Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

As soon as Cha Jiu stepped into the main hall, he was forced to his knees by a strong internal force.

The voice of the Master of Wuji Hall was cold and ruthless: "Xuan Yue, you have become more and more bold during this period, and you have violated my orders over and over again!"

Chajiu was so suppressed that his knees almost dug into the ground.

"If I were to fight against the Master of Wuji Hall now, what would be my winning rate?" Cha Jiu felt as if mountains were pressing down on his shoulders and they were about to be crushed.

System: "Zero. The master of Wuji Hall has already mastered the ninth level of Qingxu Jue. If you just want to escape from her, that won't be a problem, but if you want to kill her, it's absolutely impossible."

Although the realm of the eighth and ninth levels of Qingxu Jue seems to be only one step away, the power of the two is not at the same level at all.

Cha Jiu still has the heart-eating Gu in his body, so naturally he can't just run away.

What's more, going through this suffering is not completely without benefits.

Xuan Canglan knows how to use bitter tricks, and so can she.

"I have received the kindness from the master of the palace for many years, and I have no second thoughts." Cha Jiu expressed his loyalty to the voice in the void.

It is said to be a favor, but in fact, the Lord Wuji adopted and taught Xuan Yue and was just used as a chess piece.

"So you still remember my kindness?"

Master Wuji snorted coldly, "I asked you to teach your disciples well, but you only favored Xuan Canglan and turned a blind eye to Xuan Baiyu. This time you even violated my order and forcibly cut off Xuan Baiyu's right arm!" "

Cha Jiu: "This subordinate acted recklessly and without regard for the consequences, and he was biased in teaching his disciples. I ask the Lord to punish me. I am willing to take the blame!"

Seeing that Cha Jiu had a good attitude towards admitting his mistake, the Master of Wuji Hall softened his tone.

"In that case, you should accept this 'zheng punishment'. When you go back, teach Xuan Baiyu well. If his martial arts makes no further progress, I will take it out on you."

Cha Jiu should be.

Sure enough, the person Wuji Hall Master cares about is Xuan Baiyu.

She even eagerly hoped that Xuan Baiyu would learn Qingxu Jue.

The system was puzzled: "But Master Wuji is already at the ninth level of Qingxu Jue, why doesn't he personally teach Xuan Baiyu?"

Chajiu: "Although Qingxu Jue is a top-level mental method, not many people can practice it safely. Do you remember Senior Brother Yu Bai? He became possessed when he entered the seventh level."

Looking around, the upper and lower floors of the high, spacious and empty main hall are all densely packed with stone doors to secret chambers.

These stone gates are designed to confuse people, and their purpose is to create an excellent honeycomb echo structure and confuse the true source of the secret sound.

The Master of Wuji Hall may be behind one of the doors.

Or maybe it's hidden in a more secret place.

"Ten years ago, the Master of Wuji Palace cultivated to the eighth level of Qingxu Jue, and then hid in the secret room all day long, only willing to talk to people through secret messages." Cha Jiu analyzed the system, "I suspect that even she herself has gone crazy. I am possessed by a demon, so I don’t want to see anyone.”

The system suddenly realized: "You are the only one in Wuji Palace who has cultivated to the eighth level safely, so she wants you to be Xuan Baiyu's leader!"

Suddenly, several doors to the secret room in front of him opened.

Eight white-clothed attendants with their eyes gouged out and their ears cut off sat behind the guzheng and began to play the instrument with both hands.

Although they couldn't see or hear, they played the guzheng in perfect harmony.

The first piano sound sounded, and Chajiu suddenly felt like something was about to move inside his body.

The system said solemnly: "It's 'Zheng torture'. They use the sound of the guzheng to play a special score to drive the heart-eating Gu in your body. The torturer will endure the pain of bone-eating and heart-gnawing, and the skin and flesh will feel like being cut by the strings of the zheng."

As soon as the system finished speaking, the second piano sound came.

Chajiu immediately felt the sharp pain that he would never forget.

It was as if countless millipedes with small hooks crawled out of the heart and bone marrow, wreaking havoc on the soft organs and flesh.

They bit, pulled, and shattered every inch of Chajiu's meridians and flesh, causing her pain so much that she couldn't even scream.

The system urgently reduced the pain level of Chajiu's whole body: "Okay, okay, I have reduced the pain to [-]%. Now you just need to pretend to be in pain."

