The apprentice just wants to die

Ever since the crisis of punishment was lifted that day, Feng Xun has become strange.

Today Feng Xun was finally recruited by Nangong Duan for help, so he had a chance to slip down to catch his breath.

I don't know if it's his illusion, Feng Xun seems to be...extremely clingy these days.No matter where he went, a white shadow would follow him.

Although people used to say that they were inseparable, but that was just a description, but now they are really 'inseparable'

Mo Wuyou's desire to curse people has become stronger and stronger recently.Why does this person have nothing to do all day long? It’s really not good. Why don’t you practice kung fu and shut it up for ten and a half months? You have to hang around him.

"Hey, isn't this the beloved disciple of Lord Feng Xianjun, why did he condescend to come to the place of ordinary disciples like us."

Oh, this familiar tone, familiar voice.Mo Wuyou turned his head and saw that it was indeed Qi Shengping.

It's not a day or two since this person can't get used to him, Mo Wuyou doesn't even bother to talk to him.Holding the biscuit in his mouth, he found a seat and sat down on his own, not forgetting to pull Luo Yan over.

Seeing that Mo Wuyou didn't even bother to look at him, Qi Shengping was furious.Yin Yang said strangely, "Sure enough, it's good to have a backer. Ordinary disciples like us don't even have the qualifications to talk to someone."

"That's right, looking at the way he is pulling, I really think how powerful I am, isn't it just that I have a good master."

"Tch, if I also have a master like Feng Xianjun, my cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and I will never get him to be arrogant."

"I don't know if there is something about him that can be favored by Feng Xianjun, it seems like that."

The surrounding disciples of Qi Shengping's faction all joined in, and a few people said something to each other. Although they didn't say Mo Wuyou's name clearly, everyone knew who they were talking about.

Although the other disciples did not participate, they did not speak for Mo Wuyou either.

One is because Mo Wuyou was brought back by Feng Xun as an apprentice when he was a child, except for Feng Xun, no one knew about Mo Wuyou's cultivation and talent.So each of them more or less had the idea that Mo Wuyou was just lucky, or that they could do it themselves.

The second reason is that although Qi Shengping's father is only the head of a small sect, they cannot afford to offend him.Naturally, they couldn't risk offending Qi Shengping to help someone they didn't know well.

But they didn't speak, but Luo Yan was angry.He immediately stood up from where he was sitting.

Pointing fingers randomly, "You, you, you, you, and you. It's just that you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. Look at your faces, you really make me laugh."

Luo Yan's words were very straightforward, and he didn't save any face, and the faces of those who were said turned pale.

One of the disciples gave a 'bah', "Luo Yan, what are you, aren't you just Mo Wuyou's dog leg?"

Luo Yan was almost annoyed by the other party's thick skin, how could he have such a big face, "You are talking about yourself, you just follow behind that surname Qi all day long, like a servant."

Luo Yan said with an expression of sudden realization, and looked at the rest of the people, "And you, don't you even want your face just for such a small benefit."

Mo Wuyou glanced at Luo Yan and raised his eyebrows.It can't be seen that this guy's combat effectiveness is quite high.

"Who are you calling shameless!" Several other people couldn't bear to listen anymore, they approached one after another, and surrounded the two menacingly.

Luo Yan wasn't afraid, and smiled provocatively, "I'll blame whoever reacts the most, but you're all quite excited, it seems like you're all a bunch of shameless people."

"Luo Yan, don't go too far!"

Qi Shengping's expression was ugly, and now Luo Yan made it clear that he was trying to get along with them.If he doesn't stand up again, he will really be at a disadvantage in the future.

"I'm going too far?" Luo Yan pointed at himself exaggeratedly, "Did I come here out of nowhere to be provocative, or did I come here with a jealous look on my face to scold people? It's obvious that you have no skills and cannot be favored by Feng Xianjun. Biting people indiscriminately with their mouths."

