[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

Lin Moyu's sudden coughs interrupted his thoughts and brought him back to his thoughts.

Lin Moyu coughed out the choked water and regained some consciousness, but he didn't fully wake up and lay unconscious on the ground.

This scene reminded Si Weiyuan of the disciple who fell into the water yesterday.

At that time, Lin Moyu was about to bury his head and do that kind of thing to that disciple, but Lin Moyu said that he was doing it to save him... Then can he do the same now, using this method to save Lin Moyu?

Looking at the unconscious Lin Moyu, Si Weiyuan's heart was gradually shaken.

He usually has a lot of concentration, and there are many people who throw themselves into his arms and give themselves to him, both men and women, but he is not interested in them.

I am used to being respected by everyone, worshiping in a proper manner, and now there is finally a person who can kill him with a sword without fear of death, how can he not have fun?

What's more, this person is also his destined person predicted by Xianyou, so he must have something extraordinary.

And his little apprentice is still very funny, he wants to kill him every now and then, and he says no, but his body is still very honest, but every time there will be a little accident before assassinating him?

Before he knew it, Si Weiyuan walked up to Lin Moyu, brushed aside the water-soaked hair on his face, then slowly bent down, ready to put his lips on Lin Moyu's...

At this moment, a barely audible sound burst out from the stone wall not far away. It was such a small sound that made Si Weiyuan's lips stop at a distance from Lin Moyu's lips.

Looking up, a black shadow flashed across the stone wall.

You can tell at a glance that someone is peeking at them.

Si Weiyuan didn't chase after him to find out, but hugged Lin Moyu with a little regret, cast a spell to make the fishing tackle float in the air, and followed him down the mountain.

He is not afraid of being seen by others, he just doesn't like being seen by others.

When he was halfway up the mountain, Lin Moyu woke up. After waking up, he found that he seemed to be lying on his side, and his body was still shaking.

He couldn't sleep well, so he rolled forward.

But when I moved, I realized that it was difficult to move as if I was imprisoned by something.

So he reached out and pushed Si Weiyuan's chest, wanting to move back a little.

However, he couldn't move no matter how hard he pushed, so he opened his eyes and looked curiously.

When he saw Si Weiyuan's handsome face floating above him, he was still a little dazed, but when he turned his head and saw the cliff below him, he came to his senses. After a loud cry, he hugged Si Weiyuan's neck tightly, and turned Head buried in his chest trembling.

Why do you wake up on a cliff?Or was it held by Si Weiyuan?Did he feel that bouncing himself into the lake to sink was not enjoyable and wanted to throw him off the cliff to relieve his anger?

He also knew it was wrong to kill him, but he was about to rein in the precipice at that time, didn't he even give him a chance!

Lin Moyu, who was afraid of heights and thought his life was over, couldn't help crying at this moment, buried in Si Weiyuan's chest and kept repenting.

It's half real and half pretending, mainly because he still wants to win Si Weiyuan's sympathy.

"Master, I was wrong. I really didn't sneak up on you on purpose. You also threw me into the lake to punish me. I beg you not to throw me down again!"

He was inexplicable, and Si Weiyuan was also inexplicable, but this did not affect him going down the mountain, and when he walked to a slightly open place, he asked back: "When did you sneak attack me?"

Lin Moyu felt that he was talking ironically, and his desire to survive instantly increased: "Master, I was really wrong, please don't throw me down..."

Si Weiyuan looked down, and found that the person in his arms was crying so hard, his eyes were swollen from crying, he had never seen Lin Moyu like this before, how pitiful that shivering look was, as if he was really afraid that he would throw him down .

The meaning of pity spontaneously arises.

Seeing him crying so badly, Si Weiyuan felt the need to explain for himself: "I didn't get you into the lake, it was someone else."

Lin Moyu stopped crying and looked up at him: "It's not...you?"

Si Weiyuan shook his head again: "At that time, I thought you jumped into the lake just for fun, but I didn't expect that you fell into the water by accident. I saw someone hiding behind the stone wall just now, and I think it should be him."

Eh?In this way, Si Weiyuan really didn't get him down?Who would that be?Who would be upset enough to dare to strike at him when he was walking with Si Weiyuan?

Several people slipped through his head, but he shook his head at the end.

Because those few people should be cultivating in the Dingchen Sect now, and they should not be able to get out.

So who is it?

"Why, wondering who that person is?"

Lin Moyu regained his composure and shook his head: "No... That master, you have hugged me for so long, let me down."

Lin Moyu subconsciously looked down at the steep and rugged road below him, but unexpectedly found that his feet were not wearing shoes, and his calves were also exposed.

What was even more frightening was that he found that his lower body was chilly, as if he was not wearing anything.

Where are his pants?

He immediately looked up at Si Weiyuan in surprise, as if he was asking for proof.

Seeing him like this, Si Weiyuan knew that he had seen his situation, and there was a rare smile on his lips: "Forget it, let me hug you for a while, your pants and shoes are washed away, walk on the ground It will hurt your feet, let’s talk about it when we go down the mountain.”

Seeing Si Weiyuan's half-smile expression, Lin Moyu felt as if he had died eight hundred times.

Did he see it?Did he see it?

If he had known earlier that he had no pants, he would have been embarrassed to cry, and if he had no pants, he dared to compete with Si Weiyuan, it would be embarrassing...

After a long time, he finally managed to choke out a sentence: "Master...you must laugh at me."

"What's the joke? Mo Yu, you... have a normal body, a normal man, I don't think there's anything ridiculous about it." When Si Weiyuan said this, he couldn't help laughing, let alone nestled in his arms. Lin Moyu, who was ashamed to see others, was gone.

Everyone can hear what he meant, probably saying: I saw it, it's normal, but it doesn't prevent me from laughing.

Lin Moyu was completely autistic, and he didn't say a word until he was carried down the mountain by Si Weiyuan.

When approaching the master's gate, Si Weiyuan took off his coat again and put it on Lin Moyu to prevent him from being laughed at.

After watching Lin Moyu go back to the house, he went back to the other courtyard to meet the elders.

He had received news of the elders' discussion earlier.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took his seat, the other party said mysteriously: "Xianzun, I'm waiting to hear some news, I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Say."

The elder said cautiously: "I don't know which bastard is spreading rumors outside, saying that you have an affair with that disciple named Lin."

Originally, Si Weiyuan would be furious, or he would deny it immediately, but after a while of silence, he actually smiled calmly: "What if I said it wasn't a rumor?"