Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

"...Let go of me first."

I don't know what happened, Ye Wuchen originally came to question about the erotic book, but he was cornered by these three, and he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

The spirit body Yunlai obeyed his master's words, and loosened the arms that were tightly around Ye Wuchen.But Xiaobaiqiu saw the sweetness and was not willing to let go, so he grabbed the wrist of Ye Wuchen who was trying to escape, and pulled the distance closer.

Dangerous flames danced in the blood eyes, "Master said, you don't hate it, right?"

Ye Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Yun, a shy young man who thought of something, very seriously, "You are still young."

The boy frowned, suddenly felt something was wrong, put down his hands covering his face, opened his mouth to retort, "I'm not young!"

Ye Wuchen frowned, "Are you still young?"

If I remember correctly, his body is only 16 years old.

Boy: "I'm really not young, Master knows that."

Ye Wuchen didn't realize what he was saying, "Yes, I know you are still young."

For a long time, Ye Wuchen silently lowered his head under the young man's hot eyes, looked at the hands imprisoned by the little white ball, and said quietly: "I'm talking about age, what do you think?"

The boy choked and blushed even more.

Little Baiqiu was born with a color embryo, and thinking about what Ye Wuchen said before, those blood-red eyes became deeper and deeper, as if a fierce beast was staring at its prey.

The afternoon sun was too hot, and Ye Wuchen stood under the bright sunlight again, feeling a little hot and dry, and there was fine thin sweat on his forehead, just when he was irritable, and he couldn't get rid of the little white ball several times. Imprisoned, he could only slightly raise his head to look at the rebellious brat.

"Want to be castrated?"

Little Baiqiu: "Master is not willing."

Ye Wuchen stared at him for a while, and suddenly exerted force with his hands, "Look, I don't want to part with it!"

Xiaobaiqiu saw that his attack was caused by anger, so he quickly dodged to dodge, retreated a few steps, and retreated to the door of Sijiju, with his back against the door, in front of him was Ye Wuchen who had recovered from the fooling of the three cubs .

This person's black brows were slightly frowned, half of his hair was a little messy in the morning, he was pressed against the door with the light behind his back, he was dressed in snowy clothes like the cold snow in the Tianshan Mountains, and his eyes were like ice.

The little white ball was frightened back to the ball in an instant, "I, I, I was wrong, master, don't castrate me, I won't dare next time."

Ye Wuchen grabbed the dangling little white ball and was busy admitting his mistake, and finally got back to the topic, "Do you still want to draw?"

"No more drawing!"

Ye Wuchen stared at the little white ball in his hand that was already frightened, and sighed, "Okay, trust you once."

"Thank you, Master."

The little white ball looked at him tremblingly, and rubbed his palm cautiously, the furry touch made his hand a little itchy.

The little white ball was so wronged that it exploded.

He threw away the little white ball, turned around and was about to hide in the bamboo forest again, but found that the two he ignored were jealous again.

The young man has already calmed down the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart. His deep black eyes became brighter and more transparent under the sun, but it was a bit chilly to look at. His thin lips were slightly curled, and his smile was as sweet as a spring day just blooming. peach blossom.

"Why did Master ignore me again? Is this bastard so easy to attract your attention?"

The spirit body Yun had already turned around and walked into the bamboo forest, his back was lonely, and he only said one sentence, "Come find me after you coax them... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't find me."

Little Baiqiu saw that the situation was not right, and quickly floated up to Ye Wuchen, "Master, don't let them go!"

Since you can't fool Master, let's continue fighting.

These three have reached a common goal strangely.

At night, the bright moon hangs high, thin clouds and light mist lightly relax the shadows under the head of Zhiqing Peak, the bamboo forest rustles, and the black shadows are like ripples on the water surface, sparse and light.

The spirit body Yun fell asleep in Lan Que Pavilion, and when he woke up, it was already the willow twigs on the moon.

Master hasn't come to look for him yet.

Spirit Body Yun squinted his eyes, thinking that with his master's straight temper, wouldn't he take his angry words seriously?

Startled by this thought, he turned over and sat up, intending to look for Ye Wuchen.However, when he walked out of the bamboo forest and arrived in the courtyard of Four Seasons Residence, he was a little afraid to go forward.

The moonlight is like frost, falling layer by layer, Ye Wuchen probably just came out of the bath, three thousand blue hair is still slightly wet, draped over the shoulders, wearing a plain white inner shirt, and a snowy robe outside, sitting with the backlight, With his legs crossed, his elbows resting on the stone table, he stared expressionlessly at the two cubs kneeling obediently in front of him.

Little Baiqiu was very cowardly, "Master, I..."

Ye Wuchen moved his eyelashes, his purple eyes were full of moonlight, he only glanced at him before he said lightly, "Shut up."

