After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

At night, in Jianfeng Yuzhu Forest,

Su Zhuo and Yun Chen were lying in the room, two dead waiters were standing outside the door, the moonlight quietly jumped in from the window, and then sprinkled on the bed, the two slept on the bed, one was in the dark, the other was in the depths of the moonlight .

I saw Su Zhuo's back straightened, his hands crossed in front of him, and his feet kicked, which is the standard burial posture.

But his master was sleeping on his side, but facing him, seeing everything from him.

Because Su Zhuo slept on the side full of moonlight, so his master slept on the other side where the moonlight was not shining, hiding his figure in the dark, so even if Su Zhuo closed his eyes, They all subconsciously felt that someone beside him was staring at him.

This feeling made Su Zhuo's scalp numb. He had never felt this way before, and he seldom slept with others. He would only sleep with his father when he was young, but that was a long, long time ago. .

What he wanted to refuse before was that the moment he opened his mouth, the air around him swished down, and the cold ice swished on his face, so he had to close his clothes and lie on the bed.

But his nerves were tense all the time, and the result of his high concentration was that Su Zhuo suffered from insomnia.

To be precise, he didn't intend to sleep at all!

He would rather go to the White Jade Palace to sleep than sleep in the bed in his master's bamboo house, it was very small, if there were two adults lying on it, it would be very small indeed.

If his master didn't sleep on his side, then their bodies would definitely touch each other, but even now, they were so close that they could touch each other with a slight movement.

After a while, there was the sound of insects chirping outside the window, and Su Zhuo's eyes moved.

The moonlight fell on his eyelashes, casting a shadow. He was already good-looking, and that face was extremely delicate, but it exuded a bit of coldness that repelled people thousands of miles away. The gorgeousness at the time of separation/movement is simply a living and stunning beauty.

Su Zhuo swallowed slightly, the voice was very soft, only the Adam's apple rolled gently.

It was already late at night, and he thought that his master should have fallen asleep. If he fell asleep, he planned to go to the boulder to sit cross-legged and practice. It would be better to go anywhere, and it would be more enjoyable than being tortured here.

So Su Zhuo made a decision that he would regret all his life.

He quietly opened his eyes and looked at his master——

Although there was no moonlight on his master's side, he could still see clearly his master's every move.

I saw his master with loose hair, and his long hair fell on the bed. He propped his head up and was looking at him motionlessly. There seemed to be a dark light flowing in his eyes. It smells like fireworks in the world, and it looks a little gentle.

Su Zhuo just broke into his master's gaze, and his master was looking at him all the time!

Subconsciously, Su Zhuo wanted to back away, but rolled down from the bed with a "touch—" and he heard a low laugh from his master.

Su Zhuo wished he could just get into the cracks in the ground and forget about it.

He stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, saluted Yun Chen and said, "The disciple has gone to practice."

"Qinghe." Yun Chen sighed.

Su Zhuo lowered his head, not daring to look at his master.

But Yun Chen sat up slowly, the long hair behind him moved with his getting up, and then scattered on his body, his face was like a crown jade, and under the moonlight, it added a bit of cold jade color.

In this situation, no one would think that he would be the legendary sword master of the Frost and Cold Fourteen States.

And his collar was unavoidably opened a bit as he started, and the collarbone inside could be vaguely seen. He was originally tall and tall, but he somehow added a bit of masculine hormonal aura.

This is a dangerous man, a man, not that high and mighty Sword Master.

Su Zhuo felt a strange atmosphere, which he had never experienced before, and the temperature around him seemed to rise a little.

"Master, this disciple has gone down to practice." Su Zhuo said softly.

Yun Chen stood up slowly from the bed, "Wait for me."

He didn't seem to be sleepy anymore, he got up and picked up the robe beside him, and put it on, Su Zhuo didn't dare to look up, he could only hear the sound of the cloth rubbing, so clearly.

Obviously it was only a moment, but it made Su Zhuo feel that it had been a long time, and every minute and every second made him feel uncomfortable.

Finally, Yun Chen fastened his belt, and then he looked at Su Zhuo, "Let's go."

Su Zhuo raised his eyes slightly, and he saw Yun Chen's long hair falling on his calf, Yun Chen's hair was very long and soft, probably because of the moonlight and long hair at this moment, Su Zhuo felt a sense of gentleness on the other side a feeling of.

This was something he had never experienced in his previous life.

In the last life, his master never saw him, never.

Su Zhuo bit his lip lightly to signal himself to calm down, and then asked Deadpool to open the door to go out, just as he took a step, he was stopped by Yun Chen again.

"Qinghe."

"What's the Master's order?"

"You haven't tied your hair yet." Yun Chen said softly.

Su Zhuo turned his head slightly, and found a strand of hair hanging down in front of him, only then did he realize that he also had long hair loose.

He originally wanted to ask Deadpool to tie his hair, but when he saw Yun Chen coming towards him, and then stretched out his hand to lightly put it on his head, Su Zhuo's body stiffened subconsciously.

