The villain master does not believe that I love him

Jiufeng Palace is located on the top of Changlin Fairy Mountain. The peak is covered with mist all the year round, and the palace with carved beams and painted buildings is hidden in it, like a wonderful painting.

I still remember that year when Master Jiufeng came to the peak for the first time, flicking his sleeves, he involuntarily divided the entire land into eternal winter.The ice and snow were raging, and the frost was piercing to the bone. The people who came and went were miserable, but no one dared to speak out against it.

It was not until the ferret in his arms healed from serious injuries, opened his eyes, stared at the overwhelming white moaning and chirping to protest, and refused to be touched, Lin Hexuan, a pet lover, returned the colors of the four seasons on the top of the mountain——

From then on, Changlin Peak has peaches in spring, carp floating lotus in summer, towering osmanthus in autumn, and five-clawed plum in winter.Throughout the year, there is no time for withering and neglect.

It's early summer now, Chun Jiantao has already faded away quietly, the firework koi at the bottom of the pond are floating on the water, and a delicate sword repairman in white walks quickly across the rockery pond, bursting a few beautiful bubbles.

Those delicate little guys turned their tails flexibly with a bang, and hid under the lotus leaves, eavesdropping on the secrets of the past.

"Then He Hanxuan died just like that? Didn't make a sound at all? Didn't the people in Yaowang Valley make trouble with Master Master?" said a monk.

His companion shook his head: "Elder Zhao has made a thorough investigation, so I can only say that she is unlucky."

"What's the bad luck? I was there when I was drunk that day! The master Ling was holding Mr. Ling in his arms. That Mr. Ling was disheveled and had a coquettish look. It was clearly Daji who was alive and seduced us as a cultivator. The ancestor of the world will also be a tyrant."

The gossip monk came up: "Could it be that the master really fell in love with a monster? This monster also fell in love with the master?"

"Fart! Everyone gets what they want! One is a human and the other is a demon. Where does the sincerity come from? It's all fake! You haven't seen how good-looking Ling Xinglan is, and the ancestor is also a man, man, what a greedy man!" His body couldn't be more normal. As for Mr. Ling, is there any treasure in his body? It was all rewarded by the master—"

"It's hot in summer, instead of gossiping here, why don't you sit with me in Jiufeng Palace to cool off the heat?"

The white-clothed swordsman behind them smiled kindly.

The leading monk smiled and said: "I thought it was someone who said that he took Joe like that. It turned out to be Cuisheng. This is going to heaven with a good master. It's not what it used to be."

The white-clothed sword is Cuisheng.

During this period of time, this previously insignificant bird spirit has become a hot celebrity in Jiufeng Palace because of the love and esteem of Mr. Ling.

In just a few days, he turned from a low-level attendant to Elder Mu's disciple, and the cyan-colored coarse cloth clothes in the past were replaced by the plain white clothes representing Changlin Xianshan.

Cuisheng is grateful to Ling Xinglan from the bottom of his heart. Maybe the kind-hearted young master regards him as a friend, but in his heart, ever since Young Master Ling leapfrogged to challenge the Jindan cultivator and risked his life to get back the feathers for him, he regarded Ling Xinglan as a friend. The only and favorite master, will never betray him.

Yes, he is willing to do anything for Ling Xinglan and fulfill any wish. Correspondingly, those who hurt and slander the young master are enemies in Cuisheng's eyes.

The little monster's mind is so pure and sharp.

With a whoosh, Cuisheng drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sharp sword energy mercilessly cut off the hairbands of several monks.

He glared at the group of monks: "If I hear you speak ill of Mr. Ling in the future, it won't be as easy as a few hair ties."

Cuisheng has a well-behaved baby face, with the harmless feeling of a boy next door. The wide sleeves cover the feathers on his arms just right. The pale golden feathers probably think that he is really a kind and harmless human being.

Unless you said something bad about a young man surnamed Ling.

After admonishing these outside monks who were doing chores, Cuisheng patted his forehead for fear of being late, and secretly screamed that it was too late, and hurried back to Jiufeng Palace with a sword in his hand.

Cuisheng stood in front of the desk, bowed his head and said respectfully: "My lord, the sample invitation card for the acceptance ceremony has been completed. If there is no problem, I will send the crane to send it out immediately."

After all, he gently put the invitation aside and waited quietly.

Lin Hexuan didn't glance at it, and didn't make a sound, holding a book in his right hand, flipping through it leisurely.

Cuisheng looked at the ink-colored invitation card with some sadness.

In fact, those monks were right.

Mr. Ling is a monster, and Master Master is Master Master, so they can't be a Taoist couple at all. Once this invitation is sent out, the whole cultivation world will know that Ling Xinglan is Lin Hexuan's apprentice.

Master... What exactly does he think of the young master?Bed pet?apprentice?Temporary freshness?

Master has everything, but he doesn't care, Cuisheng is only worried that Ling Xinglan will suffer in this disparate relationship...

Cuisheng was so worried and in a daze for a long time, when he heard Lin Hexuan suddenly say something.

"go out."

Lin Hexuan looked at him coldly and said it again.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Nu was distracted just now, Xiao Nu will leave now."

