The villain master does not believe that I love him

Shame is an indispensable part of a person's growth process.

Ling Xinglan once deleted one by one the groans of the second-year period in QQ space one by one, and in the middle of the night, he recalled the stupid things he did on a certain day, and then used his toes to deduct a luxurious sea view for his future social animal in the early morning. house.

Of course, all of the above are nothing to be ashamed of now.

Ling Xinglan has lost her memory and has done some more shameful and stupid things in recent years.

For example, he jumped into Master’s bath with a plop and almost drowned, for example, he hugged Master’s shirt and refused to let go, for example, he climbed to Master’s desk and stepped on a series of paw prints on famous paintings, and for example, he cried again not long ago. And I have to sleep in the master's dormitory even if I crawled out of bed in the middle of the night...

After recovering her memory, the first thing Ling Xinglan wanted to do was to move to the side hall.

He didn't know how to avoid suspicion before, but now he understands, Lin Hexuan made it so clear that letting him live in the side hall looks ruthless, but it is actually good for both of them.

After Ling Xinglan asked his master's opinion, he packed his things non-stop and moved back to the side hall.The side hall is very close to Lin Hexuan's dormitory, just a distance away from the garden, and he doesn't have too many things, so it will be moved soon, so he can sleep in it that night.

He was like a child at the time, only knowing that the master threw himself into the side hall because he didn't want him, and he was full of grievances. Now that he re-examined, he found that the layout, lighting and decoration of the side hall, which seemed to be divided randomly at first, were very different. Exquisite, so the name has a remote side.

Ling Xinglan wandered around casually, and thought it was really good. Looking at the set of white porcelain tea set on the curling moiré desk, the glaze color was flawless, quite cute, he couldn't help picking up a teacup and carefully Taking a closer look, I thought I might as well invite Senior Brother Jing, Cuisheng and Shen Xueyi to drink tea another day, maybe I can teach them how to play mahjong when I have time.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard the bird attendants staggering in carrying the treasure chest, and suddenly let go of their hands, and the precious porcelain fell to the ground, immediately torn to pieces.

"Master Ling, are you alright?"

A red-haired bird waiter hurriedly asked him.

The Bird Attendant looked at the wreckage on the ground and almost fainted. This set of Danyang Baixue is extremely rare and unique. There is only one set in the world. The last time Elder Zhao specially invited Master Master, but he didn't get an answer. Now he is accepted. It fell to pieces.

Ling Xinglan looked at the debris on the ground with some disappointment: "It's a pity to smash it up, I like it quite a bit, is there any more?"

"Master Ling, Mr. Ling, Danyang Baixue is the only one in the world, this is a mess..."

Ling Xinglan saw the other party's anxiety and embarrassment, and smiled: "It's okay, there are four cups, just four people, enough. Clean up here and go out. By the way, what's your name?"

"My slave's name is Dan Ding, thank you, Mr. Ling."

Dan Ding looked at this fairy-like young master, thinking that he was as good-looking as rumored, and also very gentle, no wonder the servants of the Yaozu on Changlin Mountain loved him very much, and they rushed to serve him in the side hall.

Both of them thought that the trivial matter of Danyang Baixue would just pass away, but they didn't expect that another disturbance would be caused later.

At that time, the mahjong group of four was rubbing mahjong and drinking spiritual tea. Lin Hexuan suddenly came to the gambling scene and saw that each of them had a white porcelain teacup. I never thought about keeping a cup for myself. I didn't say it on the surface, but I cared about it in my heart.

So the master pretended to be a public servant, and strictly banned mahjong for one month, until there was another five-cup Danyang Baixue in the world. He replaced Ling Xinglan at the poker table, killing the hearts of the three people on the opposite side.

Ling Xinglan pushed open the window, and there was a garden full of exotic flowers and plants outside the window. When the summer wind came, the wind moved the flowers and fell, like snowflakes, which was very beautiful.What he cares about is not the beautiful scenery in front of him, but the palace covered with glazed tile roof behind the beautiful scenery. Sure enough, he is very close to Lin Hexuan, just two steps away.

He was satisfied with everything about this place, and he didn't feel any difference until he was lying on the bed.

