Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

In the dead of night, the candles crackled.

Sitting and standing next to the bed, the three of them were staring at each other. To be precise, only Su Changyi and He Qingxie, master and apprentice, were coming and going, staring at Dan Fengyan with peach blossom eyes.

Shen Rourou's copper bell opened her eyes wide, as if her eyeballs would burst out, staring straight at Su Changyi, a little absent-minded, a little dignified, and didn't do anything to the little sister who was in love with her in the past? Bi Jinjian.

The candlelight on the table swayed automatically without wind, and the three figures printed on the wall also swayed a few times.

The shadow of a cup bow and snake was so menacing that Su Changyi couldn't bear it anymore and finally asked Shen Rourou what he wanted to do in a soft voice.

"Is there anything you want to say, nephew?"

Shen Rourou nodded, "Master, I..." After a moment of pause, she seemed to have made up her mind, and she said, "I, I miss Master...

Suddenly, she burst into tears.

Su Changyi's hand on her lap was suddenly grabbed by someone. She was startled, glanced at He Qingxie, then turned her gaze back, patted him and comforted him: "Nephew, don't cry, take your time." explain?."

Shen Rourou held Su Changyi tightly with one hand, as if she was grabbing a handful of life-saving straws in a crisis, and wiped her tears with the other hand, with red eyes, she choked and said, "Yes, something may have happened to Master, The thing? That's how it is."

That day, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.

In the middle of the Huanshan Treasure Pavilion, the candlesticks are brightly lit. Eighteen iron locks are hung high in the corners of the house to lock Qinglian.

Above the void, the Yin Han Sword sang to the sky, and the sword talisman trembled like a sieve, and an astonishing surge of spiritual power suddenly surged, forming a swirling spirit ball.

Invisibly, the spirit ball rose again and again, three times in a row.

Bang!

The spirit ball exploded suddenly, and the carved wooden door was instantly shattered into chips by the invisible spiritual power.

In just an instant, the huge Lingqing Hall was in a mess, covered with frost, and at a glance, it was crystal clear and frozen for thousands of miles.

There is a spot of cinnabar between the eyebrows, and the head of Jun Huan, who is in white robe and wide sleeves, has rushed to this place with the Danqing sword. The Yinhan sword that was originally sealed here has disappeared, and the frost flowers caused by the fluctuation of spiritual power are also there. In daylight? Gradually fade.

As soon as Shen Rourou chased her to this place, she saw her master's expression was solemn, and she said solemnly: "There is a loss in the forbidden area!" After saying that, she left without waiting for anyone to return.

Qinglian Xuechi, the forbidden area of ​​Shangqing Ruins, is hidden under the four steep peaks of Huanxuan Yaocheng.

Shen Rourou recalled the scene of that day.

"At that time, Master Jun Yao went to Guanshan for a few days, Master sent Master Junxuan and Master Jun Cheng to bury the body. I was worried about Master's safety, but I was afraid of the bad reputation in the forbidden area. I can only stop at the top of Huanshan Mountain. I waited for Shizun on the top of the mountain for two days, but I didn't see Shizun coming out."

When it came to this point, Shen Rourou pear blossom was raining, and she was about to cry again. She choked up and said, "I was so flustered that I was afraid that something might happen to Master in the forbidden area, so I want to go to my brothers and sisters for help, who Knowing that when I just turned around to leave, there was a sudden sound behind me, I turned around and saw Master and ran over impatiently, without waiting to get close, Master suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped between my eyebrows, and I fainted."

Su Changyi let out a soft "huh", "And then?"

Shen Rourou lowered her eyebrows for a while, then raised her head again, and suddenly started to cry again with a "wow".

"I just forgot everything."

"Until this afternoon? When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the Lingqing Palace. My back still hurts, woo woo woo, Master Jun Yao, Rourou's back hurts woo woo woo—"

Su Changyi: "..."

He Qingxie: "..."

"Uncle Junyao, look at Rourou, did you bump into Rourou's lower back? What happened? It still hurts now, woo woo woo..."

The limp and boneless waist was just twisting like this, trying desperately to get close to Su Changyi. Shen Rourou was white and clean, her eyes were as big as copper bells, her heavens were full, her earlobes were also thick, and she looked like a prosperous husband.

