Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Pei Xiangyun frowned, looked at him without saying a word, and said in a low voice, "I'm right..."

"you are right?"

Jiang Yi smiled, reached out and pressed his shoulder, pressing on his wound impartially.

The whip wound on Pei Xiangyun's shoulder finally scabbed, and it hurt again after being pressed by him like this, and the expression on his face was slowly distorted by the pain.

He snorted in pain, and subconsciously wanted to break Jiang Yi's hand, and when he clasped the thin wrist, he heard the man whisper, "Sure enough, rotten wood cannot be carved."

Pei Xiangyun froze in place, because he didn't dare to use any more force.

Jiang Yi still pressed his shoulder.

The unhealed wound opened again under the pressure, and warm blood slowly seeped out, dripping down Pei Xiangyun's arm.

Such slow pain is not pleasant, just like Ling Chi.

Pei Xiangyun frowned tightly, his body trembling constantly, as if silently confronting Jiang Yi.

"Do you think Longxi is a place where you can run amok?" Jiang Yi increased his strength, "If it weren't for Zhang Rong, you would have died on that snowy night, and your body was eaten by wolves, so you still have the ability to stay here Against me?"

Pei Xiangyun gritted his teeth, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and the tip of his nose.

Jiang Yi looked at him carefully by the dim light of the fire not far away.

If he followed Pei Xiangyun's violent temper in his previous life, he might have already started fighting with him.

But I don't know why today he restrained himself abnormally, even the most outrageous move was just clenched his wrist just now.

The brain was beaten by him?

Jiang Yi looked at him hesitantly for a while, then moved his lips: "I told you to kneel down, don't you understand?"

Pei Xiangyun felt that the hand on his shoulder was extremely heavy, and slowly bent down under his body.

It was as if someone had smashed all his pride, and then put it back together piece by piece.

If someone else did this, even if Pei Xiangyun tried his best to die with him, he would definitely not allow himself to suffer such humiliation, and he would repay the pain a hundredfold.

But the person in front of him was Jiang Yi.

It was he who had suffered a painful loss in his previous life, and he made up his mind to respect and cherish the teacher in this life.

Is the favorite person.

Pei Xiangyun gritted his teeth, finally gave in, slowly bent his knees, and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop".

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly, as if examining how sincere he was in his kneeling.

Not far away, the flames danced and reflected on his side face.Pei Xiangyun swallowed, and looked at the person in front of him with his deep black eyes without blinking.

Jiang Yi slowly lifted the hand on his shoulder, and uncoagulated blood dripped down his fingertips, but he didn't seem to care.

Pei Xiangyun looked at the hand that was stained with his own blood, and was a little dazed for a moment. His first reaction was that the teacher's hands were dirty.

Jiang Yi twirled his fingertips, looked at the face of his former rebel, and suddenly chuckled, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Xiangyun nodded.

A gleam of unknown meaning flashed across those peach blossom eyes, and Jiang Yi asked again: "Do you hate me?"

He took a short breath and shook his head.

"You really don't hate me?" Jiang Yi asked, "You look like you want to eat me alive."

"I……"

"Do you know what's wrong?" He said, "I'm asking you something."

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

Pei Xiangyun's face flickered in the firelight with the ferocious and ferocious Li Li, but his eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "I will fight for what I want. What's wrong with being angry when I see someone getting there first?"

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "Things? So in your eyes, I'm just something that can be snatched away?"

Pei Xiangyun opened his eyes wide and hurriedly explained: "No, no, that's not what I meant."

"That's what you meant."

Jiang Yi was not angry, and even his voice was very soft, but every word he said was extremely ruthless: "Why don't you mean that? Everyone should do things according to your wishes, but if things don't go your way, you will mess around at every turn, really Do you feel like a child?"

Pei Xiangyun bit his lip, his gaze still full of stubbornness.

"Forget it, it's just rotten wood."

Jiang Yi glanced at him: "If you can't be carved, you can't be carved. It's really useless."

"Master Jiang!"

Pei Xiangyun bit the tip of his tongue, and swallowed the phrase "Master", and replaced it with this unfamiliar title that he hated to the extreme.

He tried to stand up, but his shoulders suddenly felt painful.

Jiang Yi put his hand on his shoulder, and a coldness flashed in his eyes: "Who told you to stand up?"

Pei Xiangyun let out a dull pain in his chest, and knelt down heavily again.

"Don't you like me to be your teacher?"

Jiang Yi took out a handkerchief from his sleeve robe, and slowly wiped off the rust-red blood between his white fingers.

The dispute just now made his bundled hair a little loose, and a few strands of black hair were hanging in front of his eyes, which he gently brushed away and stroked behind his ears: "Don't even think about accepting you as a student, but I don't mind teaching you something. Things. I don’t know etiquette, I don’t know the rules, I don’t understand human feelings, I don’t know how to be grateful, I’m really a beast.”

Pei Xiangyun raised his head abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

These four words fell heavily on my heart, setting off a stormy sea.

