This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 95 Passionate but always seems ruthless

He squatted down, like when he was a child, carefully rubbing the back of the fairy's hand with the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "Master. I miss you very much."

Shen Yue wasn't talking, but her expression was a little doting.

The man's sexy Adam's apple slipped slightly, and his lips brushed against Shen Yue's fingertips whether intentionally or not.

All the disciples dispersed after being questioned, and only Jiang Ling, the eldest disciple, stayed behind.

Shen Yue also brought Rong Hua back to Qingqing Palace, the footsteps behind her stopped, Shen Yue turned her head in doubt.

Rong Hua lowered his head and looked at the fingers grabbing the hem of his clothes, his dark brows softened, and his big hands wrapped around the girl's fingers.

He whispered to Shen Yue: "Master, she is Yin Jing. Without her, the apprentice might not be able to return safely."

The blindfolded fairy pursed her thin lips, and Yin Jing raised her eyes cautiously. She hadn't dared to raise her head just now. Although she had a lively temper, she had the cheek to follow Qing Yunzong, which had transformed her a lot. Be brave, don't dare to look around at all.

But she still couldn't help being curious about Shen Yue, she had never heard Ronghua mention his master, but only accidentally mentioned it from other disciples, when they mentioned this immortal, their tone was excited and respectful.

The eyes of the white-robed fairy were covered with a white cloth, his face was as white as jade, and his brows were cold and dignified. He seemed to be aware of her gaze, and turned his face towards her.

Yin Jing choked for breath.

"Yin Jing is homeless and has nowhere to go. I want to put her in the Qingqing Palace. Master, what do you think?" The man was cautious, as if he was afraid that she would not agree.

Shen Yue lowered her eyebrows, without much expression: "It's up to you."

In fact, Shen Yue didn't really like strangers entering her territory, but Rong Hua seemed to care about her very much, so Shen Yue just let them go. After all, this child's temper is too dark, so it's good to have someone to accompany her.

Rong Hua knew that his master liked to be pure, and he was only talking about it on the surface. Who would have thought that the master would agree, and a wave of unbearable anger surged up.

How could Master agree?Isn't Master the most principled and cold-blooded person?
The man stared at the girl's blushing face with dark eyes, and slowly clenched the fingers hanging by his side.

Shen Yue sent her disciples to take Yin Jing down to settle down, and she led Rong Hua to the main hall.

The fairy in white had his back facing him, his figure was like a pine tree, and just the back view made people feel unattainable.

Rong Hua just watched quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

His head was lightly touched twice, Rong Hua froze, staring blankly at Shen Yue.

"Has grown tall."

Shen Yue sighed a little, she was actually very tall, but Rong Hua seemed to be half a head taller than him, and seemed to grow longer.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, a scorching body temperature was attached to her wrist, holding her tightly.

The man rubbed against her palm reliantly, like a child begging for candy.

"Master, touch me more."

Shen Yue was attracted by his soft voice, but she still had an indifferent appearance on the surface, allowing him to move.

Rong Hua finally felt a sense of belonging, and his restless heart finally settled down.

He let out a contented sigh, "Master."

Shen Yue said softly: "Let me see how you have improved in this life."

Touching his forehead with her fingertips, Shen Yue frowned slightly, but she quickly smoothed it off.

Shen Yue organized her words: "Generally speaking, you are pretty good."

It's true that Shen Yue gave him the highest evaluation. His aura is only a thin layer, and it's still scattered, pitifully thin, and it can be said that he hasn't improved at all.

There are two possibilities.

Either the talent is too poor, and there is no chance of cultivating immortals. This kind of physique is useless no matter how hard you try, and there will be no progress.

Another possibility is that the veins are blocked, and the natural waste, if forced to practice, is likely to be backlashed.

Either way, the situation is not optimistic.

Shen Yue's heart sank, she felt Rong Hua's pulse calmly.

Rong Hua just raised his eyebrows, he was very clear about his abilities.

He is a piece of shit.

The smile on Rong Hua's face faded, and his lowered eyes could not clearly see the emotions inside.

"Master, I know what I look like."

Shen Yue was taken aback, she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just patted the man's shoulder gently.

There was silence for a while, and the cold voice disturbed Ronghua's mind.

"Master is here."

Rong Hua has been by Shen Yue's side since he came back, like a little tail, as if he wanted to make up for the time before.

The only place where the master often stays is the sleeping hall and the book hall.

Snowflakes fluttered, and the tall and slender man was wielding a sword. The snowflakes fell on his black hair, and the cold wind blew up his white and clean clothes.

His movements were casual and sharp, and his white figure almost merged with the snowflakes.

"Ahua."

Rong Hua stopped his movements, and looked suspiciously at the girl who had been standing aside for a long time.

There were some snowflakes on Yin Jing's body, but she still had a faint smile on her face: "Ah Hua, you've been practicing for almost a day, take a rest."

Rong Hua just shook his head, and then continued to move.

Rong Hua didn't stop until it was dark, sweat was dripping from his smooth forehead.

He put away the sword, turned around and found that Yin Jing was still standing there, with a slight frown on her brows: "Why are you still standing here? Didn't you see that it was still snowing? What should you do if you have a cold? Your body is not good."

After speaking, he had already walked in front of Yin Jing, and wrapped her up, which was blown by the wind, for her.

A burst of fragrance wafted through the tip of the nose, and before Ronghua could react, someone gently brushed his forehead.

Yin Jingzai wiped the sweat off his forehead carefully, and couldn't help but find it funny to see that he was still in a daze.

"I just want to accompany you because I see you are working so hard, and I'm bored." The girl spoke in a soft voice, coupled with her clear and lively eyes, giving people a soft and clean feeling.

Rong Hua looked at her, his stern face slightly warmed, touched her hair, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yin Jing embraced Rong Hua's arm intimately, raised her head and said with a smile, "I'm already hungry, just waiting for you to say this!"

"You can tell me."

"No, I want to eat with you."

……

Jiang Ling is very popular in the sect, not only because of his good aptitude and senior brother, but also his cheerful and gentle temperament. After this experience, he has become more restrained and unfathomable.

After they finished eating, Rong Hua didn't leave, but let Yin Jing leave first, and he went to the dining room alone.

He picked the ingredients himself and started to make soup. He hadn't made it for a long time, and his technique was still very unfamiliar.

After trying to make it a few times, the taste was not satisfactory. He didn't make the most satisfying bowl of soup until the sky began to darken.

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