Immortal, save me!

Those who had bullied him are all dead. How clean the world is. No one will ever call him a bastard or a bastard. No one will ever covet him or torture him!

He hugged his master, Wen Junyao, and smelled his unique scent. His tone was very low, like a lover's murmur: "Master, if I have done anything wrong, tell me." It won't change.

He curled up the corners of his lips and was thinking, his red lips pressed against the master's ear, and he couldn't help but put it in his mouth. He felt the master's trembling body. His eyes were filled with evil meaning, but he half-closed his eyes and stepped back. , the corners of his eyes were tinged with a thin red, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes set off a startling look.

He quietly looked at the somewhat absent-minded Wen Junyao, his handsome face magnified in the other person's eyes, and finally touched his soft lips, cautiously testing them, just like his poor life experience.

Wen Junyao came back to his senses, noticed the touch on his lips, and raised his hand to push the person away.

As if he had expected it, Wang Youyin hugged him tightly, making him unable to move. He changed his mouth from being cautious before, and the tip of his tongue touched the seam of his lips, attacking the ground in his mouth. You just looked so pitiful, he was clearly a bad wolf.

Wen Junyao felt regretful in his heart, hating that he had fallen into this guy's trick and was forced to tangle with him.

Fortunately, the traitor left quickly. Just when he was about to lose ground, his subordinate's voice came from outside the door.

"grown ups."

Wang Youyin paused and raised his head slightly, looking at the half-dressed master and the real anger in his eyes.

He licked his red lips, and unfortunately stood up from Wen Junyao. His red clothes hung on his body, revealing a piece of fair skin.

"Master, wait here obediently for your disciple."

Wen Junyao stood up and wiped his red and swollen lips with the back of his hand: "Get out!"

Wang Youyin curled her lips and sneered: "Ha."

He turned around and walked out slowly, not worried about Wen Junyao's escape at all. This building was specially restricted by him, and the master could not escape no matter what.

Wang Youyin leaned against the wall with his slender body, glancing at his subordinates with half-closed eyes: "What's the matter?"

Subordinate: "Sir, there are several people claiming to be your junior sister and junior brother who are clamoring to see you."

Wang Youyin said expressionlessly: "Send it away."

The subordinate broke out in cold sweat and said cautiously: "I've dismissed the young one, but..."

Wang Youyin sneered: "Where are they?"

This is not the Fairy Continent. If he dies inexplicably, he can't be blamed.

"County office."

Wang Youyin stood up straight, his red clothes fluttering, like an immortal riding the wind back. The next moment, his slender and beautiful figure was gone.

In the county government office, Meng Ziyue and others were waiting for Wang Youyin to appear. They had different expressions and thoughts.

There was obvious joy and excitement on Meng Ziyue's face, while Cheng Yu pursed his lips and said nothing. His face was gloomy, but there was a little expectation in his heart. He was expecting Meng Ziyue to be rejected and then give up completely. Chu Xueying was surrounding Cheng Yu. , talked to him with a smile, and there was a little anticipation on his face about meeting Wang Youyin. Yang Ding looked at her and nodded in agreement no matter what she said. As for Lu Chunting, Zhengxiang was chewing chicken legs in his hand and looked closely. There was a bag hanging on his body, and Lu Chunting took out various foods from it from time to time.

At this time, the wind suddenly started blowing in the courtyard. When they looked up, a touch of red clothes appeared in front of their eyes.

Wang Youyin lay lazily on his side on the soft chair, supporting his head with one hand, looking at them sideways, the corners of his lips seemed to be hooked but not hooked. At first glance, he looked cold, but he was no different from the portrait.

"looking for me?"

It's best to come to him if you really have something to do, otherwise, he doesn't know if he will do something impatiently, such as throwing more fresh food to the fish in the pond...

When Meng Ziyue saw him appearing, her eyes lit up and she said happily: "Senior brother!"

The corners of Wang You's labia raised a slight arc, and he looked at her with faint eyes: "Junior Sister Meng, is something wrong?"

A blush appeared on Meng Ziyue's face, and she looked at him with wandering eyes. When her eyes touched his slightly open collar, her face became even more shy and timid: "Senior brother, I, we want to find you to practice together..."

Her hands were clasped nervously in her sleeves, and she was annoyed that she couldn't speak well at the critical moment.

"Experience?" Wang Youyin seemed to have heard something funny. The corners of his lips widened, but his smile could not reach his eyes.

"Does Junior Sister Meng have some misunderstanding about me? With my cultivation level, do I still need to practice with you?"

After Wang Youyin finished speaking, the expressions of several people suddenly changed. Cheng Yu pointed angrily at him. He even said the word "you" and let out a cry of pain, but his entire arm was broken and hung weakly by his side. .

Meng Ziyue and others looked at him worriedly: "Brother, your arm..."

Cheng Yu shook his head: "It's okay, I can still bring him back."

Chu Xueying looked at Wang Youyin angrily and frowned slightly. Just as she was about to say something, Wang Youyin's eyes swept over her. Chu Xueying's body trembled and she lowered her head in silence.

