Master, he always wants to leave me

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The liver said it was very bad, it was exploded!

One: The second personality Ling Wu'an is really super bad.

Two: The heroine Shi Yu is only a supporting role from the beginning to the end.

Three: No matter which personality Ling Wu'an has, he only has affection for Lin Shuyao and longs for it. There is no love, just blindly possessive.

For a moment, Su Yao even felt that he had returned to modern times, and the person who hugged him and wanted to kiss him was Ling Ling himself.

So much so that he tightly grasped Ling Wuzheng's shoulders, his eyes struggled, and even wavered. The more he saw clearly that this person was his apprentice, Ling Wuzheng who was exactly the same as Ling Ling, the more desperate he became.

Finally, he stretched out his hand and pushed Ling Wuzheng away viciously.

He didn't look at the expression on Ling Wuzheng's face, he lowered his head and asked in a cold voice: "Wuzheng, what are you doing?"

After a while, Ling Wuzheng's cold voice sounded.

"I want to kiss Master on the forehead."

Su Yao raised his head and looked at Ling Wuzheng in surprise, but Ling Wuzheng remained expressionless, as if he didn't know what shocking things he said.

Against the moonlight, he just looked at Su Yao with Su Yao's indescribable gaze.

He said: "When I was young, Master often kissed me and Wu'an on the forehead. Now, I want to kiss Master's forehead."

He wanted to do this when he was a child, but it was too late to wait for him to grow taller.

Now he wanted to give the same kiss to Master, and he took it for granted that what Master gave him in the past, he could also give to Master.

However, Master's performance now told him that he was wrong.

"It is beyond dispute."

He was so wrong.

Ling Wuzheng withdrew his gaze, and put on a icy coat, which made people think that he was like an ice sculpture that had lost its temperature, as if the gentle man just now was just an illusion created by the moonlight, and even the breath he exhaled made people feel icy cold.

"..."

Su Yao didn't expect Ling Wuzheng to have such a simple idea, and suddenly he was a little embarrassed and a little hard to say.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Wuzheng who deliberately turned a blind eye to him. He didn't know whether Ling Wuzheng was punishing himself or Su Yao. In the end, Su Yao held his forehead, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's because he's too sensitive about this kind of thing.

Ling Wuzheng restrained his expression because of Su Yao's anger. He saw that Su Yao was drawing a formation, so he directly pulled out his Ukiyo Sword, and continued to draw along the unfinished pattern of Su Yao.

Su Yao stood quietly, looking at Ling Wuzheng who was seriously drawing the formation. The floating sword in Ling Wuzheng's hand injected spiritual power into the formation through the drawing of the formation, and the entire formation was glowing silver. The light finally covered up one by one, turning into a huge protective shield, surrounding the Earth Temple where the refugees settled.

Su Yao watched with fascination, and finally his eyes were burning like a torch, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Wu's disputed sword wrist.

Ling Wuzheng's hand holding the sword was shaken by Su Yao's, and then he turned his head to look at Su Yao puzzled.

Under Ling Wuzheng's suspicious gaze, Su Yao sighed softly, and stretched out his other hand to press down the back of Ling Wuzheng's head. Su Yao stood on tiptoe, and a kiss landed on Ling Wuzheng's brow.

It wasn't until Su Yao let go of the hand that held the back of Ling Wuzheng's head that Su Yao lowered her head in embarrassment, a little hesitant.

"Wu Zheng, I don't mean to blame you for being a teacher, it's just... from now on, you can kiss if you want."

Su Yao was very helpless. Ling Wuzheng and Ling Wu'an had different ways of acting like a baby. He knew that the behavior just now must have hurt Wuzheng's heart, so he wanted to appease Ling Wuzheng first, but he was surprised by Ling Wuzheng's deep gaze. Under his gaze, he unconsciously said all the words like kissing if he wanted to.

Su Yao really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"it is good."

But before he could change his words, Ling Wuzheng responded directly, and Su Yao just felt...he seemed to have dug a hole for himself.

However, this method works.

