The cat master of this seat

After hearing the system's answer, Yun Chi fell into deep thought. There is only one way to awaken the soul, and it cannot be guaranteed.

Yunchi tried to contact Chu Ke with a microphone, but couldn't.

Chu Ke would send letters back to him from time to time during this period, but each time they sent them to different places, which shows that he has no fixed place to live.He could only follow the address where the letter was sent recently and leave a message, hoping that he would come to Qingxu Northern Territory after seeing it.

Candles were flickering in the Yanhua Hall, but the atmosphere inside was unusual. Yun Chi sneaked into it, and did not find Meng Yuqing immediately.

It wasn't until Yun Chi heard the whispered conversation that he hid all his breath and walked in, only to find Meng Yuqing in the corner.

There was a bewitching aura on his face, very different from the past, almost hidden in the darkness, Yun Chi could be sure that he was not the real Meng Yuqing.

Opposite Meng Yuqing stood a man with extremely turbid breath, his face was covered by miasma, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Yun Chi didn't dare to use his spiritual power easily, so he couldn't know the real face of that man.

Yunchi listened neither far nor near.

"It is true that someone in the Demon Realm has witnessed Immortal Ling Yun appearing in the Demon Palace, but I have never seen it, so I cannot come out and identify it."

"The Mozun hasn't returned to the Demon Palace for a long time, and even the guardian Xia Sheng beside him has disappeared. I will let people continue to look for their traces in the past few days. You have to pay attention here. I suspect that the two of them have nothing to do with Lingyun Xianzun Very close."

The speaker's voice seemed to have been specially processed, but the subtleties made Yun Chi feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it before, so he could only judge from his words that this person should be from the Demon Realm middle man.

"Do you have any portraits of these two?"

The man took out two sets of scrolls and handed them to Meng Yuqing, who immediately opened them and stared at one of them for a long time: "I seem to have seen this person somewhere..."

"You have been in a coma for many years, how could you have seen him?" The man didn't take it seriously, "It's just that the Demon Venerable is the disciple of the Lingyun Immortal Venerable, so there is no guarantee that the two of them will not communicate with each other secretly. Just pay attention, and once you find out Let me know immediately."

"Maybe I'm overthinking." Meng Yuqing nodded, looked at Xia Sheng's portrait again, and put away the scroll, "Some of the disciples of Dongleibi have also seen it, and now we have no evidence, so we can only start from them gone."

The conversation seemed to be coming to an end, the black mist cleared away, and that figure had disappeared.

"Come on—" Meng Yuqing walked out from the corner, her face was illuminated by the candlelight again, and she returned to normal.

"Secretly send my letter to the Headmaster of Xizhi Mountain and the Headmaster of Tunan Island. Remember, you must deliver the letter to them personally. If the letter is intercepted..."

Meng Yuqing looked at the disciple and smiled slowly: "Do you know what to do?"

That disciple Zhang Huang raised his head and knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Sect Leader... Sect Leader means..."

Meng Yuqing helped him up with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder: "I know that your family is in a difficult life. If unfortunately someone finds out, as long as you keep your mouth shut, I guarantee that they will live well in the future .”

"You still have a younger brother? I can take him over then."

"Of course, this is the worst plan. If there are no accidents, you should be able to complete the task smoothly. By then, you will be a great contributor to the Qingxu Northern Territory and even the entire Upper Realm."

Yunchi just watched.

The head teacher of Xizhi Mountain always looked at Yunchi as disliked, and the head of Tunan Island had a good relationship with Elder Xuanyang in the past, so he could guess what the letter would be.

This is a great opportunity, and he won't stop it.

The prey has shown its feet.

And all he has to do is wait, waiting for it to get into the cage by itself.

When Yun Chi returned to Cihuang Hall, he saw his disciple leaning against the table in boredom, with a brush in his mouth, looking almost obsessively at the sticker on his hand.

