Master Xiao thinks about those years

Yan Chen didn't know what the mountain master was thinking, so he could only lie down solemnly and keep silent.

"Brother Ah Si, does it hurt?" Yi Ru sat down beside the bed, the smile faded from Ming Yan's face and replaced with sadness.Yan Chen was not used to it, and his thin lips parted lightly: "It's okay."

A pertinent answer is Yan Chen's habit.

He said "okay" to everything, "okay" to things he liked, and "okay" to things he didn't like.Now there is a dull pain in the chest, so he naturally said "it's okay"

"You're lying." Yiru was angry, and then softened her voice and said, "That man stabbed so many knives in your chest, how could it be okay." Her weak and boneless fingers climbed onto the quilt: "Brother Ah Si , let me see your wound."

The coquettish voice is bewitching.

"I'm fine, Mountain Lord—"

"Shh, don't talk."

Yan Chen was not used to being in contact with this mountain lord, and was eager to argue, but unexpectedly cast a magic spell lightly, which stabilized his body.

"I know, Brother Ah Si has always been disobedient, so... Yi Ru only needs to use this method." The woman in purple giggled and lifted the quilt, revealing Yan Chen's thin and frail figure immediately.

Through the placket, one could see a faint blush on the placket.That was blood spilling through the bandage.

Her white fingers meandered along his chest like a snake, up to his neck, and bit by bit he opened his skirt.

Yan Chen was aroused by this action and his body felt a chill.He doesn't like to be in close contact with people, whether it's with talismans, or with the seductive woman in front of him.

But the concept of symbols and the same seems to be different.

Maybe it's because Fu Nian is his apprentice. After getting along with him for a long time, he is one of his own after all, so there is less chill in contact with the woman in front of him.Following Yiru's movements, the white clothes were pulled away, revealing a lean chest wrapped in bandages.

He was so badly wounded that even after using spiritual power to heal the wound, the blood couldn't stop it and soaked the bandage.

When Yiru's eyes touched that smear of blood red, there was a hint of gloom. "Brother Ah Si, look, the blood is leaking out, why do you still say it doesn't hurt?"

"I'm okay...uh!"

Yan Chen replied, before he finished speaking, he suddenly cried out in pain.It's like pressing Yan Chen's bloody chest with delicate bare hands, squeezing the bloody wound under the bandage with no slight force.

"Now, do you know it hurts?"

Yan Chen didn't know what the mountain was doing, so he pursed his lips tightly and didn't answer.

"Brother Ah Si, why don't you tell the truth to Yi Ru? Huh?"

"Ugh!"

The bandage was inserted into the scabbed wound, causing Yan Chen to almost convulse in pain.

The beautiful brows were slightly raised, and cold sweat was dripping from the white forehead.Just as the gloom in her pupils finally faded a little, as if her conscience had found out, she stroked Yan Chen's tightly wrinkled brows with her plain hand, and said softly as if admitting her mistake: "I'm sorry...Brother Ah Si, I just want you to treat me to be honest……"

"I didn't mean to hurt you, if you didn't lie to me..."

Her movements became cautious, and tears welled up at the end of her dark red eyes.

Yan Chen closed his eyes helplessly, he really didn't know what the mountain was doing, he behaved abnormally like a lunatic.

Yan Chen was suffering physical and mental torture, and his talismans outside the palace were not much better.

The hall was brilliantly cast, but the sound insulation was not very good. Fu Nian stood outside the door, listening to the vague words in the hall, but couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about, only heard "Does it hurt?" "Why not?" Pain" and "Ugh!" gasps.

Sounds like this are combined front and back.

As a result, his majestic Lord Ye Zun's face was as colorful as if he had opened a dyeing workshop.

Shameless!For the first time, these four words popped into his mind.

There were two white-clothed waiters standing outside the hall. When Fu Nian heard the voice, the white-clothed waiters naturally heard it too.

Fu Nian was depressed and had nowhere to vent. He lowered his voice and said to the waiter in white: "What is the relationship between your mountain master and him!"

The waiter in white was not an idiot either, when he heard that voice, he naturally thought of something.

However, he also saw that their Mountain Lord had any male favorites, so he couldn't jump to conclusions, so he replied vaguely: "I don't know what, what do you think in your heart, what is the relationship, isn't it the relationship?"

What is this called.

"Oh shit."

Fu Nian was made more depressed by the white-clothed waiter's words of "trying to cover up", and let go of the person in his hand with a low curse.

If he really thought that way in his heart, when he got out of Luocha Mountain, he would probably have Mo Qing's skin peeled off.

Nonsense, shameless...

A large number of obscene words flashed through his mind, but he couldn't attack them.

In the hall, the purple-clothed mountain master also restrained the gloom in his eyes, and looked at Yan Chen with apologetic eyes.