These were probably the four words he hated the most in his previous life. Every word and sentence was full of rejection and prejudice against foreigners, but now Jiang Yi said them lightly.

Teachers didn't do this before.

But why, why...

Pei Xiangyun's nose turned sore, his eyes turned red suddenly, and he looked at Jiang Yi with a straight neck: "You have never understood me, why do you look at me like this? I..."

Jiang Yi put his hand on the back of his neck, and pressed his neck down hard: "Who allowed you to look at me like that? You didn't have a long memory just now, did you?"

Pei Xiangyun choked heart-piercingly for a long while, then let out a whimper.

"The Zhang Su you injured today is the only son of Old General Zhang..." Jiang Yi said flatly, "It is not unfair to say that you are a white-eyed wolf."

"Bow your head and kneel well, when will you know your mistakes and when will you get up again."

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he raised the curtain and left without looking back, leaving only Pei Xiangyun and the crackling fires around him.

Pei Xiangyun lowered his head, feeling that everything was still, and the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing the grassland was very clear.

The wound on his shoulder was painful, he moved his arm, his brows and eyes suddenly tightened, and his lips turned white from being bitten.

The stars and the moon in the sky gradually disappeared behind the dark clouds, and then Yan soldiers came and extinguished several piles of bonfires, leaving only the pile at the entrance of the barracks.

Pei Xiangyun was surprised by their actions when a drop of cold hit his forehead.

Then without any warning, big raindrops "cracked" and fell.

Pei Xiangyun's forehead was wet and drooping in front of his eyes, and the freshly scabbed wound on his shoulder was washed away by the rain again, and a faint blood flowed down, flowing away with the accumulated water on the ground.

He felt more and more cold all over his body, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his body swayed back and forth, like a boat struggling to survive in the turbulent water.

Pei Xiangyun didn't know how long he had been kneeling in the rainstorm, but he only remembered the long and continuous buzzing in his ears, and then he fell headfirst on the muddy ground, completely plunged into darkness.

When he fell asleep, his whole body was hot and cold. Sometimes he felt like he was being ironed by a branding iron, and sometimes he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He was very uncomfortable.

There was a faint noise beside him, and he tried his best to open his eyes slightly, and saw two people standing in front of him, arguing about something.

A rough voice said in a low voice: "I don't know etiquette, don't know the rules, don't understand people, don't know how to be grateful, and he's from Uzbekistan, how do you know he's not a meticulous worker?"

Another more gentle voice sounded, seeming to refute with anger: "General, your prejudice against him is too deep. In the past few years in Longxi, Yun'er has not done anything excessive. Why can't you get along well with him?"

"I'm not angry because he has done too much..." the gruff voice sighed, "He concealed the blood of Uz, and I didn't realize it after being in the Longxi military camp for so long. It was my negligence. Fortunately, he hasn't done anything yet Something irreversible happens, otherwise..."

"Although Yun'er doesn't listen to discipline sometimes, his heart should not be bad."

The man said softly: "My father passed away last year, and I have no family left. I have already regarded him as the only relative I can confide in."

The rough voice did not speak for a long time, and finally it was a sigh.

"Ziming, it's not good to use your emotions too much..." He finally said, "You should think about it yourself."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the man sat by the bed, reaching out to check the temperature on his forehead.

Pei Xiangyun heard himself asking: "Master, are you going to drive me away? Are you going to let me go?"

The fingertips covering his forehead were slightly cool, Jiang Yi seemed to smile, and comforted him: "No, you are recovering from illness, don't worry about it."

Pei Xiangyun hadn't felt the teacher's concern for a long time, and subconsciously reached out to grab the man's hand, but it was in vain for no reason.

The originally bright sky and clear air around suddenly disappeared, turning into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Several ear-piercing voices sounded from the side, most of them said something to compliment him, saying that he was a born god of war, the founding father of Uz, who led the army to wipe out the Han people, and deserved the title of "King of Dingxi".

But he became more and more frightened amidst the compliments, he raised his eyes suddenly, and met a pair of cold eyes.

The sky behind Jiang Yi was blood-colored, and his hair was flying in the air, as if he smiled at him with his lips curled up. Then he picked up the spear at the side and stabbed it hard into his throat.

Blood gushed out, Pei Xiangyun suddenly woke up from his dream, and found that his back was wet with sweat.

The hellish scene in the dream is still vivid, and his chest hurts like a beating heart.

He turned his head subconsciously, expecting to see clues about Jiang Yi beside the bed, but found nothing.

It turned out to be a dream.

But after waking up from the dream, Jiang Yi no longer prefers to take care of him as before.

He went to love and take care of his new student.

The author says:

Read all the comments, and receive your concern, and you should take care of yourself;

Bobobo is more heart-to-heart!

Believe in my "physical hzc" and the ruthlessness of the prime minister;

The two of them won't completely let go of their prejudices if they haven't grown up (light a cigarette)