Wang Youyin sneered when he saw this and looked at them expressionlessly: "This time it's just a warning. If anyone points their finger at me next time, I don't need my hand!"

A few people dared to be angry but dared not speak. Meng Ziyue moved her lips: "Senior brother..."

Wang Youyin was too lazy to look at them. His eyes were empty, but he was using his spiritual power in one hand. The trees in the courtyard rustled, and countless leaves fell off and spun rapidly in the air, but turned into powder when he got close to Wang Youyin. .

The voice was vague: "Is there anything else?"

Should he take the opportunity to kill them? If he kills them, no flies will come to him. If he kills them...will the master be unhappy? To kill or not to kill?

Wang Youyin was inexplicably excited, his eyes were slightly red, and he glanced at a few people, tilting his head and waiting for their answers, but all the malice radiated from his body, making people terrified.

Meng Ziyue and the others were obviously frightened, except for a certain humanoid idiot who was inexperienced in the world.

Lu Chunting stepped out of the crowd and looked at him with clean eyes: "Senior brother, do you want to come with us?"

Wang Youyin looked at him in surprise, as if looking at a strange species: "Why should I be with you? Do you have anything worthy of me being with you?"

Lu Chunting looked at him steadily and said for a long time: "Brother, you are sick and you need to be cured."

Wang Youyin paused, and finally got up from the couch. He didn't care about losing half of his clothes. He just walked to Lu Chunting and stood still. His hand with clear joints lifted Lu Chunting's chin, and his eyes were dangerous and he said: "Junior brother, tell me , Senior brother, what's wrong with me? If I said it wrong..." His fingers slid down and placed on the young man's slender and beautiful neck, and he put a little force on his hand: "Your life is mine."

Lu Chunting didn't panic at all, and said calmly: "Senior brother is sick here." After saying that, he raised his hand and placed it on Wang Youyin's heart, and continued: "Senior brother, have you forgotten that I am a plum blossom demon? There are thousands of plum blossoms in the world, and senior brother is a killer. If you don’t kill me.”

The angle of Wang You's labia dropped. He took a step back, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his hands and the chest touched by Lu Chunting.

unlucky!

He lay back on the soft couch again, his eyes were sleepy, and he said to others: "You go away, don't come to me again."

Lu Chunting looked at him: "Senior brother's illness can't be cured?"

Wang Youyin closed his eyes: "I'm not sick."

Lu Chunting insisted: "Yes, senior brother must restrain his desire to kill."

Wang Youyin said coldly: "Get out!"

Several people struggled to "get out". Meng Ziyue looked at Lu Chunting hesitantly and asked: "Junior brother, senior brother... what disease is he suffering from?"

Lu Chunting touched his still hungry belly and thought: "Senior brother is sick in his heart and body. I can only tell that he is sick, but I don't know what the disease is."

When Meng Ziyue heard this, she couldn't help but worry about Wang Youyin. She even wondered if her senior brother's indifference to her was due to his illness.

She couldn't help but recall the first time she met Wang Youyin. At that time, she was still the senior sister of Tianyan Sect, and none of her peers in the sect were more talented than her.

One day, Uncle Wen, who often went out, brought back a child. He was seven or eight years old, pretty and cute. He pulled Uncle Wen's sleeves and stood there without hiding, letting people look at him.

Uncle Wen took him to test his talent, and the dazzling light illuminated everyone's eyes. It turned out to be a talent even better than hers.

Listening to the remarks of everyone in the Tianyan Sect, he stood there unmoved, with no joy on his face, only indifference to everything.

The sect master asked him to choose his master. His eyes moved, he looked at Uncle Wen steadily, and said the first sentence firmly: "I choose him."

The apprentices looked at him with regret. No matter how much they tried to persuade him, they couldn't change his mind, so they had no choice but to agree, but asked him to study at other peaks so as not to waste his talent.

For some reason, she fell in love with her new junior brother and often paid attention to him. Knowing that he rarely went out except to study in other peaks, she went to him with the fun and delicious food she found, but he didn't like her. , was extremely indifferent to her, and even avoided seeing her when Uncle Wen was away.

He is really talented and smart. No matter what he learns, it is easy. His cultivation progresses very quickly and he soon catches up with her. She is happy for him and often goes to see him, but he has been practicing and only has literary skills. He would only come out and walk around when his uncle came back, but more often than not, he would stand in front of the sect and watch the back of his uncle Wen as he left, while she stood not far away and watched his startling figure.

I don’t know when Wang Youyin changed. He liked to wear red clothes and often smiled, although the smile was very cold. Later, Uncle Wen left again and has not returned to the sect until now. Wang Youyin also became The chief disciple of Tianyan Sect has been in seclusion all year round and disappeared from her sight.

If it was really because of illness that he became like this, she would believe it. She didn't know what he had gone through, but she had seen the scars on his body when he was young, which made people pity him.

She thought about Senior Uncle Wen who could easily cause his senior brother's emotional changes. Would he know what disease his senior brother was suffering from? But he had been gone for more than a hundred years, and she didn't know where he was.

Her expression dropped, but Lu Chunting said: "Senior Brother's mental illness may still be cured, but I don't know about the physical illness."