Master will only delay my promotion

Seeing that he finally coaxed people away, Duan Yibai decided to let go of his hands and feet and have a fight.

If the house is really set on fire, it will take experience points to recover at worst.

"Host, come on!" The system flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness, projecting a bunch of little red hearts to cheer Duan Yibai up.

Its host is so smart, it must be able to master it soon.

The system is so convinced

Late night

"Host... have you succeeded?" The system felt that it had no energy to project.

Look at this charred room and a bunch of cracked refining furnaces.

Its host, among other things, is really lethal.

"It's done..." Duan Yibai said softly.

"What?" The system didn't hear clearly, thinking that the host was going to exchange medicinal materials again, "I'll buy it now."

"Buy a head, I say I succeeded!" Duan Yibai flicked the system, "Look."

The system looked over and saw several porcelain bottles lying on the host's hands.

"Is this Gu Yuan Pill inside?" The system flew around Duan Yibai twice.

Duan Yibai looked proud, "That's right, and it's the top grade Guyuan Pill."

As expected of him, if he doesn't succeed, it's fine. Once he succeeds, he is the ultimate.Back then, he was really blocked by love from making a fortune, otherwise he might have been the richest man in the world of cultivating immortals long ago.

The system immediately worked up again, and sprinkled a bunch of small flowers around Duan Yibai, with an exaggerated sound effect: "It's great!"

When the pharmacy was restored to its original state, Duan Yibai yawned, looked at the system time, and found that it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Let's go, let's go back first, and we can collect the bill by giving the elixir to Senior Brother Wu during the day. By the way, we have to finish the painting that was not finished during the day."

When this is mentioned, the system feels strange.Curiously asked: "Host, what do you draw Xianjun Qingyi for?"

Could it be... I have no more love?

"Don't get it wrong, I just thought of another good way to make money." Duan Yibai said with a smile.

"What way?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Duan Yibai clicked on the system's display screen with a smug face: "I'm sure I can make a lot of money."

He seemed to have seen a lot of money coquettishly begging to be touched in his arms.

His fingertips felt a little itchy.

Originally, he thought that he would go back to his room as soon as he arrived at the main hall, but Duan Yibai did not expect that Qing Yi hadn't slept yet.

"Master, you...are so energetic, good night." After speaking, Duan Yibai wanted to sneak back to his room.

"Wait." Qing Yi stopped him and asked, "What happened to your clothes?"

It is no exaggeration to say that Duan Yibai's current clothes are slightly better than those of beggars.

The hem and sleeves of the clothes looked like they had been bitten by a dog, with a hole in the east and a hole in the west.A large hole was burned through the chest, and the edge was charred black.There was also a lot of black ash on his face.

They all started when the fire got out of control.

"This." Duan Yibai wiped his face, looked at the ashes in his palm, and said sincerely: "I have benefited a lot from alchemy today, and my control over the fire spirit root has been greatly improved."

"..." You don't seem to be going to alchemy, you seem to be going to set fire.

Qing Yi sighed, and was about to say that he was the one to teach, so as to avoid detours.But suddenly saw a thick scar protruding from the hole in Duan Yibai's chest.

Duan Yibai saw that Qingyi's gaze suddenly fixed on a certain place of his own, and followed his gaze strangely.

"!" He hurriedly pulled his loose neckline to block the hole.

"Let go." Qing Yi frowned.

Duan Yibai shook his head, covering his hand more and more tightly: "There's nothing to look at."

Qing Yi didn't say a word, and directly reached out to pull Duan Yibai's skirt.

Duan Yibai put in more effort and refused to let go.Qing Yi also stepped up his efforts, and the two were at a stalemate for a while.

"Stab!"

Under the confrontation between the two forces, the clothes that were already baked a little bit brittle were directly torn a big hole again.

"..." Is this some kind of ripping play?

Duan Yibai, whose chest was chilly and windy, really wanted to shout: "Indecent!"

The dignified fairy disregarded his apprentice's wishes in the middle of the night and forcibly tore the other's clothes.Is all of this the annihilation of human nature or the loss of morality.

On the white chest, a five-inch-long and two-finger-wide scar runs across the heart, which looks horrifying, and one can know how big the wound was without imagining it.

Qing Yi tapped the scar lightly with her fingertips, and the silvery white spiritual power lit up with a slight chill.

"Why can't it go away?" The silver light dissipated, but the scar was still there, Qing Yi frowned.

Duan Yibai secretly thought that if he could eliminate him, he would have eliminated him long ago, how can he stay until now and wait to be caught.

This scar was left by him in that energy storm.In order to fuse with that core, he tore open his chest, exposing his heart.

On the verge of death, the two finally merged.The storm subsided, and the huge blood hole on his chest gradually healed, but the torn scar couldn't be removed no matter what.

Duan Yibai guessed that it might be because the scar is where the energy is fused, so it cannot be eliminated.

Qing Yi obviously didn't intend to give up, and said, "Go to the teacher's room."

