Master, please stop your playful behavior

Thunder roared, and there was a lot of wind and rain.

A blue and white spirit whip pierced the dark sky, puffed down, and ruthlessly whipped the back of the boy in the mud.

Immediately, blood dripped and splashed, and he wailed and whimpered.

The next punishment was about to come one after another, but he was suddenly waved back.The man approached the young man on the ground with a long whip that was whizzing, grabbed his wet hair, and jokingly said, "Junior Brother Feng, how does it feel to lead the whip?"

Although the young man caught by him was seriously injured, he was still struggling, wanting to resist the opponent's restraint.But he was weak after all, not to mention touching people, he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms.

The man sneered and threw the boy away, put his foot on the boy's bloody wound and squeezed it fiercely, then kicked a few times violently, destroying the life on the ground frantically.

Click.

The boy's spine was crushed alive by him.

"what!!!!"

Hearing the teenager's scream, the smile on his face deepened: "Isn't this, can you talk?"

"Don't blame senior brother for being ruthless. Last time you attacked so many senior fellow apprentices in the woods, but the sect rules clearly stated that both parties in private fights should be punished. Why did you get away with it? Hmm? You are more cultivated than us Tall, are you still nobler than us? What do you think?!" The man became more and more excited as he spoke, he grabbed the boy by the throat and picked him up alive.

Seeing the hopeless state of the young man who was about to suffocate, the man was still upset and cursed: "What are you doing? What the hell are you doing?! You are just a wild dog picked up by that traitor. The master escaped, and you still have to kill him!" If you have the face to stay here with us, we will give you a bite to eat and a place to live, but you bite us?! Is it cheap?"

Cursing and cursing, he slapped him a few more times, until the young man completely lost the will to resist.

"Yo, what? Isn't it very ruthless? Isn't it a complaint? It can't be done now?" The man let go of the boy's neck, pulled the boy's messy hair, dragged the boy like he was dragging garbage, and finally threw him heavily into another mud pit.

"Junior brother, the forest you escaped to last time is not good, and people come easily. The place I chose this time is more remote and quieter, so no one will disturb us again."

They are now located on a piece of wasteland, with only a few rock walls on the left and right, occasionally embedded with a few weeds and wild flowers.Looking forward, there are endless misty clouds, like a certain barren cliff.

"According to the rules, the one who punished you should be the spirit-destroying whip, but the person you hurt was me, and I am the young master, the next head. Therefore, I can use these spiritual weapons of punishment on you .Speaking of which, you should thank me for my benevolent heart. I only let you suffer from three thunders. Now, there is the last one left. In order to take care of you, I added something to it. I want to see, Can you still go to my father to sue again while still alive?"

After the man finished speaking, he gathered his energy a few more times, venting all his last hatred.

"Let you fight against me! Against me!"

The boy fell on the ground, trembling all over, even the strength to protect his vitals was worn away by the opponent's torture.

Are you really going to die here?

The man seemed tired or bored, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, raised his feet and wiped all the dirt from the soles of his boots on the young man's body.

Afterwards, he wiped the sticky whip with a handkerchief, and said coldly, "Junior brother, I still have homework, so I won't accompany you to receive the punishment."

The spirit whip penetrated into the sky, and there was a sound in the cloudy sky.

Hearing the hazy sound of thunder and rain, the young man closed his eyes weakly, like a kite with a broken string, fluttering with the wind, silently waiting for his own death knell.

Stop struggling.

In an instant, the torrential rain poured down, and the white light broke through.

Although the young man was weak, he could hear thunderclaps in the sky, as if tens of thousands of wild horses were about to run loose, ready to trample and crush every inch of his body.

"elder brother!"

"Xiaohan!"

Is it hallucination?How could you hear the voices of two people?

The young man exhausted his last strength and managed to hold up half of his body, but when he looked back, his eyes were already blurred, and he could only vaguely feel that there was one more person, no, it was two people?

The headache was so severe that he couldn't tell who it was.In the next moment, his body was loaded with excess weight. Although it was not heavy, it landed firmly on his dog-like wound, causing him to vomit another mouthful of blood.

The whip hit the ground, like the last roar of the bloody beast when it was exhausted, the shaking world trembled three times involuntarily.

The weight on the boy's back sank again, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Before fainting, two figures appeared in front of his eyes.

One is an immature child with clear eyes: "Brother, I'm here."

The other is a man in white, shining like a bright moon: "Xiaohan, I'm sorry."

……

Two months later, in the disciple's room.

The sun was shining brightly and the insects were singing and the flowers were fragrant. It was a fine day, but lying on the bed was a young man who didn't match the scene.

And sitting beside his bed was a man in black clothes with a frosty face, pressing his restless right hand tightly, feeling his pulse reluctantly.

There was another fairy in yellow clothes standing in the room, and asked with a worried face, "Feng Master Jiang, when will he wake up?"

Jiang Yi withdrew his hand and said impatiently: "How do I know, you ask him!"

The fairy couldn't stop him, so he could only answer: "Oh, it's true, it's been so long, what if he can't wake up in the future?"

"It's just a coma, and it's not dead. What's there to worry about?"

"I'm not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yi slammed the door and said, "If there is no major event in the future, please don't call me casually, Pavilion Master Yuan."

Even though the other party was so rude, Yuan Qingxiao went to the door to say goodbye politely: "Master Jiang, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yi's temper is well-known in the Xuanyuan School, and everyone may be used to it, and seldom go into it.But Yuan Qingxiao still sighed at the back of the other party.

