Master milk me

"I..." Yuan Rong took a few steps back while clutching her heart, staggered and almost fell.Seeing this, Zhang Yanqing hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and called out worriedly: "Master..."

"Yanqing!" Yuanrong swallowed a mouthful of bloody foam, turned to look at Zhang Yanqing, with tears running down his face, "This guy actually lied to be a teacher... for 12 years!"

"Master!" Zhang Yanqing was also stunned, because he had never seen Yuan Rong being irritated like this before. In his impression, Yuan Rong had always been a detached and gentle person.

Now he was so angry that he fell down.

Still fell before his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and tapped his chest twice quickly, blocking the stale air surging in his chest, and helped him sit on the chair again.

"Yuan... Yuan Rong?"

Yuanrong's appearance was also beyond Tai Shuyu's expectation, he was a little panicked, he thought that if he told Yuanrong, Yuanrong would hand over the dragon to please him, and maybe he could cooperate with him to sell medicinal materials to all corners of the country. .

but……

How could this matter suddenly turn into this way!

"Master Yuan, are you alright?" Tai Shuyu lowered his tone, moved closer, opened his mouth and was about to say something, when his collar was suddenly picked up.

With almost no time for him to react, Zhang Yanqing sent him flying dozens of meters away with a powerful palm. His old bones hit the wall and fell apart immediately.

That handsome face was as gloomy as a dark cloud in the sky that was about to rain.Zhang Yanqing came with a sword in his hand, full of killing intent, approaching him step by step.

Tai Shuyu dragged his body in severe pain and coughed twice.He wanted to get up, but after climbing a few times, he couldn't do it.

Seeing him approaching, his heart hung in his throat, and he said nervously: "Are you trying to kill me? I am the great general protecting the country of the Jinling Imperial City! I... If I die here, all of you in Shushan will be killed." I have to be buried with you!"

"Wait... Yanqing..." Yuanrong called him.

Zhang Yanqing turned his head suddenly, and saw him lying on the chair, panting heavily, and said: "Let him go."

Zhang Yanqing was not reconciled: "Master."

Yuanrong raised his head and gave him a difficult look: "I said let him go!"

"..." He was stunned for a while, then subdued: "Yes."

"Nian you once saved my life...I won't kill you..." Yuan Rong pointed to Tai Shuyu who was screaming "Ouch" in the corner, his voice was trembling with anger: "Today, this life is mine in Shushan!" Even if I give it back to you! From then on...you and I, Shushan, have nothing to do with each other!"

Heard that he was going to be let go.

"Come on!" Tai Shuyu yelled loudly, and two servants rushed over, one of them was slapped violently by him: "What are you doing! Take the old man away!"

The two servants were stunned: "But master, we are carrying the treasure box. If you are carried away, the treasure box will not be able to be carried."

Tai Shuyu was furious: "Pick up the old man! Lift up the old man!"

"Yes." The two servants lifted him up, and walked away dejectedly under Zhang Yanqing's icy gaze.

When he went down the mountain in this embarrassment, he met two people along the way.The first thing I met was a handsome man in a wheelchair.

That man looks feminine and kind, but it's just gold and jade outside, and rotten inside.After staring at him for a while, his pitch-black eyeballs began to roll,

Seeing this calculating gaze, Tai Shuyu was not happy with being watched, and felt unhappy, so he yelled: "What are you looking for, a dead and disabled person! When I go back, I will take someone to smooth your Shu Mountain!"

The words "dead and disabled" made Qin Changsu's body stiff.

After a while, the clenched fist in the sleeve slowly loosened, facing Tai Shuyu's domineering tone, he smiled amiably, as if he didn't care, but bowed politely, and said: "Go well, general. "

The second person was met on the Shushan Ladder.

A handsome young man.

The skinny young man was carrying two rickety buckets, sweating profusely, rushing to Shushan Mountain, and met him face to face.

Seeing each other, both of them were taken aback.