"You are my disciple, the only disciple." Yun Chen took out a piece of hair band, white, which he often used. He only wears a jade crown when he goes out. Most of the time, he uses this hair band to tie his hair. His movements were gentle, but his voice was even softer, "You can respect me, respect me, but you don't need to be afraid of me."

Su Zhuo could feel the movement on his head, the slightly cool fingers passed through his hair, and then carefully tied his hair.

For a moment Su Zhuo couldn't help but his mind was racing, but the next moment there was a sharp pain in his dantian, which made him recover quickly.

It is his ruthless way.

And his strangeness naturally caught Yun Chen's attention, he asked, "What's the matter, Qinghe?"

Su Zhuo took a step back and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master."

His voice was clear, as if nothing had happened at that moment, and there was no strange atmosphere, and the surrounding temperature was still cold.

Yun Chen sensed Su Zhuo's emotional change, and the corners of his mouth became a straight line again.

Obviously just now Su Zhuo's mind was shaken for a moment.

What did he do wrong?

That's clearly what's written in the book.

Yun Chen didn't want to understand, but he went out to practice sword with Su Zhuo.

At this moment, it was the time between night and dawn, and Su Zhuo was standing on the huge rock in the back mountain, practicing swordsmanship constantly.

In fact, Su Zhuo's swordsmanship has been perfected. After all, he has been under his sect for so many years, and he has been practicing with great concentration, so it is impossible that he has not made any progress.

The only thing that was wrong was that Yun Chen found that Su Zhuo's swordsmanship seemed a little ruthless.

What he uses is the most basic Four Seasons Sword. This sword technique can be regarded as an introductory sword technique in kendo. It is mainly based on the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It mainly uses the sword energy to make people feel the changes of the four seasons.

Su Zhuo's Xiaqiudong swordsmanship is good, but when it comes to Chunjian, it is also mixed with a bit of ruthlessness.

If it's not that the sword wielder is a heartless person, it's because the sword wielder hasn't comprehended the secret of spring sword.

what's going on?

Yun Chen's eyes flickered for a moment, but he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart.

It is impossible for Su Zhuo to be the latter, and it is impossible for the Four Seasons Sword to be understood only by Chun Jian, so that means, his disciple is a cold-hearted person.

Everything can deceive people, but swordsmanship can't, especially under the eyes of Number One Sword in the World.

Su Zhuo didn't know that his master had seen through his swordsmanship at a glance, and he was planning to practice swordsmanship only to pass the time.

Recently, he has also noticed that his kendo has a tendency to break through, but the ruthless way is too strong, robbing the opportunity of the kendo, and in half a year at most, he can't suppress the ruthless way under the kendo, Then his practice of ruthless way will definitely be known by his master.

At present, he has not found the second half of the ruthless way of cultivation method, nor has he entered the mature stage and dare not rashly perform the ceremony of bathing in fire.

Su Zhuo became a little impatient, he didn't have much time, although Shen Xiaotian didn't join his master's sect, but with Shen Xiaotian's talent, even in Danfeng, he must be the focus of cultivation.

And if he wanted to test Shen Xiaotian's details, the best chance would be during his training after two months.

Thinking of this, Su Zhuo turned his wrist, and the Xiaguang sword drew a rainbow light, as if a ray of light pierced the darkness, and then Su Zhuo withdrew the sword.

At this moment, dawn broke in the sky, and it was fish-white.

Su Zhuo felt something, looked towards the east, the black sky seemed to be a cloth put into the water, with the light movement of the water, the black slowly faded, revealing a bit of dark blue, and then revealing the original red.

A ray of sunlight fell through the clouds from a distance, and just landed on Su Zhuo's body. He seemed to be covered with a layer of red veil. With his movements, the veil seemed to be floating.

Su Zhuo took a few steps forward and said to Yun Chen: "Master, this disciple has finished practicing the sword."

Yun Chen looked at Su Zhuo silently for a while, the color in his eyes deepened a bit, he said,

"Your swordsmanship is impure."

Almost subconsciously, Su Zhuo gripped the Xiaguang sword tightly.

After his master said this in the previous life, he was thrown out of the Yuzhu forest.

Originally, he was ready to be blasted out, but he found that Yun Chen was slowly approaching him, and then reached out to take the Xiaguang Sword in his hand. They wiped their fingertips, and he heard the voice of the master.

【Qinghe, I'm very sad. 】

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, did he hear wrong?

Why does his master feel sad?

He turned his head to look at his master, only to find that Yun Chen was standing among the boulders holding the Xiaguang Sword. The wind blew his hair, but his face was extremely firm. There were thousands of Xiaguang behind him. Standing against the light, he couldn't get any temperature on his body.

Yun Chen's lips moved slightly, and his voice was extremely firm.

"Qinghe, see clearly, this is Chunjian!"