I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

Shen Yujin has a tall figure, her plain white lining glows with a faint silvery glow against the swaying candlelight, and her whole body is filled with mist.

A gust of sea breeze blew in suddenly, ruffling his slightly damp black hair and causing his clothes to fly.

It was unknown whether he was too tall or too thin, which gave Jiang Lijiu the illusion that he would be blown away at any time.

He was so frightened that he quickly ran over and sealed the carved window, "Master, is it cold or not? Do you feel any discomfort?"

There was no response from behind.

Suddenly looking back, he saw Shen Yujin standing close and silent.

"Master?"

"Ah."

He nods.

He immediately turned around and walked to the table, sat down, and waved, "Come here for dinner. Master, I didn't forget that Xiao Jiu'er said that I need to take medicine later."

Jiang Lijiu frowned, feeling that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't explain it.

Seeing that the inner clothes at his shoulders were soaked with water droplets from the ends of his hair, he sighed softly, "It's very windy here near the sea. Why doesn't Master dry his hair before coming out?"

Before he finished speaking, a cleaning spell was cast to dispel the dampness and coldness on his body.

She walked forward slowly, sat down next to Shen Yujin, filled a bowl of white porridge and handed it over, "My apprentice's cooking skills are average. Master, please eat something. After drinking the medicine, go to bed early."

"it is good."

Shen Yujin responded happily.

After the meal, whatever she put in the bowl was eaten by him slowly.

There's something wrong with being so well-behaved!

Until he picked up the bowl and drank the task he had to complete every day.

Jiang Lijiu took out a candy from the ring and was about to put it to his lips when the person in front of him frowned, and with a "pop", the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly grabbed Shen Yujin's slender wrist, "Master, don't move, let the disciple pick it up."

The burning sensation passed between her fingers made her heart skip a beat. Even though she was careful, she still couldn't escape.

"I have a fever and feel unwell. Master, why are you pretending that nothing is wrong?"

"Don't worry, my teacher is not..."

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Lijiu felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. She lowered her long eyelashes and saw her master's originally pale and sickly face with a hint of blush.

His eyes were lightly closed, and his dark eyelashes were shadowed by the candlelight, trembling slightly.

Forget it if you can't cultivate immortality. A cultivator who has lost his spiritual roots will have a worse body than a mortal!

Thinking of this, her phoenix eyes flashed with determination.

In this industry in Yin Yang City, even if there are many difficulties, we still have to obtain the divine roots in the secret realm from many competitors!

After thinking clearly, he no longer hesitated, and directly picked up the light person and walked to the bed, "Master, go sleep on the bed."

After tucking Shen Yujin into bed, he was about to turn around and clean up the debris on the ground when he suddenly felt his wrist tightening and being held tightly.

"Master? What's wrong?" Jiang Lijiu turned around and saw that the man on the couch had opened his eyes.

However, the expression in those narrow eyes was one of confusion and extremely complicated sadness.

Shen Yujin looked at her for a long time, making people feel that he had a lot to say, but in the end he only said two words, "Don't leave."

Jiang Lijiu pursed her lips and said, "Disciple, go pack your things. I'll be back soon. I won't leave."

After listening to her explanation, the strength on her wrist did not loosen at all, but tightened a bit. What came into her ears were stubborn and domineering words, "You don't need to do anything, I will do it later."

He didn't call himself a teacher?

Just when she was stunned, she was pulled into the bed and fell into the brocade quilt.

The next second, two hands with sharp joints imprisoned her slender wrists on both sides of her head, and a breath that could not be ignored came to her face, making her unable to retreat.

"Master... Master?"

"Xiao Jiu'er, you called me wrong."

"???"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment.

Seeing her expression, Shen Yujin's lips curved in a happy arc.

His lips kissed the center of her eyebrows lightly, leaving a burning warmth. His clear voice was a little hoarse, and he coaxed her in a low voice, "Be good, call me husband."

Jiang Lijiu blinked and wanted to reach out to touch his forehead, but was suppressed.

He didn't dare to use his spiritual power on him.

This man is too weak, I am afraid that he will be hurt accidentally.

She was in a dilemma, so she didn't pay attention to the dark and boundless coldness in the eyes of the person in front of her.

Her chin was suddenly pinched, forcing her to raise her head and listen to his every word, "Who is Xiao Jiuer thinking about again?"

"Master, you..."

Jiang Lijiu originally wanted to say, "Don't make trouble."

But unexpectedly, a hand as long as jade covered his mouth.

"Huh~"

The man's laughter was cold and crazy.

The ink-dyed hair fell down, carrying the naturally charming fragrance across her cheeks, leaving an itch.

Shen Yujin's contours were approaching inch by inch, and she whispered, "Xiao Jiu'er doesn't think about Yuan Zhen, but thinks about Changxian Immortal Lord again?"

Long string?

Jiang Lijiu was stunned.

She had heard of this name before, referring to a being who had turned into a god at the age of only a hundred years ago.

Su Yuling, who was also known as the reincarnation of the Sword Fairy, was the master who came to ask for help. Later, she died unexpectedly and Changxian also disappeared.

As a result, the position of the Immortal Lord remained vacant for decades, and it was not until Yuan Zhen turned into a god within a hundred years that he could replace the Sword Lord of the Cultivation World!

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked directly at the unconscious person. She couldn't help but think of the dream in Lihua Village where her master didn't want to wake up.

Did this person think of her as Su Yuling?

Suddenly he laughed angrily, his slender eyes turned slightly red, and he replied coldly, "Yes!"

"Su Yuling misses Yuan Zhen and Changxian, but she doesn't miss you Shen Yujin. Don't you stop tormenting yourself and live a good life?"

Jiang Lijiu's eyes were getting redder and redder, and his voice was choked with sobs.

Shen Yujin's back stiffened.

Those pair of dark pupils were like black gems that suddenly shattered, on the verge of collapse.

He slowly withdrew and sat silently aside. The clarity and confusion in his eyes were intertwined and he was struggling endlessly.

Jiang Lijiu couldn't bear to look at it anymore and regretted that she shouldn't care about the patient. Sure enough, she couldn't control it when Su Yuling was mentioned.

So he stood up, hugged the person in his arms, and patted his straight back, "Master, don't think about the past anymore. You can't chase what happened yesterday. Your disciple will be with you for the rest of your life."

"Xiao Jiu'er?"

Shen Yujin slowly stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid of being left behind.

Jiang Lijiu nodded, "Disciple is here."

"Master just now..."

"Master is sick and talking nonsense. He is fine now. Everything has his disciples, don't be afraid."

"it is good."

"You should rest if you are sick."

Shen Yujin was pressed into the quilt, and Jiang Lijiu raised her slender white fingers, smoothed a strand of hair on the side of his face, and tucked it behind his ear.

Then he touched his forehead.

She added: "Disciple, go make some medicine while Master takes a nap."

Just as she turned around, a huge thunder exploded, causing the whole house to tremble.

Even though the doors and windows were closed tightly, there was still a hint of coolness mixed with the smell of sea coming through the cracks, and the flames on the candlesticks danced.

Thinking of the little Taoist nun's words, Jiang Lijiu didn't intend to see what was going on. He raised his hand and cast a few talismans to block the intrusion of the wind and cold outside.

After doing this, he collected the broken crumbs on the floor and walked towards the small kitchen.

The small stove emits an everlasting light, and the warm golden glow shines on her beautiful face, which makes people feel peaceful.

Shen Yujin walked barefoot and leaned against the door. The paranoia in his eyes instantly dissipated, turning into the gentleness of the water of Liaoyan Lake being blown by the breeze.