The devil is me

Thinking of this, he whimpered, and put his hands on Yun Chonghe's chest.

"Shen Po..."

"Shen Soul!"

He was ups and downs in lust, and finally recognized that it was Yun Chonghe's voice.That voice was cold and square, without the trembling and trembling like him at all, without a trace of intimacy.

"Shen Wudu!!"

Master? !

And who is he kissing now? !

Shen Po shivered uncontrollably, but his mind was still blank. He opened his wet eyes, and the ups and downs of water vapor slowly dissipated. Make a sound, this is Baji Pavilion.

In front of him was Yun Chonghe's face, his face was as calm as usual, like porcelain and jade, it made Shen Po feel like it was a summer afternoon, he was enjoying the cool on the couch, the bamboo curtains were rustling, the wind was blowing and blowing, He fell asleep in a daze and missed the afternoon class, and was finally picked up by the master by the ear.

But he could still vaguely feel the warmth of the Lingquan kiss on his lips, like the first lotus after the rain, with dew rolling on it, leaving a string of wet traces, his face was red as he stared at Yun Chonghe's lips, those thin lips Like two clouds, opening and closing, it seems to be saying something, but he can't hear it clearly.

You are teaching him a lesson.As for those who are, a gentleman will not do it.

His mind was dazed, his throat rolled, he raised his face, and pressed against it.

Since it is an illusion, it is not too much to be greedy for a long time from Lingquan to Baji Pavilion.he thought so.

He pasted it, but the door that concealed the white teeth did not open for him.

Yun Chonghe pushed him away, his expression was not the sullenness and resentment he had imagined a thousand times, but a mixture of surprise, embarrassment, and restraint.

If it was really a hallucination, otherwise Yun Chonghe would not be in the same mood as he is now, he would have thrown him to the bed long ago, scolded him for treason, scolded him as a traitor.

He suddenly smiled, with a flattering taste, like a child begging for a piece of candy, and also like the expression when he was asked to change his hairpin when he was apprenticed to a teacher.

He squinted his eyes and begged him: "Master, kiss again."

Yun Chonghe felt that he had heard wrong, so he couldn't help but frowned, and grabbed his wrist.

The light in Shen Po's eyes was shattering: "Lingquan has already kissed...Kiss again..." He stretched out a finger and put it on Yun Chonghe's lips: "Just one."

Before Yun Chonghe could get angry, he pressed Yun Chonghe's shoulders and pushed him back onto the couch. Lingkong greedily watched Yun Chonghe's black hair scattered like fine willows, framing his clear eyebrows.

Yun Chonghe's eyes were blushing, as if he was holding back, but at the same time he seemed extremely angry.

Shen Po didn't want to sink alone, he asked: "Master, am I not good?"

"Am I ugly?"

He learned the technique of using hairpins and ponytails from Yun Chonghe, his sword was given by Yun Chonghe, and he ingeniously added a decorative belt on top of his girdle, the crab blue color is also Yun Chonghe's love of.

Use Yunchonghejiao's way to control the sword, use Yunchonghejiao's way to dance the sword, and hold a clean and neat sword flower with your hand when you close your hand.

He decorates everything about himself with Yun Chonghe's aesthetics, isn't he good-looking?

Yun Chonghe pursed his lips, the light in his eyes scattered like fireflies, with a very gentle expression, he said: "You are fine."

He didn't look at him at first, avoiding Shen Po's revealing gaze.Later, he felt that he had lost the dignity of being a teacher, he turned his head, met Shen Po's gaze, and said again: "You are fine."

Shen Po practiced very fast, with excellent talent, smart and lively, attractive, with a pair of beautiful clear eyes and dimples filled with honey.He picks the stars under the moon, beats the waves in the sea, never retreats in the face of danger, rescues the weak, he is young, beautiful, and lively.

Even though he didn't have the love of his mother and suffered a lot of harsh treatment when he was a child, he still treated Shen Yuliang with sincerity, he could distinguish between a gentleman and a villain, innocent and evil, as if he got up from the mud and his body was clean clean.

These are all his good things, and what outsiders think he is good at, but to Yun Chonghe, it is far from that complicated.

In fact, he has been in the middle school for many years, but he can't be upright and treat Shen Po equally.His preference is hidden in the deepest part of his heart, the little bit on the tip of his heart, which is harmless.

Hidden in the oranges he sent to Shen Po every year, hidden in the iced dragon sprouts, hidden in the warm meals, hidden in the words for him.

What water without source, tree without roots, people without reason.

What is hidden under it is the thoughts of the strings and pillars.

