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

"..." Lin Moyu's throat rolled, and he dared not speak.

It turned out that he had lost his bet, and he had nothing to say.

From the beginning to the end, everything was under Si Weiyuan's control, it was his whimsy.

Feeling his throat rolling, Si Weiyuan's fingers covered his Adam's apple, rubbing gently.

Lin Moyu's heart tightened, he felt that Si Weiyuan would not let him go so easily this time, so he begged for mercy before Si Weiyuan spoke: "Master, I know I was wrong, I will not dare to do it again next time. …”

Then he swallowed again, and said: "I, I am just eager to save people, there is no other meaning..."

Si Weiyuan interrupted him: "Last time you were coerced by Chuhua to give me medicine, this time you gave me medicine for Ling Qingye and others, next time you will give me medicine for someone else. medicine?"

Lin Moyu shook his head hastily: "No, no, these two occasions are special, I have no choice but to...I swear I will never do it again next time, please forgive me this time!"

Si Weiyuan moved his hand up to pinch Lin Moyu's chin, turned his face away, his eyes were dim, and he said to Lin Moyu word by word: "I have trusted you many times."

Lin Moyu took a few breaths, avoiding the topic cleverly: "Tu'er and Ling Qingye are just friends for a short time, and sooner or later they will go their separate ways, but I want to be with Master for the rest of my life. That's why I care so much about being with them now. I don’t want to leave any regrets, Master, do you understand what I mean?”

Si Weiyuan understood, but he still wanted Lin Moyu to speak more clearly: "What do you mean?"

Lin Moyu bit his lips, as if accepting his fate, he said: "I, sooner or later, I will be yours, and Ling Qingye and the others are just passers-by in my life, so I want to cherish this hard-won friendship, because maybe in the future I won't see each other again. Now that my friend is in trouble, I will help him, don't you even want to fulfill this disciple?"

What he meant was that he would be Si Weiyuan's person sooner or later, and he would spend his whole life with him, and they would spend a lot of time together in the future.And people like Ling Qingye are just ordinary friends with him, and they will have their own way to go in the future, and sooner or later they will part ways, so he shouldn't be jealous, it's meaningless at all.

After hearing him finish speaking, Si Weiyuan raised his eyebrows, and finally there was a smile on his lips: "This is the most beautiful sentence I have ever heard since getting along with you, Master."

Lin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and panted slightly, his flustered mood gradually calmed down.

"Then Master..." Thinking that Si Weiyuan had been persuaded, Lin Moyu had to push forward again and wanted Si Weiyuan to let him go to the small bamboo forest.

"I promise not to blame you this time."

Lin Moyu showed joy on his face.

But before he had time to be happy, he heard Si Weiyuan say: "But it doesn't mean you can go to Xiaozhulin to help them."

"Master!"

Si Weiyuan's gaze immediately turned cold: "Don't push yourself too hard, this is the maximum I can tolerate, and you have no right to bargain with me now."

Lin Moyu's face turned pale, he bit his lower lip tightly, and rolled his eyes a few times uneasily.

He clenched his fist unwillingly, and slammed it on the table lightly, with the meaning of blaming Si Weiyuan between the lines: "Si Jing and You Zhuyan made a huge mistake before, but you didn't care about it." , let them run amok, so that Ling Qingye and the others suffered this catastrophe. The elders just ignore them, but even you, Master..."

Si Weiyuan silently listened to his complaints, without speaking.

His silent attitude aroused Lin Moyu's dissatisfaction even more. He became dizzy and began to speak without restraint again: "Master, let me ask you a question, why have you refused to touch the two of them so far?"

Si Weiyuan said in a few words: "They are still useful."

Lin Moyu's birthday was not yet here, so he wanted to surprise him, and telling Lin Moyu about melting swords with living people might scare him.

Although Lin Moyu had seen the scene of the two being thrown into the refining furnace to make swords in his dream, it was a dream after all, and Lin Moyu would not believe it to be true.

Lin Moyu snorted coldly, and subconsciously thought that Si Weiyuan, like those elders, was a generation who cherished talents, so no matter what they did wrong, he chose to turn a blind eye.

"Heh, you just chose to protect them because you saw that the two of them were born with strange bones, and if they succeed in cultivation in the future, they will shine brightly in the family..."

Unexpectedly, Lin Moyu misunderstood him like this, Si Weiyuan denied it outright, "I didn't."

"If you didn't, why did you hesitate to do it?"

"..." How should he explain to Lin Moyu that if the bodies of these two people were damaged before they were taken to melt the sword, the effect of refining it would definitely be greatly reduced, and the aphrodisiac effect attached to the sword body would also be inexhaustible As expected.

So it's not that he doesn't move, but that he doesn't want to give Lin Moyu a defective product.

Anyway, after they entered the refining furnace, their life would be worse than death, and the pain caused by the punishment in this world is nothing compared to being thrown into the refining furnace.