A tacit agreement has been reached to unite one person.

So in the next hour, Cha Jiu gave accurate feedback based on the severe pain he felt at first.

She watched with her own eyes as the poisonous insects swam under her smooth and flawless skin, gnawing at her flesh and blood, and even causing squirming bulges to appear on her skin.

Wherever the Gu insect passes by, a scar of bright red blood will form, as if being cut by a string.

As the piano played faster, Cha Jiu had more and more blood stains on his body, and there was no good skin on his body.

Master Wuji admired Cha Jiu's "unbearable pain" and was very satisfied and disappeared into the secret room.

The blind and deaf servants in white were also taken away.

Chajiu lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, stroking the sweat on his forehead from working so hard during the performance.

The system breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll help you block out all the pain."

"Thank you, Atong." Chajiu, who was lying on the ground, was still busy chatting, "My last mission system was the abuse system. It only cared about whether I was in enough pain."

The system sympathizes: "Then you are so pitiful..."

"But the only good thing about it is that it won't secretly exchange my points for electronic melon seeds."

system:"!"

It was discovered!

At this time, the door of the main hall was opened.

Against the light, Chajiu looked up.

Linglongyu crossed her arms and looked at her with gloating.

Xuan Canglan stood aside, his face pale.

……

Originally, the attack of the heart-eating Gu was an unbearable pain.

This time, the Master of Wuji Hall not only refused to give the antidote, but also used "zheng torture" to aggravate the pain of the poisonous attack, causing Cha Jiu to lie in bed for two months.

Xuan Canglan didn't even go to the training of the Tsing Yi Shi, and came over every day to take care of Cha Jiu.

Even though Cha Jiu never spoke to him, she never looked at him seriously.

He also enjoyed it as much as he could eat it, waiting for him every day.

"Master, this is the medicinal porridge I made. It is good for replenishing blood and improving qi, and it is not bitter. Please try it." Xuan Canglan placed the white porcelain bowl on the table beside Chajiu.

Cha Jiu turned over a page and ignored him.

Xuan Canglan stepped aside and waited quietly.

After a while, Cha Jiu reached out and picked up a bowl of porridge from the table.

But it wasn't the bowl cooked by Xuan Canglan, but another bowl that the servant had cooked earlier.

She ate slowly, and the slight frown showed that she was not satisfied with the bowl of porridge.

Xuan Canglan's eyes dimmed.

She would rather drink the unappetizing cold porridge than taste the medicinal food he brought.

Chajiu finished eating quickly and put the bowl back on the table.

Xuan Canglan took away the untouched medicated porridge and the empty bowl, but because he was absent-minded, he knocked over the hot medicated porridge.

The back of his hand was suddenly burned red.

Xuan Canglan subconsciously raised his head to look at Cha Jiu.

The other person was still concentrating on reading and didn't seem to care about his injury.

If it were before...

The main body consciousness sighed in his mind: "If it were before, the protector would be very concerned about us and find some ointment for burns."

Xuan Canglan lowered his head, ready to bend down to clean up the debris and stains on the ground.

"Xuan Canglan." Cha Jiu suddenly spoke.

Xuan Canglan froze and responded quickly: "Master, I am here."

"Don't come here anymore." Cha Jiu said calmly, "You are no longer my apprentice."

The string that had been tightening in Xuan Canglan's mind snapped with a snap.

His mind went blank, and he blurted out instinctively: "Why?"

"You are not suitable to be my apprentice."

"Master, please clarify."

"There is no need to give a reason." Cha Jiu smiled at him, "If I like you, you are suitable. If I don't like you, you are no longer suitable. There is no reason."

Her words were extremely arbitrary, as if the efforts and future of everyone in the world were not worth mentioning in her eyes.

As long as the person is in line with her heart, she can bestow all her love on him and satisfy him no matter what he wants.

And even if the people she ignores are thrown into hell innocently, she will not look at them twice or frown.

The sensitive Xuan Canglan was immediately brought back to the fear of her previous life by her attitude.

The fear of being abandoned for no reason, of hope gradually being annihilated in despair.

really.

Even if he is ahead of Xuan Baiyu in this life, he cannot replicate the other person's enviable life.

He will always be abandoned by his master.

He is always...unloved.