The reborn master does not die

Originally seeing Lin Yifeng leave, the white-haired man also wanted to catch up, but Shen Zerong's sudden appearance scared him back into the cave, hiding in the dark and nervously watching this stranger who appeared out of thin air.When he saw the other party hugging Lin Yifeng, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise and curiosity on his face, and he couldn't help poking his head out of the hole, tilting his head and staring at them.

Then he lowered his head to look at his hand, then turned his head to look at a protruding stone next to him, and stretched out his hand to hug it involuntarily, but felt that it was too painful and let go of his hand hastily.

"Cough cough..."

Yin Jianping struggled to get up from the ground, he never thought that Lin Yifeng would really be in the Abyss of Exile as Shen Zerong said, and he could see him so soon.Seeing Shen Zerong hugging his master excitedly as soon as they met, although Yin Jianping felt strange, he still interpreted it as the excitement of their reunion after a long absence, and it was a manifestation of the deep love between master and apprentice.

Of course, Yin Jianping was also very happy to see this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but he was extremely worried about his current situation. He was afraid that he would be infected, and he would not live long like other people. Destroyed out of control and died.

Shen Zerong hugged him for a long time before slowly letting go of the person in his arms, but he still did not let go of his master's hand, still holding it tightly, staring at him deeply, without blinking, His eyes were filled with the joy and excitement of regaining what was lost. After such a long separation, he had too much to say, and finally he couldn't hold back his inner feelings. His body had already acted before his mind, and he suddenly came together In front of his master, he lowered his head and kissed the other party's lips.

This kiss was more urgent and fiery than any previous kiss, as if it wanted to vent out all the emotions such as anxiety, restlessness, and panic that had accumulated in my heart for many days.

"Hmm..." Lin Yifeng couldn't help shivering when his lips were sealed unexpectedly, but then he also kissed the other party and responded to the kiss. The two pairs of lips intertwined, kissing warmly and deeply And urgent, pouring out the feelings surging in each other's hearts.For a moment, it seemed that there was only the embrace of the body, the entanglement of lips and tongues left in the world, only the breathing and heartbeat that were close to each other, isolating everything from the outside world, and in the end only two hearts were fused together .

"..."

The swordsmith opened his mouth into a big O shape, with a dull face, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, come and tell him someone, isn't he really dazzled?It can be understood that the apprentice and the master hug each other as a deep affection between the master and the apprentice, but what happened when they suddenly kissed passionately?This has completely exceeded the scope of the teacher-student relationship. This, this...

Could it be that the virus broke out so quickly?Is he delirious, hallucinating?Yin Jianping felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, so let him faint.

There was also a white-haired young man hiding in the cave with his mouth wide open. Compared with Yin Jianping, who had a normal IQ, he certainly couldn't understand what it meant for two people to gnaw each other with their mouths, but he felt very curious and satisfied. It's funny, I also gnaw my hand with my mouth unconsciously, but after gnawing it for a while, I feel that it is not delicious at all.

Feijian Shuangtian couldn't help covering his face, and hurriedly moved away from the pair of master and apprentice who kissed ecstasy after "all watching", and landed in the weeds nearby. If a sword can sigh, you can definitely hear its faint sigh Voice: That's all right now, the apprentice that the master is thinking of has appeared, and there will be nothing to do with it in the future. As a flying sword, its natural duty is to protect its master, but some people prefer to compete with it for this job Son, God damn Shen Zerong!

The two pairs of intertwined lips finally parted, and Shen Zerong, who was comforted, licked his lips like a satisfied cat, his eyes were full of joyful smiles.

"Xiao Rong, why is there so much blood on your body? Are you injured? Have you..." Lin Yifeng only realized that the apprentice's clothes were stained with blood at this moment, and the joy in his heart was immediately diluted, and suddenly The son became nervous, and hurriedly grabbed the opponent's hand to check the injury.

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine." Shen Zerong quickly held his master's hand and comforted him, "It's not my blood, it's..." He pointed behind him, "It's Yin Jianping's, I forgot to tell Master You said, I met him halfway, he was injured by someone else's self-explosion, I think it's better for you, Master, not to approach him..."