Cuisheng left timidly, even scared out of his previous nickname.

Woo woo woo, master is really scary, so scary!Son, you really suffered! !Cuisheng misses you! !

As if checking the time, not long after Cuisheng left, Ling Xinglan walked in briskly.

The little apprentice just went to visit his good friend who was in distress, and he was obviously relieved, and his brows were full of joy.

Seeing that Lin Hexuan was reading, Ling Xinglan ran to the short book table with a smile, opened his clothes, and sat opposite the master, propped his head with one hand, tilted his head to look at him, and blinked.

"Master, are you busy now?"

Lin Hexuan didn't put down the book, but raised his eyes and moved his gaze to Ling Xinglan's waist, it was empty, without any jade pendant.

Ling Xinglan quickly took out Lin Hexuan's small card from his pocket and put it on.

Master is really overbearing.

Ling Xinglan thought.

But this is also impossible.

After he lost his memory, he was stupid and naive, getting into trouble all the time, what if he was in danger?

If he didn't have this jade pendant, he would have regretted the drunk life dreaming of death thousands of times. After all, the master did it for his own good. Although the method was a bit extreme, Lin Hexuan is not human after all...

If he didn't like the person in front of him, Ling Xinglan would feel that this thing was like a dog tag with no privacy, but now he likes Lin Hexuan, his eyes are full of Lin Hexuan, so he reluctantly calls this thing a small token of love .

Simple, gentle and gentle, since there is love for each other, don't get too entangled, it's best to get to the end of this book together.

Ling Xinglan's thoughts are so straightforward, if you like it, you like it, if you love it, you love it, there is really no hesitation at all.

Seeing Ling Xinglan obediently put on the jade pendant, Lin Hexuan gently put the scroll on the table and asked him, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Master, Master, I've made it clear. I like you, and I like you the most."

Lin Hexuan didn't seem to be surprised that he would say this after visiting Jing Tianxing, but instead said in a low voice: "...Then I will only punish Jing Tianxing to sweep the mountain for eight months, how about it?"

Ling Xinglan thought, wow, there is such a good thing, he didn't even mention it!

"Okay, disciple, I will thank Master on behalf of Senior Brother Jing!"

The boy's eyebrows and eyes frowned. After recovering his memory, he was able to control the transformation at will. A fluffy snow-white tail dangled behind his back, which made people want to reach out and stroke it.

Lin Hexuan lowered his head and continued to read, as if he had no intention of chatting with him.

This is too cold!

Ling Xinglan was a little angry, he was confessing his love seriously!What book could be more important than his confession!No book is more important than his confession!

"Snapped!"

Ling Xinglan slammed the book in Lin Hexuan's hand on the ground with his paw, looking very cute angrily.

"……you say."

Lin Hexuan wanted to see if he could say anything more flattering.

The little apprentice put his hands on the table and kept approaching him, his face was flushed, and his beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, really shining like stars.

"Master, I have liked you since I left the Frost Prison, or even earlier, not the kind of liking between master and apprentice, nor the kind of liking I have for Brother Jing's friends, I, I regard you as My beloved, my Taoist companion, in the days to come, we will go on together, okay? No matter how many difficulties there are, I will accompany you!"

After Ling Xinglan finished speaking in one breath, panting and anxious, his chest heaved and vomited, and he waited expectantly for Master's response.

Lin Hexuan looked at him absent-mindedly, and turned his head for a while.

"Well, I see."

"You know?" Ling Xinglan was stunned.

Lin Hexuan picked up the book and shook the dust that didn't exist.

"Go on, half a year is the bottom line, I won't be soft-hearted, you don't have to force it."

"Reluctantly? I don't force it! Master, I'm telling you my heart, but you didn't respond at all. I still have to ask you, what do you mean?"

Ling Xinglan is really confessing his love from the bottom of his heart!How could Lin Hexuan remain indifferent? !

Lin Hexuan said with a headache: "Of course I... naturally love you too."

If it wasn't for Ling Xinglan, others would have turned into icicles when he knocked down his book, and he would endure the urge to punish him, listening to so many love words just to please others?

……

But it still sounds comfortable.

The little apprentice who regained his memory really knows how to talk about love.

Seeing that he had compromised, Ling Xinglan folded his arms and sat back, humming.

"I've said so much, and you just dismissed me with one sentence?"

Lin Hexuan thought for a while, and took out an exquisite item from the mustard bag.

"what is this?"

"Nine Turns Returning to the Soul Pill, one pill can bring back to life human flesh and bones, there are five pills in it, you take care of it yourself."

Ling Xinglan's eyes lit up, he took the purple-black porcelain bottle, and couldn't put it down.

He thought to himself, forget it, Master's original personality is high cold, depressed and not talkative, if there is a gift of love, he will not ask him to say more love words, so as not to be too nasty.

"It's almost there."

Ling Xinglan yelled at Master without hesitation.

Lin Hexuan: "...um."

He looked at the young man with a sweet smile, and thought that although this kind of relationship is very sick, and this method is very despicable, as long as Ling Xinglan doesn't leave, it will be considered complete.