Ling Wuzheng subdued the coldness in his body, and seemed to have softened a little. He held Su Yao's hand instead, lowered his head, and kissed Su Yao's forehead like this.

Even if Su Yao has a thick skin, in Ling Wuzheng's bright, smiling eyes, he can't hide the blush on the corners of his eyes.

Grass, this kiss...

Damn, this is the rhythm that is going to force him to empathize with another.

This is not the behavior that a master and apprentice should have, it is obviously a relationship.

Su Yao's villain hid in the corner of his heart and shivered, scolding this bloody thing while thinking about it, as if he really planned to think about Ling Wuzheng.

Until he really couldn't bear the atmosphere, he glanced around secretly, and found that no one else was there, and then viciously pushed Ling Wuzheng's head down, just a mouthful.

Is being a teacher really the one you want to kiss? !

Only for the teacher to kiss you, okay?

Ling Wuzheng stared at Su Yao's eyes darkened, he frowned, but his eyes were full of joy, as if he was on the bar with the stubborn Su Yao, and he also planted a superficial kiss on Su Yao's forehead.

The familiar behavior instantly brought back memories of the two of them. When they were still watching Yunhe, Su Yao kissed Ling Wuzheng like this. Ling Wuzheng wiped off the saliva marks on his face in distaste. Su Yao continued his efforts Kiss, Ling Wuzheng rubbed expressionlessly.

They were obviously very naive, but the two of them had a great time, surpassing the restrictions of their identities and ages.

At this moment, when the two of them were playing the previous childish games again, the boy in black suddenly stood at the entrance of the Earth Temple, quietly taking this scene into his dark eyes.

He stared straight at Su Yao and Ling Wuzheng who were glued together under the moonlight. He watched the two talking and laughing, one was the master who loved him the most, and the other was the senior who refused to be seen thousands of miles away.

This scene is really dazzling.

He directly opened his mouth and said quietly: "Master, what are you doing?"

Su Yao turned her head sharply and saw Ling Wu'an standing there quietly watching him and Ling Wuzheng. Su Yao's heart beat faster from fright, and she was full of thoughts about how to explain to Ling Wu'an, and finally felt guilty.

Exciting, really exciting, as if being caught raped.

What are they doing?How is he going to explain it?Said that they were drawing formations together just now, and then they played a game of kissing foreheads? ?

Then casually ask Wu'an if he wants to come and play too? ?

Damn mental retardation.

Su Yao covered his face and acted like a turtle. He suppressed the secret curses from his mouth back to the bottom of his heart.

Ling Wuzheng didn't let go of Su Yao's hand, but instead looked straight at Ling Wu'an, he helped Su Yao and answered Ling Wu'an's question.

"Master and I are playing games from our childhood."

His eyes were cold, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was displeased by Ling Wu'an's interruption, or for other reasons.

"Oh."

Ling Wu'an responded, and with a cute and sensible smile, he walked towards Su Yao, looked at Su Yao pitifully, and put his forehead closer, and said coquettishly: "Master, I want to kiss you too. "

"..."

The veins on Su Yao's forehead bulged, and he raised his eyebrows. For some reason, he suddenly had the urge to beat up both of his apprentices.

"No nonsense."

He put on a fake smile, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then stretched out his hand to pat Ling Wu'an's face.

He simply left the two apprentices behind and walked towards the Earth Temple, ignoring the two mentally handicapped apprentices.

After Su Yao left, Ling Wu'an put away the aggrieved expression on his face. He was rather complicated, and gave Ling Wuzheng an unhappy look: "I never expected that senior brother would act like a baby with master."

Ling Wuzheng glanced at Ling Wu'an: "Aren't you pestering Master every day now, do you want to sleep with Master?"

Ling Wu'an heard the sarcasm in Ling Wuzheng's tone, and couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment.

"I'm different from you!"

"Each each other."

Ling Wuzheng replied lightly, and then continued to use the Ukiyo Sword to draw the next formation.