The spiritual body Yun is also Mo Yun, and he can't be alone at all, so he watched for a while, then walked up to Ye Wuchen and knelt down in front of Ye Wuchen.

A gust of wind blew a few bamboo leaves, and the scene was a bit sad.

Ye Wuchen put his eyes on the spirit body Yun, stayed for a moment, and asked him: "Is the jealousy over?"

The spirit body Yun raised his eyes in an instant, the lacquer eyes still dripping with the haze of just waking up, and he smiled docilely, "I know I was wrong."

Ye Wuchen turned his head away, looked at the trembling young man sobbing in a low voice, tilted his head, and called, "Mo Yun."

The boy wiped his eyes with his hand, "Hmm..."

The little white ball raised its head tremblingly, and replied softly under the moonlight, "Yes."

The spirit body Yun is still so obedient, "Master."

The three souls spoke at the same time, and Ye Wuchen pressed his temple helplessly.

Is it interesting for a fool like Mo Yun to be jealous of himself?

He rested his chin and stared at the three cubs, the cool breeze was blowing, and he had just come out of the bath again, so he sneezed.

Those three wanted to get up again in an instant, Ye Wuchen stared them back, and closed his robes by himself, seeing that the three were still about to move, he frowned and his voice was slightly lowered.

"Kneel down for me."

The other two didn't know what they had committed, and they didn't dare to move after being attacked by him.

Ling Tingyun was an outsider, so he got up without any psychological burden, and pulled up the robe that was hanging on his body. Then he still felt that his master was cold, so he took off the dark golden robe Cover his legs.

Then he knelt back again.

Ye Wuchen looked down at the robe, but said nothing, "When will it be possible to fuse?"

After only two days, he couldn't take it anymore, if he didn't want to merge, he might as well cut himself into slices, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing for these three to be jealous.

Little Baiqiu knelt straight, and said in a soft voice: "Maybe tomorrow, or maybe two days later, anyway, it should be able to integrate in the recent period."

Ye Wuchen frowned helplessly, "Why did you split? It won't happen again in the future, right?"

The young man recalled it carefully, and his voice was still choked with tears just now, "I became like this the day I stepped into the rosemary formation. It may be that this body has not yet fully formed, and it cannot contain my soul due to fluctuations."

The spirit body Yun didn't know what these two souls did to be punished by Ye Wuchen. After thinking for a moment, he could only answer according to their words.

"It would take at least a hundred years to fabricate a new identity in a world, but this body was created hastily, and it is expected that it will occasionally split."

Ye Wuchen met his obedient gaze again, recalled those experiences in the inn for no reason, and felt that this thing was really a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly jumped up in fear, "You mean you will split in the future?!"

The three were silent for a moment, looked at each other, and finally the little white ball explained, "This body will not be able to survive after it is formed... With my strength, this body can be fully formed in three to five years."

Three, five, years?

Spirit Body Yun looked up and saw Ye Wuchen's face was a little pale, and explained meekly: "But the chance of splitting up is very small, Master don't need to worry too much."

Ye Wuchen remained silent for a long while without saying a word. Finally, he put the outer robe on his lap on the stone table, called Yunchen very weakly, and walked towards Wude Peak.

"I'll go to sleep with senior brother, you guys can play by yourself."

Just as Xiao Baiqiu wanted to catch up, he was bluffed back by saying, "Kneel for another hour!"

When the person was far away, the spirit body Yuncai looked like the two souls that seemed to have caused trouble, pondered for a long time, and then asked: "What did you do to make Master so angry?"

Ye Wuchen seldom gets angry, just like a big cat with claws and claws, it only knows how to sharpen its claws, but always hides the sharp weapon that hurts people under the soft fur, which has no lethality.

With Mo Yun's status in his heart, even if he repeatedly jumped across the bottom line, he would at most be beaten up without pain. There has never been such an act of planning to stay out at night.

The little white ball and the young man remained silent, the spirit body Yun thought carefully, waiting for the soul to share the memory with him, but before he could figure it out, he heard the little white ball say resentfully: "Didn't you notice that there is something missing in the yard?" ?"

At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow by, Ling Yun looked around, froze for a long time before muttering: "You moved Master's wicker chair?"

In the corner of Wude Peak's Library Pavilion, in that extremely hidden location, Xiao Yichun caught Ye Wuchen who came here in the middle of the night. He wore a white robe with gold patterns, walked to Ye Wuchen and squatted down.

"Junior brother, why are you here so late?" Xiao Yichun looked around him, "Did Mr. Mo come with you?"

"Mo Yun fought with himself, broke my wicker chair, and was punished to kneel."

Xiao Yichun: "..."

