Master dismantles CP with bare hands in the human world

Mu Chu took a sip of sake and pushed Su Ziyu who was leaning on him, "I'm not a pillar, don't lean on me, it's very heavy."

Unexpectedly, after this push, Su Ziyu burst into tears and cursed: "Liars, all liars!"

Mu Chu patted him on the shoulder, "Who lied to you? Come, tell me, I will condemn with you."

Su Ziyu sobbed and stopped hiccupping, choked up and said, "Do you know what she told me back then?"

Su Ziyu rubbed her nose, sobbed and said, "She knew that I was born blind, she didn't dislike me, she also told me that from now on, she will be my eyes in the world, the colorful eyes in my eyes." Five colors."

"She doesn't like me, why doesn't she tell me if she doesn't want to marry me, I won't use a knife to force her to marry..."

"I always feel that she treats me well, but I am born flawed, so I am not good enough for her. Between her and Ziqin... Although I have noticed it, I never think about it. She, she has always been kind and gentle. , I don't want to and dare not think about it..."

Mu Chu dictated his confused words in silence, his eyes dimmed.

Su Ziyu leaned on his shoulder, raised his hand and patted his other shoulder, and continued: "You don't have to feel guilty, in fact, I am very grateful to you, really, brother, I am very grateful to you. These false feelings It's a good thing that you exposed the fake things for me. To be honest, I feel a lot easier, really." Su Ziyu suddenly laughed.

Then she smiled and tears came down again, "But why, why did she do it! I, in my heart, I'm really sad..." Su Ziyu covered her eyes with one hand, crying intermittently, unable to restrain herself.

Mu Chu lowered his eyes and said softly: "Perhaps she later disliked you for being colorblind."

Hearing this, Su Ziyu stopped crying, froze for a moment, then hiccupped again, and suddenly laughed hehehe, "Yes, yes, and yes."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a bottle of wine beside him and grinned, "Come on, this bottle of wine, toast brother, and let him go to hell with the rest!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and took another sip of wine, then fell to the ground with a "bang", and fell into a deep sleep with tears still on his cheeks.

Mu Chu looked at Su Ziyu's flushed face, after tonight, maybe he would really get out of this relationship.

He shook the white jade porcelain bottle in his hand, the wine jingled and drank it with his head raised.

Jing Yuan sent Mu Chu to the gate of the courtyard tonight, but he hurried back before arriving at the gate of the room.

After returning to the house, he locked the door and soaked himself in cold water without saying a word.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, his body temperature was three points cooler than cold water.

He clenched his fists and slammed it into the water.

Water splashed and crackled all over the ground.

He raised his still handsome face amidst the splashing water, but his expression was very angry, his black eyes were deep and deep, and two emotions of cruelty and self-blame intertwined and entangled in his eyes.

The hair that was scattered all over her head was poured with water, and it was all wet on her smooth back, shoulders, and undulating chest.

His current appearance is really very different from his innocent and harmless appearance in the past.

Less innocent and harmless, more ruthless and decisive.

He splashed several handfuls of cold water on his face one after another, and the mania in his heart calmed down a little.

He clenched his hand on the edge of the barrel, his veins were bulging, and he was still trembling slightly.

Jing Yuan knew that he had always been trapped in his heart by a ferocious beast waiting to grind its teeth and suck blood.

He has always controlled it very well, imprisoning the beast deeply and firmly.

He didn't dare to reveal anything, for fear of hurting the people around him.

But today he almost lost control in front of Master!

The ferocious beast in its chest polished its claws, licked its sharp fangs, and yelled frantically in its heart.

Keep it for yourself!

To be firmly imprisoned!

Let him pull him into the abyss together!

He was taken aback by his own thoughts.

He pretended to be pure and innocent, pretending to be kind and harmless, trying to hide from his master, trying to kill his deepest desire in the most desolate corner of his heart.

He can't hurt Master!

unable!

unable!

Jing Yuan covered his face with his red hands, his whole body was trembling with great fear, his voice was broken, and he whispered——

unable……

unable……

When he set off for the return journey the next day, Xu Jinhou couldn't believe what he saw.