"you!"

One of the disciples named Wu Dan couldn't take it any longer, so he raised his hand and sent a fireball towards Luo Yan.

Luo Yan didn't expect that this person would really dare to make a move in the sect, and he didn't react for a while, watching the fireball getting closer and closer.

Getting closer...and further away.

"Ah-ahh!"

Heart-piercing screams rang out, and Wu Dan kept rolling on the ground, but the fire showed no signs of diminishing, instead it continued to burn more and more.

Several disciples around Wu Dan hurriedly cast spells, such as water polo, water column, and kept throwing them at Wu Dan.

But it didn't help at all, Wu Dan still screamed on the ground, and even his voice became weaker, which made people worry that someone would die in a while.

"Mo Wuyou, are you going to mutilate your fellow disciples!" Qi Shengping realized that his mana was useless at all, and he was unwilling to reconcile and was delighted to have found a reason to attack Mo Wuyou.

As for that disciple, he didn't care at all.

It is a serious crime to be expelled from the sect to mutilate fellow apprentices.With the rules in place, even Feng Xianjun will not protect him at that time.

"So what?" Mo Wuyou glanced at the rolling man on the ground, "It's a waste of resources for a person like this to live, and I'm helping him make a little contribution to the world."

A disciple who had a good relationship with Wu Dan on weekdays was so anxious that his eyes turned red, but there was nothing he could do, and he cursed, "Mo Wuyou, a vicious person like you should go to the [-]th floor of hell and accept you as a disciple." It is the failure of Feng Xianjun's life!"

Failure?

Mo Wuyou froze suddenly.

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"Mo Wuyou, Feng Xianjun won't like people like you. People with dark hearts like you should go to hell."

"The person Feng Xianjun likes is me. You see, he is also protecting me today and doesn't believe you."

"Mo Wuyou, I will be Feng Xun's only disciple, if you are sensible, you can leave by yourself."

"Worriless, don't be stubborn anymore."

"Worriless! You can't kill Qi Shu."

"Master, you can choose. Choose me as an apprentice, or don't want any of them. Anyway, Qi Shu is dead."

"From now on, I don't have your apprentice!"

"..."

"it is good."

Plop, plop, plop, plop...

There was a scorching feeling in the heart, the soul began to be restless, and the blood was surging.

"Yeah, I'm a failure."

Mo Wuyou laughed softly, laughing at himself.Wasn't his failure finally solved by Feng Xun himself?

There was blood in his eyes, and Mo Wuyou seemed to feel the despair that Feng Xun gave up that day again.

It was really uncomfortable at that time, so uncomfortable that I was going crazy.But his pride did not allow him to show any fragility, even though his eyes were so dry that they hurt, he still stared at Feng Xun closely, not daring to blink, for fear that the tears overflowing his eyes would fall down in the next second .

It wasn't until then that he really got to know Feng Xun, a person who would never fall in love with someone.

What he cares most about has always been the so-called common people in the world.

He is the most gentle person in the world, but he is also the cruelest person in the world.

"Host, calm down quickly, the masking pill will fail if this continues!" 520's siren sounded urgently.

The host's mood fluctuates too much now, and the demonic energy is almost uncontrollable.It would be over if found out.

520 has no other way, the only thing he can do is to use the loudest voice to alarm Mo Wuyou's mind, hoping that the host can regain some sanity and struggle out of his demons.

Luo Yan also noticed that something was wrong with Mo Wuyou, and was shocked when he saw those blood-red eyes.

This is a sign of a demon.

"Brother Mo! Brother Mo!" Luo Yan shook Mo Wuyou's shoulder vigorously, trying to wake him up, "Hurry up and wake up, if you continue like this, you're going to be possessed!"

The few disciples around have already retreated. You must know that people who are possessed by demons tend to be murderous and start killing nearby.They don't want to be affected.