Seeing Si Weiyuan's silence, Lin Moyu felt that he had a guilty conscience, and said in a desperate way: "Is it right? In your heart, Si Jing and You Zhuyan are actually in a higher status than me, a worthless entourage disciple. How much."

Lin Moyu took a deep breath, and said again: "Since you like them so much, why do you keep me, a worthless disciple, by your side? Since you don't care about my feelings so much, then you can just protect them!"

"Shut up, who allowed you to talk to me like this!" Being misunderstood again and again, Si Weiyuan was completely irritated by him, unable to restrain his aura for a while, a halo shot out from his body in all directions open.

Since Lin Moyu was the closest to him, he spit out a mouthful of blood, was stunned and lay down on the table.

"..."

Seeing him fainted, Si Weiyuan regretted in every possible way, looking at him with distressed and helpless eyes.

After helping Lin Moyu heal his injuries, he didn't wake him up again, and let him sleep peacefully all night on the table while sitting on his lap.

The next morning, Lin Moyu woke up as usual.He yawned, smacked his lips, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pool of blood on the table.

He just woke up, his head was a little dazed, he couldn't remember what happened last night for a while, he just stared at the blood on the table.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded behind him: "Are you awake?"

Lin Moyu froze for a moment, and was about to turn to answer when he heard footsteps outside the door.

Looking outside, I saw Leng Xinghe, who hadn't returned all night, put away his sword and pushed open the opposite door to enter the house.

Then he saw the ragged and tired Ling Qingye stumbling in from the door.

Ling Qingye saw people sitting in the room from a long distance, but he didn't see all of them, but he was basically sure that Lin Moyu should have returned to the room first last night, so he walked in with a sullen face: "Lin Moyu, I didn't mean you, You are too disrespectful, the situation was so critical last night, you actually ran first by yourself..."

Halfway through speaking, seeing Si Weiyuan sitting behind Lin Moyu, he immediately stroked his tongue, and changed his words: "Well run, you are so weak, you will definitely be injured if you stay, it is wise to run first."

Lin Moyu stared at him for a long while, then sat up excitedly from Si Weiyuan, rushed forward and held Ling Qingye's hand and said in disbelief, "Qing Ye, are you alright?"

Ling Qingye wanted to go back to him, but from the corner of her eye, she accidentally saw Si Weiyuan looking at the two of them holding hands together, and unconsciously shuddered, with a chill on the back of her neck, she quickly pushed away Lin Moyu's hand, with a look on her face. Seriously said: "What are the two big men like pulling and tugging, let go quickly." While dialing, pay attention to Si Weiyuan's eyes, for fear that if he dials too slowly, Si Weiyuan will stare at him.

Although he was dismissed for no reason, but seeing Ling Qingye was safe and sound, Lin Moyu's heart was relieved, and he was not to mention very happy.

After a while, he asked again: "But why did you come back now, after all last night..."

When talking about what happened last night, Ling Qingye felt weird, and he said in an unbelievable tone: "Last night, You Zhuyan chased me for several hours. Fortunately, I dodged quickly. Missed. But when it was almost dawn, he finally hit me with a palm, but I didn't feel anything. Instead, he vomited a mouthful of blood, as if he had been swallowed back. I didn't know that my body was so resistant to blows, I knew it was so , I won’t hide from him.”

Lin Moyu subconsciously looked at Si Weiyuan.

Did he mean this when he said last night not to worry about Ling Qingye's safety...

Before he could think about it, a disciple came here to announce that it was the visit of Immortal Chuhua, who was already waiting at the Mountain View Garden, and that he came here specially to return something to Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu heard that he didn't care about the two people in the house, and hurried to the garden.

Although he already had bad guesses in his heart, he had to go.

When he arrived, he saw Immortal Chuhua looming high above the sky, with a resentful and arrogant expression on his expression.

Lin Moyu was forced to look up, and secretly clenched his fists.

Chuhua Xianjun twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, looked down at Lin Moyu condescendingly, and said, "I'm here to return your things, are you happy?"

Then a handful of shredded paper was scattered, and countless pieces fell from the sky, and fell to Lin Moyu's side.

Xianjun Chuhua returned the marriage certificate to him, but it was torn into pieces.

Although Lin Moyu had been informed by Si Weiyuan of the result of the destruction of the marriage certificate beforehand, seeing it with his own eyes, his heart was still shocked and his body was shaking.

It really was this bastard who tore it up!

Seeing Lin Moyu's ashen face, the corner of Chuhua Xianjun's mouth twitched into a sneer: "Lin Moyu, this is what happens when you keep your promises and feed me pills to make me lose my virginity!"

He woke up from Tianze Xianzun's bed before, couldn't accept it for a while, remembered what happened before, and angrily tore up Lin Moyu's marriage certificate, and then came to provoke trouble.

"..."

Chuhua Xianjun gritted his teeth and said: "I know that you are guarding the marriage certificate carefully because you don't want to marry Si Weiyuan, but you have caused me to this point, I would rather you two get married, and let you experience being disliked How does it feel!"