Stunning monster, soft and cute

"No, I just want to see that you are not happy." After finishing speaking, Zhu Yan stepped away and walked towards the door.

Ye Youming still knelt on the ground, "Master, this disciple is still hurt."

Zhu Yan turned to look at him, and said with a sneer, "When you were fighting just now, you didn't look like you were injured."

His expression became stern: "Kneel down honestly, and find a reason to let you kneel for three days and three nights." Looking at the clear sky, he said, "It's better to have a heavy rain soon, otherwise you won't have a long memory."

Ye Youming pursed her thin lips tightly, watching that familiar yet unfamiliar figure approach the room.

Linggu never treated him like this, nor was he as angry as he was.

There was a burst of thunder, and the sky was cloudy.

After a while, it began to rain.

The rain was not light, but Ye Youming was drowned in an instant.

Ye Youming gritted his teeth, knelt with Lin Yu outside, secretly annoyed, what on earth did he like about Zhu Yan, and he had been obsessed with her for more than 300 years.

However, even so, he still loves Zhu Yan in his heart, but after this rebirth, he has thoroughly figured out one thing.

Between Linggu and Zhu Yan, although he likes both, he really likes being with Linggu.

For Zhu Yan, there are more regrets and guilt, after all, he forced Zhu Yan to death with his own hands.

In Linggu, Ye Youming secretly said sadly: I miss you.

In the room, Zhu Yan was standing in front of the window, muttering, "It's raining when it rains!"

He just said it casually when he was angry.

Zhu Yan frowned, looking at the young man kneeling in the rain.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across, causing Zhu Yan's eyes to narrow. After the lightning passed, a small white ball with a slight glint of light sank into the center of Zhu Yan's eyebrows.

"Dong dong dong" the door was knocked.

"Come in." Zhu Yan said without turning her head.

With a "squeak", Ji Zhenxiu came in with a pot of hot tea: "Master, it's cold in the rainy day, drink a cup of hot tea to drive away the cold."

Zhu Yan was once bitten by poisonous insects, and her body has been afraid of cold ever since.

While talking, Ji Zhenxiu had already poured a cup of hot tea for Zhu Yan, and brought it to Zhu Yan respectfully.

Zhu Yan took the teacup with a cold expression: "Today. What's going on between you and Lan Yin's apprentice?"

Hearing Zhu Yan's question, Ji Zhenxiu's expression immediately became aggrieved: "At that time, my disciple was reading a book in the room, unexpectedly, Beizhi barged in recklessly and fiercely. Er fought fiercely, and disciple also fought with him in order to protect himself."

Zhu Yan asked again: "Then what happened to your junior brother?"

Hearing Zhu Yan's question, Ji Zhenxiu became more and more wronged, he said: "The apprentice and Bei Zhi wrestled together, and not long after, the junior brother also barged in.

Tu'er thought he was here to help Tu'er, so he said to him, "I have a wound on my hand, so I don't dare to use too much force. Come here and teach him a lesson for me." ’ Unexpectedly, the younger brother flew up and kicked towards the apprentice. "

Zhu Yan highlighted what Ji Zhenxiu said to Ye Youming.

"Beizhi is Lanyin's apprentice, and also your junior. You didn't ask Zhan Xiao to fight, but you wanted him to bully Beizhi together. It's outrageous."

Ji Zhenxiu was stunned immediately, he didn't expect that he planned to complain to Zhu Yan, wronged him, got Zhu Yan's sympathy, stopped showing Ye Youming a good face, and put him first, but he got such a result.

At this moment, I saw Zhu Yan flicking his sleeves coldly: "As a senior brother, I don't know how to be humble and tolerant. Go outside and kneel." He paused, "Let's kneel with your senior brother."

"Master..." Ji Zhenxiu wanted to defend himself, but when he saw Zhu Yan's sharp eyes, he closed his mouth and went out to kneel in disgrace.

He was frightened by Ye Youming's ruthless hand, and had lingering fears all the time, so even though he was kneeling side by side with Ye Youming, he didn't dare to get too close to Ye Youming, and kept a distance from him.

The sound of "cracking" rain prevented Zhu Yan from hearing the conversation between Ye Youming and Ji Zhenxiu.

"I will definitely kill you."

Ye Youming said coldly.

Under Zhu Yan's eyes, Ye Youming was alone again at this moment, Suiji Zhenxiu was not so scared, he stared at Ye Youming: "Don't be arrogant, Master is watching from there, if you dare to do something to me , I am afraid that Master will punish you to kneel for another month."

"You have to kneel here for a month!" Ye Youming sarcastically said, before he fell to the ground.

