Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

"Squeak one by one" the wooden door was gently pushed open, making a toothless sound.

The spring was bright, and the man slowly walked into the room. Due to the backlight, the light behind him was dazzling, and the gentle sunlight blurred the ground with golden light.

"Master." Yun Xu called out, standing a few steps away from him.

Feng Changan's body froze unnaturally, his eyes moved away from the golden iron chain, he raised his head and glanced at him coldly, propped himself on the ground, and wanted to stand up.

Seeing this, Yunxu quickly walked to Feng Changan, making gestures to help her, but was brushed aside by Feng Changan ungratefully.

The movement of wanting to help someone froze in mid-air. After a while, Yun Xu withdrew her hand, straightened her waist, and stared at Feng Chang'an with complicated eyes.

It seems that he tossed too hard last night, he didn't stand up for a long time, he always limp on the ground halfway, biting the main artery in his neck with cold and fierce eyes.

Yun Xu could imagine that if he was allowed to restore his cultivation, he would rush out like a beast trapped in a prison in the next second, and fight to the death with him, and the fish was caught.

But if it is not released, this precious canary will die in depression again, hating him to the bone.

put?

not let go?

The two thoughts went back and forth in her mind, and after one night, Yun Xu, who had controlled her demonic nature, looked at the gold chain exposed on the bare feet of the other party, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a red light flashed in her eyes.

It's still locked.

Living, it can only belong to him alone; dead, it can only belong to him alone, no matter what the ending is, it will belong to him alone.

Canary, canary is good, beautiful and precious, especially this kind of wild canary, which is most suitable for keeping in cages.

Feng Changan couldn't stand up for a long time, his heart was mad, his body was sore, and he was reminded of what happened last night all the time.

Yun Xu looked at him condescendingly, his gaze made him feel like he was mocking himself.

The Qingming sword was taken away by Yun Xu long ago, and he has nothing in his hand now, like a poor worm who depends on the strong to survive.

Feng Changan has been in the world of cultivating immortals for more than 500 years. He naturally knows the importance of power. Without power, he is nothing and can do nothing. Even death is an extravagant hope.

It was the first time that Feng Changan felt so powerless, as if he had fallen from the clouds to the dust. He no longer tried to stand up, but just sat on the ground with his legs half-supported, his chin resting on his knees, without saying a word.

Yun Xu knelt down halfway to hug him, but he slapped him open.

Feng Chang'an turned his head to look at Yun Xu, and said coldly, "Don't touch me."

"Shh, don't talk." Yun Xu raised her index finger, pressed it against his lips, and lowered her voice, "Listen, who is outside?"

"Is it Elder Konghuai?" Dao Sanqian stood in front of the courtyard and asked respectfully. He had excellent hearing, so when Feng Changan spoke, he heard two voices.

Although he has never met Elder Konghuai before, but he has heard Elder Zigui's voice, and adding up the voices of Elder Konghuai's former disciple who pretended to be Zigui, he can guess the exact same.

Feng Chang'an's expression froze, he put aside Yun Xu's hand, calmed down his emotions, and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Dao Sanqian replied: "Master sent his disciples to send invitations. The Five Great Immortal Leagues heard that you are back, and they specially invited you to participate in the Immortal Sword Conference and preside over the conference with the seniors of the other four sects."

"Okay, I understand, tell the suzerain, I accept the invitation."

Dao Sanqian nodded: "Yes." He paused, looked at the invitation in his hand, and said again: "Elder Konghuai, where are you, do I need to send this invitation to you?"

Hearing this, Feng Chang'an was startled, raised his head, and looked towards the window.

The rhombus-shaped window grille could only let in the sunlight, and could not see the scene outside. Feng Changan couldn't help but close his eyes because of the sunlight, feeling a little anxious in his heart, afraid that Dao Sanqian would step into the courtyard, and went to the door and knocked on the door.

Covering his eyes with his hands to avoid the sun, Feng Chang'an hastily said: "I have something to do right now, so just leave the invitation at the gate of the courtyard."

"Yes."