Seeing Ling Wuzheng's invulnerable appearance, Ling Wu'an couldn't say anything. He had a gloomy face, and felt that something was wrong with the closeness between Master and Ling Wuzheng just now, but he didn't feel anything wrong.

After all, in normal times, he often acted like a baby with his master, and the master would pamper and kiss him in every possible way.

However, he is very clear about one thing, he doesn't like Master's doting on him like Ling Wuzheng.

I don't like it very much.

Not long after the two separated, they heard Su Yao yelling at the two of them.

"Hey, you two, remember to finish drawing the formation. If you don't finish drawing, you are not allowed to rest!"

Ling Wu'an and Ling Wuzheng looked at each other, lowered their heads and silently had the same thought in their hearts.

Master, it seems to be getting more and more fierce.

※※※※

"You can ask me to leave Taiyi Palace, but I will not leave Master."

In the middle of the night, the boy in black fell asleep peacefully, but frowned tightly.

"oh?You now know that it was Jing Yunzhi who killed your father and enemy, and Lin Shuyao may help you if your identity is exposed in the future.But if you want revenge, do you think Lin Shuyao will help you as an apprentice, or help his senior brother? 』

In the dream, Ling Wu'an looked at the opposite person who was exactly the same as himself. They were wearing the same Taoist robes, and their appearance, behavior, and expression were all exactly the same.

Only, the color of eyes and pupils are different.

One clear, one dark.

"Don't persuade me, I won't leave Master."

Even though Ling Wu'an said that, he couldn't help feeling uneasy in his heart.

He is already a demon cultivator now, and it is impossible to stay in Taiyi Palace for a long time. The master seems to have some plans, but he didn't plan to tell him before he arrived at the foundation.

"Ling Wu'an, don't take it too seriously. Have you discovered now that Lin Shuyao treats you the same as Ling Wuzheng. 』

"Ling Wu'an" on the opposite side raised his eyebrows, looking at Ling Wu'an, he encouraged.

"Aren't you afraid?In the future, without you by Lin Shuyao's side, there will still be Jing Yunzhi and Ling Wuzheng, and your existence seems to be so vague, Lin Shuyao is the same with you or without you. 』

"To shut up!"

"You're angry. 』

"No, I'm not...I'm not angry..."

"Otherwise, "we" come up with a plan? 』

The corners of Ling Wu'an's red eyes curled up, revealing a weird smile.

He tempted Ling Wu'an: "Since you are worried that Lin Shuyao will leave you alone, why don't you... drag him into the water too?" 』

"You, do you know what you are talking about? What do you want to do to Master?"

Ling Wu'an was horrified when he heard the words, he just felt that he was more terrifying than the evil ghost, and dragged the master into the water?Does he want to harm Master?

"I won't do anything. 』

"Ling Wu'an" smiled.

"He is the master of 'us', how could I want to harm him, everything I do is for 'us'.Could it be that you want to give up your favorite master to Ling Wuzheng? 』

"No... I don't want to..."

"You have also seen that Ling Wuzheng, who thought he was not a competitor, has surpassed 'our' imagination, and is so close to Lin Shuyao..."

Ling Wu'an couldn't help but think of the scene he saw at night. Master and Ling Wuzheng hugged each other intimately. They kissed each other's forehead intimately. He stood there quietly, only feeling that he was isolated...

Master won't love him anymore...

He lost his mind for a moment, his throat was bitter: "What should I do?"

"Ha ha……"

"Ling Wu'an" smiled lightly, walked towards Ling Wu'an, and then merged with Ling Wu'an.

He shook his hand, then raised his eyes and smiled slightly, his delicate face was full of evil, he said to himself.

"Come on, I'll show you how to do it."

It is rare for "we" to have something that we all want together. If we don't grasp it, it will just pass through our fingertips like quicksand.

※※※

Taiyi Palace.

When Su Yao saw the post that Jing Yunzhi handed over, his expression was complicated.

He never thought that Shi Yu, the heroine whom he had always cared about, would approach Ling Wu'an in such a blatant way.