Stab.

Just as he was meditating, the boy on the bed suddenly fell down and hit the ground with a bang, but the boy didn't stop because of this, instead he muttered:

"elder brother……"

"Master..."

what?

In fact, Yuan Qingxiao has long been familiar with the strangeness, because every time he comes, he can hear the young man chanting these two words.

Before he had time to help the boy up, there was a boy in yellow beside him.The other party took the first step, picked up the whispering boy on the ground and put him on the bed.After setting up the other party, the boy in yellow bowed to Yuan Qingxiao and said, "Young Pavilion Master, thank you for your care, please go back."

Yuan Qingxiao was also accustomed to this result.Every time when there was no one else in the house, he would be ordered to leave by the boy.

It was supposed to leave him alone, but his body was occupied by another person, and he couldn't help laughing: "I really didn't expect that the kid who was pestering him was actually you."

Hearing this, the boy didn't change his expression, he still helped the person on the bed tuck the quilt, "Why should the young master be modest?"

"Oh? How do you say that?"

The young man remained silent for a long time, and after performing a requiem on the person on the bed, he replied: "If you didn't see my identity, how could you give him that booklet?"

"Yuan Qingxiao" smiled deeply, not knowing what he meant: "Aren't I doing this for you? What's more, didn't he miss the most important part? The thing is hidden on your body, if you really don't want to let it He knows, why keep it undestroyed?"

The young man seemed to have been poked into his heart, and lost his previous politeness: "There is no need for outsiders to intervene in the matter between me and him."

"Outsider? If it weren't for my soul-locking rope, he would be able to withstand two of the three lightning strikes? Can you keep your own soul alive? You know, I didn't just give these treasures away."

The boy in yellow turned around and said coldly: "But you deceived me."

"Oh…?"

"Yuan Qingxiao" closed the door and leaned back, with a provocative mouth: "If I don't say that, will you obediently connect with his soul? You are also amazing, dare to split the soul to fight against the thunder..."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"Oh, still brooding over what happened ten years ago?"

"..."

"Although I'm from the ghost world, I'm not Bai Xiaosheng. Besides, the place where his soul is lost is so deep that I can't even see it. There's nothing I can do if this spirit vein can't be built." See Huang The boy in clothes turned his back on him and ignored him, "Yuan Qingxiao" also lost interest in talking.I just added a sentence before leaving: "Don't forget, we have an appointment first. I have helped you so much, so when will you give me the person I want?"

"almost."

"Really? Don't let others kill you, or I won't show respect."

"..."

In the evening, Shan Yunhan, who had been ill for a long time, was dizzy and had tinnitus, so he could only rub his aching back with a dazed expression: Why are you here?

Wasn't he punished at the bench?

Wait, that last whip seems to be...

Where is Feng Yixue? !

It won't be wiped out, will it? !

However, when he was excited to search for someone, he found a teenager lying beside his bed.This young man's sleeping face is charming, and his porcelain skin exposed on the side is tender and flawless. Just because his eyes are closed, he is even more attracted to his curled eyelashes. However, the most terrible thing is the red star on his face. mole.With a face that is obviously immortal, with more of this, I feel that the whole person's temperament has become... a lot evil.

Shan Yunhan stretched out his hand and poked it.

Why didn't he realize that this face was so...beautiful?

Wait a minute, isn't this person almost out of his wits?Doesn't it depend on him to survive?So... how did he catch the last thunder for him?

What about playing with him again? !

Shan Yunhan quickly lifted the quilt and kicked the boy next to the bed.

When he was about to tell the other party to get out, he suddenly regretted it.

No, doesn't he hope that the other party is safe and sound?How can you see each other well, but still be so angry?

And before going to the torture stage, he himself said that if there is a chance, he must have a good talk with Feng Yixue.

Can……

When Feng Yixue put on a pitiful look of pear blossoms with rain on his face, he knew that the other party would not speak honestly.

And that familiar crying voice: "Woo... so fierce? Don't you remember me?"

……

That being the case, Shan Yunhan decided to use his tricks to get something real out of the other party's mouth.

"Are you...?" Shan Yunhan opened his eyes wide, blinking, imitating Feng Yixue's usual tricks.

The sobbing of the boy in yellow on the ground stopped abruptly, as if he really didn't expect Shan Yunhan to react like this, and then asked tentatively: "I really can't remember who I am? Take a closer look!"

Feng Yixue suddenly leaned over, so close that she almost put her face on Shan Yunhan's eyes.

Shan Yunhan was startled, subconsciously pushed the other party again, and panicked: "I don't remember!"

Phew, almost revealed my secrets.

In order to conceal his overreaction, he deliberately added: "I don't know you, stay away from me!"

Feng Yixue, who was pushed aside by him, seemed to be secretly laughing, then got up and sat back beside his bed, and changed her seriousness: "But, I know you."

"..."

The moment Shan Yunhan met Shang Feng Yixue's sincere eyes, he really thought that the other party would tell the identities of the two in a serious manner.However, he ignored the faint playfulness hidden in the corner of the devil's mouth.

Still naive.

"You made a baby kiss with me, and you are my unmarried wife."

"..."

"Although you have called me my husband before, you don't seem to like it very much, so you don't need to call me like that."

"..."

"By the way, there is another layer of relationship between us. Before, I was your beginner master, and from now on, I will only accept you as my closed disciple."

"..."

"So, call Master to listen again? Good disciple?"