Ji Zhenxiu was stunned for a moment, and said: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to shake Ye Youming, trying to shake him awake, but just as he stretched out his hand, he was stopped before he touched Ye Youming.

"stop."

While talking, Zhu Yanxing came over and hugged Ye Youming, who was lying in the rain, "Don't know that you are speaking ill of your younger brother just because you can't hear your conversation, make him faint, and even bully him." he."

"Master, you misunderstood." Ji Zhenxiu hastily explained: "It's the younger brother who speaks harshly to each other, and..."

"Still arguing." Zhu Yan looked stern: "It seems that the punishment for the teacher is not enough." After a while, "Except for changing clothes and relieved hands, I will kneel here for a month."

After speaking, he left Ye Youming in his arms.

After entering the room, Zhu Yan threw Ye Youming on the bed with a cold face, not lightly.

Knowing that he had been discovered, Ye Youming opened his eyes and sat up. He opened his lips to speak, but the next moment there was a crisp applause.

He was slapped by Zhu Yan.

"You are so capable, you actually played tricks and tricks in front of your teacher!"

Ye Youming frowned, covering the burning cheek that was hit by Zhu Yan.

With a "slap", Zhu Yan slapped him on the other side of the cheek again, and said sternly: "Why are you frowning, maybe you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, and you won't be able to fight back."

Before Ye Youming could speak, Zhu Yan slapped him again.

"You..." Ye Youming was so angry that he hurriedly got off the bed.

However, when standing opposite Zhu Yan, he realized that Zhu Yan was actually half a head taller than him.

Zhu Yan was much higher than him except for her cultivation, and she suppressed him severely in terms of aura.

Ye Youming remembered that he was just a teenager at this time.

Can't beat Zhu Yan.

It reminded me that he was reborn.

Reborn in the best time with Zhu Yan 300 years ago.

It's just that after rebirth, things got a little off track and changed.

For example, Zhu Yan became fond of beating him.

Ye Youming glanced at Ji Zhenxiu who was punished to kneel in the rain.

But even though Zhu Yan became fond of beating him, she still favored him in the end.

Thinking of this, Ye Youming raised the hem of his robe and knelt down in front of Zhu Yan, "Master, this disciple is wrong."

Emotions flashed across Zhu Yan's eyes, and he looked away, looking at a wooden carving placed on the shelf of the cabinet, with six characters engraved on it - the Yimei Department of the Linghu Clan.

"Get up and change out of the rain-soaked clothes."

After speaking, the man sat down at the table, ignored Ye Youming, and drank tea absent-mindedly.

Ye Youming got up and began to take off his clothes one by one.

Although the young Ye Youming has not yet grown, but because of cultivation and martial arts, he already has beautiful eight-pack abs in his abdomen.

The perfect figure of inverted triangle, lean waist, sexy mermaid line.

Further down...

Zhu Yan only felt that her breathing was a little messy.

His gaze was hurriedly withdrawn from that indescribable place.

"Zengsheng is so dawdling that he didn't change his clothes for a long time."

Zhu Yan's reprimand sounded in his ears, Ye Youming lowered his eyebrows, he was fast enough.

But he kept urging.

At this point, in this weather, he is still injured and can't do anything, so he urged him to do something.

Sincerely find fault.

But even if Zhu Yan was sincerely looking for faults, Ye Youming couldn't do anything about him.

On the one hand, it is a return from rebirth, and it is too late to cherish this master-student relationship, how can it be trampled like in the previous life.

On the other hand, even if he wanted to show off his power, he couldn't beat Zhu Yan.

For a little cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to fight against a Supreme Immortal in the Golden Core Stage, it would be like dying.

Ye Youming remained silent, speeding up his hands, and put on the clothes: "Master, this disciple is ready."

"sleep."

Ye Youming thought he heard it wrong: "What did Master say?"

Zhu Yan's voice was clear and cold: "Sleep! If your ears are not working well, you need to take medicine."

Ye Youming was about to die of anger, he definitely did it on purpose.

Go to bed, then let him wear some clothes faster!

"Dissatisfied?" Zhu Yan glanced sharply at Ye Youming's sullen face.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... "I don't dare."

After finishing speaking angrily, Ye Youming took off the clothes he had just put on, and lay down on the bed.

Zhu Yan grabbed a rope, flicked her cloud sleeve lightly, and hung the rope on the two opposite walls. He tapped his toes lightly, and the next moment, he lay down on it.

The beauty is like a wild goose, the white clothes hang lightly, and the ink hair is like a waterfall, what a beautiful scenery.

But Ye Youming was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery at all.