Dao Sanqian didn't notice something wrong in his words, nodded, put down the invitation card, and Yu Jian left. "Disciple leave."

"Let me guess." With scorching fire in his eyes, Yun Xu waited until the conversation was over before speaking slowly, with a loose tone, "Master is so anxious to dismiss him, do you think it's shameful in this situation? Or is it , you eat the marrow and know the taste, and can't wait to fall in love again?"

At the end of the words, it rose slightly, carrying evil spirits.

"Rebel!" The string called reason in his head broke, Feng Chang'an gritted his teeth, and slapped him with his hand.

Before he was hit by the slap, he was grabbed by the wrist, Feng Changan wanted to pull it back, but he had no strength and couldn't do it.

Yun Xu grabbed his wrist and pulled him into her arms, as intimately as a pair of lovers in love, but this is not the case.

One will pull the other party to death, and the other will be broken by fish and fish, natural enemies.

"Master, don't be in a hurry to hit someone. I still haven't finished speaking. How about hitting after listening to me?" Letting go of Feng Chang'an's hand, Yun Xu wrapped his arms around his waist and said, "Listen to the Immortal Sword Conference. What does Master mean, are you planning to go?"

When she said this, Yun Xu's eyes wandered over Feng Chang'an's body, from the red mark on his neck to the collarbone exposed by the loose collar, there was a red mark on the delicate white collarbone, and some bruises.

That's great, all of them are marked with their own marks, and they are completely their own.

Yunxu's Adam's apple rolled down, raised a hand, and lightly landed on Feng Chang'an's collar, fingers tugging restlessly.

Feng Changan was startled, pressed his hand, turned to stare at him fiercely, and said coldly, "What are you doing!"

"Nothing." Yun Xu stopped moving, "I just asked the Immortal Sword Conference, is Master going?"

"Whether I go or not has nothing to do with you?" Feng Chang'an sneered, holding Yun Xu's hand firmly, afraid of his next move.

"It looks like I want to go." Yun Xu squinted her eyes, then smiled, "However, I don't think you have a chance to go. Even if you want to, you will be powerless."

"Lock the dragon chain, untie it!" Feng Changan heard the meaning of his words, supported the ground, turned around, and twisted Yunxu's collar, "Otherwise!"

"Otherwise? Kill me?" Yun Xu sneered, and lay on his back on the ground, even Feng Changan, who was twisting his collar, fell to the ground together.When he fell down, Yunxu protected Feng Chang'an from the air, and made him fall on top of him.

"Master, can you change the word, this sentence, you have threatened repeatedly for more than 70 years, and you have never fulfilled it once."

Since accepting Yunxu as a disciple, Feng Changan has been threatening for more than 70 years. Only Yunxu was disobedient, so he drew his sword across Yunxu's neck and said coldly: I will kill you.

However, it has been killed for more than 70 years and has not been killed yet.

For someone else, I'm afraid the grass on Yunxu's grave is two meters deep, and the bones are rotten.

Feng Chang'an bit his lip, but didn't say a word. Apart from threatening, he didn't seem to know anything else.Sitting up with great effort to avoid contact with Yunxu, Feng Changan said condescendingly, "Do you understand or do you not understand?"

Yun Xu looked up at his sweetheart, smiled, raised his eyebrows, sat up, and said, "Sure, definitely."

"Solution." Feng Changan didn't really believe him, he hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his left foot to his hand, his tone was blunt, almost like an order, and ordered him to untie the dragon chain.

The dragon lock chain, made of the dragon's spine, engraved with talismans, can easily lock the monk's spiritual power and induce the monk's desire.

Yun Xu looked at the feet stretched out in front of her eyes. The bones were delicate, and the backs of the feet were so white that the veins on them could be seen. Because of excessive tension, the toes were slightly curled up. It seemed that whenever something went wrong, she would shrink back to avoid danger.

Looking away, Yun Xu said unhurriedly: "Unfortunately, it's not now."

Feng Chang'an's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he kicked without thinking.

asshole!

Yun Xu got up to avoid it, and let Feng Changan kick him in vain, and bowed modestly and politely: "I have disappointed the master, and the disciple will leave."

