The whole world of comprehension is obsessed with me

After sweeping the fallen leaves of thousands of steps, Ye Wuyou felt weak all over his body, and suddenly remembered that there was a cold pool on the mountain behind Lingyun Peak, but it could only relieve fatigue for monks like them who had entered the foundation-building period, but for Ding Ling Such ordinary people have the effect of washing tendons and cutting marrow.

"Ding Ling, I'll take you to a good place."

The cold pool in the back mountain is similar to the cold pool in the Ye family. The water in the pool is full of mist. Ye Wuyou practiced hard in the past and only slept for three hours a day. In the Ye family, he relied entirely on this cold pool. To get rid of the exhaustion on the body, I cleaned the thousand steps for another day today, and my whole body was already sore and limp. I took off my clothes and immersed myself in the cold pool as if no one else was there.

Ding Ling could not keep his tongue down as early as Ye Wuyou when no one was undressing, his eyes didn't know where to look, his skin was as white as cream, and it would be profane to look at it a few more times.

Ye Wuyou didn't feel anything, soaked in the cold pool, looked up at Ding Ling who was at a loss on the shore, and said, "You come down too."

"I...can I do it too?" Ding Ling felt that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"You have been tired all day, not to mention that this cold pool is good for you."

Ding Ling looked down at himself covered in dirty clothes and shook his head, "I'm dirty, I'm not fit to be in the pool with you, why don't I come and squeeze your shoulders for you."

"You can?"

"When I was in Twelve Fast, what would happen?"

It seems that it is not bad for You Lord, who will be all-powerful in the future, to hold his shoulders for him.

"Then come."

Ye Wuyou leaned comfortably against the edge of the cold pool, her black hair floated on the water surface, so light that it covered the underwater scenery, Ding Ling's hand lightly held his shoulder, the silky touch came from the palm of her hand, and her whole body was steamed by the warm water in the cold pool. It was slightly crimson, and the red tassels on the collarbone under the blue hair were looming, and Ding Ling turned his head abruptly after just looking at it.

He knew that his status was very different from Ye Wuyou's, and that he was dirty, so he was not worthy of touching a person like Ye Wuyou, who was like a banished fairy, but if he wasn't worthy, he couldn't?

A wave of dirty thoughts spread in my mind as if uncontrollable, but I suddenly came back to my senses in the next moment, with an inexplicable palpitation.

How can it be!How could I have such nasty thoughts about Young Master!

How can young master, a person who is far away in the clouds, be desecrated by himself!

A lowly slave born in the Twelve Fasts can be commanded by anyone, insulted by anyone, and even molested by anyone.

It's the son who gave me a chance to get out of the fire pit, and you have such ungrateful thoughts!

Ding Ling, you really deserve to die!

Reining in the thoughts that shouldn't be there, Ding Ling kneaded Ye Wuyou's shoulders, the feeling of fatigue dissipated a little, and Ye Wuyou couldn't help but groaned a few times in satisfaction.

Ding Ling felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and the moan overflowing from his throat made his breathing a little short.

"Ding Ling, how old are you?"

"Fifteen."

"Then you are the same age as me, did you grow up in Twelve Zhai?"

Ding Ling suddenly panicked, young master, what does this mean? Does he despise himself?

"Yes……"

"Then do you know who your parents are?"

Listening to Ye Wuyou's words, there was no trace of disdain, Ding Ling felt relieved for a moment, "I don't know."

Orphans without parents?Ye Wuyou thought, with De Ding Ling's extraordinary talent, his cultivation base will definitely improve by leaps and bounds in the future. If he doesn't enter the magic way, he will definitely be his helper. If he falls into the demon way like in his previous life, he will become his trump card.

After all, the road to eternal life is boundless. In his previous life, he had the disadvantage that he had no one to protect him when he crossed the catastrophe. In this life, he always has to arrange a few loyal people to remove the stones that block the road for him.

"From now on, you will treat Ling Yunfeng as your own home."

Home?What is that concept?

Ding Ling didn't know that the purgatory life he had experienced in the Twelve Zhai since he was a child made him lose his longing for a home.

Is home just as safe and warm as being by the son's side?If so, then the place where the young master is is his home!

"Then can I treat the young master as a relative?"

