The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 373 One Day as a Teacher [51]

"..." He pursed his lips slightly, and said, "As a teacher, I just don't help her."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows: "It's just that I don't help? Master has to step on her to make me feel at ease."

She made no secret of her malice towards Liu Lianyi, just like Liu Lianyi did to her back then.

There was a smirk in her eyes, like ripples slowly rippling on the surface of a mirrored lake, light as a feather passing by, but extraordinarily lingering and intoxicating.

For some reason, Chang Fan frowned slightly, his cold eyebrows and eyes were snow-colored.

"She let me live in the most shabby house, but Master doesn't care; if she wants to hurt me and seize the pill, Master doesn't care; Master only gives her partiality and love, why has he ever cared for me?" Shen Lang lowered his eyes, his tone was stagnant, "Because of her punishing me, scolding me, and imprisoning me in confinement, the master is not left alone. This disciple is stupid, and I really can't bear the favor of the master."

Her words were icy cold, which made his heart also cold.

He almost felt that he was hallucinating, and his eyes became a little dazed: "You...do you want to be a teacher so much?"

Shen Lang smiled softly: "It's not that I want to think so, it's Master who did it, so I can only think so."

"..." Chang Fan suddenly closed his eyes, his brows and eyes were extremely cold, and he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I didn't favor her. From the beginning to the end, you are the only one in my heart."

Shen Lang asked back: "Then Master did it for me? Anyone can say it, right?"

Chang Fan was hurt by the bright sneer in her eyes, raised his hand to cover her eyes slowly, and said in a low voice, "I can do it. What do you want me to do?"

"Expose her." Shen Lang had a cold light in his eyes, felt the cool touch of his palm, and said softly, "All the souls of her subordinates who died unjustly will be avenged."

"..." Chang Fan didn't expect that she would know this, he was startled immediately, then he pursed his thin lips slightly, and said, "I'm afraid I can't."

"Why?"

"She has great luck, and the way of heaven has already wiped away the traces of her evil deeds."

"Isn't Master helping the evildoers?" Shen Lang was displeased.

"Yes." Chang Fan admitted so simply and swiftly that she couldn't help being surprised, tilted her head, and asked in a questioning tone: "Is that how you admit it?"

"Why don't you dare to admit it?" Chang Fan asked her back, his eyes were as deep as ink, "As long as you stay by my side obediently, I will not help her anymore. What she did will slowly come to light."

Hearing his low voice, Shen Lang paused, then ruthlessly brushed away his hand and said, "It's a pity that Master doesn't know, I was born to make you fall."

It's a pity that you are full of affection, you might as well feed the dog.

The cool smile in her heart was rolling and complacent, and she even looked at him with a bit of contempt, "I didn't expect Master to be so inconstant, but with a little hook, I am willing to give my heart to you with both hands." up."

Chang Fan's eyelids trembled slightly, and he wanted to speak, but was interrupted by her abruptly standing on tiptoe.

She leaned into his ear and smiled softly: "Master doesn't know yet, right? I originally... wanted to kill Master. It's a pity that you are too easy to seduce, and there is no challenge at all."

Chang Fan's pupils shrank sharply, his brows and eyes were suddenly covered with the color of ice and snow, and a few traces of scarlet and scorching sparks popped out of his pupils.

However, Shen Lang was still provoking recklessly, "If Senior Sister Liu knew that Master was so seductive, she might have to live in Lengming Palace by any means? Speaking of which——Bringing me into Liuxian Peak back then, Isn't it Master who made himself a cocoon?"

"Yes, I'm the cocoon that binds me." After a moment of silence, he suddenly sneered, grabbed her jade-white chin, and forced her to look at him with a look of resentment in his eyes. I like my apprentice."

This was the first time Shen Lang saw him like this, and it was far from the cold and pure image of a fairy.

Only then did she completely believe that what Zuo Yi said to her turned out to be true—in order to avenge his mother, Chang Fan, who had fallen into a demon, committed a killing spree, causing corpses everywhere and blood flowing like rivers.

Shen Lang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still said expressionlessly: "Master let me go, this marriage fell through. So far, the bridge and the bridge have nothing to do with each other."

"You dare." Chang Fan's hand subconsciously exerted a little more force, her jaw was almost crushed, until he saw her painful, trembling face in his eyes, and he suddenly relaxed his strength.

Shen Lang raised his hand and knocked his hand away. After a clear snap, she sneered and said, "Master, what else do you want to say? If you don't have any disciples, you will leave first."

Turning to leave.

In fact, she just wanted to find an excuse to push back the marriage. As for the excuse, it didn't matter at all.

"The truth will come out when I tell you what my teacher said, why don't you believe me?" He suddenly grabbed her and held her snow-white wrist tightly, "Could it be that an outsider can make you abandon what you promised to be a teacher?"

Chang Fan couldn't accept this inexplicable reason, and couldn't even understand it.

Shen Lang didn't have time to waste time with him, so he simply turned his head and said, "Master, is he really going to argue with me here? There are a lot of people coming and going."

Chang Fan paused slightly, the emotion in his eyes was incomprehensible, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, "Do you really want to separate yourself from being a teacher and a student?"

Shen Lang didn't say a word, he just exerted strength on his own, trying to break free from his hand.

Chang Fan's eyes were dimmed, and they clenched tighter, and he didn't let go of anything.

The two actually started to compete secretly, but Chang Fan didn't dare to make a real move, for fear of hurting her.

Finally, Shen Lang said angrily: "Let go!"

Chang Fan pursed his lips, stood upright, and his unwavering dark eyes showed his attitude.

Shen Lang cursed: "Don't force your aunt to stab you with a hairpin!"

"You won't." After a pause, he stared at her closely and said, "You don't want to."

Shen Lang let out a hoot, red light flashed on his fingertips, and a phoenix hairpin that was dripping blood all over his body appeared in his hand. The next moment, he directly measured it around his neck, and said in a threatening tone, "Do you want to let go?"

Chang Fan remained motionless.

Shen Lang sneered in his heart, after all he overestimated him and thought he could be promising.

The next moment, she moved directly, Fengzan broke through the air and swiped sharply - Changfan's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this, something flashed in his eyes very quickly, and after the crackling sound, everything returned to silence.

"..." Shen Lang was dumbfounded.

Why are he and others okay?
Isn't her big phoenix hairpin a peerless artifact for collecting souls?Why didn't she react at all to him?

She stared at him fiercely, grabbed his collar, and asked on tiptoe, "What did you do?"

Chang Fan frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled: "What have you ever done?"

"Then why is my phoenix hairpin useless?"

"I don't know." He smiled inexplicably, "You haven't seen me do it, so naturally I haven't done it. As for the result of whether it works, is it important?"

Shen Lang always felt that there was something in his words.

(End of this chapter)