This bed is not as good as Lin Hexuan's bed, not as soft as Lin Hexuan's bed, and not as big as Lin Hexuan's bed.

After all, it is a single bed.

Ling Xinglan rolled twice, got out of bed, opened the treasure chest, selected a few small ornaments that he usually likes and put them out to add some breath of life, and suddenly took out a silver cloak.

"So it's here..."

This cloak is silvery-white in color, with a bit of mottled fur. It looks good on the whole, but it feels a bit rough to the touch. It is not a treasure. It can be bought for three hundred spirit stones in ordinary clothing stores.

He remembered that when he went to Anqing Secret Realm to practice swords, he killed a white wolf and asked Cuisheng to make this cloak.

Ling Xinglan took the cloak and thought for a while. It was rather crude to give the fur of a third-order monster to such a powerful figure as Master.He remembered that in the plot, not long after the protagonist came to Changlin, there was a once-in-a-century animal horde, why not do another one at that time.

Because the master gave him the best, he also wanted to give the best to the master.

---

That night.

It was rare for Lin Hexuan to take the initiative to call Ling Xinglan to his bedroom.

"Master? What do you want from me?"

Lin Hexuan didn't speak, but handed out an invitation card.

Ling Xinglan took it over: "What is this?"

"Three days later is the acceptance ceremony for both of you and me. If you want to repent, there is still time."

In fact, this matter was delayed for a while because Ling Xinglan could not return to his human body, but no matter how delayed, he had to make a choice.

Ling Xinglan shook his head without hesitation, and his tone was very brisk: "You are my master, and I am your apprentice. If you are kind and loving, I will not go back on my word."

In fact, even if there is no matter about Sedum Xing, he does not intend to become Lin Hexuan's Taoist companion in name——

On the surface, Lin Hexuan is the ancestor of Changlin Xianshan, the number one sword cultivator in the cultivation world, accepting such a little monster as a closed disciple has already attracted criticism, and if he is forced to become a Taoist partner, it will definitely attract suspicion.When the time comes to find out that Lin Hexuan's true identity is a big monster in the shape of a beast, the loss outweighs the gain.

Moreover, Ling Xinglan thought sweetly, the so-called love is to be considerate of each other, although he does not have the official status of Lin Hexuan's Taoist couple, but as long as he really loves each other, he doesn't care about anything.

Lin Hexuan: "Very good."

This topic is easily taken over.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Lin Hexuan urged, "You should go."

"My bed is not good, but I still think yours is comfortable. The bed is big and soft, or... I'll just stay for one night?"

Ling Xinglan naturally sat on Lin Hexuan's bed, touched it, and it was really different. This bed was made of silk yarn and brocade, while his bed seemed to be made of golden silkworms.

But the most important thing is of course that the man sleeping on it is really pretty!He really likes it!

The master was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Did you do it voluntarily?"

Tonight is the first time they have slept together since Drunken Dreams.

Ling Xinglan was puzzled: "Of course I voluntarily, I can't come to sleep with you just to change the bed, right? But your bed is really nice!"

I can't come to sleep with you just to change the bed, can I?

Lin Hexuan understood.

It turned out to be the case.

He wants to change the bed.

Lin Hexuan slowly approached the little apprentice, Ling Xinglan was so obedient, so obedient, with his black eyes open, he just watched him walk over quietly like this, letting his parents touch him, not resisting at all, even When he stroked his cheek, he would rub it flatteringly.

"Master..."

Before Ling Xinglan finished speaking, Lin Hexuan's kiss landed on his eyebrows, like petals being blown by the wind across the sparkling water, restrained and gentle, but finally falling into the center of the lake, causing throbbing ripples, he Slowly down, kiss the little apprentice's lips, gradually deepening, inseparable.

Ling Xinglan closed his eyes, hugged Master's neck shyly and timidly, and was slowly pushed down on the big bed he liked. His dark hair like crow feathers bloomed like flowers on the snow-white brocade quilt. His breath was taken away by the man on his body, and he was almost out of breath.

He had a premonition of what would happen next, and his arms around Lin Hexuan's neck trembled slightly.

