[Comprehensive] Master is as beautiful as a picture

Ziyin was stunned, and then came over to understand what he had done, momentarily confused and distressed or extremely angry, and then he did such things in a flash of brain.

"It seems that the master is not awake, so I will let you wake up!" When Qin Jing raised his hand, Zi Yin grabbed his wrist. Under the influence of the action, the wound on his back split open again, bleeding out, and along the already cold The transparent body is dyed to the bed through the clothes, which is very ugly.

Bursts of bone-eating pain came from her back, pulling every nerve, and the pain spread to her heart. She closed her eyes tremblingly, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Zi Yin's eyes were blood red, and he reached out to touch her forehead, trying to instill true energy into her, but Qin Jing shook his hand away.

"On weekdays, you can play as you please, but your old injury is not healed, and now you have a new injury, you..." Ziyin was worn out by her, and she leaned over to embrace her in her arms regardless of her resistance. During the exercise, she reached out to touch the acupuncture points to make her unable to move, and the pure zhenqi was injected into her body, which relieved her pain a little, and she became more conscious.

Ziyin clung to his ear, and said softly: "You are like this, so how can I feel at ease as a teacher." Her voice trembled slightly, her mind was chaotic, and the indifference that she had cultivated for a hundred years had already disappeared, and now she would leave if she was not careful. He left, mortal life is fragile and cannot withstand her repeated tossing, if he really lost his life because of this, he should bear it now, this is something he dare not think about.

It is difficult for him to heal the evil spirit in her body even if he spends half of his body repairing. Now that the wound is added to the wound, it is naturally more difficult to heal. For the first time, he felt that he was so incompetent, not to mention that he could not protect his own disciple, but even more so. The person in his heart, but let her save him with his life, and now he is forcing him to expel her from the sect with her life, how many lives does she have to make her toss.

Qin Jing's chin rested on Zi Yin's shoulder, and she couldn't move her body, but she was still able to speak. She sneered and said, "Anxin? How many whips can relieve your anger?"

Ziyin hugged her hand tightly, but without saying a word, he will put it back on the bed after losing his true energy. He wanted to take the wound medicine but his fingertips touched a cold stone, and he put it in his hand, spreading his palm Put it in front of Qin Jing: "Xiao Jing, I found it for my teacher."

Qin Jing's eyes were moist, and a mist rose in front of her eyes. The stone was glowing with red light, reflecting her pale face, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the pillow. So what, in my eyes it is no longer what it used to be. Master really thinks I have no heart? Or do you think I am stupid? How can you put your heart back together after you have crushed it? Things in the world are not as good as you want them to be. Do you understand?"

How could he not understand this truth, every word pierced his heart straight into Ziyin's heart, it was the first time he tasted the feeling of heart-eating, after hundreds of years of cultivation, the best thing he did was to be indifferent, but it can only show that time is not yet Now, how many people can get through the catastrophe of love safely, maybe the doomed catastrophe that could not be controlled by love from the first time they saw her, or maybe earlier...

"Master..." Qin Jing whispered softly, staring at him with round eyes.

Zi Yin looked slightly relaxed, and replied: "I am here."

Qin Jing looked at the Bingpo blood marrow in his hand again, his emotions were no longer agitated, and he was as calm as water. He smiled slightly, destroying all the beautiful things in the world, and instantly shed two lines of tears, choked up and said: "It's only half, can't bear For your kind of tossing. My life is only a few decades of cold and heat. To Master, it is just a fleeting moment. You are a fairy, high above you, and you have the power to overlook all living beings. In your eyes, I am just a An ant, as fine as a speck of dust, is insignificant. How can I, a humble woman in the world of mortals, climb up to you? Now I have figured it out. You are just an invisible shadow in many years of dreams, just a dream. I chase I have been waiting for a long time but I still can't keep up with your footsteps, so I gave up, and it is time to wake up. Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng, no matter how beautiful the butterfly is, there will be a day when I wake up. I am not Zhuang Sheng, the master is like a butterfly, just because of Beautiful longing, but who can say that this is love, it is better to say that it is just a momentary obsession, and after a long time, hatred will be born."

Hearing this, Ziyin was stunned, unable to speak for a long time, and closed his eyes to calm down.After a long time, he opened his eyes and said, "Yes, you can see more clearly than my teacher, but it's true that I couldn't see through."

"So I beg Master to drive me out of the school. From now on, I don't want to have anything to do with you again." Qin Jing continued to speak in a vigorous manner.

Ziyin frowned tightly: "You don't have to mention the matter of being expelled from the teacher's school again."

The two hadn't spoken for a long time, at this moment Song Zhi rushed into the room, and the half-kneeling person beside the bed wailed loudly, breaking the deadlock in an instant.

The whole room was filled with the smell of blood, the bruises on the back, and the unmoving Qin Jing on the bed made Song Zhilie so frightened that she lost her soul. She wiped away her tears and got up and asked Zi Yin: "Cousin How is she?"

"Got it, give her the medicine." Zi Yin regained his indifference and handed the medicine bottle to Song Zhi, unlocked Qin Jing's acupoints, and then stepped out of the house with a desolate and indifferent back.