The Mu Xianzun of Kunlun Mountain and Su Ziyu, the peak master of Misty Peak, lay on the ground as drunk as mud, surrounded by wine bottles rolling all over the floor.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the room.

Xu Jinhou's headache was splitting, what stimulated these two people yesterday?How could he drink like this.

Mu Chu usually called Xu Jinhou warmly as "Senior Brother, Senior Brother", so in this messy situation, it is natural for the senior brother to help clean up the mess.

Xie Minran patted Xu Jinhou's shoulder as a sign of comfort, and went back to call Li Qingqi to come and give these two hangover pills.

Li Qingqi stepped into this alcohol-smelling room, his whole face was wrinkled.

He looked at the two "dead corpses" on the ground with contempt, and didn't give him the hangover pills, but instead sprinkled a layer of powder with a wave of his sleeves.

Then he strode out the door.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out of the courtyard door, he was bumped by an oncoming person. He took a few steps back, and his brows were so wrinkled that he could strangle a mosquito to death.

Li Qingqi looked up, coincidentally, it was Jing Yuan, the little apprentice of the drunk Mu Chu inside.

Looking at this little apprentice again, his cheeks are red, his expression is in a trance, and his breathing is heavy.

Li Qingqi raised his brows, hey, both the master and the apprentice are not reassuring, the master inside is so drunk that he probably won't wake up until dusk, but he is better than this apprentice, he has a fever.The two masters and apprentices who co-authored really "shared weal and woe".

Seeing a doctor today really pays attention to buy one get one free.

Li Qingqi rolled his eyes, took out a bottle of special medicine and threw it to Jing Yuan, and said coldly, "It's only for burnt out brain."

Then he left this messy place in a fluttering blue dress.

Mu Chu and Su Ziyu woke up at dusk, and they were naturally scolded by Xu Jinhou after they woke up.

Xie Minran looked at the two bastards who were kneeling on the ground and being scolded with a smile. He sat and drank tea leisurely, and occasionally handed Xu Jinhou a cup of tea to moisten his throat, so that he could continue to criticize them.

Mu Chu looked at Xie Minran resentfully, dammit, he didn't know that Xie Minran was so sympathetic!

What about the friendship between teachers and brothers?Isn't it more important than watching a movie?

Mu Chu let out a long sigh, and continued to lower his head to listen to Xu Jinhou's long speech.

It wasn't until the next day that Kunlun and his party all returned with their swords.

Li Qingqi didn't go back to Kunlun this time, but said kindly to Xu Jin "I want to study doctors and patients" and squeezed into the carriage of Misty Peak.

Mu Chu's spiritual power has already recovered by [-]%, and Yu Jian's flight is not a problem.

Although Jing Yuan took Li Qingqi's medicine, his fever subsided but his head was still groggy. Xu Jinhou was worried that he would fly alone with his sword, so naturally his master Mu Chu took him with him.

Mu Chu flew so tremblingly all the way, he was afraid that Jing Yuan would fall down, so wouldn't he be charged with murdering Jing Yuan?Then he will be chased by that Laoshizi Tianlei and then hacked and directly buried with Jing Yuanda!

When Mu Chu thought of this, he almost broke into a cold sweat.

So the more trembling he was, the more he focused on paying attention to the people behind him, the more he felt powerless. In the end, he didn't know whether it was his spiritual power or his mood. He felt like he was riding a broken bicycle. , there is still a person behind him, but the tires of this broken bicycle are not dead!

Therefore, he returned to Kunlun with the sword all the way and felt that he was exhausted like a dog.

After recuperating until the Chinese New Year, Mu Chu finally recovered [-]% of his spiritual power, and he clearly felt what it means to have abundant spiritual power!

Mu Chu felt that even if he could chop a mountain with bare hands, it would be no problem.

By the time of the New Year's Eve, Kunlun has already fallen layer after layer of white snow.

Between heaven and earth, there is a piece of white and pure.