"I forgot, Master!" Speaking of Yin Jianping's injury, Shen Zerong, who was immersed in the joy of reunion after a long absence, finally came to his senses, and hurriedly squeezed Lin Yifeng's hand, "Why did Master leave while I was in retreat? It took me so hard to find it! Is Master injured or infected with a virus, and that's why he left?"

Lin Yifeng was going to check on Yin Jianping's injuries, but when interrupted by his apprentice, he stopped and nodded slowly towards him.

"Master!" Shen Zerong couldn't help but exclaimed, and clenched Lin Yifeng's hand even tighter. There was a faint pain coming from the clenched part, but Lin Yifeng didn't break free and let him hold tight Grasping, I heard the apprentice continue to question him: "Why didn't you tell me, why did you choose to leave alone? We can find a way together. Didn't the master say that I have a protagonist aura? I think I will be able to find a way Nothing will happen to Master!"

"But Master abandoned me and left without saying a word. When I was looking for Master, I was worried every day. I was afraid that something would happen to Master before I found you..." Shen Zerong said in a hurry His voice became choked, he paused, he stared into Lin Yifeng's eyes, and said with a serious expression, "Master, do you think I can live on if you die?"

"Stop it, stop it, little Rong!" Before Shen Zerong could finish speaking, Lin Yifeng covered his mouth and shook his head repeatedly, "Don't say such things anymore, Master is fine now. I have recovered, and I will never leave you again!"

"Really?"

However, upon hearing Lin Yifeng's words, Shen Zerong did not show obvious joy, on the contrary, he looked skeptical. After all, he saw his master's abnormal behavior from the mind of a watchman on a bridge not long ago. But as soon as he found him, he declared to him that he was fine. How could this not make him suspicious, suspected that the master was deceiving him again, suspected that this was his tactic to delay the attack, and wanted to numb his vigilance, when he relaxed his vigilance Leaving myself again.

"Really, Master swears not to lie to you, but it's a long story." Lin Yifeng smiled at him, knowing that the apprentice didn't believe it in his heart, but now is not the time to talk about the ins and outs, after all, there is still a wound around them. What about the patient?

But just as Lin Yifeng wanted to pull his hand out of his apprentice's palm, Shen Zerong held it even tighter, "Master!" He frowned tightly, with a solemn expression, "Don't think about leaving me again!"

"Okay, let's go and have a look together." Lin Yifeng couldn't help shaking his head when he saw his apprentice so vigilant. Of course, he could understand his feelings, so he dragged his apprentice to the side of Yin Jianping who fell to the ground, but At this time, the poor swordsmith had passed out, and it was unknown whether it was because of the serious injury or the fright.

"Xiao Rong, don't get too close." Lin Yifeng subconsciously pushed his apprentice behind him to avoid accidents, and he thought that he had already been infected with the virus, and his body might have produced antibodies, so he would not be infected again.

Lin Yifeng took the fainted swordsmith into the cave and bandaged him with medicine. Shen Zerong couldn't intervene even if he wanted to. (?) Taking care of others, he still feels bad in his heart.

And when he saw the white-haired weirdo hiding in the depths of the cave and watching them furtively, the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he stood in front of Lin Yifeng and asked, "Master, did you see that?" What is that white-haired man?"

Lin Yifeng shrugged and said, "I don't know his origin either, I met him in this cave."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Zerong's face suddenly pulled down, and he suddenly protested: "Master, you are picking things up again!"

"I didn't pick it up, but he always wanted to follow me." Lin Yifeng hurriedly explained, stroking the apprentice.

"That's not the same!" The apprentice still yelled angrily, he kept creating rivals for me, he added in his heart.

"Maybe he saved me in the river." Lin Yifeng told his apprentice the whole story while smoothing his hair.

Hearing Lin Yifeng's narration, the expression on Shen Zerong's face was constantly changing, showing a pensive look from time to time, and suddenly interjected: "If he really saved Master, then why did he save Master? Could it be that Master has something wrong? attracted him?"

"Uh... what do you mean?" Although the disciple's expression was serious, Lin Yifeng always felt that something strange would come out of his mouth.

"Is it because Master is good-looking?" Shen Zerong asked seriously.

"..." He knew that this guy couldn't say anything serious, but what Lin Yifeng didn't expect was that Shen Zerong had indeed guessed that the white-haired man took him from the bottom of the river just because he looked good. What came out may be summed up in one sentence: This is a world that depends on faces.