Yun Chonghe has been used to being alone for many years. Apart from teaching, he devotes himself to practice and has no other distractions. He is equally good to everyone, like a mech that has been programmed to repeat itself. He gives you so much care, and he does so He is thoughtful, but he doesn't touch his body, his heart is empty, and others are not stupid. After so long, others treat him with more respect and love than him.

It's like the immortals enshrined in the temple, the brilliance shines all over the world, and they are kind to all generations, but they can only be enshrined.

He also thought that he didn't mind much, after all, the closer he was to the summit, the more lonely he would be.But Shen Po is a cluster of flames. He once said that he called him master, not master, because he wanted him to be his only apprentice, and he was his only master.These words seemed to bloom a bright flower in the cold and lonely place in his heart.

It turns out that he is also unique and the only one needed by others.

He is not everyone's master, nor is he the savior of the world, nor is he the person who is closest to reaching the summit in a thousand years, shouldering the expectations of the Taoist sect.

He is just Shen Po's master, and Shen Po is his apprentice.They stand side by side holding bows in the clear sky, stepping on swords and flowing clouds.

Shen Po was intoxicated by the sudden tenderness in his eyes, like melted nougat, about to slip into Yun Chonghe's mouth.

Suddenly Baihui acupoint was hit hard, Yun Chonghe said sharply: "I'm still awake!"

The heavy object that makes people's mind dizzy seems to be taken away suddenly, his head is floating, his thoughts are instantly clear, his eyes are bright, and he is at a loss. Did he say anything or do anything in the beautiful dream just now? known.

He looked up in a daze, and saw Yun Chonghe's clothes were messy, and the snow-white blouse was hanging on his arm, obviously pulled off by him unceremoniously.His face burned even more, but fortunately Yun Chonghe didn't say anything, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the bottom of his eyes were deep, as if he had seen through his secret thoughts.

"Master...I..." Shen Po struggled to get up, he didn't know whether to kneel down immediately to ask for punishment, or pretend nothing happened.

Yun Chonghe supported him: "Don't move, you should be a little dizzy after taking the huixincao for you just now, and the folds of your wrists were only connected. Your foot injury is more serious. You just used it The spiritual flow has melted the silt for you, but it should still be inconvenient for you to go to the ground."

Shen Po lowered his head to look at his ankle, the instep was black and blue, he moved his toes lightly, and it was still in order, but there was an electric current climbing up the spine along the nerves, causing him to hiss in pain.

"You fell into an illusion and were dragged into the sea by the Skull Face Immortal. Your water barrier is almost broken at the touch of a finger, and your feet are almost necrotic. If I'm a moment late, I'm afraid I will drown in the sea." Yun Chong He Dao, by the way, pulled the blouse over his shoulders calmly, and restored his extremely upright appearance.In fact, he was almost unable to hold himself just now.

Shen Po obviously had no impression of this thing, and asked again: "Skull face fairy?"

Yun Chonghe glanced at him sideways, and Shen Po read the meaning of "Evil disciple, you didn't pay attention to the class" from that glance, and immediately shut up.

"The ancient alien race in the sea was formed by gathering the aura and resentment of heaven and earth. They are charming and kill men with illusions and suck their souls." Yun Chonghe explained, "Unlike ordinary ghosts, ordinary spells are useless to them, and they are very difficult to deal with. .”

Illusion, indeed, illusion.

The skull-faced fairy drew his love with Yun Chong and Huan Ai in his fantasy dream through the thoughts he had heard about the book the day before, and he lost his spiritual consciousness in bliss and died an untimely death.

So where did the illusion end?Eight...Baji Pavilion?

Except for the tea shop and Lingquan, is this section of Baji Pavilion real?He just pressed the master on the couch and begged him to allow him to kiss him?

In Shen Po's mind, it was as if someone was setting off a firecracker, crackling, shaking the mountain with fear.If he had been more careful, he would probably be able to see Yun Chong and the same crimson ears, but he really didn't have time to take care of him.

"Master...Master, if what I said and did just now, I have been under the illusion, it is not true." Shen Po stammered and explained, "It is not true, don't take it to heart."

One sentence passed lightly.

Am I not good?

Am I ugly?

Master, kiss again.

He was in the depths of the East China Sea, his eyes were about to burst, he held Maoling in his hand, poured it into the spiritual flow, and slashed at the Skull Face Immortal with his unique sky chopping skills, beheading it into powder.

At that time, he saw Shen Po sleeping in that fragile bright yellow enchantment, sleeping so peacefully, as if he was dead.He stopped breathing.

Do you need to use Heavenly Slash to deal with the Skull Face Immortal?In fact, it is useless, he has not used this nirvana for many years.

But at that time, he was trembling all over, and Mao Ling felt the master's overwhelming anger, shining with a grand light.

Within half a step, his bone was turned into ashes.

And all of this was lightly taken away by his sentence "It's not true".