Sand sculpture apprentice dressed as black heart lotus

"If you're really scared, don't..."

Before Yu Lisheng finished speaking, Xu Muyan interrupted him directly.

"Who said I was afraid? What am I afraid of? What am I afraid of?"

Xu Muyan lowered his head, picked the saddle under his seat, and mocked himself a little bit self-destructively, "Anyway, I'm dead! Anyone can bully me, anyone can beat me! I've died once, I What's so scary?

The one who should be afraid is Master, right?Is Master tired of maintaining the skin of a gentleman?If you want to be a gentleman in front of others, don't be a villain behind your back!

In case I don't want to live any day, I will tell the world all the things my master has treated me!Master should also feel very troubled, right?After all, Master has worked hard for so many years, and finally got the approval of Kunlun, so he is about to be disturbed by me, a low-level disciple.

Master, look back at those disciples behind you, how much they admire you, how much they admire you, and how much they trust you.

But one day, they will also hate their master just like they hated Sima Jiaojiao.Because the master is not the lofty and immaculate fairy in their minds, but an executioner who regards human life as worthless! "

Confiding the grievance in his heart in one breath, Xu Muyan's mouth became much more straightforward.

I feel that it is worthwhile to be able to choke the little widow heartily before dying.

After finishing speaking, Xu Muyan subconsciously squinted his eyes slightly, waiting for the little widow's big slap to slap him across the face.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected pain did not hit.

The little widow didn't hit him, not even a finger.

It's not that he's not angry with Xu Muyan's talking back, on the contrary, Yu Lisheng is about to die of anger now.

His face was livid, the veins on his forehead were exaggerated and ferociously exposed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

Because she was too angry, the pretty face of the little widow was slightly distorted at this moment.

The cold light gushing from the bottom of his eyes was what Xu Muyan was most afraid of in his life.

Every time the little widow made such an expression, Xu Muyan would not get any good fruit without exception.

The most recent time was when Xu Muyan was mercilessly hit in the cheek by Yulisheng with the blade of the sword, and the fierce force rushed into his ear, breaking through his eardrum and deafening one ear.

After Xu Muyan finished speaking, he actually felt a little regretful.

I feel that I shouldn't have a direct conflict with Yulisheng.

Could it be that he was plotting against a villain behind his back, or pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai, and cursing Yulisheng that he would die badly.Isn't it fragrant?

When there was a direct confrontation, Yu Lisheng didn't beat him like a dead dog?

But the poor self-esteem in my heart was like a sharp and slender steel needle, piercing deeply in Xu Muyan's chest all the time.

Stabbed him to a bloody mess.

Let him suffer unbearably, unbearably painful.

But he couldn't say it out of mouth.

Xu Muyan could not use words to describe his state of mind at the moment.

The pain cannot be accurately described in words.

And there is no distinction between high and low pain, it just depends on the person.

Yu Lisheng might not know, but Xu Muyan once really wanted to like him.

Yulisheng will never know that in Xu Muyan's heart, he has secretly substituted him into her sad childhood.

Concealed and discreetly, Yu Lisheng was regarded as a light that could beautify his miserable childhood.

But this kind of light is not the bright sun above the head, nor the gentle and bright moonlight under the night, not even the light of fire, not the light of candles, not even the light of swords...

The light brought to him by the little widow is dark, strong, and people dare not get close to it. It is buried deep in the coffin... the will-o'-the-wisp.

Cloudy green ghost fire.

It wasn't Xu Muyan's future that was illuminated by the will-o'-the-wisp's fire, but his corpse that gradually became cold and rotten, and was slowly burned into a pile of bones by the mud.

"Xu Muyan, you should understand what self-respect is!"

"If you don't know how to love yourself, then no one in the world will love you."

"I wouldn't love Xu Muyan, who treats himself like mud under someone else's feet!"

Yu Lisheng scolded coldly.

"But..." Xu Muyan twitched his sour nose, raised his red eyes, and said in a small voice, aggrieved and forbearing, "Master made me into this with his own hands. Master said, the superior Xuan A disciple is not suitable for me, I should be a puddle of mud under the feet of the master, I should be in the arms of many men, tactfully courting and begging for mercy."

"Obviously it was Master who mercilessly dragged me down from my position as a Taoist student."

Xu Muyan's voice trembled more and more, obviously he didn't want to cry.

Crying is very useless, such a grown-up person is not a child anymore.