"Stop!" Feng Chang'an said angrily, just as he finished speaking, the door was closed, and the sound of closing the door answered him.

Feng Changan: "..."

Retracting his left foot, Feng Changan supported the ground and tried several times before standing up. He supported the wall, pushed open the window, and looked towards the gate—the invitation card for the Fairy Sword Conference was placed at the gate.

Feng Changan must attend the Immortal Sword Conference, for which he has been planning for several years.

There is no way, who told him to owe a debt of favor, and to repay this debt of favor, he must participate in the Fairy Sword Conference.

He had previously planned to leave the world of cultivating immortals, so naturally he would not want to participate in the Immortal Sword Conference and return favors, but now...it seems that he cannot leave the world of cultivating immortals for the time being.

Since I can't leave for the time being, this debt of favor will naturally not be left behind and not repaid, so as to increase the cause and effect.

After watching for a while, Feng Changan didn't notice the dazzling red invitation card at the gate of the courtyard, and was wondering if someone would take it away, when he turned around, he saw Yun Xu sitting on the edge of the bed, flipping through the invitation card.

"Bring it." Feng Changan's face darkened.

Yun Xu's gaze stayed on the inviter, "Gu Qing, Gu Qing..."

There was a chill in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and whispered twice, he tore off the corner where the word Gu Qing was written without a trace, and put the invitation on the bedside.

He said with a smile: "Master, come and take it yourself, I won't touch it."

Feng Chang'an didn't know what kind of trick he was playing. He stood vigilantly for a long time, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, so he sat back by the bed, picked up the invitation, and flipped through the content.

The content was the same as usual, Feng Changan read it carefully, but he soon found that a corner of the invitation was missing, no more, no less, just tore off the corner that said the inviter.

Putting away the invitation, Feng Changan looked at Yunxu, "You tore it up?"

Yun Xu blinked in confusion: "Master, what did you say? What did I tear up?"

Feng Chang'an stared straight at him, and said indifferently, "Invitation card."

"Pfft one by one" Yun Xu chuckled, leaned in front of Feng Chang'an, pointed at her face with her finger, "I tore it up? Master, you are thinking too much. If I don't want to see the invitation, there will be another one at this time." Invitation card? It has already been torn.”

Feng Chang'an couldn't tell whether his words were true or not, he stared into his eyes for a while, and there was only a smile in his eyes: "Yun Xu." He suddenly called out.

Yun Xu hummed lazily, and fell on the bed as if she had no bones: "What is the master doing?"

"I've never accepted you as a disciple, but have I ever treated you badly?"

Yun Xu thought for a while and said, "Ask yourself better than me."

Feng Changan's eyes turned cold, and his brows seemed to be covered with frost: "What do you like about me, I will change."

"I like it..." Yun Xu stared at his thin back, sat up with her swollen hands propped up on the bed, and put it in his ear, and said softly, "I like you..." The voice became smaller and smaller, to the point of faintness not smellable.

There was only a short sentence in his ear, but it made Feng Chang'an feel like a fire. He got up quickly, his earlobes were hot, his face was flushed, and he was flustered with anger.

He wanted to say something to retaliate, but due to self-cultivation, he couldn't say it, the words disappeared two or three times from his mouth, and finally slapped Yunxu.

"Shameless!"

Yun Xu grabbed his wrist, pulled him on the bed, and said with a smile: "Master, I still have a lot to say to you, do you want to listen?"

Feng Changan was caught off guard, and was dragged and fell onto the bed by him. After hearing this sentence, he got up and grabbed his neck: "You have the ability to say it!" His eyes were like blades, and they were extremely cold.

The warm sun shines down on Feng Chang'an's indifferent eyebrows, and casts shadows on the snow-white jacket. The light and shade are layered, full of elegance.

Seen from Yunxu's angle, the ambiguous/ambiguous red seal is completely in shadow, without any sunlight.

Some are not obvious.

Yun Xu thought.

His canary must bear his mark, and nothing in the world can touch his canary.