Dressed as the hero and villain Shizun

Zhuo Wusu paused and froze on the spot, "Master?"

Yu Yici turned away from staring at the handsome young man, looked at him, and motioned for him to go over.

It was as if he hadn't said that sentence just now.

"Master, why do you want to accept another disciple?"

Zhuo Wusu asked, consciously or subconsciously looking at the handsome young man.

Fair and thin, gloomy and gloomy, there is nothing good about it.

Yu Yi said nothing, and his eyes moved to the handsome young man.

Zhuo Wusu withdrew his gaze, and saw him staring at others again.

"... Ah Ci." Zhuo Wusu called softly, looking a little bit aggrieved.

Yu Yici patted him soothingly to make him quiet.

That technique is not similar to Li Huang's Wen Fei's shooting of the original form.

Zhuo Wusu: "..."

Yu Yici looked at the handsome young man in the distance with some interest.

He had fought against Ye Fan, and he still remembered the rotten aura on him. Now, he felt that aura again on a young man with an unfamiliar face, so he couldn't help but pay more attention.

Yu Yici was already certain that the boy was Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is Zhuo Wudu, and Zhuo Wusu is a twin brother, with the same appearance, now Ye Fan has changed his face, I don't know if he took the house or changed his face.

Xu Shi sensed that someone was watching him, Ye Fan looked back and happened to meet Yu Yici's eyes.

Ye Fan's body was gloomy, and his face was also gloomy. The violence in his heart wanted him to tear anyone who dared to peep at him into pieces.

However, after seeing that the person looking at him was Yu Yici, he paused slightly, raised a bright smile, swept away his previous appearance, and looked pure and beautiful.

Yu Yici blinked, replaced the wine with tea, and raised his glass for a sip.

Ye Fan saw it, the smile on his face became brighter, and the breath around him seemed to be bubbling with pink.

Zhuo Wusu: "... Ah Ci, the tea is cold, don't drink it."

As he spoke, he took the cup from Yu Yici's hand and put it far away.At the same time, he reached out to test the temperature on the teapot, and moved the teapot aside.

After finishing these, Zhuo Wusu sat upright.

After drinking the tea, Yu Yici obviously felt that the temperature was just right: "..."

In the distance, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth were stiff, and the bright smile froze on his face, strangely tight.

Ye Fan clenched the hand hanging by his side, stared at Zhuo Wusu solemnly, turned and left after a long time.

Zhuo Wusu has been paying attention to him, and seeing him leave, he feels a little better.

After the lottery was drawn, the official competition began on the second day.Therefore, everyone in Shouyang didn't stay here for a long time, so they went back.

Yu Yici lazily leaned on the couch, looking at Zhuo Wusu curiously.

In the past, Zhuo Wusu was the most clingy to him, wishing he could find a rope to tie himself to his waistband, but today he was uncharacteristically.

To be precise, it was after the lottery.

Yu Yi said: "Wusu, what do you think of the proposal as a teacher?"

Zhuo Wusu sat at a table not far away, straightened his back when he heard this, and said stiffly: "It's as long as Master likes it."

Yu Yici nodded thoughtfully, as if he was considering whether or not to accept his apprentice.

Looking at his expression, Zhuo Wusu added: "But... I heard that he has a master."

"Who?"

"Third Elder Xueyu, he is the true disciple of the Third Elder."

Zhuo Wusu repeatedly emphasized that the boy has a master.

Yu Yici was silent, and thought for a while, "No problem, I want to accept him as an apprentice, and he will definitely worship me as a teacher."

Zhuo Wusu was serious: "A Ci, this is not good."

"Why?" Yu Yici burst into laughter in his heart, but his face did not reveal anything, he looked at Zhuo Wusu suspiciously, as if Zhuo Wusu didn't give him a satisfactory explanation, and he went to snatch him away average.

Zhuo Wusu pursed the corners of his lips, and earnestly explained the disadvantages of accepting Ye Fan as his disciple in terms of sect relationship, benevolence, righteousness and morality. The last sentence concealed his selfishness, "It's good that Master has me."

Yu Yici endured and endured, and held back his smile, "Indeed...you are enough."

Seeing Zhuo Wusu's calm expression, Yu Yici patted the empty seat beside him, "Then why are you so far away from me?"

……

Zhuo Wusu got up, approached, and took Yu Yici into his arms.

Satisfied.

Yu Yici grabbed his hand and played with it, with the corners of his mouth half-curved, revealing a slight smile.

The smell of vinegar is all over the sky, but you have to pretend to be serious, as if nothing happened.

Really think he can't find out?

next day

The competition of the four main gates began, and there were crowds of people on the ring, around the ring, and even on the spectator seats.

Zhuo Wusu waited at the gathering place of Shouyang's disciples, and couldn't help but glance at the empty chairs.

The start time of the competition is too early, and the participants of their group, no matter what kind of competition they have, must come here.The master was too early, so he didn't come here with him, but now that the sun is rising, he is about to start the competition, and the master is still in the future.

The two of the previous contest had already decided the winner, and it was his turn to compete with another sect's disciple next.

Qi Ao stood beside him, saw him keep looking at the empty seat, and understood his thoughts half to eighty percent.Patting him on the shoulder, Qi'ao said, "Xiao Zhuo, come on!"

Zhuo Wusu nodded, looked away, and walked onto the ring.