He has always felt that his junior brother's Taoist companion is a strange person, not to mention that this person seems to appear in this world out of thin air, and no one can do it just by fighting with him.

Ye Wuchen picked up the golden book and looked at it. His hair, which was a little damp, was still hanging on his shoulders, and it was a little messy. The clothes on his body had already been put on neatly on the way, with overlapping collars, and he was meticulous.

Xiao Yichun looked at him from the side, and suddenly remembered that when he was young, his junior brother always liked to hide in corners where no one was paying attention, flipping through some strange ancient books, and then realized something that no one else had thought of. .

But when he was young, his junior brother always hid in the Library Pavilion, too lazy to blend in with the crowd, and only willing to step out of his own world when someone came looking for him.

And he disappeared for 200 years, and when he came back, he was so familiar with the communication with the outside world, and even handled it with ease.

As a senior brother, I was a little bit regretful that I was not able to witness the growth of my junior brother with my own eyes.

Ye Wuchen put down the golden book, looked back at the senior brother who had been staring at him, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yichun shook his head, and said: "Do you know how to teach medicine and swordsmanship? Elder Yuan came to ask me about this recently, but I really don't know how to tell her."

Ye Wuchen looked up and glanced at Zangshu Pavilion, and pointed to a place, "There are books on elementary swordsmanship there, you can let Elder Yuan read it first."

"But she didn't even read it, so she didn't understand."

"Hmm..." Ye Wuchen narrowed his eyes and nodded seriously, "Maybe I want you to teach her by hand."

Xiao Yichun thought about it for a while, and felt that it was inappropriate, "A man and a woman can't kiss each other."

Ye Wuchen remembered Yuanying's fiery temper, and said casually: "You can treat her like a man."

Xiao Yichun sighed, "Then I can teach her a bit."

Afterwards, he got up and patted Ye Wuchen's shoulder, "Rest early, I'll go and study those elementary sword techniques, I haven't touched them for many years."

"Brother, go slowly."

Ye Wuchen put the golden book back on the shelf without reading much, then sat in a corner and began to meditate.

He bit his nails subconsciously, and sat in Zangshu Pavilion for a while, did he not stay overnight at Wude Peak, or went back to Zhiqing Peak to see the three little bastards who were kneeling so languidly.

The three Mo Yuns knelt down firmly for an hour, and then they thought about Ye Wuchen's return, so they continued to kneel with little calculations in their hearts.

Ye Wuchen didn't expect these three to be so honest. When he came back, he was stunned for a moment, and then he walked in front of them, counted the time, and asked uncertainly: "Is it an hour?"

No one paid attention to him. It seemed that he was completely confused by kneeling. The spirit body allowed to kneel for a short time, and still had the energy to look up at him. He licked his lips and said, "Two and a half hours, Master has been gone for a long time."

Ye Wuchen looked at the three sluggish bastards, his conscience suddenly throbbed, "Get up first."

The little white ball and the boy have been kneeling since the afternoon, and they have no energy left to kneel.

The young man's legs were even weaker, Ye Wuchen looked at his precarious figure, held him in his arms with a throbbing conscience, and said to the other two: "You two should turn back into balls."

The boy was picked up by his waist, and he hooked his neck with a twitch, his knees were numb, and he was terribly wronged, "I'm not as important as that chair."

The wicker chair was taken to be repaired, Ye Wuchen put the two balls on the young man, looking at his pale face, he was always so helpless.

"If you are not allowed to kneel, are you still planning to toss yourself until you are out of your wits?"

The rattan chairs are actually the latter, but at that time he was really afraid that Mo Yun would make him lose his wits, this little bastard didn't educate him, he knew how to be jealous every day.

Ye Wuchen placed the boy in a side room and asked him to sleep with the two balls, while he planned to sleep in the master bedroom.

In a short time, these three should not dare to fight.

The young man closed his eyes slightly, staring at the two balls in front of him, and silently grabbed Ye Wuchen's clothes, "I want to sleep with Master."

Ye Wuchen pretended to be deaf, "What? You still want to kneel?"

After hearing this answer, the boy said in a muffled voice, "Master bullies people..."

Ye Wuchen walked to the door, and the boy started yelling again, "Master, I'm in pain."

He could only turn around and turn back, ordering the two balls not to turn back into a human body, and then slept on the outside, holding the boy in his arms, and turned off the lights.

The moon is bright and clear, pouring from the window, a piece of frost.

The young man gradually became sleepy, and he remained awake for a while, and asked, "Master, is he going to help me find a way to fuse my soul?"

"These don't bother Master, I will take care of myself."

The night is getting darker, and the night is slightly cooler, leaving a warm mat for the people around me, and it takes a long time to hear a light sigh.

"……Um."