White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

"Master?" Duan Yixuan's doubtful voice came from behind.

Lan Qiu sat there motionless, Duan Yixuan put away his sword, raised his legs and walked towards him.

Lan Qiu noticed the movement, and quickly reached out to cover the food box, pretending to be calm and said: "What's the matter?"

Duan Yixuan stopped: "It's nothing, I just saw Master sitting still for a long time, so I asked."

Lan Qiu hurriedly said, "I'm just thinking about the Disciple Hall."

"Disciple Hall?"

"The Disciple Hall is a place where inner disciples practice and learn together. There will be elders giving lectures. Logically speaking, you should go there to study for a few months."

Lan Qiu packed up his things while talking, then rolled up his sleeves and said: "Disciple Hall pays attention to teaching some basic things, but they are all important content. If you want to go, you can go to report."

Duan Yixuan didn't want to let go of even the slightest opportunity to learn, but he would stay in the Disciple Hall for several months, and he would not come back during the period.

This also means that he will not see Lan Qiu for a long time.

Duan Yixuan was somewhat against this matter.

"After a while, I may need to go out. The time is variable. It would be nice if you could go to the Disciple Hall."

Lan Qiu said thoughtfully, according to the previous suzerain's intention, he might go to Yunjin City soon.

In addition to teaching the basics, the Disciple Hall will also give appropriate trials, which is a very good opportunity for newcomers.

Duan Yixuan was silent for a while, then said: "I'll go."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his sword, turned around and returned to the original position.

Lan Qiu glanced at Duan Yixuan out of the corner of her eye, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, almost revealing herself, if she was discovered, she would be tied up and burned.

Thinking of the contents of many time-traveling novels, Lan Qiu gradually became sad, and when he thought about the system just now, he became even more worried.

He asked: "System, what I transmigrated into is "Guardian", right?"

He thought he could save one more time.

The system said indifferently: "After testing, this world is "The White Moonlight Above the Heavens""

Snapped.

Lan Qiu seemed to hear the sound of her dreams being shattered.

He never wanted to hear the title of the book again.

"Please let the hero develop love for the host." The system repeated the task.

Lan Qiu: "..."

He is not happy, nor is he happy anymore.

"Can I switch systems?"

"There is no such option at this time."

Lan Qiu went to Elder Lin the next day to talk about Duan Yixuan's entry into the disciple hall.

Upon hearing this, Elder Lin carved his name on the jade plaque on one side: "There have been some changes in the experience of Disciple Hall all along."

"It's more difficult this year, and it's not just limited to day-to-day things."

Lan Qiu's eyebrows twitched: "How will that change?"

Elder Lin smiled at Lan Qiu: "Elder Lan, don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, the essence is to train disciples."

In other words, it won't be too difficult.

Lan Qiu's half-suspended heart was relieved, he was really worried about Duan Yixuan.

He felt like he was raising a cub, almost becoming an old father mentality.

"By the way, let Elder Huilan know that things in Yunjin City have changed. There are demon cultivators doing evil, and even the common people have been affected a lot. The Gu family in the city are a little bit overwhelmed." Elder Lin's serious and rigid face was more serious A trace of dignity.

If it's just a matter between monks, it's fine, but if it involves ordinary people, it's different, not to mention, even the monks in the city have an accident.

Elder Lin seemed to have remembered something, and said, "Elder Lan is in good health these days."

The boy's face was still pale, and his thin body was wrapped in a wide white robe, as weak as if he would fall down when the wind blows.

Lan Qiu showed a slight smile, "It's still okay, very healthy."

As soon as he finished saying this today, he was slapped in the face tonight.

When she returned to Medicine Valley, Lan Qiu didn't feel anything wrong, but not long after she sat down, she was dizzy, her whole body was hot, and her reason was almost stretched into a string.

He felt his own pulse.

have a fever.

As soon as Duan Yixuan entered the room, he saw the young man sitting at the table, pursing his lips slightly, his delicate face was flushed, the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be tinged with red, it was clearly a cold posture, but there was a kind of lust .

"Master?" he called out.

After a while, Lan Qiu responded, "En?"

Duan Yixuan frowned and stepped forward, but he didn't smell alcohol on Lan Qiu.

"Master, I've offended you." He whispered, bent down and reached out to touch Lan Qiu's forehead.

very hot.

"Master, you are sick."

When Lan Qiu heard this, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "It's a little uncomfortable."

Just a little bit.

He was a little dizzy thinking.

Duan Yixuan didn't say anything, just frowned.

Seeing that he was silent, Lan Qiu turned her head and said affirmatively: "Really."

Duan Yixuan was silent for a few seconds, "En."

"I'll make medicine for you."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by one sleeve.

As soon as he lowered his head, he met those black eyes, which were clear and translucent, like gems that were clear and not stained with dust.

"unnecessary."

"It's good to sleep."

Lan Qiu lowered her eyes slightly, a little drowsy.

Duan Yixuan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out the back of his hand to touch Lan Qiu's cheek, it was a little hot.

He was tense for a while, his breath was short for a moment, and then he blushed slightly and said, "I'm offended."

Duan Yixuan bent down and picked up Lan Qiu.

These days, Lan Qiu provided Duan Yixuan with good food and drink, both food and nourishment, plus Duan Yixuan was still practicing, his body was much stronger, and he had grown a little taller, so it was easy to hug someone.

Lan Qiu only felt dizzy and sleepy, but she didn't intend to struggle, so she let Duan Yixuan carry her back on the bed.

Duan Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to decoct medicine for him.

The elixir for curing the disease doesn't work for Lan Qiu, and only folk prescriptions are effective for such a disease.

"Where are you going?" Lan Qiu opened his eyes and asked vaguely.

"Don't go." He grabbed Duan Yixuan's sleeve.

Duan Yixuan's heart trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hold Lan Qiu's hand: "I won't go, I'll make you some medicine."

Lan Qiu pulled slightly: "Sleep together."

Hearing this sentence, the blush on Duan Yixuan's face also became more obvious, he turned his head and said: "Master, I..."

"kindness?"

Lan Qiu, who was ill, was obviously basically irrational.

"sleep."

He grabbed Duan Yixuan and did not let go, finally Duan Yixuan had no choice but to comply with Lan Qiu's wishes, got on his bed and lay down on the outermost side.

He was very reserved, lying straight, his eyes fixed on the top, and he didn't even dare to make any other movements.

The breathing of the people beside him gradually became calmer, and it seemed that there was still a slight temperature passing through the fabric.

Duan Yixuan's body was stiff, and he didn't even know where to put his hands. It wasn't until later that he slowly relaxed.

Lan Qiu seemed to have a real headache, and even frowned tightly while sleeping.

Duan Yixuan got up lightly, his eyes were lowered, and his gaze stayed on Lan Qiu's face.

The young man's face was still flushed due to the fever, which couldn't hide his ugly face. Under the loose robe was a body that was thin and boneless due to illness.

Duan Yixuan reached out and touched his cheek unconsciously, and called out in a low voice: "Qiuqiu."

The voice was so small that only he could hear it, with a hint of greed.