At this time, all the disciples of Kunlun gathered in Danyang Hall.

Inside the Danyang Hall is enshrined the tablets of the successive masters of Kunlun, and the ever-burning lamps kept burning all night, making the whole hall as bright as day.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was serious, and everyone looked solemn and solemn.It was Xu Jinhou, the master of Kunlun, who led all the disciples of Kunlun to worship the memorial tablets of the masters of the past generations.

Xu Jinhou, Xie Minran, and Mu Chu naturally stood at the forefront, with thousands of Kunlun disciples standing behind them.

Xu Jinhou held the three pillars of fragrance in his hand, and his face was very respectful and rigorous. The other disciples all hugged their hands and saluted. No matter how they usually are, everyone in the Danyang Hall was upright and did not dare to be presumptuous in the slightest.

Xu Jinhou's voice was deep and deep, like a heavy drum hammer: "Xu Jinhou, the 130th head of Kunlun, led his disciples to pay homage to the ancestors of the heads."

Everyone said in unison: "Greetings to the ancestors of the sect master."

Xu Jinhou straightened his back, his eyes were firmly and steadily fixed on the tablets of the past dynasties, and his words were sonorous and forceful: "All my Kunlun disciples must remember two iron rules——

For one thing, kill all the traitors, sycophants and evil spirits!

Second, Kunlun is not in charge of the affairs of the world!

If you violate it, your cultivation will be destroyed and you will be expelled from Kunlun. "

Everyone spoke in unison, and the words were resounding: "Cut all the traitors and evil spirits! Kunlun is not in charge of the affairs of the world!"

The sound of thousands of people swearing the oath shook the whole world, reaching Jiuxiao.

On the New Year's Eve in Kunlun, everyone had a reunion dinner, and all of them lined up in the Fuhua Palace to receive the red envelopes for the New Year with a happy face.

As the head of the sect, Xu Jinhou naturally gave everyone a red envelope regardless of their strength.

In addition to receiving the red envelopes from the master, the disciples can also receive red envelopes from their masters.

Seeing Mu Chu finish distributing the red envelopes in a short while, Xu Jinhou was really envious.

After finally distributing the red envelopes to his disciples, Xu Jinhou quietly pulled the two juniors to a small corner, looked around like thieves, and then each of them stuffed a Chinese New Year red envelope into their hands.

Xie Minran looked at the red envelope in his hand, but he couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, my junior brother and I are old, and we still give red envelopes, you are not afraid that the disciples will see the joke."

Xu Jinhou raised his head slightly, and said very confidently: "No matter how old you are, you are still my juniors. This red envelope is a must. Besides—" He looked around again, and said softly: "No one saw it either."

Mu Chu played with the heavy red envelope in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Senior brother, is this your private money?"

Xu Jin's handsome face flushed, and he stammered, "I, I don't have any private money."

Mu Chu and Xie Minran looked at each other, and both laughed.

After the red envelopes are distributed, Kunlun will set off fireworks all night.

The disciples either observe the New Year's Eve individually, or get together to drink some wine, or watch the fireworks together. Only on the New Year's Day, Kunlun will not restrict the disciples, and all the disciples can do whatever they want.

Just as Mu Chu stepped into Shuangjiang Baixue Residence, he saw Jing Yuan standing tall and tall in the courtyard, the outline of his face softened by the fireworks all over the sky.

"Why are you here?" Mu Chu was very surprised that Jing Yuan would appear here.

Jing Yuan took a step forward, the young man's eyebrows were gentle, his voice was clear and clear, and said, "I'm here to watch the year with Master."

[The author has something to say: New Year's Eve

Xu Jinhou (sneaky): Brother, quickly hold it, don't let anyone see it.

Xie Minran (head hurts): The head of the sect has already said that there is no need for red envelopes.

Mu Chu (happy): Thank you, Senior Sect Leader!

A certain person who was hunted down: Well, I want a red envelope too...

Xu Jinhou (covering the purse tightly): No, these belong to my two younger brothers!

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