Demon Lord became my apprentice

As soon as Cong kept his word, since that day, he never missed a class again.Even the three handwritten disciplines were copied word by word by himself. Zhang Jiakang and Qiao Yuan offered to help, but he refused.

According to the usual practice, the Joint Office will divide the newly admitted disciples into different teams and take turns to watch the night.One is to train and improve their strength in actual combat, and the other is to deal with the low-level demonic energy that has flowed into the human race by the way.Just in case, each team is assigned a gentleman to lead the team. Originally, everyone thought that Cong Yi's team must be led by Mr. Cong Er. episode.

According to the past practice, Song Ziming assigned the team leader and the night watch area to each team of disciples in a way of combining strength and weakness and balancing strength on the basis of combining personal wishes.I thought it was a procedural job, and Song Ziming read his name very quickly. Unexpectedly, the second son Cong, who has always been a Buddhist, interrupted him by raising his hand. For the first time, he offered to choose his own disciples to lead.

At that time, everyone was surprised and didn't know what Cong Rong meant by this move.Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, Cong Rong chose the weakest team, and Cong Yi was not among them.

Song Ziming thought he heard it wrong, and reassured him repeatedly that there was no Cong Yi in this team.

Cong Rong's expression was indifferent, and he only explained that when Cong Yi grew up, he couldn't always be by his side, he should go to the outside world to see more and make some new friends.

This reason is too high-sounding, hard to win people's trust.Everyone couldn't help thinking that Cong skipped class on the first day of class, and Murong Yu made a note in the record. In the end, although Murong Yu erased the record, at least all the teachers knew about it. Cong Rong's face It is already lost.It seems that since then, between Cong Rong's master and his disciples, there has been a strange respect and alienation.

However, the person involved, Murong Yu, didn't think so. On that day, Cong Rong would rather self-criticize himself in front of everyone than stand up and take the punishment for his apprentice, which shows that he still values ​​this apprentice very much in his heart.As for why he deliberately didn't choose Cong Yi's team, there must be another reason.

Guo Xinyi didn't care what the reason was, if Cong Rong didn't choose, wouldn't it be just a perfect fulfillment for him.He was still worried just now, a team can only have one gentleman, so how can he become the leader of Zhang Jiakang's team.Now it's all right, he doesn't need to do anything, he just got what he wanted, it really didn't take any effort.

Guo Xinyi excitedly accepted Cong Zhang Jiakang's team leader, and at the end he did not forget to thank Cong Rong for fulfilling his teacher-student relationship with Zhang Jiakang.

Looking at Guo Xinyi's intense smile that couldn't be dispelled, Cong Rong felt a little envious inexplicably. It would be great if he and Cong Yi could express their true thoughts in front of everyone like them. .Unfortunately, there will never be such a day.

The fact that Cong Rong deliberately did not choose Cong Yi quickly spread throughout the joint office. Cong Rong's behavior was too weird and there was no reasonable reason for it.

Cong Rongshuo's identity as the second son of Fangzong is there, and the strength of the outstanding person in the world is obvious to all. When they heard that he didn't like his apprentice, the other disciples of the joint office were ready to move, one by one, they took out the most expensive apprentice ceremony at hand. , flocked to.

If Zhang Jiakang and Qiao Yuan hadn't stood guard at the gate of the small courtyard, the threshold of Cong Rong's residence would have been crushed.

At this moment, in the sleeping hall, Cong Rong and Cong Yi are sitting face to face across the Zhang Shu table.

The hustle and bustle not far outside the door came in through the crack of the door, like flies buzzing in the ears, making Cong Yi upset.

"Master, is this going to accept apprentices for the second time?" Cong Yi suffered alone for several days. He didn't want to persecute the master. He persuaded himself that the master just needs time to see his heart clearly. Going farther and farther, even planning to accept apprentices for the second time.Up to now, Cong Yi could no longer suppress the resentment in his heart, and asked in a cold voice.

