The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

Seeing Yu Sheng like this, Xiao Qing's scalp went numb.

It's nothing else. In the past, even when Yu Sheng was drunk, when he regarded him as Xiao Xiangheng, his face was almost crazy infatuation. He had never had such a pitiful look.

And what exactly is Yu Sheng talking about, skinned or not?

Xiao Qing's brows were almost knit together, so Master is so afraid of pain?

Xiao Qing pursed her lips, picked up the broken fabric on the bed, and showed it to Yu Sheng.

"Master." Xiao Qing lowered his eyes, staring at the cloth in his hand and beckoning Yu Sheng to look: "I just helped you take off your clothes..."

After all, Xiao Qing didn't say the words that he wanted to comfort Yu Sheng. After all, no matter what, it is impossible for Xiao Qing to say that he has no grudges against Yu Sheng.

And Yu Sheng's heart would be broken if he took one more look at the blood-stained cloth. In Yu Sheng's memory, he seemed to have never been injured so seriously.

A pair of wet eyes continued to stare at Xiao Qing.

In the end, it was Xiao Qing who was defeated first: "Master, I will be careful."

"It won't hurt you any more."

Yu Sheng pouted, then turned his head away again.

It's not because of anything else, if possible, Yu Sheng really wants to continue to show that kind of advanced style in front of his disciples, not changing his face when Mount Tai collapses in front, scraping bones and healing poison while talking and laughing.

But now Yu Sheng has discovered that he is far from the self he imagined, and he can't be a tough guy with strong bones at all.

He was just a helpless peak master who was whipped fifty times by the precept elder.

When the apprentice helped him treat the wound, it was his last dignity to be able to hold back the screams.

Fortunately, this excruciating torture was finally coming to an end, the rest of the wounds were not deep, the most important thing was the middle part of the back, with criss-cross whip marks, which looked shocking.

It hurts even more when peeling off the clothing.

Seeing Yu Sheng's clothes being stripped off, Xiao Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, I'm going to give you medicine." Xiao Qing lowered his eyes, fiddled with the medicine bottle in his hand, dipped a piece of ointment on a white cloth, and wanted to rub it on Yu Sheng's wound.

The background of Yusheng's skin is quite fair, probably because he doesn't like to go out very much. The red and pink welts are scattered on the snowy skin, and the dark red bloodstains ooze and hang down on the edge, as if blooming in the snow The gorgeous flowers, it seems that if you push them with your fingertips a little, the bright and colorful flower juice will flow down.

Xiao Qing's eyes dimmed, and for some reason, at this moment, he felt a bit destructive towards Yu Sheng.

Such a Yusheng, such a master...

With all his spiritual power gone, he was seriously injured like a mortal.

In the past, Yu Sheng was the most respected, so if he really had to worry about it, Xiao Qing had no ability to resist, so he could only kneel down obediently and admit his mistake.

But it's different now, Yu Sheng is like a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken, Xiao Qing can easily do anything to him.

Anything goes.

Whether he wants to kill Yu Sheng now to wash away the past shame, or he wants to do whatever he wants with Yu Sheng and return all the past humiliation - Yu Sheng will not have the slightest ability to resist.

In Xiao Qing's eyes, the scars on his back suddenly looked like a karmic fire from the red lotus hell, burning his heart to the point of boiling.

His gaze rolls from his white neck and the broken hair on the back of his head all the way to the large whip marks on his back. The jade-like whiteness mixed with red and pink dark thin scars are magnificent thorns that spread out from the abyss. , to pull Xiao Qing down together.

When Xiao Qing came back to his senses, his lips were only an inch away from Yu Sheng's skin.

The warm breath covered Yu Sheng's already hot back, and Yu Sheng shivered from the heat: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Qing's face turned pale all of a sudden.

What is he doing?

Does he want to go up and kiss his welts?

One by one, one by one - clearly telling about Yu Sheng's filth before, clearly telling about those evil thoughts that he spurned!

But what does he want to do?

In a panic, Xiao Qing stumbled back a few steps.

"I... I'm distracted." As soon as Xiao Qing spoke, he realized that his voice was so dry that it didn't belong to him.

Yu Sheng didn't suspect him, and urged, "Hurry up, I'm naked, I'm cold!"

Xiao Qing pursed his lips, the white cloth in his hand that was intended to apply medicine to Yu Sheng fell to the ground at some point, the dripping water marks mixed with the dust on the soles of his shoes, the white cloth was stained dirty and rotten. Just like the dirty thoughts he had just for a moment.

"Okay." Xiao Qing replied, and directly put a large piece of ointment on the pulp of his finger. The cold ointment touched Yu Sheng's hot and hot back, and Yu Sheng couldn't help sighing comfortably. One sound.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Sheng closed his mouth again.

Now Yu Sheng's mind is full of not being able to continue to embarrass himself in front of his apprentice, so naturally he doesn't know what Xiao Qing was thinking just now.

Fortunately, Xiao Qing started to recite the Jingjing Sutra silently, and finally cast aside all the wild thoughts in his heart, and seriously applied the medicine to Yu Sheng.

After applying the medicine, Yu Sheng was helped out of bed by Xiao Qing.

Yu Sheng pouted, the boss was dissatisfied: "My bed is wet, and my clothes are also wet, what should I do now?"

"I'll change it for you." Xiao Qing looked at his nose and heart, lowered his head and was extremely obedient.

Yu Sheng raised his hand and tapped Xiao Qing's head - Xiao Qing was only sixteen this year, and his stature had just started to shrink, Yu Sheng could easily touch the top of Xiao Qing's head.

"Why don't you change it quickly?"

Xiao Qing responded, and then went out the door.

When Yu Sheng was in a daze, Xiao Qing came back, hugging a quilt.

"Master."

"Huh?" Yu Sheng turned around and looked at Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing's throat twitched, and then he said, "Master, you...don't have a clean bed anymore."

"This is my new wash today, I haven't had time to sleep yet."

Yu Sheng instantly petrified.

For such a long time, he himself had forgotten one thing, because when he woke up, he had reached the stage of transformation, and he no longer did many small things in life by himself, such as bedding and so on...

When is it changed, when is it cleaned up with a cleanser.

But now, now that all his spiritual energy is exhausted, how can he have the spare energy to cast spells?

Yu Sheng opened his mouth: "Didn't I teach you Qingchen Jue?"

Xiao Qing shook his head.

Yu Sheng moved his mouth twice again, but didn't know what to say.

What to do if you don't pay attention to personal hygiene and get caught by your apprentice on the spot, wait online.

The last quilt that he changed casually seemed to be a bed of scum because he lay on the bed and ate crispy meat.

Damn it, did Xiao Qing see it when he went to change the bedding?

"Master?" Xiao Qing called again, pulling Yu Sheng back who was immersed in embarrassment.

"Shall I change it for you?"