This is a similarly provocative post, a challenge initiated by the Demon Palace Witch Qing Shiyu on behalf of the Demon Realm towards Taiyi Palace.

Since Ren Mozunlou's catastrophe fell more than ten years ago, the vitality of the magic cultivator community has been severely injured, and all actions have been kept low-key, while the three sects of the Taoist cultivator world have been more or less damaged, and the two worlds are well watered. Moxiu is making a comeback this time, the first thing to do is to wash away the shame of the year, and the second is to test how deep the water in Taiyi Palace is.

"Senior Brother Yunzhi, two out of three rounds, do you already have a suitable candidate in mind?"

Jing Yunzhi can't take it easy, it was originally a competition initiated by the younger generation, and naturally it should be resolved by the younger generation, if Jing Yunzhi participates, it will only make it a laughing stock for the first sword cultivator to meet the challenge without anyone in Taiyi Palace.

"I can choose Wuzheng to play in one of the six games, and I need to think about the other six games."

"Wuhan...how?"

Since Qing Shiyu is here, it may be more appropriate to let Wu'an go, but if the opponent's cultivation exceeds the foundation establishment period, Su Yao has to worry about whether he will send Wu'an to a dead end.

Jing Yunzhi glanced at Lin Shuyao, and had some doubts about Lin Shuyao's suggestion. He was not optimistic about Ling Wu'an, but Yunhe seemed to want Ling Wu'an to stand out.

Do you want Ling Wu'an to become famous?Or in other words, Yunhe wanted to make something happen.

According to his temperament, he would never let his apprentice die.

"I'll think about it at that time. Yunhe mentioned Wu'an, so I'll just pay attention."

Su Yao knew that Jing Yunzhi had some things that he didn't ask like him, and Su Yao couldn't explain it too clearly to Jing Yunzhi. The fact that Jing Yunzhi killed his father and enemy by Ling Wu'an was always stuck in his throat, making Su Yao Worrying.

This incident was the last straw that crushed Ling Wu'an.

However, he never expected that Qing Shiyu would choose him for the competition.

On the day of the competition between the two realms of the Demonic Dao, he, Ling Wu'an, and Ling Wuzheng sat on the side of the Taiyi Palace, looking at the Demonic Cultivators on the opposite side with all the disciples.

Su Yaozheng lamented that it was good in the fantasy world. This kind of large-scale, crowded group fight can be seen in reality.

Of course, this is mainly because the Taiyi Palace Douxiantai is too large.

This is a huge island that is completely floating, and it took an unknown amount of spiritual and financial resources from Taiyi Palace to build a large-scale practice site.

Usually, there is no problem in allowing the entire Taiyi Palace disciples to fly here with their swords.

Not to mention, adding a group of demons dancing wildly.

Anyway, Taiyi Palace has plenty of money, and the two schools of medicine and equipment are extremely rich. Building such a training platform is just a matter of moving your fingers.

The fields on both sides were black and white, and the demon cultivators seemed eager to rush forward to fight, but they had to obey the orders of their superiors and fight with the Taoist cultivators.

The Taoist cultivators were uneven, some of them were sanctimonious, thinking about whether or not the Yin Demon cultivators should make a move behind their backs, and some were thinking about how to become famous in this once-in-a-thousand-year competition between the two realms of the Demonic Dao.

Tsk tsk tsk, there is a good show to watch.

Just as Su Yao was staying beside Ling Wu'an and Ling Wuzheng, standing and talking without pain in his back, he saw a dainty and beautiful woman in a red dress walking on catwalks slowly onto the Taiyi Palace trial platform. Her waist is slender, but she is extremely sexy, and her charming and affectionate pupils seem to be filled with autumn water, so pitiful.

"Witch Qing Shiyu, I'm bringing everyone from the Demon Palace here to ask for advice."

She cut straight to the point, and slammed a red thorny whip directly on the ground, breaking the ecstasy that just surged out of everyone's hearts, and the menacing devilish energy instantly brought enormous coercion, oppressing everyone present.

Beauty is like water, but passion is like fire.