As for the disciple named Wu Dan, the fire on his body disappeared when Mo Wuyou lost his mind, and even his clothes didn't burn a bit.If it weren't for the fact that his face was still as white as a ghost, it would be impossible to tell that he had just been burned by the fire.

Qi Shengping retreated to a safer position, and then raised his eyes to see Mo Wuyou's situation.

Become a demon, so that I will have the opportunity to become Feng Xianjun's apprentice.

Qi Shengping was expecting viciously in his heart.

Luo Yan was extremely anxious, no matter how much he shook Mo Wuyou, the other party did not respond, but the blood in his eyes became more and more intense.

"No, I'll go find Lord Feng Xian!"

Luo Yan originally wanted to take Mo Wuyou there, but he couldn't pull him away at all. He had no choice but to fly with his sword alone to find someone.

Mo Wuyou had just told him before that Feng Xianjun went to find the master, so he should go to the master's palace now.

"Be sure to make it in time, God bless."

"Nangong, everything is done, I'll go back first." Feng Xun put down the book in his hand.

"Okay, okay, go back and accompany your precious apprentice." Nangong Duan was speechless, can you stop laughing, it will annoy him.

As soon as Feng Xun stood up, a person who was still standing on the sword rushed in at the door, because the speed was too fast, he even fell directly to the ground.

Luo Yan didn't even have time to get up, so he hurriedly said, "Feng Xianjun, hurry to the disciple's martial arts field, Mo, Brother Mo is going to be possessed."

"Bang Dang!" The chair was knocked to the ground, Feng Xun was gone in a blink of an eye.

Nangong Duan frowned tightly, and pulled Luo Yan up, "Talk while walking."

Feng Xun stood on the sword, his nervous hands were trembling, how could he be possessed by a demon, obviously he had only been away for a long time.

how could be?

Arriving at the training ground as quickly as possible, Feng Xun rushed into the room, "Worriless!"

"what?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came into his ears.It was familiar because of Mo Wuyou's voice at that time, but unfamiliar because the tone of that voice was too indifferent.

Feng Xun stared blankly at the source of the voice.

A young man in red stood in the center, his eyes were the purest color of blood, and even the corners of his eyes were stained with crimson. Coupled with that beautiful face, he was unbelievably coquettish.

At this moment, the boy was pinching a person's neck with his seemingly weak hands, and licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his red tongue, as if he was thinking about how to end the life of this ant.

The eyes are cold, without a trace of emotion.Like a high god, everything in the world is equally unimportant to him.It is also like a demon crawling out of hell, taking pleasure in killing, and human life is just a tool for fun.

Feng Xun was stunned, he had never seen this kind of worry-free, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Luo Yan and Nangong Duan finally arrived here, and when they saw this scene, they were as stunned as Feng Xun.

"This is Brother Mo? How did it become so..." Luo Yan's words stopped abruptly, because he saw Mo Wuyou drop Qi Shengping from his hand, and walked towards them instead.

Mo Wuyou's mind is very fuzzy now, those memories seem to be covered with a layer of veil, and he can see the general idea hazily, but no matter how clear they are, they are gone.

The person in white clothes in front of him gave him a feeling of closeness and longing, which made him want to get closer involuntarily.

"What's your name?"

Feng Xun looked at the person who had already walked in front of him, and stretched out his hand worriedly, but he was also greatly relieved, and his suspended heart calmed down again.There is no magic energy, no magic, as long as you comb it well, you can recover.

"Worriless, can you go back with Master first?"

Mo Wuyou looked at the outstretched hand, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger.

Once upon a time, when I was lying in a pool of blood, a person reached out to me, saying that he would take me home.

Mo Wuyou only remembered that the person smiled warmly and was very good-looking.

It's good to see that he decided at that moment to stay by that person's side until the end of his life.

The author has something to say: Mo Xiaoyou: This man in white is so familiar, it gave me the urge to beat him up.

Master: Worry-free, take a good look...