"...?" Duan Yibai slowly put out a question mark.

In the middle of the night, a man invited another man to his room, one of whom was not even fully clothed.What is even more astonishing is that the two are actually a master-student relationship.All in all......

Realizing that he ran far away, Duan Yibai shook his head to regain his senses.

"What are you doing in your room?"

Qing Yi glanced at the shocking scar again, and said, "Apply the medicine."

"Don't bother Master." Duan Yibai lowered his head and looked at the scar, touched it and said: "It can't be erased, it's okay to keep it."

"Go." Qing Yi said concisely.

All right, all right, who made you my master.Duan Yibai reluctantly followed Qingyi to the other party's room.

Qing Yi took out a can of medicine from the drawer, and motioned for Duan Yibai to sit down at the table.

Seeing that Qingyi's posture was about to administer the medicine himself, Duan Yibai hurriedly said: "Master, please give me the medicine, and I can do it myself."

He De He Neng is so dignified Qing Yi Xianjun personally applied medicine to himself, and he couldn't bear it.

Qing Yi just glanced at Duan Yibai lightly, and then began to apply the medicine on the scar with his fingertips.

A cool feeling came from his heart, Duan Yibai unconsciously moved his body and wanted to escape, but Qing Yi pressed his other hand on the stool and couldn't move.

Because it was inconvenient to apply the medicine, Qing Yi simply tore open the already big hole.

"Prick, prick..."

Duan Yibai, whose clothes were torn apart again: "..."

Looking down, the clothes on the chest can no longer be called clothes, they are strips of cloth.Hanging in front of it uselessly, announcing Qing Yi's rough behavior.

I couldn't help but imagine in my heart, if Master did that kind of thing, wouldn't he be so rude?

It costs a lot of clothes, and it is estimated that it will scare the other half enough.

The elixir that Qing Yi applied to Duan Yibai was the best, and even the flesh and bones were only a moment away, not to mention the small scars.

But it's so strange that the scar on Duan Yibai's heart shows no sign of disappearing.

"Xiaobai, how did you get this scar?" Qing Yi looked at Duan Yibai.

"Hmm... it happened as soon as I woke up, maybe I hit the bed." Duan Yibai avoided staring, opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Qing Yi lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Xiaobai now refuses to tell the truth to Master?"

In just a few days, Qingyi felt that his little disciple had a lot of secrets, which made him a little hard to see through.

He was not used to the other party's evasion and concealment, but he was more worried.

Duan Yibai didn't know if it was his illusion, Qingyi's tone seemed a little bit lost.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Ever since he came back as a tasker, he was doomed to deceive.

The first rule of the tasker: Do not disclose any information about the main world to other world residents.Violators will be eliminated.

Although he has already looked down on his feelings for Master, he still regards him as the closest person.

The importance of Qingyi in his heart will not be reduced because of the disappearance of love.

So in fact, he didn't want to deceive the other party over and over again, but there was nothing he could do.

Maybe he didn't even want to go back to this world to take a look at it later because he didn't know how to face Master.

Who would have thought that the last mission would be posted in this world.

"Host, don't you want to confess?" The system detected Duan Yibai's mood swings a bit, so he couldn't help worrying.

"Don't be impulsive, the rules are not a joke, they will really be obliterated!"

"...Don't worry, I'm not that calm." Duan Yibai comforted the anxious system in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"I'm just, a little sighing."

Old people who haven't seen each other for hundreds of years appear in front of them one after another, and they still feel a little dazed.

Returning to this place where he regarded as a writer, it is easy to feel emotional.This is never the case in other worlds.

I laughed secretly in my heart if I was fooled by the fire, and I became hypocritical.

If it's really so nostalgic, it's not because someone forced him not to come back.I have accumulated enough perfect scores for leaving the missionary status early tomorrow, and I just don't want to come back.

Taking a deep breath, Duan Yibai suppressed the abnormal mood swings.

I was trying to find a suitable reason to explain to Master, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Hasn't the medicine been applied? Why is there still a cool, itchy feeling in his chest?

Air leaks in the room too?

Looking down, Qing Yi was gently rubbing the scar back and forth with his fingertips.

Duan Yibai sat on the stool, and Qing Yi chose to squat on the ground with one knee just now for the convenience of taking medicine.

At this moment, the drooping eyes caressed Duan Yibai's heart, and the picture seemed indescribably... colorful.

"..." The feeling of being molested without the other party knowing it came again.

Duan Yibai took a closer look, and saw that the master was half squatting between his knees, and the other hand was placed directly on his thigh.

Immediate goosebumps emergency assembly.

"Master, you should get up first." Duan Yibai wanted to pull Qing Yi up as he spoke.

He can't afford the great gift from the master, not to mention the position of one knee on the ground has the meaning of a marriage proposal in many worlds.

It's not that he thinks too much, but Master has done too much.

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Duan Yibai: Every day I suspect that Master is molesting me.