The Vicious Master Dressed as a Male Lead

The surrounding scenes are all blurred, only Jun Jianshu's upright figure is reflected in his eyes.

"I" tilted my head slightly, and my gaze was a little erratic.If you look closely, you will find that his hand holding the whip trembles slightly.

Qin Zhou couldn't figure it out.

If you really want to drive someone out of the school, why don't you dare to look directly at Jun Jianshu.

What's more, the reason for "combining three and four" is simply absurd.

His vision gradually blurred, Qin Zhou reacted for a while, only to realize that this "self" was about to cry.

Endless sadness swept over, like a tight shackle, strangling Qin Zhou's throat.

He finally heard himself say: "Then you kneel and die here, and I will kill those who led you to harm one by one."

The moment he turned around, tears suddenly burst into tears. "I" didn't wipe it, but walked quickly all the way, and when I reached a place where there was no one, I collapsed and fell to the ground, crying silently.

He hugged his knees and hummed a few words in a sobbing voice: "I don't want to die..."

The world was empty, and he was left alone in a trance.

Complicated thoughts erupted like molten lava and poured into Qin Zhou's mind.

He really doesn't want to die.After he died, what would happen to Jun Jianshu, and what would happen to Qin Guo.He had just taken over the Qin family in Yingzhou, and he hadn't cleared up the family yet.He still has a lot of promises with his apprentice. He hasn't helped Jun Jianshu get the Shun Xianqin, and he hasn't taken him to taste the new wine on the fifth day of May.

He still has a lot of things to do.

The past experience flashed before my eyes quickly, but finally disappeared into the vast world like a white rainbow.

With a headache that seemed to be torn apart, Qin Zhou struggled to open his eyes, slightly surprised in the severe pain.

The haunted face was right in front of him.

Qin Zhou couldn't understand the situation. He blinked and moved the red corners of his eyes, looking vulnerable and pitiful.

He asked firmly, "Ren Ren?"

The white figure took two steps forward and hugged him into his arms, with a difficult expression on his face.

The person in his arms had a high fever, trembling slightly, stunned for a moment, then tremblingly raised his hands to hug him back.

"Long time no see..." Qin Zhou sighed.

Jun Jianshu's hand pressed down on the back of his head, as if trying to melt him into his flesh and blood.

He rested his head on Qin Zhou's shoulder, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Long time no see... Master, what do you remember?"

"I don't know...I'm so sad."

The headache intensified, and it seemed like a fire was set on the body.Even holding Jun Jianshu, he didn't feel the slightest sense of security, trembling uncontrollably, restraining himself not to shrink into a ball.

He thought he had suppressed it, but he didn't know how obvious his refusal was in Jun Jianshu's eyes.

The body in his arms trembled uncontrollably. After spending so long with Jun Jianshu, how could he not recognize him? Qin Zhou was afraid.

The bloody smell from the tip of the nose irritated both sides, Qin Zhou finally couldn't help it, retracted his arms, almost crying: "Don't touch me..."

With some spiritual power in Jun Jianshu's hand, he pressed his head to his chest.

Qin Zhou's resistance gradually weakened, but he trembled subconsciously.Jun Jianshu asked him softly, "You don't want anyone to touch you?"

"Snakes... so many, golden... the golden snake is Xuanming... don't come here!" When he said the last sentence, his blank expression instantly became terrified.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here, tell me everything you remember." Jun Jianshu stroked Qin Zhou's scattered black hair with his gentle hand as usual.

"A lot of snakes, so sad...Xuan Ming let me go, I promised him..."

"Promise him what?" Jun Jianshu's eyes darkened.

Qin Zhou shook his head desperately: "He didn't say, no."

"Okay." Jun Jianshu's voice sounded more and more gentle, but Qin Zhou seemed to feel danger, and he struggled more.

Jun Jianshu asked softly, "What else?"

"And..." Qin Zhou couldn't help recalling, his throat rolled up and down, "The token is broken... It's Jun Jianshu, it's you! It's all your schemes—no, I want to force you, me and you ...spirit bones...death..."

"It's not you, it's me, I'm the worst person." Jun Jianshu slightly raised the corners of his lips, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, "I plotted against you and gave you the token... the disciple even dug it up." Where is your spirit bone?"

Hearing the word "spiritual bones", Qin Zhou screamed like a collapse, like a desperate little beast about to be buried in the belly of a beast.

"It's okay, you don't have to think about it."

These words sounded like appeasement, but Qin Zhou struggled more and more violently.

Jun Jianshu grabbed his hands to prevent him from touching his wound again.He smiled and said to Qin Zhou: "You don't have to think about anything, and you won't think about it in the future...no matter what you know."

A ray of spiritual light rushed into Qin Zhou's eyebrows.As if his strength had been taken away suddenly, Qin Zhou's body went limp.

Jun Jianshu embraced the body in his arms, and said in a tone of relief, "It's better to be more obedient."

God knows how many times he imagined this, holding the master tightly in his arms, and tied him up, preventing him from escaping half a step.

Jun Jianshu waved his hand slightly, took Zhang Baiyu from the portable space, and put Qin Zhou on it.Beside the two of them, all kinds of restrictions came and went one after another.In just a moment, the originally uninhabited wilderness turned into a dangerous area where every step of the way kills.

