The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

Yu Sheng was shocked, and stared at Xiao Qing in disbelief: "What are you talking about?"

Xiao Qing silently moved his eyes away, and said in an awkward tone, "Master doesn't take off his clothes, how can I apply medicine to Master..."

Xiao Qing felt a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Yu Sheng to have such a reaction.

It was as if he had some inappropriate thoughts about Yu Sheng... Obviously, he had seen enough of Yu Sheng's body.

Yu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and just now he came back to his senses, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was even more embarrassing.

Yu Sheng snorted, lowered his head and began to tear his clothes.

The broken clothing had already adhered to the wound, and the coagulated blood and the wound that had just begun to scab were all torn apart as the clothing peeled off.

With just a few movements, Yu Sheng was startled into a cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

The reddish complexion aroused by Xiao Qing's words just now had already faded away, and was as pale as a piece of white paper, soaked by water until it was almost transparent.

But Yu Sheng still forcibly endured it and didn't make any sound.

After all, he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his apprentice, right?

Yu Sheng's brows were tightly frowned, and he carefully wanted to peel off the fabric that was no longer called clothes on his body, almost every time he touched it was as painful as peeling his skin.

His movements were already restricted, and this made him even more clumsy.

Xiao Qing finally spoke: "Master... I'll fetch some water and clean it up for you."

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After a while, Xiao Qing came back with a basin of warm water.

This is the water that Xiao Qing ran to the spiritual spring at the back peak of Yunding Peak. It has a certain auxiliary effect on wound healing. He has to heat up the water when he comes and goes, and a forehead has already run out of Xiao Qing's head. sweaty, panting.

Fortunately, no water was spilled.

He originally had an ice-type spiritual root, so he couldn't heat the water, so he deliberately found a place to heat it up.

It takes a lot of time, but the rush of coming and going along the way just saved the time.

Yu Sheng looked at Xiao Qing's forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only turn his back to Xiao Qing, cleared his throat, and tried his best to keep his voice stable without any tremor: "Help! I comb my hair."

A head of black hair was loosened by the flailing whip, and fell to his waist like a waterfall, reflecting the faint light of the candle flame.

For some reason, Xiao Qing suddenly felt that the hair should be warm and warm.

When I put my fingers together, I realized that Yu Sheng's black hair is like running water, if it is too loose, it will slip away from the fingertips.

Xiao Qing pursed her lips tightly, brushing Yu Sheng's hair in a hurry, sometimes her fingertips would accidentally touch those new scabs on Yu Sheng's back, which was a bit irritating.

The hair was pulled up, there were more intact parts on the neck than on the back, the skin was as delicate as snow, buried with light blue blood vessels, and then silently disappeared into the torn cloth.

Xiao Qing suddenly felt that her face was very hot, and hurriedly combed Yu Sheng's hair.

The hair that got in the way was finally put back together, Xiao Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

I don't know why, but combing Yu Sheng's head is like torture.

In the past, Yu Sheng often asked him to come into the house to serve, but Yu Sheng would not let him touch such things as combing his hair.

It was only later that Xiao Qing realized that in the past, Xiao Xiangheng often combed Yu Sheng's hair.

After Xiao Xiangheng left, Yu Sheng never let anyone touch his hair again.

So this time...why?

Xiao Qing suddenly felt her heart beating violently——Yu Sheng, did he feel old-fashioned towards him again?

Xiao Qing subconsciously attributed her heartbeat at this moment to fear and panic, shook her head and forced those thoughts out, and poured a handful of water on Yu Sheng's body.

Yu Sheng couldn't hold back this time, and hissed.

Xiao Qing controlled the temperature of the water just right, it was cool but not bone-piercing, splashing it on the burning wound seemed to relieve some pain.

"What will happen to my bed tonight?"

But at the same time, Yu Sheng's face suddenly collapsed.

... His bed was already soaked with water, Xiao Qing splashed a handful of water on it, and the bed under him was instantly wet.

If it was in the past, Yu Sheng would never take it seriously, wouldn't it be that the bed was wet, and he just dried it with aura.

But now he is just a wounded man with exhausted aura, what can he use to dry the bed?

Blow with your mouth?

Yu Sheng was about to suffocate thinking about it.

Xiao Qing behind him was speechless: "Master is inconvenient to move now. After the wound is treated, I will naturally replace it for Master."

That's why Yu Sheng grumbled reluctantly.

Xiao Qing soaked Yu Sheng's back with water, and then carefully peeled off the cloth stuck to the wound.

With the lubrication of Lingquan water, the clothes are obviously much easier to peel than before.

Xiao Qing said a word to trouble Master to bear it, then with a cruel heart, he tore off a large piece with a bang.

Yu Sheng snorted immediately, his eyes darkened from the pain.

Xiao Qing didn't dare to move any more, waiting for Yu Sheng to recover.

Yu Sheng took a few breaths, suspecting that a piece of skin on his back had been peeled off.

When he spoke again, his voice sounded as if his essence had been emptied by someone: "Xiao Qing, are you... are you taking revenge on me?"

"Apprentice dare not." Xiao Qing lowered his head, even though Yu Sheng couldn't see his face at all, he still kept his eyebrows low.

But now Yu Sheng couldn't help but began to fantasize about the pride on Xiao Qing's face, and even set up a stage in his heart - "Yu Sheng, you bastard, I will let you molest me! Let you humiliate me! "

"Today () your aura is exhausted like a mortal, your Uncle Xiao Qing will take this opportunity to skin you, I will not only peel your skin, but also pull out your tendons and bones!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Thinking of this, Yu Sheng unconsciously forced out physiological tears, turned his head and looked at Xiao Qing with teary eyes.

"No, no..."

Xiao Qing:?

Xiao Qing didn't know what kind of stage was set up in Yu Sheng's heart, and thought that he was too heavy handed, which led to Yu Sheng's appearance.

Xiao Qing swallowed.

Why does Master look like a big girl who is being bullied now, her face is flushed with tears at the end of her eyes.

Xiao Qing was almost shocked by this terrible metaphor of his own, and took a step back: "Master!"

Yu Sheng still stared at him tearfully.

"No, don't skin me."

"I will never treat you like that again, please forgive me?"

This is Yusheng's usual way of admitting his mistakes. It seems that as long as he doesn't make any big mistakes of killing people and setting fires and falling into the devil's way, no matter if he peeps at his fellow family members taking a bath and pours some tickling powder into the bath powder, or secretly throws the master's ruler behind him Mountain, or poured into the water tank above the head of the same door when he was punished for topping the water tank - as long as he admits his mistake like this, everyone can forgive him.

Yunding Peak Xiaobawang is like a fish in water.

The current peak master of Yunding Peak is trying to use this trick to soften the heart of the disciple of the Great Demon King in his imagination.