"Then why does Master think that Master will recover on his own after being infected with the virus? And his cultivation level has suddenly increased to the refining stage." Shen Zerong continued to ask.

Lin Yifeng was as curious as his apprentice, and slowly said: "If we can find out the reason, I think we will have a way to save Jianping. As for the improvement of cultivation base, I guess the virus can indeed make practitioners suffer from illness. Mutation is either a mutation of the spiritual root, or a sharp increase in cultivation."

"But the premise is that this person is still alive after being infected with the virus." Shen Zerong added, still a little concerned about Lin Yifeng's word "Jianping".

"Maybe the reason lies in that white hair." Shen Zerong glanced back, paused, and then said, "Maybe the reason lies in Master himself."

As soon as Shen Zerong glanced at him coldly, the white-haired man couldn't help shivering, and quickly hid behind him, but he still longed to stay by Lin Yifeng's side, but the one who appeared suddenly with Lin Yifeng Strangers who hug, hug and kiss are obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Master!" After pondering for a while, Shen Zerong suddenly said, "Ten Thousand Years Tai Sui!" He stared into Lin Yifeng's eyes and said word by word.

Lin Yifeng slapped his thigh suddenly: "That's right! Why did I forget!"

Wanniantaisui, Tiancaidibao, since this thing can detoxify, it may also be able to deal with this zombie virus. The two looked at each other, and the expressions on each other's faces were fluctuating. Suddenly, Shen Zerong grabbed him and said: "Master, what do you want?" Be careful! If this secret is discovered by others, then you will really become Tang Monk meat!"

While he was speaking, he looked back again, and when his eyes touched the white-haired weirdo, they became fierce in an instant, with a faint killing intent emerging.

"Little Rong!" Lin Yifeng hurriedly pulled the apprentice's attention back, "Leave him alone, he doesn't know anything," then he pointed to his head and said, "He has a problem here, he can't speak or listen Know what other people say."

Shen Zerong withdrew his gaze, and said with obvious sourness on his face: "Master is really, he is so kind to everyone, but he is so cruel and ruthless to my disciple, domineering and cold, and left without saying a word..."

Lin Yifeng quickly covered his apprentice's mouth to prevent him from turning into Mrs. Xianglin, "Okay, Master knows that I was wrong, it was a big mistake, it was a big mistake, and you can make it up to me whatever you want Master to do. .”

"Really?" Shen Zerong's eyes lit up immediately, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, but he put on a frustrated face and said, "Master keeps lying to me, I can't believe Master anymore."

"Okay, master swear," Lin Yifeng swore with his palm facing the sky under the gaze of his apprentice, "I swear, no matter what Xiaorong asks, I will definitely agree, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what..." Shen Zerong suddenly dragged his tone and said with a smile, "Otherwise, how about letting the master's cultivation level never surpass that of the apprentice?" If he can never surpass himself, then he can suppress as much as he wants.

"...Okay." Lin Yifeng couldn't help shaking his hands when he saw his apprentice smiling maliciously.

"Now let's see if Wannian Taisui plays the role, and whether it can act as an antidote." Lin Yifeng said, taking out a small porcelain bottle and a dagger, exposing the wrist of his left hand, when he wanted to use it When the dagger cut his wrist, Shen Zerong couldn't help but grabbed his hand and said worriedly, "Master, this..."

"Don't worry." Lin Yifeng comforted him with a smile.

Seeing that the small porcelain bottle was filled with the gurgling blood, Shen Zerong had already lifted Yin Jianping who was lying on the ground, fixed him with one hand, opened his mouth roughly with the other hand, and signaled his master with his eyes. The blood in the bottle was poured down for him.

"Cough cough!" When Shen Zerong closed Yin Jianping's mouth after pouring down a bottle of blood, the person leaning on him suddenly moved, and then coughed violently.

"It won't be so effective, will it?"

Shen Zerong said suspiciously, while reaching out to grab Yin Jianping's chin to prevent him from spitting out the master's blood, he leaned closer and looked at it carefully. Coincidentally, Yin Jianping, who had passed out at this time, suddenly opened his eyes, and the two people's eyes suddenly opened. Just right.

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