The villain apprentice is very arrogant

Chapter 4, Master-Apprentice Conversation

At night, Jing Ci leaned on the chair, tapped the table with his fingertips from time to time, but his thoughts flew away.

Leaning against the window was a man in red, playing with his long hair and looking at him playfully.

After a long time, the man in red laughed lightly, and said, "I said, it's almost time, shouldn't it be time for you to act? The reason why Baihua Poison was sent to you all the way is not to make you sit here foolishly."

Jing Ci glanced at him, picked up the small bottle in front of him and stroked it, his eyes were cold.

"You don't need to remind me, I know what to do."

Hundred Flowers Poison is the ultimate poison extracted from the unique flowers of the Voodoo Sect. Ordinary people only need to touch a drop, and they can be killed in an instant.

And cultivators, especially those with high cultivation bases, if they are poisoned by this poison, their lives will not be in danger, but their spiritual power will be dissipated little by little, and they will suffer from the pain of bone erosion and devouring spirits until their cultivation base is exhausted and they become an ordinary person.

The man in red tutted twice, looked at him leisurely with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and said, "Have you figured it out? You won't regret it, I have to tell you in advance that Baihua poison is extremely rare, and I only have this small bottle, and there is no solution yet." , don’t regret it when the time comes, and come to ask me for the antidote.”

"Regret? Oh, how funny."

There was an ambiguous smile on the corner of Jing Ci's mouth, and his black eyes were fixed on the porcelain bottle in his hand: "If she can kill Wen Yun for those so-called rules, then I can kill her regardless of the feelings of master and apprentice. Isn't it right? Then I What do you regret?"

"You know it yourself, so it's useless to ask me." The man in red raised his eyebrows and hummed softly.

Without further ado, Jing Ci stood up with a flick of his clothes, and walked out the door.

The idea of ​​killing Lan Qing has been lingering in my heart for five years, and now I don't want to delay for a moment!He had already thought about it, and after killing her, he committed suicide, all to make amends for the grace of teaching for so many years.

All the way to the peak, the temperature plummeted.

For some reason, scenes from his childhood suddenly appeared in his mind.

Unlike other disciples, at that time, I was not scared away by Lan Qing's intimidating aura, but instead chased after her, reaching out to her for a hug all day long.

At this time, Lan Qing would hold him in his arms with a blank face, and raise a barrier around the two of them to block the cold.He also rubbed against her arms, eager to use his own warmth to warm this cold beauty Shizun.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Jing Ci's eyes darkened.

It was she who destroyed these affections by herself. Since she is disrespectful as a teacher, don't blame yourself for not thinking about old love.

In a blink of an eye, Jing Ci had already appeared outside Lan Qing's house.He stretched out his hand and gently opened the door, and the darkness in the room was mixed with a faint fluorescent light, which was emitted from the bed.

With a cold face, Jing Ci turned the small porcelain bottle in his hand and walked to the bed step by step, looking down at the woman on the bed.

Lan Qing's complexion was a little pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and a ray of light radiated from her chest and heart, surrounding her whole body, it should be detoxification.

Jing Ci looked at her for a long time, and sat by the bed.

After the ray of fluorescence faded, he took out a thin silver needle from his robe, opened the porcelain bottle and dipped it in.

Just as she was about to stab her neck, suddenly, a white silk appeared from Lan Qing's wrist, tightly wrapped around his wrist.

Beam magic silk?
Jing Ci frowned slightly, why did Lan Qing sleep with this thing?The beam magic silk has no fixed master, and it is not aggressive when it is not transformed.

But it is extremely protective, and it protects whoever it is on.

This is more difficult to do.
Jing Ci was silent, followed the white silk and clasped Lan Qing's wrist straight, entangled the beam of magic silk to death, and pierced the needle in Lan Qing's neck with the other hand with lightning speed.

The moment it is pierced, the needle disappears.

Lan Qing seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened her eyes.Indifferent eyes crashed into a pair of black pupils.

Their postures at this time were slightly awkward, Jing Ji's upper body was leaning over Lan Qing, and the wrists of the two were tightly bound by the magic silk, just staring wide-eyed.

Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, and leaned back suddenly, with a rare panic in his eyes.

Lan Qing sat up and put away the magic silk.

He didn't speak, and there was no emotion in his pale eyes.As if aware of something, he reached out and touched the place where the needle had been pricked.

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body was a little restless, he was afraid that Jing Ci had poisoned him again.

Jing Ci raised his legs, his eyes twinkled like light, and with a little expectation, he said: "Master, you have noticed it, this time it is the Baihua poison refined by the voodoo sect, and it was specially found for you." , It took a lot of effort."

"You came here just to poison?" Lan Qing frowned slightly.

"Yes, as long as it is related to Master, I have always been very active, and I can't wait for a moment. No, I sent it to Master as soon as I took the poison. Are you happy, Master?"

Jing Ci's ending sounded upwards, even with a hint of lingering, but his eyes seemed to be poisoned.

"Go back to sleep." Lan Qing said flatly, ignoring his strange mood.

Jing Ji felt as if his fist had been punched into the cotton, and he couldn't help but get angry.

Suppressing his anger, he said lazily: "Master, isn't he the most respectful of rules? Why, now that I've been caught on the spot and poisoned you, shouldn't it be time to drive me down the mountain?"

Lan Qing turned her head slightly, her voice was flat: "No, go to sleep."

"Pfft!"

Jing Ci couldn't help laughing, his eyes seemed to freeze: "When did Master become so magnanimous? What about the ruthlessness that killed Senior Sister Wen Yun back then?"

Lan Qing said nothing.

"Actually, if you had spared her life at that time, I don't care how you punished her later, whether it's cleaning Han Gongfeng or driving her down the mountain, I will never say a word!"

Jing Ji put on a nasty smile recently, leaned closer to Lan Qing, his eyes were more ferocious.

"But you just killed her! Heh, Master, kill me if you have the ability, otherwise, I have ten thousand ways to kill you. You are a great immortal master, the god of war admired by thousands of people, it is not easy to kill you , I know. But if you fail once, you can do it twice; if you fail twice, you can do it three times;

Lan Qing was unmoved after hearing these words, but calmly stretched out her hand to straighten Jing Ci's collar, as if watching a mischievous child.

Jing Ci froze, for some reason, he remembered that he had deliberately tormented Lan Qing when she was practicing, pulling her hair and pinching her face, having a great time.

At this time, Lan Qing would interrupt her practice, pull him into her arms, helplessly arrange his messy clothes, and finally said two words: "Nonsense."

"You always look like this!"

Jing Ji pushed Lan Qing away, stood up and turned his back to her, his expression completely hidden in the darkness.After standing for a long time, he walked out.

At this time, Lan Qing's cold voice came: "If Wen Yun hurt me, she can escape death."

If the person standing behind Wen Yun at that time was herself, she would not have pursued so much whether she died or was injured.

Lan Qing herself is a Dzogchen cultivator, and shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the common people.She doesn't care at all how the common people treat her, including Wen Yun.

But Lan Qing happened to be a master and shouldered the responsibility of protecting his apprentices.No matter if it is from the same sect or an outsider, she will not let go if she hurts a disciple under the sect for no reason.

This is why Han Gongfeng has many rules, but none of them are related to harming the master.

On the one hand, it was because the disciples believed that Master's cultivation was beyond their reach, and on the other hand, it was the hidden duty of Lan Qing's Dzogchen cultivator—the duty required by the Dao of Heaven.

(End of this chapter)