Su Yao is completely immersed in the excitement that her heroine is so flamboyant, so beautiful, ouch, and wants to call the heroine!

He took a peek at Ling Wu'an's reaction, and was thinking about how to match Ling Wu'an and Qing Shiyu, when only Jiao Chen's words came from the huge training platform:

"If you want to come to Taiyi Palace, there are many talents. At that time, Yu was daring, so how about choosing this Taoist priest to compete with Shi Yu?"

Pick someone so soon?

Su Yao looked at Qing Shiyu's beautiful eyes looking at them, thinking she chose Ling Wu'an, but she didn't see Ling Wuzheng's worried eyes fell on him, and Ling Wu'an turned his head look at him.

Wait...you all look at labor and management!Don't do this, I'm panicking!

"Hey, host, don't be cowardly, the hostess chose you!"

This script is going wrong!

The system rolled its eyes: "Hey, it's actually the same in the plot. Qing Shiyu originally chose Ling Wu'an in the plot, but at that time Ling Wu'an didn't cultivate demons, and his cultivation base was extremely low. Mao then recommended himself to replace him."

... Please tell me the plot in advance in the future.

Su Yao stood on the stage, looking calm and calm on the surface, looking at Qing Shiyu gently and politely.

In fact, he is warning the system, tell him about the development of the plot earlier next time!

System: "Hey, an author who can't remember the plot of the novel he wrote deserves it."

Su Yao: ...Your uncle.

Laozi wrote several million words in this novel! !Serialized for two years! !

You let labor and capital memorize all the plots? ?

If he can remember the plot, it's almost done, okay?The starting point male frequency upgrade stream has an extremely long plot, cumbersome writing, and slow development!

Just brushing a dungeon can be as smelly and long as a foot wrap!

"Hey, is it my fault?"

The system asked sinisterly, and Su Yao vaguely heard the sparks of the electric shock, which was the prelude to every time the system punished him.

Su Yao hesitated: Don't blame you, blame me, blame me.

"May I ask what the chief's name is?"

"Poverty Lin Yunhe, be polite."

"Qing Shiyu, offended!"

Before the words finished, the red thorny whip slammed Su Yao towards Su Yao. With the cold wind of the whip, Su Yao stared sideways and flung his whisk.

Su Yao didn't want to mention what happened afterwards.

Lin Shuyao lost completely in this contest of disparity in strength.

When Ling Wuzheng flew up to the fighting platform and was about to be caught by a whip, Su Yao was sucked in by the hot whip.

The most irritating thing is that Qing Shiyu said that this competition is just a trial, and it is not counted in the magic battle.

But if Lin Shuyao loses, he loses. He has to promise her one condition.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Shuyao agreed to this shameful condition.

The system looked at the loveless Su Yao and had no choice but to comfort him: "Dear, don't worry, according to the development of the plot, you are doomed to lose this battle."

Su Yao didn't want to say anything, so he took his injuries and went back to recuperate, so that he missed the battle between the two sides of the Demonic Dao.

He also missed that when Ling Wuzheng came to the stage to fight, he broke the opponent Moxiu's hand.

On the contrary, Ling Wu'an didn't watch the game and stayed with the injured Su Yao.

"Wu'an, what conditions do you think Qing Shiyu would promise her as a teacher?"

In order to promote the relationship between the hero and the heroine, Su Yao had to endure the pain and chat with Ling Wu'an lying on the bed with her head tilted.

Ling Wuchen smiled, something flashed in his black eyes, he lowered his head and asked Su Yao: "Master asked me, how would I know?"

"..."

"However, I heard that Qing Shiyu has also reached the age of marriage, maybe he has a spring heart, and maybe he has a crush on Master."

"what?!"

Listening to Ling Wu'an's nonsense, Su Yao really wanted to throw a hammer and kill Ling Wu'an.

Wuchen, look more clearly, that is your future wife! !

Unfortunately, the welt marks on his back made him groan in pain, so he had no choice but to give up.