Qin Zhou couldn't feel these anymore.His eyes were almost blank, and he stared at Jun Jianshu with a little pleading.

Jun Jianshu held his hand and rubbed it on his face.Then he sat on the edge of the collapse, and pointed at Qin Zhou's forehead: "Beautiful bone is biting back, Master must be suffering right now... Do you need my apprentice to help you quench your thirst?"

A burst of spiritual power was poured into his consciousness, and Qin Zhou felt indescribably at ease, like a fish being released into the water after being thirsty for a long time.Compared with this, those chaotic memories are leaving him, as if they never existed.

He moaned in a low voice comfortably, but the next moment his lips were lightly pressed.

Jun Jianshu's cheerful voice sounded softly: "Master, don't call, this disciple can't stand it."

He took a handkerchief in the other hand and gently wiped Qin Zhou's injured finger.When the soft handkerchief touched his injured fingers, Qin Zhou let out a muffled sound, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was pain or happiness.

"Master has always been particular, how could he make himself so miserable." Jun Jianshu sighed, wiped Qin Zhou's hands back, and gently cleaned the dirt off his body.

This body had been soaked in water for a long time before, and when it came out, it fell into the field again, and it had already been worn pink.Jun Jianshu's eyes lingered on it, but he suddenly heard Qin Zhou's dissatisfied hum, as if urging him to go further.

Jun Jianshu smiled and sighed: "Yangu needs more spiritual power than I imagined. I dare not touch you now, because if I touch you, I will be sucked dry."

But you can't hit the bottom, and it's always okay to do something sideways.

Jun Jianshu leaned forward, kissed Qin Zhou's trembling eyelashes lightly, and then held his knuckle fingers.

"This is the interest for leaving me for so many years... Master, you owe me, you don't remember, I will remember, and ask for it slowly."

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In a daze, he seemed to be hung up by a group of vines.

The vines whirled around him with interest.The body straightened unconsciously, not knowing whether to escape or respond.

These things brought him into the deep sea. He couldn't breathe, but when he was dying, he had a strange feeling that he had never experienced before.

He couldn't bear the feeling so much that he almost cried out.

The waves swept over them, tore the vines to pieces, and scattered Qin Zhou's will to condense several times.

I don't know how long it took, when he was about to despair, the last wave slapped, Qin Zhou didn't know where he drifted with the tide, and after a long blank, he realized that the world had returned to silence.

No more vines, no more huge waves, only extreme exhaustion.He finally got rid of this nightmare.

Consciousness slowly regained consciousness, but it seemed like a lifetime away.Qin Zhou felt empty in his heart, as if something important had been stolen.

When he opened his eyes, he felt a little itchy on his ankle, and when he touched it, he found that the foot was tied with a piece of silk that felt very good to the touch.

What is he doing wearing silk to sleep...

Qin Zhou tugged twice, but the silk did not budge.Qin Zhou's consciousness gradually returned, and he suddenly felt that the touch under his body was no longer the hard bed in the bamboo house.

He retracted his legs and found that he could move freely, so he sat up and looked around.

In fact, he couldn't see anything, as if to let him sleep more peacefully, the surroundings were completely dark.

He patted along the bed, trying to find something that could illuminate it, and briefly recalled what happened before.

The black air dragged him into the water, trying to kill him.The feeling of suffocation just now should come from there.

Qin Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. The maid looked really unflattering after being kicked by him. It is normal for him to be scared to have nightmares.

Then what did he do?Summoned Jun Ren, and then Jun Ren appeared, confronting Hei Qi, and then...

and then?

Afterwards, his memory was blank. Qin Zhou thought hard for a while, but couldn't remember anything, so he could only let it go.

When Jun Ren appeared, he was out of breath, maybe he fainted when he saw Jun Ren coming.Qin Zhou sighed softly, he was still alive and got up, it seemed that he was saved.

I just don't know what happened to Jun Ren and Hei Qi in the end.

A faint fragrance lingered in the clean room, which made him feel more at ease.

Qin Zhou called out in a moderate voice, "Excuse me, is there anyone?"

Following his voice, the temple door was pushed open a small crack, and a ray of light broke through the darkness.

"woke up?"

The man's tone was cold, and with a slight wave of his hand, the tightly covered curtains were rolled up layer by layer, and he consciously shrank to the side.

Qin Zhou found himself lying in the middle of a large bed surrounded by layers of curtains, covering the shadow of the visitor.

But Qin Zhou was very familiar with this man's voice.

"Commander Fu..."

Qin Zhou called him, stretched out his hand to lift the bed curtain, and wanted to ask him where he was now.

But facing Fu Yan's face as cold as ice.

"Fu's family slave of a certain class can't afford the honorable title of Prince Qin."

Qin Zhou glanced at him inexplicably, his eyes finally fixed on the clothes in Fu Yan's hand.

Qin Zhou: "..."

Then don't take my clothes, will you wear them for me?

The author has something to say: the spell mentioned in the last chapter is amnesiac qwq

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Looking at the comment area, you have almost guessed all the settings, so let me stir up the muddy water.The memory at the beginning of this chapter is shortly after Qin Zhou's parents died.