He could remember clearly what happened during this period. He was wounded because he went to catch a monster. In order to take care of him, Zhu Yan let him move into his bedroom to recuperate. She gave him the bed and slept on the rope.

Although things haven't changed.

But Zhu Yan has changed a lot. His current attitude is not to take care of him, but to torment him.

The more Ye Youming thought about it, the more depressed he became, and after a while he said: "Master, the apprentice's wound was exposed to rain, and it became infected and inflamed."

Zhu Yan was lying on the rope, and without raising her eyes, she threw a box of wound medicine on Ye Youming's bed, and said casually, "Apply it yourself."

Ye Youming stared at the medicine box on the bed, his eyebrows twitching.

It wasn't like this in the last life, every time Zhu Yan personally applied the wound medicine for him, she was extremely gentle.

After a while, Ye Youming withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhu Yan.

The person seemed to be asleep, with his eyes closed, his face was quiet and beautiful, and his hairband fluttered gently.

Ye Youming's glass-colored pupils seem to be able to spew out fire.

He pushed open the medicine box, lay down, and did not apply the wound medicine.

Zhu Yan slowly opened her eyes, looked at him for a moment, and then closed them again.

The injuries on his body will not be life-threatening, at most they will leave a scar.

It was still raining outside.

Lan Yin came out of the bathroom, opened the door and entered her bedroom, but was slightly taken aback, "Why is Bei'er in the teacher's bedroom?"

He had just finished bathing, his long hair was hanging down, still dripping water, the neckline was not tied, and his beautiful and attractive collarbone was looming.

There is a thin layer of pink on the fair skin, which makes it look extraordinarily delicate. A pair of apricot phoenix eyes are wet with water vapor, and the lips are like peach blossoms with dewdrops in the morning. They are charming and provocative, making people want to go pick.

Mo Bei's Adam's apple slipped, his eyes deepened, "Master, it's raining and thundering outside, so I dare not sleep alone."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Mobei suddenly felt what a bad reason he had found.

Hearing this, Lan Yan looked out the window, the wind and rain flapped the branches, making rustling noises, it was indeed quite scary.

Lan Yin withdrew his gaze, "Then you can stay here."

He is also quite afraid of this kind of weather.

After speaking, Lan Yin sat at the table, found a book and began to read.

Mo Bei: "Master, why don't you rest?"

Lan Yin's eyes fell on the scroll: "You go to sleep, because the teacher's hair is still wet, sleep after it dries."

Mo Bei took off his boots and lay on the bed, but did not sleep, waiting for Lan Yin's hair to dry.

Finally, when Lan Yin's hair was dry, "Master, are you sleeping?"

Lan Yin: "The teacher is thirsty, drink a cup of tea before going to sleep, you go to sleep, you don't have to wait for the teacher."

After bathing, he was prone to thirst, so Mo Bei silently got Lan Yin to drink up a pot of tea.

"Master, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Lan Yin raised his lips to speak, but his arm had already been pulled up, and before he could react, Mo Bei had pulled him to sit on the bed, and Mo Bei quickly took off the boots on Lan Yin's feet.

Lan Yin's lips twitched a few times, and she didn't know what to say, so she lay on the bed with her clothes on and stopped talking.

"Master?" Mo Bei's voice sounded in his ear again.

Lan Yin had never shared a bed with anyone before, so she was inexplicably nervous and uneasy. She was lying upright at the moment, looking at the beam above her head: "What's the matter?"

Mo Bei: "Master, how uncomfortable it is to sleep without taking off your clothes!"

Lan Yin: "No..."

It's not uncomfortable, Lan Yin only uttered the word "no" before being interrupted by Mo Bei: "The apprentice is waiting for the master to change clothes."

While talking, Mo Bei has already started.

Just like that, Mo Bei took off Lanyin's coat in a daze, leaving only a light gown, and of course a pair of snow-white trousers under the gown.

"Master?" Mo Bei said in a hoarse voice, "I'm a little cold."

Lan Yin reached out and pulled the thin blanket over, covered Mo Bei's body, and tucked the corner of the quilt for him.

"Master, are you still cold?"

Lan Yin returned and picked up the coat that Mo Bei had taken off for him, and covered Mo Bei's body again.

"Master, it's getting colder! What should I do?"

Lan Yin was stumped, this season he had already put away the quilt, handed it over to his disciples to wash and dry, and would only get it back when winter came, so now he had no quilt to cover Bei'er.

"Master is warm, I want to sleep with my arms around Master."

"This..." Lan Yin hesitated: "As a teacher, I'm not used to being hugged."

Mo Bei: "Just get used to it."