He didn't know what shocking news Qing Shiyu announced after the engagement in the Demon Dao.

"Master, I didn't lie to you."

Ling Wu'an painedly applied the elixir to Su Yao's back. He watched the wound on Su Yao's back slowly heal, and finally the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a pure smile.

"Shi Yu has already announced that he wants to marry you as his wife."

"..."

Fuck, fuck, fuck! !

Su Yao opened his eyes wide and looked at Ling Wu'an in disbelief. After feeling that the injury on his back was almost healed, he jumped up from the bed and questioned Ling Wu'an.

"What did you say? What did you say?"

Wait, did he hear wrong? ?System, come out quickly! !This plot is so broken! !

The system was also obvious, a little startled, and panicked in his tone: "Hey, let me check——Su Yao, he meowed you not to keep dismantling your character, now it's all right, something big happened—eh?!"

Then, the system has no sound.

Su Yao panicked: "Hey, hey?? Don't crash at this time!!"

What frightened him the most was that Qing Shiyu suddenly appeared from the curtain behind Ling Wu'an, ignored his existence, walked directly to the bed, and finally knelt at Ling Wu'an's feet. host."

Su Yao's face was full of confusion: Who am I?What am I doing?What the hell is going on when—

Ling Wu'an first calmed down Su Yao's emotions, then frowned, turned around and helped Qing Shiyu up.

"Don't salute like this in the future, Shi Yu, come, I met my master, Lin Shuyao."

His voice became soft, as if he had known Qing Shiyu for a long time, Su Yao set his sights on Ling Wu'an.

The look in his eyes can only be described as terrified. He huddled on the bed, wearing a white undershirt, just looking at Qing Shiyu's watery and tender eyes, and smiled:

"I met Master Lin."

Finally, Ling Wu'an also looked at him together.

"Hey, Su Yao, you may not believe it, this is actually just a butterfly effect created by you..."

The system finally came out, and a sentence popped out.

Deep in his heart, Su Yao crazily roared towards the system: What the hell are you talking about?what's the situation? ?Labor and management have been scared out of their wits! !

He curled up beside the bed, feeling like a quail.

The whole atmosphere was too quiet.

"Hey, Su Yao, the rules of the world have determined that the plot has not collapsed. You should ask yourself what the protagonist did... It's strange, why did the plot speed up instead?"

"..."

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

After a long, long time, Su Yao finally covered his face in an unacceptable way, and finally had no choice but to relax his tense nerves feebly. He looked at Ling Wu'an, who was obediently waiting by the bedside He slowed down.

Finally Su Yao spoke.

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing that he had accepted the facts, Ling Wu'an came over and explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, with a calm demeanor, and did not seem to want to hide Lin Shuyao at all.

"Is your biological father the former Mozun Lou Yangchi?"

"Yes, Shi Yu has already told me everything. I have the blood left by the Demon Lord, that's why I have no progress in Taoism. Fortunately, my master made me cultivate Demon by mistake."

Su Yao froze while drinking tea.

God damn it, it's because he knew the plot...

With this thought, seeing Ling Wu'an's innocent and sincere eyes, Su Yao nodded cheekily.

"At that time, I also vaguely felt that Daoxiu was not suitable for you."

Su Yao lowered his eyes and stroked the teacup. He hesitated a little, he didn't know how to ask Ling Wu'an if he knew that Jing Yunzhi was his father-killing enemy.

Then, sure enough, Ling Wu'an brought up this topic.

"Master, Jing Yunzhi is my father-killing enemy."

Su Yao froze suddenly, Ling Wu'an knew it!

Seeing that Lin Shuyao reacted greatly when he heard the news, Ling Wu'an smiled and made a promise with Su Yao.

"Master, don't worry." His eyes were far-reaching, as if he had seen everything away. "That's all the past, the grievances of the previous generation..."

"Without Jing Yunzhi, I'm afraid I would never meet Master in this life."

Su Yao loosened his clenched hand in vain, Ling Wu'an seemed to be more open-minded than he imagined...