"Brother Ah Si... As long as you are wrong and Yi Ru is lying, Yi Ru will not bear your pain at all." She gently closed her clothes and covered the quilt.

The moment the freeze technique was released, Yan Chen shuddered all over his body.

With a pale face and messy black hair, Yan Chen clutched his chest and struggled to lean against the back wall, and said calmly and seriously: "Ah Si, who is it?"

There was a thick fog in his eyes, and he was confused, and Yiru's eyes were confused from the moment he entered the hall, until Yan Chen asked this sentence, he became a little clearer.

Ah Si, who is it?

"Husband"

The woman in purple opened her mouth softly, her voice was as clear as spring water.She lowered her eyes, unable to see clearly the emotions under those slender eyelashes.

"Ah Si, it's my husband."

Word by word, the words are slightly like a feather, but they have a powerful effect.

The purple robe fluttered and brushed against the cold white jade floor, the white and gold wooden door opened and closed, and Yi Ren was far away.

husband...

Yan Chen leaned back where he was, reading these two unfamiliar words between his lips and teeth.Since she is her husband, Ah Si must be very important to her, so why bother to use him as an outsider as a substitute?

"Moqing!"

The slander was interrupted, and a handsome man with a sullen face appeared in his field of vision.The purple-clothed mountain lord has already left, and the one standing in front of him is Fu Nian.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chen said.

What's wrong?Fu Nian was angry when he heard this sentence.

"You have the face to ask me what's wrong? Did you stop doing anything with that demon girl in the palace just now?!"

Yan Chen frowned at the violent slamming, "It's nothing, don't talk nonsense."

"Still quibbling, don't tell me to search for evidence!" Fu Nian angrily walked towards the bed, almost instantly, Yan Chen understood what he was going to do.

He subconsciously retreated to the corner of the bed, and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

Fu Nian ignored him, seeing him retreating, he lifted the quilt with one hand, and Fu Nian stretched out his long arm, holding his white ankle.

"You—let go!"

Holding the ankle was like holding the lifeblood, Yan Chen's slender legs kicked wildly, unable to match the strength of Fu Nian's palm.

"Uh!"

The body was pulled back suddenly, and the waist was imprisoned in the hands by the runes.

"Say, did you sleep/sleep with her?"

The scorching breath was swallowed by the side of the ear, and it was a pressing question.

Yan Chen didn't know what Fu Nian was thinking about, he came up with such thoughts out of nowhere

"I said no, don't you still not believe it?" Yan Chen looked directly at the person in front of him.

Fu Nian was choked by this question.

What Yan Chen said was right, he wouldn't believe it, and it would be futile to say it, but what should we do?He just wanted to be proved, and he thought that Moqing was completely his plaything, and belonged to him for the rest of his life, and belonged to him until death.

He didn't want others to touch even a single hair.

"Do you like me?" Suddenly, Fu Nian asked the person in front of him.

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing, how could Yan Chen like him?

There was no answer, Yan Chen froze on the spot.

"Hmm—" A burning kiss hit her lips and teeth unexpectedly.Yan Chen's eyes widened, and his plain fingers pushed Fu Nian's hard chest.

Another kiss like this made him ashamed.

To his shame he was kissing his apprentice.

"Fu Nian, let go...uh..."

The person who kissed him didn't listen to dissuasion at all, he opened his clothes with thick palms and moved wantonly.

The body was trembling, trembling unstoppably.

Suddenly, everything stopped.

Fu Nian let go of the person in front of him, and stared blankly at the palm of his hand, the red blood in his hand was full of Yan Chen's blood.

After Cai Yiru's torment just now, his wound has already opened, coupled with the pushing and pushing with Rune Nian, the blood stained his clothes through the bandage.Fu Nian stroked Yan Chen's chest, and also stroked the wound.

In an instant, Fu Nian seemed to understand the source of the exclamation he heard outside the hall, and then a sense of shame swept over him.

"You, how are you..."

"open!"

Yan Chen frowned, just wanting to break free from the talisman.

This time, he patted Fu Nian's hand away without any effort.After breaking free from the talisman, the body seemed to be relieved, and it was about to fall back loosely.

"Moqing!"

His eyes turned black, and the call of the rune sounded in his ears.

Familiar scene, familiar plot.Fu Nian stood by Mo Qing's bed, a little annoyed at her impulsiveness.

The bandage on Yan Chen's chest had already been changed, and the medicine was re-applied. The sleepy person did not know when he would wake up.

Fu Nian stared at the person on the bed quietly, a little ashamed between his brows.

What is Mo Qing to him?Is it a plaything?Is it the enemy who destroyed his master's body?Is it a spirit body that can revive his master?But only these, it seems, are not enough.

To be precise, it seems that even he himself doesn't know what Moqing is to him.

His emotions were a little messy, and he suddenly found himself thinking a lot that he shouldn't have thought about.