Before the words fell, he was already hugged.

It's quite warm.Lan Yin's cheeks were flushed, feeling very hot.

But he is not cold, so he does not need this kind of warmth.

He moved his body, trying to get away from Mo Bei's overly hot embrace, but he couldn't break free because Mo Bei's hug was too tight.

"Bei'er..." Lan Yin suddenly stopped, was stunned, her face became more and more crimson, and she became embarrassing.

At this moment, he clearly felt the change under Mo Bei.

"Master, I love you." Mo Bei held Lan Yin's earlobe in his mouth, and that hot breath seemed to melt Lan Yin.

Lan Yin wanted to escape, but Mo Bei held him tightly in his arms.

"As a teacher...it's too sudden..." Lan Yin panicked and said incoherently: "As a teacher, I need Jingyi..."

"It's not sudden, it's been hundreds of years." Lan Yin couldn't understand Mo Bei's words, and when he was trying to understand, Mo Bei had already deceived him.

…………

The sky turned fish-belly white, and Mo Bei looked at the sleeping person in his arms.

His eyes were flushed, and his eyelashes were still wet. It was because he was bullied too hard by Mo Bei last night and cried.

But people are still very obedient to Mo Bei, without the slightest struggle to refuse.

Very gentle.

Mo Bei's eyes were full of happiness, and he gently stroked Lan Yin's cheek.

He didn't expect Lanyin to fall down as soon as he pushed, and he got him so easily.

At this time in his last life, he didn't even dare to take another look at Lan Yin.

After that, it took a lot of trouble and painstaking efforts, and it took many years later than now to get the blue silver.

However, Fang lost Lan Yan when he got it, and lost it again after 300 years.

Let the master die in order to save him.

Mo Bei's eyes were moist. If he had listened to his master at that time, had left with his master, and escaped from the world, he would not have lost his master again.

Mo Bei began to meditate.

Before Ye Youming woke up, Zhu Yan woke him up.

He looked at Zhu Yan's cold face, "Master, this disciple is injured and needs to be cultivated."

It was the same incident, at that time he didn't want to rest on the bed, Zhu Yan didn't let him get out of bed, so that he could rest on the bed to recuperate.

After rebirth, what went wrong, made Zhu Yan become like this, as if she was angry with him, and has been tormenting him in disguise.

Zhu Yan sat at the table, "The young man is strong, don't be so hypocritical that he doesn't look like a man, a small wound seems to be fatal."

Ye Youming got down from the bed: "Does Master want the disciple to do something?"

Zhu Yan: "After breakfast in a while, go to Zangshu Pavilion to study and study." After a while, "Reading can make people calm." He raised his eyes and glanced coldly at Ye Youming: "Your heart is too restless."

Ye Youming frowned slightly, how could his heart not be depressed at this time, he was reborn, so as for Lingu, his heart was full of worries and longing for Lingu.

He desperately wanted to see Linggu.

As for Zhu Yan.

Ye Youming's glazed eyes sized him up unobtrusively.

I'm afraid Zhu Yan is not emotional yet.

Otherwise, why are you so cold to him!

"What are you still in a daze for?" Zhu Yanqing's cold and impatient voice sounded in Ye Youming's ears, "Don't play tricks and not read."

Ye Youming withdrew his thoughts, came to the table and sat down, picked up the bamboo chopsticks and prepared to eat.

Ye Youming at this age has not yet bigu, and needs three meals a day.

However, when Ye Youming looked at the dishes on the table, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at Zhu Yan: "Master, why are they all meat?"

Ever since he worshiped Zhu Yan as his teacher, he has been a vegetarian all the time, why is there a lot of fish and meat on the table today, it's still breakfast!

It's so fatty, how can it be eaten.

On the opposite side, Zhu Yan looked at him quietly for a moment, "It's for your body, eat it." After a while, she said: "When you are not under the teacher's door, you also like to eat meat!"

Saying that, he got up: "I still have some things to deal with as a teacher. After cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, let's go to the library."

After finishing speaking, the white clothes twirled lightly, and Zhu Yan walked out.

Ye Youming frowned, looking in the direction Zhu Yan left.

What is wrong with him?

Treat him like this.

Give him fatty meat for breakfast, and ask him to wash the dishes.

Usually, the dishes and chopsticks are cleaned by special disciples.

Ye Youming sighed softly, and immediately began to eat breakfast.

He still can't rely on inhaling the aura of heaven and earth to feed the valley, so he has to eat and drink to replenish his physical strength.

Ok?

Ye Youming took a closer look at the dishes on the table, and realized that they were all Linggu's favorite food.