On the 101 Forms of Disciple Blackening

"Why is there a painting with a seal here?" Fang Siqing walked over slowly, stretched out his hand, and just touched the seal, his whole hand ached as if being crushed by a boulder.

She covered her hands and backed away again and again, unable to support her body and fell to her knees.Biting his lip and looking up, the five-element seal array on the scroll was wrapped in a scorching temperature. At this time, it was gradually peeled off from the painting, and it began to gush out continuously, as if the locked target was her.

"What the hell is going on? Why is there such a thing in Master's room? Isn't this an evil thing?" Fang Siqing was shocked.

"I have to leave here quickly, otherwise..." Fang Siqing gritted her teeth and insisted on standing up, attacking before the formation is fully formed, it is the best policy to leave at this time.

It is absolutely impossible to forcibly resist this formation mark. Is there any other end besides the soul flying away?

Stepping up to the door, Fang Siqing suddenly stopped, turned her head, and looked at the person lying on the bed.

"...Ah, what a hassle."

Fang Siqing didn't really realize what it means that there is only a thin line between life and death until the cool wind blows head-on.

Putting the boy on his shoulders on the ground, Fang Siqing sat on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"If I hadn't accidentally activated this formation, I wouldn't have saved you." Fang Siqing snorted, looking away from the young man.

"If the master comes back, if he knows that I have moved his formation, will he scold me?"

This is what Fang Siqing is most worried about now.

If it was the former master, according to his temperament of never talking too much with outsiders, he would never have other communication except for a clear sentence of punishment.

But the current master is different, the current master is a master who always puts his eyes on himself with a smile.

Fang Siqing was still thinking and worrying, but the boy next to him seemed to have been teased to wake up.

"Where is this...?" The young man looked around in confusion.

Fang Siqing pretended not to hear, she didn't like chatting with little kids.

"Are you... a fairy??!" The boy noticed Fang Siqing sitting beside him, looking like a rainbow, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

But Fang Siqing didn't give face very much, he slashed at him with a knife in front of the young man, and the young man fainted gorgeously before he woke up for a minute with excitement.

"It's noisy."

"If I knew you were so noisy, I should have thrown it inside and waited to die."

Putting the boy on the ground casually, Fang Siqing now has the leisure to look at the boy's appearance carefully.

Unexpectedly, he found that the boy's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to his own, like a small red mole growing on the tail of the eyebrows.There is a gentle distance between the eyes, and the slender eyelashes are neatly and densely arranged in a fan shape.

"Why are you in the master's room? You can't be the new disciple of the master, right?" Fang Siqing pinched the boy's face left and right, rummaged for a while, and accidentally discovered that there was a little flesh-colored hair hidden in the boy's loose skirt. other colors.

"what is this?"

Fang Siqing curiously opened the gaps in the remaining clothes, and finally took a closer look at the picture she had just captured. There was a vivid red butterfly depicted on the boy's back!

This wasn't what shocked her the most, what surprised her the most was that she had exactly the same mark on the same place on her back!

When she knew that she had this kind of thing on her back, she didn't feel that it was unique at the first time, nor did she think how beautiful it was, which added a bit of charm to herself.She only felt that this thing was disgusting, like a huge and real bug lying on her back, wriggling and twisting with her movements.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

Fang Siqing stared at the pattern in shock.

Having such a strange mark is definitely not a coincidence. She had realized deeply before that there must be other secrets sealed on her body.When I was young at that time, I even naively wondered, could Master hate me so much because of this butterfly?

But now it seems that after many years, the master has never explained the imprint on his body. It is so conspicuous that he will never see it, but he has been ignoring it and keeping silent. The boy also has the same imprint as himself, this is definitely not a coincidence.Then what would Master hide from me?

Fang Siqing stood up and walked back towards the bedroom.

That painting is very problematic, the seal aura on the painting is very similar to the aura on his back, more like the same secret technique has been applied.

I only have the memory of being in Qishan Fengtuo, other than that, do I have any other memories?Who are my biological parents?Master never told me how I got here.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, the room returned to calm, and the seal was still pasted on the painting intact.There is no previous killing intent at all.

"If Master knows something, why hasn't he told me all the time?"

"Are you afraid that I will be sad if I find out? Or are you afraid that I will suffer because of it?"

He clenched his fingers, nails digging into his flesh.Fang Siqing rushed to the front of the picture scroll in one go, put her hands together and recited the formula in her heart, but the seal was activated faster than she imagined.

A scorching red light with a sense of anxiety flashed across Fang Siqing's eyes, blood was pumped out instantly, and she immediately let out a scream: "Ah!"

The hot blood covered the eyes, and the vision became blurred.And the second attack of the seal is ready to launch.

Am I going to die?

Fang Siqing thought sadly.

I haven't met Master yet, I haven't known my life experience yet, and I haven't found the meaning of the butterfly imprint yet.

Are you going to die like this?

"Shh!"

A faint fragrance permeated her heart, and she was caught in a warm embrace.The second attack rubbed and collided with the sword body, making a piercing clanking sound.

"Fang Siqing?! Why are you here?" Ding Zhiwei took the person outside the door and put him on the ground, then he flashed into the room and lifted the seal.

The scroll stopped messing around, and the white sword flew back into the sheath around Ding Zhiwei's waist.Jianzhuo trembled slightly, as if remaining prestige.

"Master...my eyes...I...my eyes..." Fang Siqing tugged at Ding Zhiwei's sleeve in a panic, tears mixed with blood, and her entire face looked in a state of distress.

Ding Zhiwei just had a confrontation with the male lead over the matter of taking a shower, and when he comes back here, he has to pick up Fang Siqing, a hot potato.

After finally sending the male lead away, before he was out of breath, the male lead's wife bumped into him again to solve the trouble.

"Don't move!" Ding Zhiwei frowned.

Fang Siqing's body trembled, obediently daring not to move, she could only sob helplessly in a low voice, trembling with fright.

She is afraid. If she can't see the light again in the future, she might as well kill her with a sword.