Fu Xiaosi lowered his head, stepped aside obediently, made room for them, and softly called him, "Uncle."

"...Who is your uncle?" Tai Shuyu dismissed it.

Fu Xiaosi lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

Tai Shuyu glanced at him with a complicated expression, and felt extremely ashamed when he thought that his embarrassed appearance was seen by acquaintances.

His tone suddenly softened, and he asked, "Where are your glasses..."

Fu Xiaosi pursed his lips: "It's broken."

Tai Shuyu was suddenly excited: "That's a rare thing from the West! I don't even want to use it, but you broke it!"

"sorry."

"Huh—" He let out a long sigh of relief: "Forget it, they are all some damn things, they only want to anger me." After saying that, he waved his hand, and the two servants continued to carry him down the mountain.

Fu Xiaosi turned his head to look at his leaving back, his eyes were red, and a rare grievance appeared on his small face. After a while, he put away the grievance again, and with a smile on his face, he carried the water back to the mountain up.

*

"I'm going back this time! I'm sure I'll bypass these veterans!" Tai Shuyu's gnashing of teeth reached Zhang Yanqing's ears.

Zhang Yanqing moved the tips of his ears, looked at Yuan Rong, and asked, "Master, let the tiger go back to the mountain...is it really all right?"

Yuan Rong sat on the chair, sighed, gradually recovered, shook his head and said, "No problem. That guy... turn around and put a barrier outside, so he won't be able to startle any big waves."

"Aww—" A dragon's chant resounded through the sky, and then another howling of ghosts and wolves reached the ears of both master and apprentice.

Zhang Yanqing looked in the direction of the Shujian Tower, frowning deeply: "Master, something happened to the Shujian Tower."

"Go and see."

"Ah."

Zhang Yanqing went to Shu Jianta, and all the monsters in Suolongjing disappeared, even the Taiyao sword hanging above to suppress monsters disappeared.

A group of teenagers from Helai Peak ran over one by one. The villain complained first, and pushed the big man Wan Feng to him.

Wan Feng rolled up his sleeves, revealing the wound that was bitten by the dragon. Two thick blood holes almost penetrated his entire arm.

Wan Feng was extremely wronged: "Uncle Grand Master..."

Zhang Yanqing looked at the winding bloodstains on the ground, the direction of the bloodstains was Yuanyang Hall.He looked down at Wan Feng, and said, "Go to your master for treatment first. If it delays your arm, you won't be able to keep it."

Originally, he was waiting for Zhang Yanqing when he exposed his wound and refused to treat it.When two people fight, it is usually the most serious crime to hurt someone first, and he will take the initiative to file a complaint first, and when the punishment comes down, he will never do anything to the victim.

But when he heard Zhang Yanqing's words "I can't keep it", Wan Feng became anxious, and hurriedly called his juniors to carry him away.

Zhang Yanqing released a blood-stained paper figurine and blew it into the sky: "Go."

The little paper man flew up like a butterfly, sniffing Longlong's blood and flew all the way to the outside of Yuanyang Hall. After flying in and out several times, he finally found the blood-soaked Longlong on the roof.

At the moment it is holding a jar of sour plums, sitting on the roof, shaking its legs leisurely.Since Zhang Yanqing came in just now, those eyes followed Zhang Yanqing closely until he found himself.

Zhang Yanqing ordered: "Come down."

Shaking his legs, he didn't move.

Zhang Yanqing said calmly, "Come down."

Blinked, still didn't move.

Zhang Yanqing was a little displeased, and said in a low voice: "Are you disobedient?"

Seeing that he was angry, the little dragon on the roof reacted, leaped, jumped down, and was held firmly in Zhang Yanqing's arms.

Zhang Yanqing hurried into the bedroom holding it, placed it on the bed, and stretched out her hand to undress it and check the wound.

Unexpectedly, his wrist was caught.