Su Changyi's eyebrows twitched, he didn't quite understand the attraction of Junyao Xianzun?

"Nephew's skirt is not easy to lift, why don't you wait a while?" She asked tentatively.As soon as she finished speaking, she took the opportunity to lift the long hair behind Shen Rourou's head.

The picture of the pink and white overlapping collar is different from the picture He Qingxie showed her with the empathy technique. The vertical and straight black line extending from the black hair to the collar is gone.

Afraid that he might be mistaken, Su Changyi brushed aside his hair, and pulled the collar towards his eyes. Shen Rourou was delicate and weak and could easily be pushed down. As soon as she pulled her footsteps, she staggered and fell backwards. This fall fell directly into the arms of the person.

So far, Su Changyi hasn't found anything wrong. He stubbornly and persistently looked at the back of that tender and fair neck. After the authentication was completed, he breathed a sigh of relief and made sure that he was right.

When she came back to her senses, Shen Rourou supported her leg with one hand, turned half of her body, blushed and lowered her head shyly, and asked softly: "Master, is there something wrong behind Rourou's back?"

"No, Master Uncle just took a look." Su Changyi smiled lightly.

Fragile candlelight, I don't know who has been tormented, and the tongue of flames keeps shaking.

Under the candlelight, a peach blossom blooms on the full forehead, which is gorgeous and coquettish, and the brows are stern and noble, as if the natural charm and abstinence have been taken up by Jun Yao Xianzun.She is the fairy jade bone, and she is also the peerless beauty. She is like a flower, half of which is bright red and beautiful, and half of which is noble and flawless.

These are two different temperaments, but they can always appear according to local conditions.

Ever since, this light smile has surpassed Yeyue.

For some reason, a trace of resentment appeared in He Qingxie's heart, causing her heart to burn continuously as if being ignited by this candle.

This woman must have done it on purpose, for the sake of her beauty, she will do whatever she can, and the person in front of her is her nephew!

Suddenly recalling the past, He Qingxie's mouth and nose were gradually covered with suffocation. When he was just an adult, wasn't he also this person's apprentice, and in the end he fell into the tiger's mouth and had no way to escape?But Shen Rou is the disciple of the head of the sect, even if Jun Yao is a beast, he would not dare to do nothing to the head of the sect.

But looking at the picture of the deep love between the teacher and the nephew at this time, her palms were sweating, and she was a little scared in her heart, but she didn't understand what she was afraid of.

He Qingxie looked at the two of them and frowned slightly.

Shen Rou softly asked: "Then can the uncle come later? Watch it in bed?"

Su Changyi felt a little chilled in her heart, and it took her a long time to realize what the other party said? Like something, she took a breath, and coaxed, "It's okay, then Master can ask you a few more questions?"

"Anything is fine!" Shen Rourou smiled like a flower, and nodded cheerfully.

Su Changyi swears, is this Guawazi really Jun Yao's fan girl?

He Qingxie looked at Shen Rourou, wanting to drag this unlucky junior sister away immediately.

In the shadows not far away, a moth fluttered its wings, stumbling towards the candle, and at the moment of life and death, someone extinguished the candle, cutting off its dead end in time.

***

The galaxy is hot, and the breath is also hot.

He Qingxie breathed slowly, hunched up, curled up on the bed, and heard the rustling sound of undressing, and after a long time, the sound disappeared.

The whole world also quieted down, and there were occasional koi playing in the lotus pond in the courtyard.

Cultivators who have entered the Golden Core stage can see all directions with their eyes and ears, and He Qingxie hated hearing all kinds of noisy and noisy movements in the past, but he can't wait to hear them at this moment.

She knew that she should not see or listen to evil, and she should not be a voyeur, and of course she didn't bother to do so.It's just that the original worry and fear, as the night fell and the darkness fell, it seemed to be a watered seedling, thriving.

She had to admit she was insomnia.

At the same time, Su Changyi, who was lying on the other bed with his nephew, was obviously not having a good time. She asked Shen Rourou three questions in total.

"Can you remember what happened after you were hit between the eyebrows? Are you sure you woke up in the main hall of Lingqing Hall? Why did you wake up? Why don't you just go in and find me?"

It's easy to ask, but the results are not satisfactory.