But disappointing tears filled Xu Muyan's eyes in an instant.

He couldn't see the way ahead clearly, and he couldn't see Master's expression at the moment.

Sad and wronged, he whispered: "My changes will never catch up with Master's preferences."

"So, Master always has various reasons to reprimand me, accusing me of not catering to Master's preferences."

Love this kind of thing, the little widow actually has the nerve to say it.

A heartless guy actually has the nerve to mention some love in front of Xu Muyan.

Xu Muyan didn't even bother to expose him.

The atmosphere was eerily dead silent for a while.

No one spoke again.

Only the maroon pony under Xu Muyan chewed the hay in its mouth while happily walking forward.

Suddenly, as if sensing that the surrounding atmosphere was too weird, the eyes of the maroon pony stared like two copper bells.

Before Yu Lisheng could kill the horse, he kicked Xu Muyan up from the horse's back.

Xu Muyan was caught off guard, and let go of the rein in his hand.

The whole person took off in mid-air.

Before he had time to scold the horse, Yu Lisheng threw him into his arms.

Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged the man in his arms and rode together on the same horse.

Xu Muyan was still in shock, and when he came to his senses again, he was about to scold the horse when he saw the maroon pony, for some reason, limped on one of its front hooves, and staggered forward step by step.

Xu Muyan: "..."

Yu Lisheng: "..."

The two coincided with each other, and their first reaction was that the other party was making small moves.

Xu Muyan thought to himself, what a fucking crime, the little widow really lacks great virtue, in order to ride a horse with him, she would not let go of an innocent and pitiful bay red horse!

What Yulisheng was thinking in his heart was that his words were hard-spoken and soft-hearted after all, and he was so red-faced when he was arguing with him just a moment ago.

The next moment he threw himself into his arms.

Yan Yan was really thin-skinned, he was too embarrassed to throw himself into his arms directly, and he even limped the bay red horse's legs quietly.

Now the two can only ride one horse together.

Claret Horse: Ah Ba, Ah Ba, Ah Ba.

Xu Muyan: What a fucking crime.

Yu Lisheng: What a fucking crime.

"cough……"

Yu Lisheng covered her lips and coughed unnaturally, and said in a low voice: "Are...are you ready?"

Xu Muyan: "Yes."

Anyway, it's all about this, Hua Qingzong's people, he is definitely saved.

It's not for anything else, just to accumulate virtue for the wicked little widow, don't fly up to become a god in the future.

According to the model circulated in the world, the little widow has never done anything good in her life.

Yu Lisheng nodded, knowing that others would not look back unless they bumped into the south wall.

And Xu Muyan didn't look back even if he hit the south wall.

It's really a dog who doesn't know good or bad, and doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth!

Yu Lisheng sneered in his heart, but Xu Muyan was not very angry, so Xu Muyan talked back to him with a bare face.

The two of them knew each other, as if they had already regarded that kind of thing as a way to eliminate conflicts.slip.Potion.

A tool that can be used to condition.

Yulisheng didn't like Xu Muyan negotiating terms with him very much.

But this time, he will satisfy Xu Muyan.

Don't you want to negotiate terms with him?

Yes, then prepare yourself, don't cry and beg for mercy in the middle of the walk, saying that you are wrong and you dare not.

That way Yulisheng would only feel more irritable.

The two rode together on the same horse, walking far ahead.

The bay red horse didn't fall too far behind, and kept following behind the two of them.

Staring at the copper bell-like eyes, the bay red horse saw the two two-legged beasts in front of him very close.

The two-legged beast in white clothes behind him hugged the waist of the two-legged beast in front from behind.

Speaking of the waist, the bay red horse let out a few strands of cold air from its nostrils.

The body proportions of the Twolegs are really poor, the waist is too slender and has no strength at all.

There is also less hair on the body, just a small piece, oh no, there are also a handful of short stubble.

Unlike myself, she has beautiful manes all over her body, combed slickly.

There are also beautiful, furry ears, and a tail with a long, chestnut mane behind it.

The more the bay red horse looked at it, the more he felt that the two-legged beast was ugly.

He simply tilted his head, grinned, and spit at the backs of the two of them.

Xu Muyan's face was flushed, and he clenched his teeth tightly so as not to cry.

Suddenly hearing a puffing sound from behind, Xu Muyan turned his head and saw that the bay red horse's legs were no longer lame, and it followed behind with a patter of four hooves.