"Are you afraid?"

Aware of this, Lin Hexuan stopped.

"No, I'm just a little nervous. After all, I didn't take medicine this time."

Ling Xinglan, whose clothes were messy and half-peeled, shook his head repeatedly, inhaling and exhaling, inhaling and exhaling.

Lin Hexuan: "..."

"Okay! Let's go! I'm ready!" Ling Xinglan was eager to try, and small flames burned in his eyes.

Lin Hexuan gave a low laugh, after all, he had an impure heart and embraced him.

It's like embracing a soft flower, or embracing a piece of melted snow, or trying to catch a gust of free wind, a ray of brilliant sunshine that accidentally shines into the bottom of hell.

"I'm sorry, I'll give you whatever you want, as long as... you give me yourself."

Hearing this romantic and domineering love language, water vapor gathered in Ling Xinglan's lovely almond eyes.

"Well, of course, I give myself to you."

At this time, his black hair is loose, his cheeks are flushed, as bright as peach blossoms, and he is so shockingly beautiful, he is really a special thing that kills people between the beds.

Lin Hexuan grabbed his chin and kissed him passionately.

What Ling Xinglan thought "of course" was to give himself to Lin Hexuan, and what Lin Hexuan thought "of course" was to give everything to Ling Xinglan, so that he could stay by his side.

It seems to be about the same, but it is far from it.

---

The next day, Ling Xinglan got up early to practice swords. When he came back, he saw a group of people standing in his hall with wooden boxes in their hands. He was a little curious for a while.

Ling Xinglan: "Are they...?"

Seeing his eyes light up, Cuisheng thoughtfully handed him a cup of Lingya tea at just the right temperature.

"These are all rewards from Master Master! They are all good things, please open them quickly, Young Master."

Ling Xinglan walked over inquiringly, and opened the wooden boxes one by one.

"Wow, what a handsome dress."

In the first box is a snow-white seamless skirt, as thin as a flap of cicada's wings, as soft as the wind, it is not afraid of the scorching heat or the wind and cold, and it is also very beautiful, with lifelike cranes embroidered on the silver-white satin The pattern, the classic buckle is made of underwater luminous pearls, I don’t know how chic it is to wear on the body.

"This rockery potted plant is really big..."

In the second box is a two-palm-wide pixie illusion, which is called a rockery potted plant, rather it is a lively pocket-sized world.

The running horses, flowing streams, and growing trees follow the cycle of the four seasons and are full of vitality.There are days and nights in the small potted plants, there are sunny days and rainy days, and the flowers bloom and fall, thriving and full of fun.It is very elegant to put such a world in the palm of your hand on the desk to relieve boredom when you are bored.

"Huh? Why is this pen still shining?"

The third box contained a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Ling Xinglan picked up a pen at random, and vaguely remembered that there was a similar Xuanyu Langhao pen in Lin Hexuan's study room, and the one he got today was only carved from crystal clear white jade. Completed, faintly emitting a soft aura.

The characters written with the Huiming magic pen are beautiful no matter how you look at them. Users don't need to bother too much to write extremely beautiful handwriting.

Seeing that there were still seven or eight boxes left, Ling Xinglan didn't rush to look at them. He glanced at Cuisheng, and the look on the other side told him that the matter was not over yet.

It's not over yet.

There is another big guy waiting behind.

Cuisheng waved: "Bring the things in."

"What is it? The scene is quite big." Ling Xinglan said in surprise.

It turned out to be a bed.

Big bed.

He can even run on it.

Ling Xinglan sat on it, feeling unbelievably comfortable.

Master really likes him so much, he remembered everything he mentioned, and even gave him so many good things, touching!

Cuisheng sent people away, hesitatingly said: "Young master, do you know that the invitation for the disciple acceptance ceremony has been sent out."

Once it is made public, Ling Xinglan and Lin Hexuan will have a lifelong master-student relationship, and they cannot be Taoist couples.

Ling Xinglan's bright and good mood was not affected by this incident at all, he hugged the baby Lin Hexuan sent, and smiled happily.

"Isn't it enough to have these babies?"

