After being sacked, I became Master's White Moonlight

The boy's shoulders trembled slightly, and he nodded silently.

He could no longer hear what Lu Beijin was saying.

The old injury had been suppressed for too long, and the cold in the snow field aroused bursts of scorching heat. After one stimulus after another, Jing Yu's consciousness was finally extinguished like a wave.

The flames were consuming his sanity.

He raised his head and looked at Shang Lu Beijin with a cold and scrutinizing gaze.Then he couldn't help being afraid.

But when the Furnace Seal broke out, he could hardly control himself.The moment his consciousness went blank, he had already fallen towards Lu Beijin.

Lu Beijin once helped him relieve the attack of the injury. Jing Yu was usually too ashamed to think about it, but his body firmly remembered it.

The first time the Furnace Seal broke out, it was in the killing formation.

At that time, Jing Yu didn't know the existence of the furnace cauldron seal—he squeezed this body and put it in the cultivation world, and it was already imprinted with the furnace cauldron seal more than ten years later—he only knew that his movements were getting better and better. Slow, trembling just by breathing.

In the perilous killing formation, the young man knelt under a flash of sword light.

Is he going to die like this...

That wisp of sword light did not take his life.

Only the cold touch came from the shoulder.

The young man shivered from the cold, raised his head, his eyes were ignorant, and the moist eyes carried a sadness that he didn't even realize.

The sword energy flashed again, and the clothes fell from Jing Yu's body.

Lu Beijin had a cold temper, even if he peeled off Jing Yu's blood-stained clothes with his own hands, he didn't look moved at all.

He just coldly took the pattern on Jing Yu's back into his eyes, and then lightly engraved it with his fingertips.

The young man trembled, the corners of his eyes were wet with hot tears, and he accepted Lu Beijin's actions without any resistance.

He raised his head, and Lu Beijin's figure was reflected in his dull eyes.

The person who has never been warmed by others bent slightly because of him, his pale eyes closely watching Jing Yu's slightest reaction.

He seemed to take himself to heart.Just like that, Jing Yu was very happy.

Even though he was in a bloody killing battle, with all his clothes ripped off and blood all over his body, Lu Beijin was still as spotless as the bright moon in the sky.

The feeling of being relieved by Lu Beijin's old injury is not bad.

In retrospect, the tips of Jing Yu's ears would turn red.

At this time, the body recalled the past, and trembled intermittently without a teacher.The heat made Jing Yu exhausted, but he couldn't help stretching his body, trying to calm down the fire spreading from his shoulders with coolness.

The howling wind had ceased at some point.As a result, the last trace of coolness that could bring Jing Yu disappeared.

The hot skin touched a little cold, and he shivered from the cold, but the movement of retreating was firmly pressed down by the person, unable to move.

With the drenched clothes sticking to her body, Jing Yu felt no sense of security. She wanted to curl up into a ball, but because of her injury, she couldn't help wanting more touches.

He crashed into Lu Beijin's arms.

As usual, it wasn't pushed away.Lu Beijin would never refuse him at such a time.

It was only at this time that Lu Beijin was the most gentle towards him.

Almost for a moment, Jing Yu wanted to agree with what those people said.

The furnace's body naturally needs to be forcibly filled.

This terrible thought made Jing Yu feel sick and his stomach throbbed.

The young man regained some sanity, lowered his head slightly, and laughed lightly, but stepped on the thick snow and staggered back two steps.

Lu Beijin frowned slightly, extremely puzzled by his retreat: "Don't want to live anymore?"

"No. It's just..." Jing Yu gasped for a long time, and finally smiled meekly, responding to Lu Beijin's words, "If the injury does not form a seal with someone, other soothing methods will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Temporary relief, but It will only get worse every time. I appreciate Master's kindness, but if things go on like this, I will have to trouble you every time..."

In the end, he relied on Lu Beijin and regarded him as his only medicine.

Jing Yu didn't want that.

He came to cross the tribulation of love, to love Lu Beijin.The love he wants is not just asking for it.He also wanted to do something for Lu Beijin and stood by his side.

The more he likes Lu Beijin, the less he can indulge in momentary enjoyment.

The young man raised his head weakly, but his eyes were shining brightly, reflecting the man's snow-white figure.

"I will find a way to heal myself, and Master will help me. But before that, I think, I should persevere on my own, so as to live up to Master's love for me..." His words were burned by the burning in his body. And it became intermittent, "So, so let's go home first, Master."

He was a little ashamed and didn't dare to see Lu Beijin.

So he didn't see the sarcasm flashing across Lu Beijin's eyes.

The man's thin lips parted lightly: "Really."

"Yes, yes..." Jing Yu gasped, and the moist white mist blurred the faces of the two of them.

Lu Beijin stared at Jing Yu, his light-colored pupils suppressed a bit of darkness that was not usually seen.Through the white mist, I can't see clearly.

Jing Yu lowered her eyes lightly, and broke free from his shackles with both hands, her white forearm slid across the air and retracted into her sleeves.

Lu Beijin didn't stop him.

The boy stood up tremblingly, breathing heavily.

It was clear that he was in the ice and snow, but he seemed to be so hot that he was about to melt away, from his shoulders to the hem of his clothes, he was trembling with his breath.

Before he could take a step forward, his consciousness was blurred.He fell back into the soft snow.

Clothes fell into a mess, strands of hair were scattered under her body, and a few strands stuck to the tip of her nose. Jing Yu was unable to push it away as she breathed.

"Can you persist?" He heard the man ask with a sneer in his voice.

It was as if his heart had been crushed, and the sense of frustration surged up like a tide. He could only look up at Lu Beijin, and tears fell unconsciously from the corners of his eyes.