And grinning and spitting at them.

Xu Muyan: "..."

He has seen silly cats, dogs, and roe deer, but this is the first time he has seen a silly horse that can spit at people.

Just looking back like this, Yulisheng became a little unhappy.

Pressing Xu Muyan's shoulder, he turned his head back, and whispered softly: "Can you concentrate a little bit, hold the reins tightly, and take a good look at the road ahead?"

Xu Muyan pursed his lips, but remained silent.

Both hands clenched the horse's reins tightly, as if holding the last straw.

Because he clenched it too hard, the bones of his fingers were exposed ferociously.

The blue veins on the back of the hand are under the white flesh, they are as strong as old tree roots, and they are in danger of breaking through the flesh at any time.

Hot sweat rolled down the forehead hair, dripped into the collar, and fainted.

Xu Muyan didn't dare to say a word the whole time, he gripped the horse's reins tightly and stared ahead.

The bay red horse behind him was very cheerful, making rattling noises as he walked, and could even lower his head to gnaw a few mouthfuls of grass from time to time.

He gnawed on something he didn't like, and spit it out.

When it finds something it likes to eat, it keeps flicking its tail and making dull noises.

The further you go, the more uneven the road becomes.

Xu Muyan steered the horse, not daring to let the horse run too fast.

I'm afraid the road is too bumpy.

But he didn't dare to let the horse run too slowly, because there was a group of disciples behind him.

A little slower, the group of disciples caught up.

Xu Muyan could even hear Su Tiantian's voice.

"Huh? Look quickly, Elder Yu and Jiao Jiao are riding a horse together! Is there something wrong with Jiao Jiao's horse?"

Tan Qinglu took a look, and saw that the bay red horse was somewhat crazy, kicking its legs and flicking its tail.

He kept making strange noises, and immediately frowned and said, "I said that the bay red horse was not good, Jiao Jiaofei picked that one and said he liked the color of the bay red horse."

"No, why bother Master to ride with Jiao Jiao? This is against the rules."

Then Tan Qinglu slammed the whip on the horse's ass, making a gesture to catch up.

Xu Muyan was terrified, the sky was bright and the sun was shining brightly.

If any clues were discovered, he might as well be rammed to death on a bay red horse.

Without the little widow's instructions, Xu Muyan pulled the horse's reins, pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and the sound of "drive" in his mouth immediately softened into a puddle of spring water.

He blurted out: "Drive~~~ah, drive~~~ah~~"

The tone went straight up.

Yulisheng couldn't help laughing, and asked Xu Muyan's ear, "Yanyan, are you singing some folk song? Don't just sing a tune, sing a few more lines."

Xu Muyan gritted his teeth, thinking, okay, it depends on his jokes, right?

It's not embarrassing, is it?

That's good, who is afraid of whom?

Just sing!

Xu Muyan took a deep breath, and grabbed the mane on the horse's neck. The pain caused the horse's front hooves to kick back, and with a snort, it flew far away like an arrow off the string.

And Xu Muyan also turned his face off, and howled loudly.

"Sing a folk song! Sing it here, make it over there...ah~"

"Folk songs...songs are like...ah, spring river water~~~~~~"

"Don't be afraid... afraid, afraid, afraid, afraid... there are so many dangerous turns!!!!"

"There are so many bends!!!"

"Hey, ah! Folk songs are like spring river water! Don't be afraid of beaches and bends!"

The horse ran fast, and Xu Muyan's singing lingered throughout the dense forest for a long time.

Tan Qinglu chased for a while, but he couldn't catch up, so he could only tighten the reins of the horse.

Behind him were the disciples who were catching up.

Su Tiantian couldn't help but sighed, "Jiao Jiao seems very happy."

"Yeah, so he can sing, and he sings pretty well." A male disciple blushed and scratched his head. "The voice sounds like an oriole, sweet and soft."

"The voice is sweet, like a girl." Another male disciple said, "It's a pity that such a cute Jiaojiao was given by the succubus before... Sigh, it's all my fault, I couldn't save him in time."

Tan Qinglu looked at the two people who were gradually going away, and thought to himself, the little succubus not only has a sweet voice when singing.

Crying is even pear blossoms with rain, so cute and pitiful.

It's a pity that the night was too intense and unbearable to look back on. I don't know if the little succubus cried and called him a good brother.

Tan Qinglu's heart was itching, thinking, he must find a chance to be alone with the little succubus.