He was fighting against a disciple of a small sect, and the two of them fought against each other for a few moves before the young disciple lost his strength and gave up.

He easily won the battle, but Zhuo Wusu was not happy, seeing the empty place with no figure, he felt uncomfortable.

Absently waiting for the end of the competition, Zhuo Wusu never felt that time passed so slowly.

Zhuo Wusu waited and waited, but still couldn't help sneaking away.

He wanted to see Yu Yici.

Hurriedly returning to the resting place, Zhuo Wusu stood in front of the door, took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

The door was open, and the inside of the room could be seen at a glance, Zhuo Wusu was stunned, where is Master?

A bad thought came to mind, Master won't accept disciples, right?

Zhuo Wusu turned around and walked out, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Yu Yici stood not far away, looking at him with a smile.

Zhuo Wusu looked behind him, but there was no one there.

so far so good.

Zhuo Wusu breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, where have you been, I can't find you."

"After going to the arena, Wei Shi just arrived, Qi Ao told Wei Shi that you are back."

Yu Yici said, stepped forward to hold Zhuo Wusu's hand, and pulled him into the door.

The fingertips holding him were slightly cool, the familiar feeling reassured Zhuo Wusu a lot.He whispered: "Master, you didn't even go to see me compete."

Yu Yici paused indistinctly, "Tomorrow, I will definitely go as a teacher."

"Agreed?"

"Hmm! A gentleman can't chase after a word."

Zhuo Wusu got the assurance, a smile appeared on his face, he rested his chin on Yu Yici's shoulder, and stared at him.

With a cold fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, Zhuo Wusu closed his eyes comfortably, but inadvertently smelled a bloody smell.

But when he sniffed it carefully, apart from Yu Yici's unique cold fragrance, there was no other smell.

The sun was setting to the west, and the rays of the setting sun shot into the house through Xuanxuan, sprinkled on the couch, and also sprinkled on the two people who were snuggling together.

There were slight footsteps outside the house, and Wei Feng's voice sounded after a while, "Uncle, the disciple of the third elder, Ye Fan, is asking to see you."

Zhuo Wusu frowned, what is he doing here?

Yu Yici sat up straight, moved his fingers slightly, and the door of the palace opened, "Come in."

Wei Feng glanced inward, turned and left.

Yu Yici and Zhuo Wusu were sitting separately, but they were very close to each other.

The clothes of the two are neat, but upon closer inspection, there are some wrinkles, which are obviously formed after being squeezed.Yu Yici and the ink on his waist spread out behind him, not as smooth as before, and a few strands of hair stuck out restlessly.

Looking at Zhuo Wusu's movements, Wei Feng guessed that before he knocked on the door, Yu Yici was probably lying on Zhuo Wusu's lap.

Wei Feng couldn't help being silent because of this guess, thinking of the heartless Qi Ao, he needed to quicken his pace.

Ye Fan looked at the scene in the house, his eyes darkened, and then he returned to normal, and went in to salute.

"Snowland disciple Ye Fan took the liberty to visit, please don't blame your lord."

He withdrew his breath and saluted politely, looking extremely harmless.

Zhuo Wusu's complexion was not good, he looked at Yu Yici nervously.

Yu Yici's voice was cold, without any fluctuation in his tone: "It's okay, but I didn't expect that you would come so soon."

"I must hurry up to see you." Ye Fan seemed to have not heard his indifference, and still smiled at him.

Zhuo Wusu looked at Yu Yici blankly, he had never seen a master like this.

Although the master is very indifferent outside, he has never called himself a "principal deity".

This is the first time he heard it.

Yu Yici nodded: "It's better soon, it's resolved earlier, so you don't have to worry about it in the future."

"Your Majesty, why worry?" Ye Fan smiled, "There is nothing too disturbing."

Yu Yici was a little bit regretful, "It's a pity that disturbing things disturb people and don't know it."

Ye Fan's smile froze, "Your Majesty was joking, the value of a man lies in his self-knowledge, who would do that."

"Why did you come here?" Yu Yici stopped talking to him and got straight to the point.

"May I ask where your lord went today?"

Yu Yici didn't say a word, just looked at him indifferently.

Zhuo Wusu listened in a daze, not knowing what they were talking about.It can be seen that Ye Fan forced Yu Yici to ask, and immediately said: "Master is with me, what's the problem?"

Ye Fan lowered his face, "Of course, this is just your own opinion, so it can't be true."

There was a stranger's breath in his hall, except for Yu Yici, he didn't think about it.

Zhuo Wusu: "You want witnesses? Ah Ci and I don't like to perform in public."

Yu Yici silently looked at Zhuo Wusu and agreed with him.

Ye Fan: "..."

Ye Fan's face was alternately black and red, obviously out of breath.

The master belonged to him, but was touched by others...

Ye Fan stared at Zhuo Wusu with a stern look in his eyes.

Yu Yici glanced at him lightly, and couldn't understand his eyes very much.

With a light movement of his fingertips, he drew a talisman out of thin air, hit Ye Fan, and sent him out.

He didn't stare at Wusu, how could others.

After sending people away, Yu Yici wanted to lean back into Zhuo Wusu's arms, but he was grabbed by the shoulders and forced to look at each other.

Zhuo Wusu: "Master, what are you hiding from me?"

Ye Fan's aura made him feel familiar, as if he had seen this person before.

But his appearance was unfamiliar, and Zhuo Wusu was sure that he had never seen it before.

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