Shen Rourou forgot.

Shen Rourou confirmed and affirmed that she woke up in the main hall of Lingqing Hall.

It's not that Shen Rourou didn't go in, but hid behind the screen where the blue sea meets the floating flowers and waves, and quietly peeped at Jun Yao's boudoir. When she saw that her master was also here, she was so frightened that she ran out in a panic. .

It seemed that he was not lightly frightened.

But what can all this represent?

This will only make my head hurt more!

Su Changyi realized that as long as he didn't deliberately recall those details, he would never find the clues. Once he thought about it carefully, the results hidden under various clues would often shock people.

However, based on Shen Rourou's words alone, it can be deduced that something must have happened to the Qinglian Blood Pond in the forbidden area of ​​Shangqing Ruins, and Jun Huan's head, Zhu Yu, may have had some accident, but it is still unknown.

Of course, all of this must be based on the fact that Shen Rourou did not lie to her.

Things? Mess? A mess, Su Changyi rubbed his brows to look at the moonlight outside the window, feeling melancholy and sleepless for a while, Shen Rourou lay beside her, breathing gently and steadily, as if falling asleep.

Su Changyi sighed as if no one was there, and wanted to pray that there would be no accidents tomorrow.

The sigh that faded out of the bird naturally reached He Qingxie's ears. In the darkness, the long and narrow eyes of the phoenix eyes blinked twice.

The clear and crisp sound like rings came from a distance, and it was He Qingxie who was calling her, "Master?"

Ever since, Su Changyi became even more annoyed.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep, the voices in her ears were endless, telling her she shouldn't, and the other party called her again and again as if on purpose.It's not the kind of series, it's every now and then, calling a teacher after a while, and asking a teacher after a while, are you asleep?

Su Changyi slept on the outside of the bed, with her back facing Shen Rourou. This position was uncomfortable after sleeping for a long time. She wanted to turn over but didn't want to look directly at Shen Rourou, so she could only lie flat on the bed, but she didn't want to cover her face too much. ear.

When He Qingxie yelled for an unknown number of times, Su Changyi finally threw up the quilt and got off the bed with extreme irritability, stepped on the ground with bare feet, and walked to He Qingxie's bedside.

"Calling the soul in the middle of the night?" In the words that were deliberately lowered, she lifted the corner of the quilt and blocked He Qingxie's face, asking in a neutral tone.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to eat or sleep?"

"This disciple has been in Shangqingxu since he was a child, and all the knowledge was taught by the master. The master only taught the disciple how to make it sound beautiful on the bed, but he never said it? language."

He Qingxie reached out to stop the quilt, and slowly sat up, she was mocking in the darkness, "So, why did Master have the nerve to ask that question?"

The atmosphere froze in an instant, neither of them spoke?

After a while, Su Changyi let go of his hand unhurriedly, and said lightly: "Then why does Master have nothing to say?" The words changed, "In that case, from now on, that disciple will How about keeping those six words firmly in mind and writing them down a hundred and eighty times?"

Su Changyi laughed slowly, and said, "Why? I'm afraid the disciple will forget, so why don't you strike while the iron is hot and start writing now?"

At the end of the sentence, he lifted the quilt and signaled He Qingxie to get off the bed.

In the dark, how much vision became blurred, Su Changyi didn't know what kind of expression He Qingxie had, but her complexion was very bad.

With her feet on the ground, the shade on the ground penetrated upwards from the soles of her feet, making her legs stiff. She urgently needed to go to bed to warm herself up? When she thought of a warm blanket.

She felt a little sleepy.

Su Changyi: "..."

He Qingxie didn't respond immediately, she neither refused nor responded, but smiled inexplicably. Will you stand by and watch the disciples copy?" As she spoke, she turned over and got off the bed, her feet were under the bed, looking for her boots.

Mental exhaustion made Su Changyi's expression dull. Talking to He Qingxie? After a few words, he became sleepy. He covered his mouth and yawned, his eyes moistened.

"Because the teacher is sleepy, because the teacher is not free, but because the teacher believes in you." She said, "I copy slowly, and the teacher will check tomorrow."

"Wait?!" He Qingxie subconsciously grabbed Su Changyi's arm that was about to turn around, "Master, why don't you sleep on the disciple's bed?"

so sleepy!What happened to He Qingxie? Why so many?