Ye Wuyou hesitated in his heart, did the future Lord You show his loyalty too quickly, although he won him over, it was only a few days, and he wanted to treat himself as a relative?

Could it be that there is something else on your mind?

Ye Wuyou thought about it, and after a long time of not speaking, Ding Ling came back to his senses and felt that he had slipped his words, "Young Master, forgive me, it's the villain who uttered wild words. The villain's status is humble, how can he treat you as a family member."

"It's nothing." Ye Wuyou still thought about it and stopped responding to this matter.

Ding Ling was slightly disappointed. Sure enough, the young master is still wary of himself, he doesn't regard me as his own at all.

Ye Wuyou felt that the tiredness on his shoulders had dissipated a lot, and he turned his shoulders slightly, "Ding Ling, you are so amazing, the pain disappeared in an instant."

"It's good that you are comfortable, son."

There seemed to be footsteps coming not far away. This Lingyun Peak is the place of the sword-wielding elder, and few people come here. Who is this person?

"Who's there?"

Ye Wuyou scolded, and the footsteps stopped.

The dense mist in the cold pool made it difficult to see the face of the person who came, until the man came to the edge of the cold pool, Ye Wuyou was a little surprised. The person who came was the head disciple of Tiandao, Lu Jinghan.

"Brother Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Jinghan's eyes flicked across the water surface of the cold pool, and finally his eyes fell on Ding Ling, who was on one side, with a gentle smile on his face, and said: "I'm here to look for the sword-wielding uncle, but I haven't seen him before. I heard that there was movement in the back mountain, so I came here to take a look."

"Senior brother Lu, why do you want to find Master?"

"Yesterday, Mu Xingchen's legs were crippled in the secret room of the Palace of Law Enforcement."

Ye Wuyou was startled suddenly, "Do you suspect it's Master?"

"No, how dare I doubt the master, it's just that someone from the Mu family just came to ask the master to ask the crime, and the master asked me to call the uncle to the hall."

Ye Wuyou said contemptuously: "Mu Xingchen kills people and seizes treasures, and the Mu family dares to raise a teacher to ask the crime? It's ridiculous!"

"However, after all, people were harmed by others in the Dao of Heaven. One yard is worth one yard. I still have to explain this matter to the Mu family. This is the Ding Ling you brought back a few days ago?"

"Ding Ling, I met Senior Brother Lu."

Ding Ling respectfully lowered his eyebrows and cupped his hands, "Ding Ling has met Senior Brother Lu."

For some reason, Ye Wuyou only felt that Lu Jinghan's eyes could not stop looking at Ding Ling. Could it be that Ding Ling had some secrets that he didn't know?

"Brother Lu, is there anything else?"

Lu Jinghan smiled slightly, and looked away, "It's nothing, I'll go back and report to Master first."

"Brother Lu, go slowly."

Looking at Lu Jinghan's back, Ye Wuyou tentatively asked, "Ding Ling, do you know this Senior Brother Lu?"

Ding Ling shook his head, puzzled, "Where did you say that, sir?"

"I see senior brother Lu looking at you very differently."

Ding Ling became anxious in an instant, "Master, I really have nothing to do with Senior Brother Lu. If you don't believe me, I can swear that I..."

Ye Wuyou was just probing, and immediately said: "I'll take it seriously if I say it casually, so I won't tease you, just bring my clothes here, and I'll go to the hall to see the good show."

"Yes, son."

Lu Jinghan came out of the back mountain, but saw Yan Hui's figure standing behind the stone tablet of Lingyun Peak, Lu Jinghan stepped forward quickly, and reprimanded him: "Uncle Shi said that you were not allowed to come to Lingyun Peak, why are you here again?" Yes, and I've seen that person for you, don't worry, you'll be very respectful to Wuyou, and nothing will happen."

The emotions hidden in the mask were somewhat unclear, and he cupped his hands in thanks: "Then, thank you, brother."

"Let's go to the main hall."

Lu Jinghan took the lead to walk with the sword, but Yan Hui stood in place and looked towards the direction of the mountain behind Lingyun Peak, the cold sword in his hand was tightly squeezed, and an inexplicable murderous intent rose to the brows.

The person brought back from outside may be some kind of arrogant person, what if he accidentally hurt Wuyou.

You have to find a way to deal with that person!