Cong Rong put down the teacup, looked up at Cong Yi, and said lightly, "It's not impossible."

"It's a good one." Cong felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and said viciously: "I remember that I once said that if anyone dares to worship Master as a teacher, I will beat them one by one."

After saying that, Cong crushed the jade teacup with one hand, and the hot tea flowed down the back of his hand, and a large red mark appeared on his fair skin. Cong Yi didn't seem to notice it, and his voice was as cold as frost. : "Master should be clear, Cong has always said what he says."

Cong Rong looked rightly at Cong Yi's reddened hand, his eyes were full of worry and distress, if he hadn't tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart, he would have already held Cong Yi's hand at this moment, She asked him with concern if it hurts.

Thousands of thoughts were fleeting, and Cong Rong immediately regained his indifference, "Are you threatening me?"

Cong stood up, put one hand on the desk, leaned over to Cong Rong, stretched out his hand to caress his smooth forehead, his eyes were gloomy and paranoid, "Master is Cong Yi's favorite person, how could Cong Yi be willing to threaten Master. But Cong Yi doesn't mind, Master treats me like a white-eyed wolf, if I can't get it, I won't allow others to get it."

Cong Yi's slightly cool fingertips gently slid across his cheeks, the feeling was very much like ice cream in early summer, it was a bit chilly, but it was a temperature that made people covetous.Cong Rong's heart trembled slightly, and she unconsciously lowered her eyes, but she didn't dare to look directly at his eyes full of bitterness.

Cong Yi looked down at Master from a high position. It had been several days since he had been able to get close to Master as close as he is now. The suppressed desire, pain and unwillingness in his heart flooded in. As long as he thought that he might never be able to be alone again in this life, Cong Yi looked down at Master. With Master, the beast in Cong Yi's heart rushed out of the cage uncontrollably.

Cong Yi's fingertips slipped to Master's jaw, and he lifted it lightly, forcing Master to raise his chin.Cong Yi lowered his head, and pressed his master's soft lips against the lingering.

Cong Rong was shocked, the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and his body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

Cong Yi wrapped one hand around the back of Master's neck, and leaped forward, flying over the desk as lightly as a flying fish, directly threw Master to the ground, and stretched out his hand to untie Master's robe.

Cong Rong was terrified, there was a lot of voices outside the door, and shadows of people floated through the window from time to time, and they might come in at any time.But Cong Yi actually... dared to...

"Master is just worried that our status as master and apprentice will be said to be a forbidden love, regardless of morality." Cong Yi pressed the master under him, a stern light flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and said desperately: "Today, I will simply help Master to break through this relationship. Except for Master's worries, Cong will bear the burden of killing and punishing him one by one."

Cong Rong didn't expect Cong Yi to give up on him so easily, he was angry and angry for a moment, and with a thought, the surging spiritual power directly overturned Cong Yi, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "Cong Yi, you bastard."

Cong Yi didn't use any spiritual power, and resisted Master's blow forcefully, his back hit the beam and pillar, like a small earthquake, the bedroom shook.

Cong leaned against the beam to stabilize his tall figure, his throat was sweet, and a sticky liquid slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth. It turned out that Master's desire to push him away was so strong.

Cong Yi didn't say a word, and walked out. As soon as the door opened, everyone who had gathered around the courtyard rushed over after hearing the movement. One or two widened their eyes and looked at Cong Yi vigorously. Aim inside.

Zhang Jiakang and Qiao Yuan were stunned, and followed Cong Yi step by step, not daring to ask a word.

The crowd outside the hall refused to disperse for a long time, and there were even a few brave ones eager to go in. Unfortunately, just as one foot was raised, there were two loud bangs in succession, and the heavy door of the sleeping hall was closed from the inside. Yeah, almost hit the man on the nose.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. No one had ever seen the usually gentle and refined Young Master Cong lose such a temper suddenly. He didn't dare to stay for a second and left on tiptoe.