It's just that Qing Shiyu on the side heard Ling Wu'an's calm words, and eagerly called out to Ling Wu'an: "Young master! Deep hatred..."

"Shiyu, I don't want to hear these words, you know that."

Although Ling Wu'an's gaze was kind, the coldness and deterrence in it made Qing Shiyu's stubborn persistence fall short.

She lowered her head and resigned to her fate: "Everything... I will obey the young master."

"You can let go of the grievances of generations. As your master, I am also happy for you."

Su Yao said sincerely that he didn't want Ling Wu'an to only have hatred in his eyes. Hatred would blind a person's eyes and make him lose himself.

"However, Qing Shiyu made an appointment with me, so what's going on?"

Let's finish this account first, and then we will calculate the general account.

When Qing Shiyu heard the words, he set his eyes on Ling Wu'an, and seeing that Ling Wu'an didn't answer in a hurry, he explained to Su Yao:

"It's Shigure's idea. In order not to attract attention, and to be able to stay by the young master's side with peace of mind, he had to make a bad plan."

"........."

Su Yao looked at the loyal heroine with a heartbroken heart, hating that iron can't be made into steel, and the storm roared in his heart.

Mistress!goddess! !Why are you out of your mind!

This is not a question of whether to make a bad move or not, okay? !

That's your reputation! !

Why don't you marry Ling Wu'an as your wife! !How did I, an old man, offend you? ?

At this moment, Su Yao's expression almost showed a trace of crazy self-deprecation, and finally had to knock out his teeth and swallow in his stomach, accepting his fate.

After Ling Wu'an heard Qing Shiyu finished speaking, he approached Lin Shuyao with an innocent face: "Master, I also have my share in this idea, Master, you don't blame the apprentice..."

Su Yao: Hehe, I don't have an apprentice who cheats Master like this.

"Forget it, just let me cover it up..."

Su Yao only felt that every time he uttered a word, a mouthful of blood poured into his stomach.

"It's not too early at this time, the magic fight is about to end, master, I will let Shi Yu go back first, and I will explain other things to the master when I have time in the future."

Su Yao nodded in bewilderment, he wished Ling Wu'an would leave quickly, he needed time to digest these things, and also needed time to discuss with the system.

"Okay, go back, don't be found out."

In the end, Su Yao didn't forget to instruct Qing Shiyu and Ling Wu'an carefully.

Ling Wu'an smiled and nodded: "Master, don't worry."

Qing Shiyu followed Ling Wu'an, and she secretly glanced at Su Yao, wanting to see what kind of person her young master's master was...

The moment he raised his eyes, he accidentally met the sight of the man who was looking in this direction. The moment the two people's eyes met, they were both stunned.

After the man was stunned for a moment, he seemed to try his best to clean up the panic in his eyes, and then the man showed her an extremely gentle smile, although he was a little cautious, but without losing his demeanor, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, Yangchun In March, Qing Shiyu's eyes were amazed.

so gentle...

At the moment when she turned around and left, Qing Shiyu really understood what tenderness like water is.

It's not a hypocritical restraint, nor is it something that she can imitate by blinking and smiling casually.

No wonder, the young master cared so much about listening to him.

It would be great if the young master could let the young master look at her as much as he looks at this man...

There was a trace of longing and bitterness in her lowered eyes.

Ling Wu'an took Qing Shiyu to a place where no one was around, but stopped.

He suddenly ordered: "Shigu, give me your whip."

"Young master, here it is."

Although he was somewhat puzzled, Qing Shiyu still faithfully handed over his magic weapon.

Ling Wu'an looked at the bloody long whip, with shocking and extremely sharp hook teeth on it.

"Turn around."

"……Yes."

Ling Wu'an held the whip in his hand, suddenly flicked his hand, and gave Qing Shiyu a hard whip.

Qing Shiyu's body trembled violently, and a bloodstain penetrated her red coat... She was almost unable to support her body, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.

"Little Lord?"

"Young master? From now on, I will be your master, don't you still want me to teach?"

"Yes... my lord."

