After entering the book, he played the cannon fodder villain and got out of his way

In the end, Shen Yibai did not return to the Seven Killing Sect. He was brought back by Shen Yifan to the courtyard where they lived before.

Ye Mei'er was sent back to the Seven Killing Sect by Shen Yibai. He was still worried that Ling Chenxiao's affairs would be known by Sha Qiandao.

Shen Yibai reluctantly followed Shen Yifan back to his courtyard. He actually wanted to return to the Seven Killing Sect, but he knew Shen Yifan's character. If he didn't follow him at this time, he would be served by the blood poisoning.

"Are you really here so late just for your subordinate?" Shen Yifan asked.

It’s not that he didn’t believe it, he just wanted to hear something else from Shen Yibai.

Shen Yibai is so smart, he knows what Shen Yifan wants to hear right away.

"Actually the main reason is that I missed you, so I came back to see you. If you hadn't come just now, I would have come to see you when I came out from the young master's place."

Shen Yibai looked at Shen Yifan with great sincerity. This kid has been like this since he was young. He loves to listen to such meaningless words.

"Really?" Shen Yifan raised a smile.

How could he not know that Shen Yibai was talking nonsense? If someone hadn't discovered him sneaking in, Shen Yibai would have run away long ago.

"It's absolutely true!" Shen Yibai said.

"Just coming back to take a look?" Shen Yifan asked again.

"No, no, no, I plan to stay." Shen Yibai felt like he was about to break.

"Then stay here!" Shen Yifan said with a smile.

Shen Yibai was speechless. Didn’t you insist that I stay here?

It sounds like I have to stay.

Although I have known him for such a long time, I still have new experiences every time.

Let him experience all kinds of discomfort.

Shen Yifan looked at Shen Yibai and found a long wound on his face.

Shen Yibai saw that he was staring at him and was a little confused: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Shen Yifan reached out and touched the wound on Shen Yibai's cheek. Shen Yibai felt a little pain when his slightly calloused hand touched the wound.

He remembered that he was accidentally scratched by Qu Shui today, but later because he was worried about Ling Chenxiao's disappearance, he was so anxious to come to Xuanming Sect to inquire about the situation that he forgot about the injury on his face.

The wound was very thin and Shen Yibai no longer felt any pain.

But when Shen Yifan touched me like this, I felt some pain again for some reason.

He reached out and grabbed Shen Yifan's hand to stop him from touching him any further: "I'm fine, I just scratched it accidentally."

"Does it hurt?" Shen Yifan's voice was emotionless. Shen Yibai didn't know why. He wanted to say it didn't hurt, but the words turned into "It hurts~"

Maybe it was just a habit of being hypocritical. After all, I was used to throwing tantrums and making trouble in front of him.

Seeing that he looked a little aggrieved, Shen Yifan frowned and asked, "How did it happen?"

"It was just an accidental scratch."

Shen Yibai spoke in a low voice, mainly because he didn't want to explain, and it was just a moment of carelessness that caused Qu Shui to scratch him.

"come over."

Shen Yifan didn't ask how the wound came about. He just dragged Shen Yibai to his room.

Shen Yibai knew that he was a little angry, but he didn't know why.

"What are you doing? Are you angry?"

Shen Yibai staggered when he was pulled, it was just a scratch, is it a big deal?

And it was her own face that was scratched, not his.

"Sit down."

Shen Yifan pressed Shen Yibai on the bed and took out a box of ointment from somewhere. Shen Yibai then realized that he was going to apply the ointment.

Shen Yibai hadn't been home for a long time, and he was a little uncomfortable being pressed on Shen Yifan's bed: "It's okay, just a minor injury, it's almost healed, there's no need to apply medicine."

As he said this he was about to get up.

"do not move!"

Shen Yifan pushed him back, and his fingers gently touched the wound on Shen Yibai's face.

"I'll do it myself." The ointment was applied on Shen Yibai's wound, bringing a hint of coolness.

Shen Yibai didn't dare to move, his eyes were wide open.

Because this was the first time Shen Yifan had done such a thing in so many years, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it.

"All right."

When Shen Yifan withdrew his hand, Shen Yibai was still looking at him in a daze.

Shen Yibai heard him speaking two words at a time and felt that the atmosphere was a little low. He thought it was not suitable to stay here for long.

He quickly got down from Shen Yifan's bed: "Master, can I leave now?"

Shen Yifan threw the medicine on Shen Yibai: "Apply the medicine yourself every day until it is used up."

Shen Yibai reached out to take the ointment, his mouth twitching slightly.

It's just a wound, is it necessary to apply it every day?

If you discover it later, it might have healed by then.

He looked at the ointment in his hand. Even though it was only a small box, it would take several months to apply it all over his face!

Could it be that he wants to use this ointment as a moisturizer?

Seeing his bitter and resentful face, Shen Yifan wanted to tease him: "You don't want to use it?"

"How could that be possible! What the master gave me must be a good thing. I promise to use it every day!" Shen Yibai was afraid that Shen Yifan would make any other requests.

After all, this person has played tricks on me many times before.

For example, suddenly put something he doesn’t like in front of him and ask him to eat it.

He had to finish his meal, and he would watch himself finish it with interest, making his stomach bulge out.

For example, he would deliberately give wrong answers to questions that he could clearly answer correctly, and then be punished by the teacher who was invited to teach him to copy the entire book.

Every time at this time, I help him copy. Over the years, I have copied no less than a hundred books. When I first traveled through time, I didn't even know how to use a brush, and my handwriting was as sloppy as a dog's crawl. Now I have practiced my writing so well that I can write like a dragon. When I look at my own hands, I can't believe that I wrote it.

For example, Shen Yifan asked him to wear a little skirt.

He got angry when he thought of this. He didn't know which disciple said in front of him that the third young master was very handsome, like a little girl.

Shen Yifan sent someone to send him dozens of small skirts of different styles and ordered him to change them every day. He wore the same skirts for more than a month.

Not only should it be worn during the day, but also at night.

During that time, he became a joke in the entire Xuanming Sect. He still remembers the feeling of the wind under his crotch. The skirt is so cool...

Until one day, he was seen by an elder in a skirt, who praised him as a "beauty".

Shen Yifan suddenly had a seizure, broke into his room, burned all the skirts he had worn before, and warned him not to wear skirts anymore.

Otherwise, I'll beat him up every time I see him.

Shen Yibai: “???”

He clearly asked her to wear it, so why is she acting crazy now?

But this is indeed a good thing. I don’t have to wear a skirt anymore, and I don’t have to experience the feeling of wind under my crotch anymore.

But Shen Yibai is an adult, and in his opinion, Shen Yifan's actions are just childish pranks.

When you are under someone's roof, you should bow your head if possible to solve the problem, especially since he has nothing to lose.