Master, he feeds wolves with his body

This sentence obviously aroused the interest of a group of men at the same table, they stretched their heads over and smiled lewdly.

"I think it must be Gu He! He is the head of the sect and has high spiritual power. How can such a person be subservient!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

Seeing someone agreeing, the person who just spoke is even more proud!

"What do you know! What is the relationship between the things in the bed and spiritual power!"

As soon as this sentence came out, several people nodded.

The speaker looked at it and continued: "I used to follow behind our head, and I saw Gu He from a distance, that looks! That figure! Tsk tsk tsk——"

"Speak now!"

"The little waist is so thin!"

The man stroked in front with both hands, and swallowed, "In addition to the feeling of being superior to all living beings, if you ask me to do it once, it will be worth my death!"

"Then go to die!"

A Wujin long sword slid past the man.

The blade was long and thin, and the speed across his throat was very fast. Before he could understand what happened, his head fell to the ground like a roll.

The bones are a few feet away, and the head is in a different place.

The guests in the lobby of the teahouse jumped out in fright, and the owner also hid.

The surrounding monks were dumbfounded, and Qiqi raised his head to look at the man in black who retracted his long sword as if nothing had happened.

The mask covered his face, his eyes were lazily staring at the blood on the blade, and there was a bit of regret in his expression, as if he disliked the blood staining his sword.

"You... who are you! So rampant!"

"Do you know who we are? We are disciples of Wangyue Pavilion!"

A group of monks raised their swords and faced Xiao Yi defensively.

The other party didn't care about their actions. After silently wiping the blood on the blade, the man in black finally raised his eyelids to look at them, "If you want to survive, you must learn to shut up!"

"or--"

The man moved his jaw and made a smiley expression, "I'll help you shut up!"

"You are so brave!"

The leading man looked at his classmates on the ground, feeling unwilling, "He's alone, we go up together, I don't believe—"

Before he finished speaking, a sword energy came from the other party, and his right hand that raised the sword fell to the ground with a crash while holding the long sword together.

Taking a closer look, there is a deep fracture in the right arm from top to bottom, and the flesh and blood are clearly visible.

The leading man let out an "ah" and passed out in pain like he couldn't help it!

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

The others rushed to support the fallen man, and tremblingly raised their swords at Xiao Yi, not daring to show their anger, for fear that the other party would come over with another sword in a fit of anger and cut down another one!

"It's already like this, it's fine—"

The man in black rolled his eyes and said lightly, "Why do you have to pay the price before you know you are afraid!"

"What's going on here!"

A woman aged seventeen or eighteen came in outside the door, wearing a light yellow dress and carrying a wooden box.

Seeing her, a group of monks suddenly had a backbone, and all of them shared their hatred and complained to her, "Junior Sister! It's him! We didn't do anything, and he killed Senior Brother Qi and injured Senior Brother Feng!"

The woman walked up to the group of people and pulled out the long sword she carried with her, "Who are you! Are you a bit deceitful!"

But seeing the other party sizing him up carefully, he asked back: "Are you Yin Ling'er?"

"I am Yin Ling'er!"

The corners of the lips of the man in black's mask hooked up, "Little girl, that's all!"

"Hey, what do you mean!"

You can't beat me! "

The man in black turned around and walked to the door, saying as he walked, "Instead of questioning me, why don't you ask your dying... Brother Qi, what did you do?"

Yin Linger stomped her feet, looked at those senior brothers who lowered their heads, her almond eyes widened, "What did you just do?"

A group of monks looked away, how could they say those nasty words to a little girl just now!

"You! Say it!" Yin Linger pointed at one casually.

The man who was pointed looked around at his fellow disciples with their heads bowed, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "Senior Brother Qi...was a little disrespectful to Sect Master Gu just now..."

Yin Ling'er changed her face when she heard the words, glared at the people on the ground bitterly, and said, "You deserve it!"

Looking at the suitcase I was carrying, I thought of the purpose of coming this time, "I'm here to tell you, you go back! I won't go. At the end of the year, I will look back at the moon with my sixth brother." Pavilion!"

"But... little junior sister... the master said... I must take you back!"

Yin Linger stared at the person who spoke, and paused every word, "I said, I, no, go back!"

After speaking, she turned and left with the wooden box in her hand. When she walked outside the door, Yin Linger turned around and looked at the teahouse with some disgust, "A low-level disciple from the outer sect deserves to be called my little junior sister!"

It was gloomy and snowing.

As night fell, the thick fresh snow greeted the moonlight, and the road was bright.

Xiao Yi walked up the mountain on the creaking snow, the path was quiet and rarely visited——

He walked in the direction of Yanyuntai, step by step, with a complicated heart.

He wanted to take a look at that person, but he was afraid of seeing that person.

He loves that person, and he resents that person.

No matter how long the road was, there was a moment when it came to an end. He stopped outside Yanyun Terrace, looking at the most familiar place.

The snowflakes are white, covering the Yanyun Terrace, and the jade trees and Qiongzhi are like a fairyland.