Ling Wu'an opened his red pupils and smiled. He dropped the whip in his hand on the ground, and the corner of his mouth curled into an evil arc.

"He is my master, how could I let others hurt him. Your whip is too hard."

"Yes, Shi Yu knew his mistake."

Not only did Qing Shiyu not have any complaints, but there was a hint of admiration in his red eyes.

As demon cultivators, they don't admire benevolence, justice and morality, but only believe in strength.

The current lord has not yet established a foundation, and she can even wield her natal magic weapon, so what kind of existence will she be in the future?

"Go back, everything is going according to plan."

"Yes, Shi Yu will leave."

After Qing Shiyu left, Ling Wu'an suddenly held his forehead and started talking to himself.

"There's no need to be so hard on Shi Yu..."

"Shut up, she has become 'our' subordinate now, so naturally she has to follow orders."

"You are simply unreasonable!"

"You are the one who is unreasonable. When you enter the Demon Realm, don't look at Lin Shuyao and cry..."

"I won't..." Ling Wu'an's voice weakened.

Then he suddenly said loudly: "You will. Everything is still implemented according to the original plan. I can't wait to see Ling Wuzheng being abandoned."

He stood up straight, his eyes deep.

"A lot of things are won by myself."

There were struggles flashing in his bloody eyes, but in the end they returned to calm one by one.

He tilted his head, full of malice, he couldn't forget the scene he saw that day.

"Hehe, the good show is yet to come... Ling Wuzheng..."

Lin Shuyao's favor is so attractive.

Ling Wuzheng, shouldn't you give it up to your good junior brother?

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Ling Wuzheng went up to Fengyajian's door, and was accidentally stung by a wooden splinter on the door. He remained expressionless, and stepped into the inner hall after making sure that the smell on his body was clean.

In the fight just now, he cold-bloodedly and mercilessly broke the opponent's dirty hands, and his excessive hostility attracted the attention of the masters of the seven sects of Taiyi Palace. Jing Yun only tried his best to protect him, so he released him.

He asked himself about the strong smell of blood, not wanting his master to hate him, so he washed it thoroughly before returning to Fengyajian.

Knowing that his master was seriously injured, he felt a little relieved when he thought of Ling Wu'an taking care of him, and he also had a lot of top-quality elixir in his arms.

Just stepping into the inner hall and seeing the scene on the bed, the whole person was a little dizzy.

Ling Wu'an was entangled in the arms of the master, and fell asleep peacefully with his arms around the master intimately. The master seemed to be hugged too tightly, frowning, but he did not wake up.

Ling Wuzheng looked at it for a while, then walked softly to the side of the bed with tired steps.

He bent down and sat on the edge of the bed.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes were only on Lin Shuyao.

After watching like this for a long time, Ling Wuzheng stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the somewhat messy hair on Lin Shuyao's face, staring affectionately.

In the end, as if he could no longer control the desire in his heart and could no longer bear it, he leaned down and kissed Lin Shuyao's lips lightly.

Taste and stop.

Like poisonous honey, full of sweet breath.

He couldn't help it, and even wanted to become Lin Shuyao's roundworm, wanting to know Lin Shuyao's thoughts all the time...

Master, when will you understand...

My love for you...

Understand that my feelings for you are not just a master-student relationship.

Finally, Ling Wuzheng opened his eyes, coldly touched Ling Wu'an's sleeping point, then roughly pulled Ling Wu'an out of Lin Shuyao's arms, and pushed him under the bed.

Su Yao was awakened by a movement, he opened his sleepy eyes, glanced at Ling Wuzheng who enveloped him, turned over and continued to sleep.

With a gentle expression, Ling Wuzheng carefully held Su Yao in his arms, and the two embraced and fell asleep.Su Yao also seemed to feel that Ling Wuzheng's body was much warmer than Ling Wu'an's, so he turned over and buried himself in Ling Wuzheng's chest, rubbing against the scorching temperature.

He was sleepy, only felt that he was dreaming, and murmured a name unconsciously.

"Ling Ling..."