The moist eyes could no longer hide the fragility and sadness of the young man.His stubbornness and persistence were severely crushed by his body, which was no longer able to get up.

That fragility strangely pleased Lu Beijin.

He held down the boy's shoulders and pressed him deeper into the snow until Jing Yu was completely drenched.Jing Yu couldn't struggle, and let him play with her in despair, watching him quietly.

Jing Yu couldn't see his face clearly.

All he could feel was the man's wrist on his shoulder.Carpals well projected, powerful and supple.

Then the strong wrist left his shoulder.

The scorching heat under the brand on the back almost overwhelmed everything.

Jing Yu couldn't see anything for a while.He tried to shrink up, but fell back weakly.

My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.He was like a string stretched to the extreme, and suddenly he couldn't control his crying.

He heard the man's ironic question: "Are you comfortable?"

Of course comfortable.

It's so comfortable that my heart will become addicted.

The body is excited and stretched, but the reason resists remembering this light pleasure.

Jing Yu avoided answering, but just lay there blankly, letting the tears slide down, and his messy hair wetly stuck to his cheeks.

He lost consciousness like running away.

There are large tracts of bamboo forests growing on Wunian Peak, the breeze blows, and the bamboo sounds.

Lu Beijin never drank alcohol, so alcohol was banned on Wunian Peak.But today, in the fragrance of bamboo leaves, there is a little mellow wine taste.

So the Taoist boys knew that it was Jing Yu who had returned.

Daotong, who was more familiar with Jing Yu, pushed open the door of the side hall.

The strong aroma of wine came to the face, and there was an altar of old wine that had just been sealed with clay in the hall.Jing Yu was wearing an undershirt that stuck to her body, as if she had been drenched.He didn't wear a coat, and he was kneeling on the ground with bare feet, and his hair was not tied.The black hair was thick and smooth, and it fell to the ground as he raised his head.

The young man's eyes were shining brightly, and he called out the person's name with a hint of drunkenness: "Xunxian."

Jing Yu smiled and said, "I'm back."

Dao Tong was taller than Jing Yu, and his eyes were full of helplessness when he saw this, he knelt down beside Jing Yu, and put on his socks for him: "Just after I came back, I didn't even say to meet us, so I ran to the Drinking in the temple. You don't know how much we miss you in the past five years. You are not here, Xianjun has become too scary... Fortunately, you are back."

Jing Yu pursed her lips, breathing weaker, and said coquettishly, "I miss you too. But I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

The old injury has been stimulated too much, and the relief has not been completely relieved, and it will attack violently again soon. If you want to feel less uncomfortable, you can only endure it in your sleep.

But without alcohol, it is difficult for him to fall asleep.So he came to drink first.

He drank a lot, and when he drank too much, he liked to talk a lot.

He put his head on Xunxian's shoulder and said word by word: "My old injury broke out in the vast snowfield. Master saved me, but he sent me out of the snowfield and left. I didn't have time to tell him, I Before he could use the teleportation array in the sect with his spiritual power, he left."

So he climbed up by himself, little by little, and each step was very difficult.

The steps of Wunian Peak were so steep and long, he walked for a long time, thinking that he would not be able to climb up today.

But he finally climbed up.

"My ankles hurt, everywhere... I'm so tired."

But even though he was so tired, he still remembered that Lu Beijin didn't like him being dirty, so he went to take a bath first, and then secretly opened a few jars of fine wine that he had buried before.

The little drunkard was wronged and pitiful, no one could bear to get angry at him after seeing him.Xun Xian let out a long sigh: "My lord, let me help you go back to sleep."

But the young man shook his head, moved his knees a little forward, stood up with his strength, and staggered towards the bedroom.

Even if his old injury broke out and he climbed a very high and high staircase, he still has the strength to go back to the dormitory by himself.

He doesn't want to be helped.

Jing Yu laughed softly: "Master...he is my master now."

Xun Xian followed by his side, his eyes were a little complicated: "Well, your wish has been fulfilled, my lord."

But in order to become the apprentice of Beijin Xianjun, Jing Yu paid too much.Seeking leisure is in his eyes, now besides congratulations, what else can he say.

Jing Yu still smiled: "The aura on Wunian Peak is so strong today, I felt it right after I came back."

Xun Xian smiled and sighed: "Yes, because the fairy asked us to burn a herb with a very strong aura. It seems to be called Immortal Returning Grass. It sounds very unorthodox, and I don't know what it is. It's just that the aura is so strong , it must be a good herbal medicine."

Jing Yu's eyes were a little hot, and her voice softened uncontrollably: "That's how it burned. That's really... a waste of money."

"That's true, but Xianjun doesn't lack this herb." Xunxian didn't notice his abnormality, so he just said casually, "What's more, after this herb is burned, it smells very good, and Wu Nian Peak can smell it everywhere It can last for a few days."

The fairy grass is not used in this way.Jing Yu really wanted to refute, but what position did he have to let Xun Xian share the pain with him.

so sad.

He couldn't bear it anymore, he quickly dodged into the bedroom, closed the door firmly, and separated himself from Xun Xian.

The feeling of alcohol surged up at this moment, and the tiredness was like a tide, impacting Jing Yu's reason.

He couldn't think of the ten thousand hectares of snowfield, he couldn't think of returning the fairy grass, he couldn't even think of the furnace seal.He just leaned against the door tiredly and aggrieved, and slowly slid down, curled up on the heavy carpet.

He just wanted an explanation before his consciousness plunged into darkness.

Even if it was an excuse, as long as Lu Beijin could explain to him why he had to burn the fairy grass before returning, he would happily accept it.

But why... Master didn't say it.

I really want to ask.