After dressing up as a villain master, the beautiful apprentice fell in love with me

Su Chen looked at him with a look of disgust, "I'm such a timid, irresponsible person? Don't provoke me with words... Forget it, I will show you face."

He changed the topic very quickly, resting his chin, with a relaxed expression, "Come on, let's talk about the reward."

Zhu Yu said amusedly, "You can't be a helping friend."

"For a full-level powerhouse, you should be a Chinese cabbage. The appearance fee is very high. Don't give me a whole friendship to act in that way."

Having been with Su Chen for so long, Zhu Yu has learned to automatically ignore some useless words that come out of his mouth from time to time, and only choose key words.

It will not be like at the beginning, thinking about the meaning of his words while thinking about countermeasures.

Zhu Yu shook his head helplessly, "Hey... I only have one tael of silver."

Su Chen snorted, "I would feel ashamed to ask you for a tael of money, come on, I owe you the reward first."

The main hall of Xiaoyaomen is located on the highest peak of this mountain forest, where the mist is always green and green all the year round.

In the quiet, people feel open-minded, as quiet as still water.

The three characters "Xiaoyaomen" on the main hall are elegant and unrestrained, and they were written by Su Chen himself.

Among the six disciples, apart from Xi Linger, the mansions of the other five were scattered in five directions.

Combining the five elements and eight trigrams, it took Su Chen half a year to complete the mountain-protecting spirit-gathering formation covering the entire sect.

One is to protect the safety of the sect, and the other is to gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

For the truly strong, this big formation may not be able to completely stop them, but at least it can give them a time to deal with it in advance.

"This big formation is very delicate, there should be other functions, right?"

Zhu Yu stood on the open ground in front of the hall, looking up at the blue sky above his head.

In his eyes, he could see that the spiritual energy from all directions forgot to gather in this direction.

Su Chen only smiled condescendingly at his question.

"It's getting dark, why don't you go?"

"Lonely, it's the same everywhere."

Su Chen's gaze passed him like a breeze and fell into the distance.

He could understand Zhu Yu's words.

The descendants of Zhu Wei and Zhu Yu have not known how many generations have passed, and the family relationship has long been as indifferent as floating clouds.

Today, it is more about a responsibility.

In Xiaoyaomen, although there are few people, it is lively.

Eating mooncakes, watching lanterns, guessing crossword puzzles...

Eleven people managed to survive the excitement of hundreds of people.

"Come on, let's write a poem about the moon." Li Qi seemed to have drank a lot of wine, and his words began to blur.

As soon as he waved his hand, Tang Ze was forced to stand up.

"When will there be a clear breeze and a bright moon? Elder Brother Xing came to drink, and a bright moon hung in the sky. I wrote the poem as a joke."

Su Chen's cheeks bulged, and she almost burst out laughing unkindly.

However, the others didn't have such good concentration, and sprayed one after another.

"Haha... Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, are you trying to laugh us to death?"

"Oh, don't laugh, Second Senior Brother's poem is pretty good, at least it rhymes."

"Hahaha!"

Laughed louder.

"Laugh now, it will be your turn soon, third child!"

Li Qi seemed very upset, but he himself didn't stop laughing.

"Eldest brother, please forgive us." Su Haotian begged for mercy, "How could we be so polite. How about..."

He rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Su Chen, "Let Master compose a song."

Su Chen rolled his eyes.

Itchy skin, this brat, dare to make him look ugly.

However, will he make a fool of himself?
Are the three hundred Tang poems memorized in vain?
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows will form three people..."

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is... People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes... I hope that people will live forever and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles away."

There was no sound at the scene, and it seemed that they were still immersed in the artistic conception of poetry.

Su Chen coughed.

They seemed to have just woken up.

Let's applaud!

"Master, I really like your sentence 'I wish you a long life, and we will be together for a long time'."

Xi Linger leaned over, approached Su Chen, and whispered in his ear.

"But……"

Her expression suddenly became gloomy again, "I don't like the first song, Ling'er, it's too lonely and desolate..."

If it is not too lonely and desolate, how can I write such a sad poem.

But Master clearly has them.

"Ling'er will always be by Master's side, forever...forever."

The light but solemn voice lingered in Su Chen's ears. He smiled slightly and rubbed her head, "It's all over, don't worry about it. And...in fact, I didn't write these poems."

"Huh?" Xi Linger blinked, "Who is that?"

"One is Li Taibai, and the other is Su Zizhan."

"Never heard of it, you must have lied to me."

Su Chen smiled without saying a word.

After drinking, everyone went back to their respective places.

Zhu Yu stayed.

However, Su Chen sent him to the second child.

Don't stay here to delay the space between him and Ling'er.

Inside the house, the hot temperature kept rising, as if it was going to melt people.

In the light gauze tent, hazy figures are intertwined.

"Master..." Xi Linger kept calling Su Chen softly.

There is infinite tenderness and attachment, but a touch of uneasiness lingers in my heart all the time.

She kept kissing him, treating him like the most precious treasure, cherishing it very much.

Su Chen knew where her anxiety came from.

But it's really not his fault.

I can only blame Shixian's poems for being too expressive, expressing emotions too well, and resonating too much.

Su Chen didn't explain.

He is using his own way to comfort Xi Linger, a sensitive rabbit.

Maybe you're tired and don't have the energy to think about it.

All night, just dull head.

……

Under the moonlight, two figures, one tall and one short, walked side by side.

Mo Han felt that the people around him seemed a little lonely.

Ever since Master returned to Mo Zhixuan...Mo Zhixuan is the name of Mo Han's mansion...then he remained silent.

"Are you homesick?" Mo Han couldn't help asking.

Yin Yingying glanced at the full moon in the sky, and soon asked with a smile: "If I say yes, will you accompany me back?"

Mo Han remained silent.

The light in Yin Yingying's eyes gradually dimmed, like a pearl losing its brilliance.

It has been more than a year, and she has been by Mo Han's side for more than a year.

Even a piece of wood should react a bit.

Probably, he really does not love.

Yin Yingying pulled a wry smile from the corner of her mouth.

His eyes were sour, as if tears were about to fall.

Suddenly, a very soft voice sounded.

"I will tell Master tomorrow..."

Yin Yingying's eyes seemed to be rekindled with hope, and a starlight shone brightly.

"What did you say! Can you say it again?"

Mo Han froze, he saw her flushed eyes.

"You... homesick should tell me earlier, I can accompany you back first, or bring your family over..."

Before he finished speaking, two pieces of softness covered his lips.

Mo Han was shocked instantly, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

Seeing him motionless, Yin Yingying thought he didn't like it, and she backed away shyly.

"Sorry, I……"