Only the undefeated phoenix flower tree is still in full bloom, splashing and splashing, burning crimson and white new snow, so beautiful that it doesn't seem to be in the world.

There was no one in the courtyard, at this point, he should be reading on the table!

Then... when I met him at that moment... what should I call him?If I continue to call him Master, will he be angry...

I said those unfeeling words, will he hit me...

And... and the killing order, does he really want my life...

Xiao Yi stood outside the door, clenched and loosened his fingers, and finally boldly stepped into the door of Yanyuntai.

Passing through the courtyard, the main hall was brightly lit, and Master's figure was swaying as the candlelight hit the window.

Master, he... seems to have lost weight again...

Xiao Yi was about to go in, but saw another figure on the window—a thin figure with long hair tied up high.

Who is this?

The people inside bent over, and the figures of the two people on the window were entangled together, Xiao Yi's face darkened.

After a while, the people inside moved, as if they were about to leave.Xiao Yi stepped behind the phoenix flower tree and stared at the door coldly.

From a distance away, I saw a man with a food box coming out of the main hall. He looked very strange, dressed in black clothes, and his black hair was tied up high with a white jade hair button.

This figure, this outfit...why is it inexplicably familiar?

Xiao Yi lowered his head and glanced at himself...why does he look so much like himself?

No... Maybe it should be said that he and I are both like the person in the portrait!

Xiao Yi's heart was sour, and his anger was everywhere, and he pressed his fingertips deeply into the tree trunk.

So fast...so fast, you've got a new replacement again!

An evil fire rose from the bottom of his heart, Xiao Yi came out from behind the tree trunk, and opened the door of the main hall.

The cold wind came in following his movements, and the person at the desk didn't even look at him, but just tightened his clothes, "Why are you back again?"

The person who entered the door was silent, Gu He turned his head, with a slightly confused look on his face, and asked uncertainly: "Xiao Yi?"

"It turns out that without this face, Master really dare not recognize me?"

The voice of the person at the door was frivolous, "Or is it that there are too many people around Master... I am serving too many people... Master can't tell who is who? Huh?"

Gu He thought he was weird, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

"I have to ask you...my dear master..."

The person at the door approached step by step, with a sweet voice, "As long as Master likes... I hate it to death!"

"Seeing this face... makes me sick!"

Xiao Yi walked up to Gu He, lowered his head and looked down at him, "It seems that after I left, Master has a new candidate... Master's heart has changed so quickly!"

Gu He frowned, Xiao Yi...he shouldn't be like this...

Could it be that it will be like this after practicing the magic method?

As they got closer, there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Gu He looked at the sword at his waist, "Did you kill someone?"

Xiao Yi's voice was cold and hard, "That's why they should die!"

"Xiao Yi!"

Gu He looked at him, but felt strange, his Yi'er should be the most well-behaved and sensible, he has always been warm-hearted and kind, when was he like this, full of anger, killed someone, and said others should die!

Gu He suppressed his anger, and gave him a cold look, "It's not that 'the teacher and the apprentice have nothing to do with each other'! What are you doing here now, you can't be angry with me!"

Xiao Yi smiled and touched his hand, "I miss Master, so I came naturally! What am I here for..."

Sliding fingers up Gu He's arm, "Master is here, what else can I do? Naturally... fuck you!"

Gu He's scalp became numb from his words, Xiao Yi... Xiao Yi, when did he say such a thing in front of him! !

The itchy touch on his arm startled him, and he knocked off Xiao Yi's hand like a conditioned reflex.

This action obviously angered Xiao Yi, he withdrew his hand, jealous, "Shizun really has a newcomer and forgets the old one, didn't you get very happy with me before? Why are you not allowed to touch now?" ?”

"Bastard!"

Gu He was trembling with anger, turned his head away from him, "Go!"

Xiao Yi was not angry either, he pinched Gu He's chin with his fingers, and said in an obscene tone, "Master, have you forgotten? Would you like me to help Master remember... Master is naked, his skin is like jade, under me, Wan Zhuan Cheng Huan..."

"Xiao Yi! You bastard!"

Gu He knocked off his hand, stood up angrily from the pear flower wood chair, pointed at the door, "Hurry up and get out!"

"Master is angry? What are you angry about? Angry at me for being unruly?"

Xiao Yi bullied him, "But I'm unruly, isn't that what Master is used to?"

"Why is Master rushing me away in such a hurry? Is he afraid that the kid who just went out will get angry if he finds out?"

The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth curled up, his eyes were cold, he clasped Gu He's waist, pulled on himself, and asked maliciously, "Is he as good as me? Can he make Master comfortable? Hmm?"

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It’s still the chapter of ghs mentioned yesterday. I edited the article, and then it was ruthlessly rejected...

Maybe I will delete all the rou, and then put the original version on Weibo, or share it on the network disk, and I will tell you in advance when the time comes!

I don’t want to edit the text, I’m irritated ヽ('⌒′メ)ノ