What should I do if I dress up as the main character?

Su Yuqing slept very restlessly, with almost zero concept of time, she woke up in a daze, staring blankly at the light curtain above her head, and there were several long-burning lamps beside her.

This place... doesn't seem to be Bi Congfeng?

There were rustling footsteps, and turning his head, he saw Jiang Churen, who was dressed in moon-white and had neatly tied black hair, walking over with a bowl of medicine.

Su Yuqing said subconsciously: "Brother..."

Jiang Churen snorted with unclear emotions: "You still remember to call me senior brother, why don't you remember my repeated instructions? You were seriously injured by the ghost cultivator and died because of it, you are asking for trouble."

It was rare for the senior brother to see him so angry, Su Yuqing dared not speak because of her guilty conscience.

Jiang Churen sat beside the bed, holding the bowl of black medicine, scooped it up with a spoon, only a small spoonful, and stretched it close to Su Yuqing's lips.

Su Yuqing sipped obediently, but her face cramped so badly that she couldn't control it, and she couldn't help but say, "It's so bitter."

Jiang Churen said coldly: "If you are afraid of suffering, don't drink it, and wait for three days to collect your body."

Su Yuqing blurted out: "I'll finish it right away."

Jiang Churen: "..."

Jiang Churen held the spoon one spoon after another, and quickly finished feeding the medicine. The bowl was bottomed out, and Su Yuqing was so bitter from the medicine that she wanted to vomit. She endured for a while and forcibly suppressed the taste to feel better, but her face was still pale as paper.

Jiang Churen put down the empty bowl, stared fiercely, and complained distressedly and sulkingly: "I was not afraid of death before, but I am afraid of death afterwards. Look at this cowardly appearance. How could I have such a foolish junior brother like you."

Su Yuqing pitifully begged for forgiveness: "Brother, I was wrong, don't be angry..."

Jiang Churen couldn't see his junior brother showing such an expression the most, he turned his head, with a stiff attitude, and said in a loud voice, "It's useless to act like a baby."

Su Yuqing suddenly groaned and groaned, looking like she was in pain and unable to breathe.

"Just pretend, don't think I'll forgive you."

"...It's not pretending, senior brother, it seems that my place really hurts."

Hearing this, Jiang Churen hurriedly turned his head, touched Su Yuqing's body, and asked eagerly, "Where does it hurt? Is it here, or here, or there?"

Su Yuqing was weak and weak, shaking her head slowly while moaning in a low voice, covering her forehead, peeping at Jiang Churen who was seriously diagnosing her body, holding back her laughter and not speaking.

Suddenly realizing something, Jiang Churen's face darkened, and he grabbed one of the pillows and smashed it on the undefended Su Yuqing's face.

Pulling off the pillow, Su Yuqing held her chest with difficulty breathing: "Brother, I hurt..."

Jiang Churen didn't bother to talk to him: "Forget about the pain!"

After clearing the bowl, the several long-burning lamps that were taken out were lit one by one in Jiang Churen's hands, and placed in the same room as the others that had already been lit.

Those paper-colored candles were flickering and sniffing, and the breath was fragrant and elegant, refreshing, which made Su Yuqing's originally tense nerves relax a lot.

"Your current situation is very dangerous. The injury caused by the backlash of the ghost cultivator is not just a simple internal injury. The soul is also damaged, which is more serious than I imagined. If you let Bi Congfeng's disciples take care of you, you will inevitably be negligent. These days, you live first. It is convenient for me to heal the wound carefully."

Before Su Yuqing could answer, Jiang Churen said without hesitation to have a good rest, took the bowl away, and closed the door.

In the room, Su Yuqing was left alone.

There was nothing to do at this time, so he was so lazy on the bed that he was boneless, and the throbbing pain in his spiritual pulse was slowly subsiding. When he was about to fall asleep, Jiang Churen used his spiritual power to help him recover slowly.

The candlelight of the ever-burning lamp flickered in front of his eyes, and the warmth climbed onto the bed.

"so tired."

Su Yuqing muttered unconsciously, her face was dazed, and she lay on the bed, as if she had been sleepy for a long time, her tense nerves relaxed, and after a while, she slowly fell asleep without resistance.

-

As soon as Jiang Churen came out of the room, the young man Xianhe saluted respectfully, took the empty bowl, and said in a low voice: "Master, the people outside still..."

Jiang Churen frowned: "You hurt my junior, so you want to fool him lightly? It's very beautiful, don't worry about him."

"Yes."

"In the past few days, I have to take good care of my younger brother. If there is a need for me to teach my disciples, I will postpone the class. It's not a big deal. Don't come to me."

The Crane boy answered yes again, and then withdrew.

Looking at the wind and snow outside the window, Jiang Churen slowly recalled that when Su Yuqing first woke up, although her face was full of tiredness, she was subconsciously relying on it without the slightest precaution. Reliable people.

There was tenderness in his eyes.

-

Maybe it's because all I think about these days is how to save the hero, even in the dream, the hero also appeared.

Yue Yihan stood on the edge of the bottomless abyss, under there, countless black hands tried to climb up the rock, but they were pulled down and climbed by the bottom.

He smiled, gorgeous, hateful and sad, with dried and new blood all over his body.

Her lips touched up and down a few times, as if she had said something, but the fluttering cold wind and snow were too heavy for Su Yuqing to hear.

Yue Yihan stretched out his hand, and Su Yuqing walked over in a daze.

Yue Yihan suddenly fell backwards, alone, and fell into the abyss just like that, Su Yuqing desperately wanted to catch him.

