broke free from the shackles, opened his eyes suddenly, and the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the empty bedroom.

Seeing that there was no shadow of Master beside the bed, and even the bed was cold, Cong Yi, who had always been extremely calm, couldn't help feeling flustered, and ran out of bed barefoot, calling "Master" loudly, making people feel distressed anxiously.

The dormitory was very big, Cong Yi turned the dormitory upside down like crazy, Chong Mingniao was scared by him and shrank in the corner, staring at him with wide eyes.

In the closet, on the table, on the bookshelf... There are Master's objects everywhere, but there is no familiar atmosphere in the hall.

In the past, it wasn't that the master didn't carry him behind his back, and secretly went out at night to eliminate demons.But this time, Cong Yi felt inexplicably confused, as if the master had just thrown away everything, including him as an apprentice, and disappeared out of thin air.

Cong Yi's brain could hardly think, and his whole body exuded a gloomy and cold aura, which made people feel like falling into hell.Cong Yi was about to open the door to look for his master, when he heard a slight sound from the window, and then a shadow came in.

Cong turned his head in a flash, and saw the master's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his slender figure became thinner and thinner, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time.The evening wind stirred the corners of his clothes, and a little scarlet splashed on the plain white robe, like a tree of red plums blooming in the white snow, revealing a strange and coquettish charm.

Cong Rong didn't seem to expect that Cong Yi would wake up at this moment, and for a moment, his breath was not moving smoothly, and he staggered accidentally.

Cong Yi seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and flew away, reaching out his hand to embrace the crumbling Master in his arms, "Master, are you injured?"

Seeing that his deep eyes were full of worry, Cong Rong shook his head with strength, "Master is fine, it's just a minor injury."

Cong Yi felt extremely distressed, without saying a word, he embraced Master's tight waist with one hand, swept to the side of the bed, and sat cross-legged facing each other, hoping to help Master heal his injuries.

Healing people consumes a lot of spiritual power. Even if Cong Yi is a genius of heaven, he has not been a real cultivator for a long time, and he has not yet reached the point where he can use his own power to heal others.Cong Rong was worried that he was too impatient and would hurt himself by forcefully healing him, so she wanted to refuse on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Cong Yi seemed to have realized his intention in advance, and suddenly mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to restrain him.Cong Rong was startled, and became more and more eager to stop him. When he spoke, his hoarse voice was extremely tense, "Cong Yi, stop quickly."

Cong Yi held the absolute initiative, and said coldly: "If the master doesn't want me to get hurt, then just be obedient."

Hearing this, Cong Rong choked, and finally gave up resisting, allowing his spiritual power to enter his meridians and flow throughout his body bit by bit.The slightly warm warm current slowly travels through the eight meridians, like a lover's gentle hand, gradually calming Cong Rong's turbulent blood.

After a cup of tea, Cong Rong's complexion became ruddy again, like a spring cherry blossom, white and pink, making people love her.If it had been before, Cong would have been seduced by Master's inadvertent flattery, but this time, his eyes did not stay on Master, he got up, got out of bed and walked towards the table.

Cong Yi has a vengeful nature, but he rarely forbears it like this. If he can seek revenge on the spot, he will never let the enemy have another day of happiness.Cong Rong looked at him deeply, seeing that even his back seemed to be sulking, knowing that he was wrong, her tone was unprecedentedly gentle, "Cong Yi."

Cong Yi still turned his back to Master, pouring tea from the teapot, and after a moment of silence, he hummed indistinctly.

Seeing this, Cong Yi was probably very angry.Cong Rong comforted: "Master's body is well known by himself, a little injury is not a problem, and it will be fine after a few days of treatment. Besides, with you to heal Master, Master will only heal faster."

After all, Cong Rong watched Cong Yi's reaction for a moment, but after hearing his explanation, Cong Yi's back seemed to have another layer of frost.

Master Cong Yiqi refused to tell him anything, and endured everything alone, and even hurt himself all over.What made Cong Yi even more angry was that the master didn't know where he was wrong until now, and he still tried to get away with it.

Cong Yi wandered around the teacup that was about to overflow, and said in a cold tone: "I am just an apprentice picked up by the master. Naturally, I have no control over what the master wants to do, let alone the right to ask."

Hearing this, Cong Rong finally realized what the problem was. Apart from being worried, Cong Yi was even more angry that she kept silent to him.But there are some things that he doesn't want Cong Yi to know, and he doesn't want Cong Yi to work hard for him.It is enough for him to face the grievances of the past alone.Thinking of this, Cong Rong frowned slightly, and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "This time, Master is wrong, and Master will never seal your sleeping point again."

Cong Yi didn't buy it, and said bluntly: "What's the use of not sealing my sleeping hole? Master lives in this bedroom, and I live in another bedroom. What does Master want to do? Isn't it free to come and go? Even if it leaves me alone Throwing it here and leaving without a sound, I am afraid I will not know it, and I will even learn the truth from others."

Cong's example was too extreme, but Cong Rong couldn't refute his self-proof, so he hesitated for a moment, in order to show his sincerity, he had no choice but to promise: "If you are worried, you can move here, Master willingly accepts your supervision."

The author has something to say: Cong Routine King One: I can finally continue to share the same bed with Master.