Longlong blinked his big eyes and stared at him motionlessly, the emotions in his lost eyes were deeply hidden, as if he was looking at something and fearing something.

Zhang Yanqing frowned. Being looked at by it like this, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if she felt that its behavior was a little abnormal.

Since seeing it just now, it hasn't said anything, it doesn't wag its tail, and it doesn't call him anymore, which is completely opposite to its usual clingy temperament.

Could it be that he was frightened in the Shujian Tower?

Zhang Yanqing narrowed his eyes worriedly, and asked him tentatively: "Long Er, do you still know who I am?"

Longlong nodded, but did not speak.

Continue to ask: "Then do you still remember what happened in Shujian Tower?"

Shaking his head, he still didn't speak.

"..." Zhang Yanqing sighed helplessly, her eyes fell on the little hand that was holding her wrist, and said in two words: "Release."

Longlong let go obediently, allowing Zhang Yanqing to undo its clothes.

On the heart, the sword wound stabbed by Taiyao was shocking. Although there was no bleeding, the rotten flesh turned up, and the surrounding area was red and swollen.

Taiyao's sword wound?How could there be Taiyao's sword wound?Zhang Yanqing looked at it strangely, and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

"That sword, it doesn't like me." It finally spoke.

Zhang Yanqing was startled, with deep eyes, and said: "Stay here and don't move, I will go to the Medicine Pavilion to fetch medicine for you as a teacher."

Longlong shook his head, tied up his clothes, and finally said: "I'm fine." Empty, nothing."

"There is the heart, why is there nothing there?" Zhang Yanqing snatched the sour plum jar from its arms: "Eat less, I'm changing my teeth."

"..." Longlong opened his mouth, and the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat, and he swallowed again with a sore taste.

Zhang Yanqing turned around and wanted to leave, but she was grabbed by the corner of her clothes, and her soft voice said, "Give it to me."

Zhang Yanqing looked back.

Longlong pointed to the sour plum jar in his hand, "I want that."

"I can't eat too much."

"……want."

"..." I couldn't resist it, so I gave it.

The room fell silent.

Longlong held the jar of sour plums and did not let go, but his eyes were tightly glued to Zhang Yanqing's body, dark and resentful, until Zhang Yanqing went out.

The little young dragon lowered his eyes, touched the wound in his heart, and fell silent.

After a long time, Zhang Yanqing came back with the medicine bottle, hugged it on her lap, applied medicine to it, and asked him, "Did you eat all the monsters from the Shujian Tower?"

Shaking his head: "No...uh!"

"Then what are you hiccupping for?"

"Hungry belches."

"..."

The cold herbal medicine was applied on the wound, mixed with the spiritual power transferred by Zhang Yanqing, it was cold and very uncomfortable.Normally, Longlong would definitely struggle and twist in his arms, but now he is as obedient as a doll, letting him toss about.

Zhang Yanqing was a little surprised, and asked, "Did you see something inside?"

Longlong nodded: "I saw a lot of people."

"people?"

"And the fire. Burn all those people to death."

Zhang Yanqing narrowed his eyes in doubt, the monster lock tower is full of monsters, where did they come from?

The young dragon in his arms looked up at him, and suddenly grinned: "There are a lot of people... Everyone is dead... None of them escaped... It was Qingqing who killed him..."

Zhang Yanqing lowered her eyes to meet its slightly excited gaze, and said displeasedly, "What are you talking about?"

Longlong shook his head, hugged the sour plum jar and rubbed against it: "...um. I won't tell you."

"..." Zhang Yanqing was speechless, thinking that it must have been frightened in the Shujian Tower, and something went wrong with its frightened mind, and its mouth was full of gibberish.

After applying the medicine, he took off the Taiyao Sword on Longlong's back and threw it on the ground like trash, "What are you doing carrying it back?"

Taiyao fell to the ground, shaking with sadness, and tightly closed the scabbard.

"Bring it back and show it to Qingqing..."