Suddenly the cold wind and snow were violent, and everything disappeared.

Su Yuqing suddenly sat up from the bed, her chest heaving violently.

Carefully stroked his forehead with one hand, before recovering, the man withdrew it again, put it on his forehead, and said to himself: "I don't have a fever..."

Su Yuqing finally returned to her body as a wandering soul, and saw clearly who that person was.

"Brother...? Why are you here? Don't you need to teach the disciples of Duanyun Peak?"

Jiang Churen stretched out his finger, and nodded Su Yuqing's brow unceremoniously: "It's not because you have been sleeping restlessly and sweating all over. I will watch here, and be careful that you roll off the bed unhappily."

Su Yuqing rubbed her forehead, Jiang Churen asked: "What nightmare did you have? Whispering, I haven't stopped in my dream for a while."

Su Yuqing remembered now, and quickly asked: "Brother, Yi Han, how is he doing now? Is he in danger?"

Jiang Churen suddenly fell silent.

He got up from the bed, turned his back to Su Yuqing who looked puzzled, and fiddled with the bottles and cans on the table, and asked casually: "... Since when did you call your disciple by name so closely?"

"..."

Su Yuqing's heart skipped a beat, she was speechless, unable to answer, so she could only pretend that she didn't hear.

Jiang Churen said suddenly: "That little disciple of yours, I don't know if he was afraid of being kicked out, or he was worried about being punished by you, he knelt in front of my residence on Duanyun Peak for several days. In the foundation building stage, do you think you can handle it better than a Golden Core cultivator? I was really brainwashed by ghost cultivators."

Su Yuqing sat up from the bed and looked at Jiang Churen in astonishment: "Then is he still kneeling in front of the residence?"

Hearing Su Yuqing's nervousness, Jiang Churen felt chills, the porcelain bottle in his hand hit the table heavily, without showing any emotion on his face.

After a long time, he turned around and stretched out his hands to put down the curtains on both sides: "Sleep a little longer and talk about this when you are more refreshed."

"No, I have to go and see."

Su Yuqing lifted the fallen curtain and struggled to get out of bed, but her body had not recovered from a serious illness, and her legs and feet were so weak that she almost staggered, and the back of her head hit the hard bed pillar.

Seeing that Su Yuqing was dying, Jiang Churen couldn't help but get angry. Fortunately, the support was not too strong, so he helped Su Yuqing back to the bed, and listened to his sincere words: "Thank you, brother." Chest tightness for no reason Shortness of breath.

Jiang Churen asked coldly: "Tell me the truth, what is going on with that little disciple named Yue Yihan?"

What else can it do, it's just as dark as it gets, the male lead of a comprehension upgrade stream stallion Ma Shuangkeng novel.

In the future, the demon king who will dominate the Desire Realm, one of the three realms, kills without batting an eye, has no heart, and never knows how to write the words "merciful, soft and soft". He is a terrifying man.

Su Yuqing muttered in her heart, but she still pretended to be confused on the surface, as if she didn't understand anything.

"Isn't he just an ordinary disciple recommended by the Great Elder because he valued him? Brother, why do you say that?"

Jiang Churen frowned: "Stop coaxing and lying to me, every time you tell a lie, you can't help but twist your fingers."

Su Yuqing lowered her head in amazement, and saw that she was actually twisting her fingers unconsciously, being tricked by the original body's habits, she put away her hands guiltily.

Jiang Churen's eyes were sharp: "There are so many disciples in the Tianyao Sect, and the ghost cultivator has made such a big battle, but he just took away a young disciple in the foundation establishment stage. Is it an idiot? Or am I an idiot? There must be something wrong with that little disciple."

What else could Su Yuqing do, she couldn't answer at all, she couldn't tell Jiang Churen the ins and outs of this matter, could she?Then I will only be treated as a lunatic and dragged to be treated, or suspected to be taken away by someone and dragged to be tortured, neither will be a good ending!

Su Yuqing knew why and asked: "Brother, some people are stupid, and so are ghosts. Maybe it's just that you think too much."

"In that case, you should expel this little disciple from the Tianyao Sect now, and I will take full responsibility for his aftermath."

Why did you go back and forth and go back to the expelled division?

Su Yuqing was shocked, and quickly stopped: "No! He must not leave Bicong Peak, let alone Tianyao Sect!"

"What's the reason? Don't tell me. It's the same old routine again. You have to make him suffer all kinds of tortures to relieve your hatred."

Su Yuqing said righteously, "Exactly."

Jiang Churen put on the coercion that he never showed in front of Su Yuqing, and asked sharply: "Go ahead and lie to the ghost, you almost risked your life for a low-level disciple, and you said that he would be tortured, but in the end he let you After all the torture, I think you have been distracted by that little wild thing!"

"Junior brother, answer me honestly, what have you been deceiving me all this time?"

I want to say it too, but I can't!

Su Yuqing felt bitter in her heart, but she could only swallow it.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and at this moment, the Crane boy broke in, his voice full of urgency: "Master, this disciple has something important to report."

Being interrupted by this interruption and forcing questions to waste all previous efforts, Jiang Churen's mood suddenly turned bad, and he said angrily, "Didn't I talk about Huan, why are you so panicked?"

The Xianhe boy said in a low voice: "The little disciple from Bicong Peak has been kneeling outside, and now he is paralyzed on the ground. If he doesn't care, he might freeze to death."

Su Yuqing was taken aback for a moment, but when she came to her senses, she immediately got up and staggered towards the door.

Jiang Churen wanted to stop him but couldn't. He pursed his lips tightly, sighed angrily and helplessly, and followed him.