Sending so many things, isn't it enough to show Master's intentions?

He wasn't upset at all.

yes!There are treasures, pills and spirit stones, isn't that enough?

Cuisheng almost cried with joy: "You don't care, as long as you don't care!"

Since Mr. Ling did not covet the position of Taoist couple, it proves that he is not passionately in love. Cuisheng felt guilty for trying to match the two in order to live a good life before himself, but now it seems that they just get what they need, which is wonderful.

Ling Xinglan was happy, but when he thought about what happened to his master and his friends in the original book, he felt worried.

The main plot is coming soon. Although he is not as good as the protagonist, he must not hold back Master, right?

"Cuisheng, what is your cultivation level now?"

Cuisheng replied: "I was originally a fourth-order wood-type emerald feather bird, and now I am in the middle stage of Jindan."

Ling Xinglan sighed, even Cuisheng's cultivation level is higher than her own?

Originally, a seventh-level monster like him was born with an early-stage cultivation base, one level higher than Brother Jing, but he was seriously injured in the cold sky and ice prison, and he had to start from the foundation building all over again. here we go.

Cuisheng hated him the most when he was sad, and racked his brains to think of a way to make Ling Xinglan happy.

"I know that there is a kind of elixir in Cultivator Shen's place that can quickly improve the cultivation base, why don't you invite him to come and have a look?"

Shen Xueyi came very quickly, he was handsome, he looked like a gentleman like jade, he looked like a good doctor.

"I do have a elixir to speed up the absorption of spiritual energy, but the spirit field of the user must be in the best condition, otherwise it will be easy to backfire."

Shen Xueyi took Ling Xinglan's pulse, wanting to check the situation of his Lingtian, but suddenly showed an extremely strange expression.

"Cultivator Shen, Cultivator Shen, what's wrong with my son?" Cuisheng asked anxiously.

Seeing his strange expression, Ling Xinglan thought that he had diagnosed a happy pulse.

Shen Xueyi looked puzzled and said: "I remember that Mr. Ling should be in the middle stage of foundation establishment, how come he has soared to the early stage of refining the void in a few days? Strange, really strange. And there is nothing wrong with it."

"What?! Young master is already a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage?" Cuisheng looked at Ling Xinglan in surprise.

Ling Xinglan really didn't know when he became so powerful. These days, his memory recovered, and he had just lost his virginity. There were so many complicated things that he never noticed such a change in his body.

"There is only one possibility."

He heard Shen Xueyi say that.

"Double cultivation with unparalleled power, the more powerful the double cultivation of power, the better the effect."

Ling Xinglan: "Ah, here."

Shen Xueyi wants to let a little demon with a hidden disease fly from foundation establishment to void refinement. This great power must be very powerful. I am afraid that there are not many people in the world. Now in Changlin, the only one who can have such power is... …

Shen Xueyi: "..."

He seemed to have accidentally discovered some terrible secret.

"Cultivator Shen, why did you leave? Our young master hasn't finished watching it yet!"

Cuisheng grabbed Shen Xueyi who wanted to escape.

"It's all right, Cuisheng, let Cultivator Shen go, he's worked hard today."

Ling Xinglan smiled slightly, and understood the embarrassment of the other party, and had a plan in mind.

Shen Xueyi hesitated for a while, and finally looked at the delicate young master.

"I remember that your master-student relationship will be announced to the world soon. By then, everyone in the cultivation world will know that you are the master master's closed disciple."

Ling Xinglan didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "Yes, I know."

Cuisheng also said: "We, Mr. Ling, don't care. Have you seen those spirit treasures? They were all rewarded by Master Master, and that's enough."

Shen Xueyi was stunned for a while, feeling that monsters are indeed more open-minded than humans.

"...I'm leaving, goodbye, come to Luomeiju to find me if you need anything!"

Although Shen Xueyi ran away, Ling Xinglan's thoughts about double cultivation did not stop.

He thought to himself, the so-called one drop of X means ten drops of blood.

Master's XX is great tonic!

...Then why don't he get back some more, rush to Mahayana in one breath, step on the plot, and punch the protagonist, wouldn't it be a pleasure!