Su Changyi turned sideways sadly, with the red satin still wrapped around her neck, following her movements, she raised an arc in the void, and finally landed on her chest.

She held back her impatience, and asked a little calmly, "Why?"

"Rourou is still young!"

"Then... why does the teacher look like a beast?"

The other party pointed at himself, and the answer was obvious.

Su Changyi snorted softly, wishing he could strangle her to death on the spot, and said, "Why? Master is afraid that my apprentice will have nightmares in bed, so you hurry up and write it? Don't waste your time."

He Qingxie stared at her deeply. It was already a dusty black bead, how could it be bright in the dark?

So, Su Changyi couldn't see the other person's expression clearly? How about it.

When she went to Shen Rourou's bed, He Qingxie stood there without moving for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, she set off to light the candle, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and lay down on the table to write? without saying a word.

She didn't wear a robe, but only a moon-white inner garment with the crescent moon logo embroidered on the hem. The blue silk was piled up on her shoulders like a waterfall, and she couldn't get rid of it. The fingers holding the writing brush had distinct bones, and her posture was elegant. delicate.

After going to bed and covering her with the quilt, the drowsiness of the storm just now failed to make her fall asleep quickly, and she rubbed her fingers on the silk silk.

The candles on the table flickered, illuminating the thick and long beam above.

The stripes are mottled, even hideous.

All of this was seen in Su Changyi's eyes, which made her a little restless unconsciously.

This apprentice... makes her not know what to say? What is good.

Su Changyi was resentful, but he couldn't figure it out, when did He Qingxie become so obedient?It's very inexplicable!

Maybe, maybe, she's finally out of her mind? !With this thought in mind, it didn't take long before the heavy breathing gradually returned to calm.

Of course, He Qingxie couldn't always punish the writer honestly, she only had to write 180 times twice before going to bed in a hurry.

The next morning.

Su Changyi was awakened by Shen Rourou's scream.

She didn't have the habit of staying in bed, almost as soon as Shen Rourou moved, she opened her kite-colored peach eyes, and smiled softly, "Good morning, nephew."

Seeing it? Listening to it, Shen Rourou trembled all over, and it took a while to recover and remember what earth-shattering event she did last night.

She is like an enemy.

"Master, Master Uncle! Rou, Rourou got out of bed first!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded cautiously, hugged the dress and did not dare to step over the body of Junyao Xianzun, but scrambled and walked the road at the end of the bed.

Su Changyi held the loose silk silk around his neck, watched Shen Rourou jump out of the bed from the end of the bed, sat on the bed for a while before wrapping up the silk silk and got up to search for clothes.

For a moment, she heard Shen Rourou's sudden scream, and a sudden twitch between her eyebrows. This feeling was so familiar, it gave people a sense of He Qingxie's sight.

Putting on his clothes, he went over to look at it, and Su Changyi's mind was filled with only four words, the villain should die!

On the sheets of white paper, without exception, all of them were written in an orderly arrangement——

Junjun

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禽禽

Beast

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Lazy

A total of 180 times, full of dissatisfaction and resistance after being oppressed.

Su Changyi sneered, not knowing what to say.

If He Qingxie was slashed with a sword, it would be too easy. With such a beauty, she can only loosen her fangs completely by lying on the bed and tidying up.

Su Changyi's expression was calm, and he patted Shen Rourou on the shoulder to signal her to wash up first. Shen Rourou was hesitant and restless, her little cherry mouth moved, and she stopped talking for a long time before holding the wooden basin in her eyes of relief. fetch water.

He Qingxie hugged the quilt and sat up straight with her waist. Yesterday, she was delayed for two hours, which made her dizzy. She rubbed her eyes for a while, and then turned her head to look at the master who had already stood beside her bed.

With a smile that didn't reach his eyes, Su Changyi raised his delicate and jade-like face with his cold fingertips, smiling at Yan Yan's appearance.

"Is it because the teacher doesn't look at you, so you can't write well?"

"Master, please enlighten me. Didn't the disciple write it?" He Qingxie knocked off her hand, and with a smile in his eyes, he got up and got up, "No, the disciple did write it, but what the disciple said It’s just that it’s different from what Master said.”

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