In the dream, Qin Jing and Qing Yuan were standing on the top of Mt.

Qin Jing suddenly said: "Yuan Yuan, let me help you find Prince Changqin. My life has been in a hurry for dozens of years, and it has passed by in a flash. I might as well help you fulfill my wish. It can be regarded as repaying you for giving me spiritual knowledge."

"You gave up?" Qing Yuan looked up at Qin Jing.

Qin Jing looked away, looked down at the bottom of Mt. Mt., and the clouds piled up. He sighed softly, "It's not that I gave up, but that I have no choice."

Qing Yuan's eyes were clear, and he said lightly: "You know that Zi Yin spent half of his cultivation to save you. The so-called words that hinder his cultivation are not from his heart. He is afraid that you will be punished by heaven. The two of you will live together in this lifetime. There is no fate, and you are both a master and a disciple and you are related by blood, although it is a bit far-fetched to say this blood, but in the end it is the same clan, the master and the disciple are not allowed by the heaven, if you insist on doing this, it will be a calamity, and he will definitely never recover."

Qin Jing lay on the pillow with tears in his eyes, wanting to see Zi Yin's lonely and distant figure, and the truth that Qing Yuan told her that she was in a coma for seven days appeared in his mind.

Master, if my leaving you can save you from this calamity, I am willing to give up, and I will end up heartbroken and hurt my lungs, and I will also be willing to never eat the dishes that Cicada made for me!

After a few days, Qin Jing's injury gradually improved, but Zi Yin never appeared again. Hearing what others said, he might have gone to retreat again. But this time, no one has a ward. The figure disappeared, and the two sword spirits Hongyu and Gu Jun didn't know where he went.

One day Tu Su came to see Qin Jing's injury.

Qin Jing sat on the stool and ate the jujube soup that Zhizhi had stewed for her. He was very leisurely. When he saw Tu Su approaching, he said generously, "If you want to eat, you can serve it as you like. Your little cicada made it."

Tu Su didn't understand when this little cicada belonged to their family, she always talked in a nonsensical way, and she didn't want to argue with her.

There was a lot of rumors about the Discipline Academy that day, and it was rumored that the only Taoist Ziyin in Yong City who had cultivated into a fairy body that day actually incurred a debt of mortals. Don't let go.Although the news spread throughout Tianyong City, Qin Jing passed out that day, and she didn't know what happened, and how could she know about staying outside the house.

"Then shall I call your teacher's wife or continue to call your teacher's sister?" Tu Su asked.

Qin Jing didn't leave a message for him for a while, but based on what was in his heart, he said, "Of course it's my wife."

"Do you really want to be with Master?" Tu Su's eyes widened. Although he said that the outside world knew everything, he still didn't believe it. Now his master didn't know where he went. Admit it, a little dull in my heart.

Only then did Qin Jing realize that when he asked her what she called her, he put down the jujube soup in his hand, coughed lightly, and said with a serious face, "There is no such thing, Master and I are very innocent, who is going to slander my reputation?" Go!"

Why this change of face can be so fast, Tu Su is a little confused about the situation, what is the situation.

Tu Su replied, "Master."

Qin Jing raised his forehead, how could it be a master, it must be this kid who heard it.But in a sense, it was she who ruined the reputation of her master.

"He must be closed and confused. Forgive him. Besides, he is too old. I like young people." Qin Jing picked up the bowl, stirred the jujube soup, and ate it bit by bit. Seeing that there was still a small half can beside him, he raised his face and said to Tu Su: "Will you eat it or not? I'll finish it."

Tu Su shook his head after being startled for a moment, this master is missing, yet she is still in the mood to eat jujube soup.

A few days passed, Qin Jing's injury had recovered, and he went to look for her as usual, but when he opened the room, there was no trace of popularity, and the few clothes she used to wear were gone in the closet.Knowing something, her cousin must have sneaked down the mountain. The Qingjing sword was brought down the mountain, but she left the silk-bound sword tassel on the table. Normally, she regarded this sword tassel as more precious than a sword. But this time why not take them down the mountain together.

Qin Jing's private departure from Tianyong City can't be concealed. When the news spread, the sword-wielding elder who had been missing for a long time returned.

Knowing that Zhi handed the sword tassel into his hands, Ziyin didn't say a word, holding the silk-bound sword tassel tightly, with both hands behind his back, he looked up at the sky, looking at the clouds and clouds in the sky, but his heart was extremely sad.He pondered for days and nights in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, but he couldn't see through it after all.Xiaojing, why don't I want to let you go, but I don't want to part with you, the time when delusional thoughts are lingering is the time when the catastrophe of love begins.Even if it is impossible to recover, I will find you.

At this time, a petite young man with red lips and white teeth, who looked so handsome that he didn't look like a man, stood by the lake looking up to the sky and screaming: God damn it!I even forgot to bring money to go out!

The author has something to say: the third volume will start tomorrow~Mirror is going down the mountain to level up and fight monsters, but is it she who fights monsters or the monsters who beat her!Tomorrow at around [-]:[-] p.m., the update will be at night. I will reverse the time difference. TAT Master’s long journey of chasing his wife has begun. Let’s mourn for him first~~~~