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"Say."

Leng Yanlin didn't have the heart to guess about these trivial matters at all, he raised his eyelids slightly, opened his lips slightly, and said a word indifferently.

Only then did Ling Yu change his face. He knew what kind of person his master was. Since the master was not interested, he naturally wouldn't listen to these things.

He straightened up involuntarily, putting on a serious look.

"Shen Ze'an appeared in the lower realm. I didn't notice any spiritual power flowing from his body. According to my guess, he must have suffered a very serious internal injury."

Hearing this, Leng Yanlin lifted his spirits, turned his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you suffered an internal injury? Or a very serious internal injury."

The corner of the man's mouth curled up mockingly, "You don't even have the ability to bring a person without internal strength back to the Xiaoyun sect. What else can I expect you to do?"

Lingyu pursed her lips unnaturally, "Tuer attacked him several times, but he didn't have any power to fight back, but at the last moment he forcibly used his internal strength and slapped me."

When Lingyu said this, he was obviously saying that Shen Ze'an forcibly used his internal strength, and his injury was more serious, but secretly he still hoped that Leng Yanlin would notice the news of his injury.

But Leng Yanlin did not see any more reactions.

Although he was mentally prepared, he was still a little bit frustrated when faced with a master who didn't care about him at all.

"Using internal force forcibly," Leng Yanlin pretended to be deep and said: "You don't mean to remind me to take advantage of this opportunity to go to Lengling Pavilion to pick trouble?"

Ling Yu was about to refuse, but heard Leng Yanlin continue to say:

"This is a good opportunity, but... I need a reasonable reason."

Ling Yu was only stunned for a few seconds before responding. "Then I'll go prepare, after all, there must be a legitimate reason."

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Before turning around, he heard a familiar voice.

"Only your identity can allow me to personally go out to seek justice."

Ling Yu's eyes widened instantly, "Master...Master?" He couldn't believe what he heard.

Could it be that the disappearance of senior brother Yao Zhan is also due to such absurd reason?Is it because of Master?

"You are very smart, but you are also too smart. These are not good things for you or me." Leng Yanlin's sword rested on Ling Yu's neck, exerting a little force.

Even though he knew in his heart that he was cold-hearted, he never doubted that he would use his apprentice's life to achieve his goal.

Ling Yu closed her eyes in resignation, "Shen Ze'an hit me on the chest, so it's better not to use the sword."

Leng Yanlin's deep laughter came from behind him, "You are really sensible, I will bury you well, and I will take care of your parents as well."

A tear dripped from the corner of Lingyu's eye.

......

Shen Ze'an, who just woke up, noticed another person's breathing beside him, and smiled contentedly again.

Yu Zijin was lying beside the man, originally she sat by the bed and took care of him all night, but she didn't expect to be sleepy in the middle of the night, so she just lay down next to him.

"Master?" Shen Ze'an propped himself up gently, and called the person next to him in a tentative voice, but as expected, there was no response.

The man held back the excitement in his heart, and slowly lay down on his side, quietly looking at Yu Zijin's sleeping face.

"Zi Jin?"

Shen Zean opened his mouth, but didn't make any sound, but the result was enough to make him feel relaxed and happy.

The man shrank his neck and leaned against Yu Zijin's side.

The sudden closeness made Yu Zijin feel a little hot and dry. It's very hot now, but it's not a comfortable thing to be so close.

Yu Zijin opened her eyes in a daze, looking at Shen Ze'an in a daze, as if she was focusing.But he still looked like he didn't get enough sleep, "Why are you here?"

Shen Ze'an's expression was expected, but he still hugged the person beside him aggrieved.

"Master~ I'm still feeling bad." As he said that, he buried his head in Yu Zijin's arms, but the strength on his arms didn't decrease at all, and he locked Yu Zijin firmly in his arms.

Listening to the steady and regular heart rate, Shen Zean pursed his lips slightly.

Yu Zijin was still a little dazed at this time, but her intuition told herself that the child she raised was feeling very uncomfortable now, so she slowly stretched out her arm, put it on Shen Ze'an's head, and stroked it gently.

Said in a soft voice: "Okay, okay, it's not uncomfortable anymore."

Shen Ze'an nodded very helpfully.

Yu Zijin fell asleep again drowsily, but she put her hand on Shen Ze'an's head and forgot to take it back.

The man took out a sharp blade from nowhere, tiptoely picked up a strand of long hair of the person next to the pillow, with a little force, a piece of smooth and flawless white hair fell into his hands, and then he used the same method to wipe it on himself. A cut was made from his hair.

The two strands of hair are entangled together, one black and the other white, which look distinct and complement each other.

Shen Ze'an simply hid the hair under the pillow, and lay down with peace of mind.

At three poles in the sun, Yu Zijin wakes up leisurely.

The position next to the bed is still warm, you can feel it, the people around you have just left.

Yu Zijin put on her clothes in a daze, and only remembered what happened in the morning according to the reminder of the bean bag. She was still depressed for a long time, and there was nothing serious about the boy's thick voice this morning.

Shen Ze'an pushed the door open and entered, seeing the awakened master with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Master, I made a lot of pastries today, and the top Maojian is ready, do you want to eat some first?"

Yu Zijin was about to lose her temper, but was stunned by Shen Ze'an's words.

Who would feel bad about eating, "Bring it up first." He groaned for a long time before opening his mouth.

Shen Ze'an smiled, something that had been expected a long time ago.

Master, it was originally easy to coax.

As long as you follow Master's wishes, there will be no problem.

Seeing that Yu Zijin was not moving, Shen Ze'an walked to the front of the bed and threw off the quilt, bent down and planted a light kiss on Yu Zijin's forehead.

The kiss wasn't intense, but it was a deep one.

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"Master, do you hate this feeling?"

Shen Ze'an raised his eyebrows, he could see Yu Zijin's flushed cheeks, and couldn't wait to know what kind of thoughts Yu Zijin was thinking.

Facing Shen Ze'an who asked like this, Yu Zijin only felt a little familiar, although she didn't know where this familiarity came from.