Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3442 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (33)

  Duanyuan Peak,

  Yu Chen just one thought, the two people disappeared from where they were for the next second, and the next second they appeared directly in Broken Abyss Peak.

  The red-clothed girl looked at the immortal scenery in front of her. She curled her lips and smiled, looking at Yu Chen, with a sloppy banter: "This gentleman never accepts disciples?"

  The young fairy was indifferent, "My bet has agreed to your gambling agreement."

  Ranbai raised her eyebrows, which meant it was unclear.

  There were only two of them in the huge Broken Abyss Peak, and Yu Chen arranged a place for Ranbai to stay very close to him.

  "Master." Ranbai finally asked what she hadn't asked. She pondered for two seconds and said, "Is there no third living person here?"

  Yu Chen replied in a low voice: "Duanyuan Peak prohibits strangers from entering or leaving."

  "……"

  Yes, yes.

  Xianjun’s voice is cold and empty: “Duanyuan Peak is not another place. Don’t be unscrupulous.”

  Ranbai gave a careless hum, and didn't listen much.

"As a disciple of Duanyuan, you should deny yourself and return to rituals and abide by the fairy rules." Xianjun glanced at her coldly, knowing what Ranbai was thinking, and his tone was calm: "This monarch will take you to understand the fairy rules of Duanyuan one by one. Until you back upside down."

   "Hmm." Ran Bai nodded subconsciously, and after a second or two pauses, he carefully considered what Yu Chen had just said, "Huh?"

   Abide by the fairy rules?

  Back to life?

  Kill her? ?

  She looked at Xueyi’s slender figure, saw him look serious and indifferent, and smiled a little, "...Xiangui, no need."

  "You are the only apprentice under the seat of the king, how can you not know the fairy rules of Duanyuan." Yu Chen answered calmly.

  Dyeing white suddenly feels a bit tricky.

  Is it too late for her to rebel against her teacher?

  Duanyuan Peak is very large, and at first glance, it feels a bit empty and lonely, isolated from the world.

  Only Xianjun lived here for several years, cold-hearted and deserted.

  In this way, it is not surprising that this character is now.

  Ranbai never expected that on the first day she came to the teacher's door, she turned out to be familiar with the fairy rules.

   is terrible.

  Book Collection Pavilion,

  One floor,

  Wooden bookcases are arranged in rows, ancient and modern books can be seen in the world, a bit of ancient charm.

Sunlight came in from the outside, light golden mottled floating on the ground, the fairy in white knelt and sat in front of the pear blossom wooden table, the end of his back was straight and solemn, and he was always expressionless and indifferent, even in the halo, there was no warmth. It's like the snow and ice that never melts all year round.

Opposite him sat a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, red-robed and glamorous, lying lazily on the table, her face buried in her arms, her figure covered with hazy light and shadow. Leaning down like a beautiful bow, the arm resting on the table is pressed against the messy paper scattered on countless fairy rules, the black hair and blue silk hanging down behind him, a strand of black long hair winding on the table, It was lined with white paper and black characters, almost melted into the light and shadow, showing a strong youthful spirit, lazy and perverse.

The girl lay there like boneless, like a cat, playing with a brush that Xianjun placed aside with one hand, turning out a circle of beautiful afterimages in her hand, provoking the correct calligraphy of Xianjun Pingping Glanced at her.

  Yan Bai blinked her eyes innocently.

  Yu Chen wrote on the rice paper and said calmly: "Sit up straight."

  Ranbaili is bold and arrogant: "I'm tired after sitting for so long."

   "Can't you lie down for a while." She muttered in a low voice, with a lazy and pleasant voice: "Master, please be relaxed."

Just after the word fell, Yu Chen’s snow-colored sleeves were hanging lightly, half covering the white wrist bones, and the hand holding the brush was clearly articulated. The eyelashes were slender and the pupils were very cold. His fingertips paused, "In that case, it should be. It's cooked."

   "Back." His eyes are calm and indifferent, without any emotions, meaning a bright moon and a clear breeze.

  Red Demon Xiu took a deep breath, calmed down, and gave a sincere suggestion: "Should Master teach me some swordsmanship?"

  Yu Chen remained indifferent, only spit out one word: "Back."

Lord Demon, who had fallen into the Xuanqing Sect’s immortal rules, pressed the tip of her tongue against the tip of Xuebai’s teeth, her peach blossom eyes were strange and coquettish, staring straight at Yu Chen, she suddenly laughed, and she licked her slender. At the corner of his lips, he was holding the tabletop with one hand and approaching the white fairy in front of him, the distance getting closer.

  And the young fairy did not change his expression, let it be indifferent, and lowered his eyes to practice calligraphy.

  They are separated by an inch.

  Ranbai stopped, she took a look at Yu Chen, and then casually glanced at the calligraphy on the rice paper. The pen is sharp and sharp. Don't have a strong character. Does this still need to be practiced?

boring.

   Dyeing the corners of her lips, she stretched out her hand boldly and pressed the wrist of Yu Chen's pen, with the white and cold sleeves under her hand, her wrist bones were slightly hard to touch, and she smiled and said, "Are there any rewards for the back?"

Yu Chen was forced to stop his movements. He quietly raised his eyes, his eyes facing each other, Xianjun's eyes were not the coldness that refused to be thousands of miles away at the beginning, nor the lazy and impetuous arrogance, but they were like a lonely moon in the mountains. , The still water flows deep, revealing the indifferent coolness, and there is an indescribable sense of distance, as if no matter how close he is, he is still amiable.

  A pair of beautiful eyes, but unfortunately there is no emotion.

   "Let go."

  His voice is cold and unwavering.

   "Well, I'm your apprentice now, or the only one." The girl had curled eyebrows and raised her chin. There was a sloppy and arrogant anger, "Master, can't you not be so indifferent?"

  Yu Chen said in a low voice, “Respect the teacher and respect the way, do you still need my master to teach you?”

   "That's too rigid and amiable." Ran Bai tilted her head, irrational and strong. What she said from her mouth always seemed to be justified, "I'm exchanging feelings with the master."

Yu Chen lowered his eyes indifferently, his clear pupils reflected the slender fingers pressing on his wrists, his wrists flipped, running spiritual power, but the momentary movements revealed the relentless oppression of the road, as if there was wind rushing, and directly shook open. Girl's hand!

  Yan Bai increased his strength in the next second, and the five fingers gathered and tightened Yu Chen's thin wrist, and the finger bones became pale pale.

  The two played a few tricks on the table.

  The aura of operation is strong and sharp, and it directly lifts the rice paper on the table!

  Yu Chen controlled his strength, and the rice paper floating in the air between the thoughts was fixed together, and then steadily landed on the pear wood table.

   "Article 79 of the Duanyuan Immortal Regulations, you must not fight at will." With a sigh, she retracted her hand, raised her eyebrows and smiled and said, "Master, you seem to violate the Duanyuan Immortal Regulations."

  "It seems that you are familiar with memorizing it." The brush in Yu Chen's hand remained motionless, and the falling voice was cold: "Continue."

   "If I can really carry it all back..." Dye Bai held up his delicate chin, thoughtfully: "Isn't there anymore to touch the fairy rules in the future?"

  Xianjun looked at her calmly, then nodded coldly.

  Ranbai laughed, and when she raised her eyebrows, she brought out a bit of cynical scorn, unassuming, non-retroverted, casual and lazy, "Okay, Master, please listen carefully."

  　 Master large-scale face slap on-site ing, and then open a copy, the master and apprentice married and so on, it is very emotional hhhc

  (End of this chapter)