He went in and closed the door: "Are you not afraid that they will come in and see?"

"Master is back?" Song Shiyue hid the sticker behind him, stood up and smiled at Yun Chi: "Don't be afraid, they can't come in if Master is not here."

Seeing that his hands were behind his back, and his expression was a little unnatural, Yun Chi asked suspiciously, "What's hiding behind him?"

Song Shiyue didn't answer, trying to divert his attention: "Master, I wanted to ask you earlier, only Shizun and I can enter the Palace of Cihuang, and no one else can enter, right?"

"Yeah." Yun Chi nodded perfunctorily, tilting his head to see what he was holding behind his back, but he hid it even tighter.

"Why? At that time, the relationship between me and Master was obviously so bad, why did Master not defend me?"

Yun Chi was stunned for a moment, thinking about it carefully, it was true. Even when the relationship between the upper world and the demon world was the most tense in the previous world, he still did not use the barrier to defend against Song Shiyue.

It's not that he can't say it, but even he himself can't explain it.

"I..." Yun Chi was at a loss for words for a moment, and looked up to see that the tails of his eyes were slightly curled up with a smile, and suddenly realized that he was almost being led astray, so he simply snatched the sticker behind him.

It's the paper for the stickers, that's right, but the one on it is not the Emperor of Heaven, but Yunchi.

"Why draw me?"

"Master looks good."

Before Yun Chi had time to react, he laughed again and started talking.

"The stickers can resist evil things not because the paintings on them are the statues of the emperor of heaven, but because the master has injected his own spiritual power into them."

"They worshiped the Emperor of Heaven, thinking that the Emperor of Heaven was protecting them."

"But Master is with me, saves me, loves me, and protects me. Master is my God."

Yun Chi pinched the small statue, and unconsciously tightened his hands, causing the small statue to wrinkle.

Song Shiyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and clasped his hand: "Master, I've been drawing all afternoon."

"What is Master thinking? From now on, don't hold it in your heart, tell me, okay?"

Time flowed slowly, Song Shiyue didn't rush, just waited for him quietly.

Yun Chi was slightly moved, and leaned over to hug his apprentice.

What Song Shiyue said was actually mutual.

It was Song Shiyue who pulled him out of the abyss, accompanied him, saved him, loved him, and protected him when he was most vulnerable.

Perhaps, he is also Yunchi's god, appearing at all the times when he thought the world was nothing more than this, telling him that the world is not only dark and full of devastation.

When he tried his best to save the world but was not treated kindly, tell him that there are people who were born because of him and came for him.

Yun Chi leaned against Song Shiyue's arms, trying to suppress the sour emotions in his chest, but when he lowered his head, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a small portrait hidden in his lapel, with a corner exposed.

Yun Chi hooked his fingertips and pulled out the small portrait. All the warmth just now dissipated in an instant, replaced by embarrassment.

"Song Shiyue!"

It seems that he hasn't settled the matter with Xiaoxiang yet.

"Master's subordinates left paintings..." Song Shiyue had already seen him lose his temper, and quickly locked him in his arms.

Master likes to run when he is angry, and then ignores others. Song Shiyue is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that Master will ignore him. This is the consequence that he cannot bear.

It's just that it would be a pity if the painting was destroyed, so he still didn't give up and begged him.

Song Shiyue's spiritual power had almost recovered, and his strength was very strong. Yun Chi was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't dare to break free, so he could only let him hold him, his eyes fixed on the unsightly painting, staring at Song Shiyue My heart trembled for a while.

"Master, can you return it to me? Master just pretend you didn't see it..."

"Do you think I'm blind?" Yun Chi raised his head and glared at him viciously.

This painting is the one that Song Shiyue saw under the quilt that day. He couldn't bear to look at it without looking closely at that time, but now holding it in his hand feels...

Yun Chi held back his embarrassment and anger, and asked him: "You haven't seen it with your own eyes, how can you draw this kind of..."

The painting depicts his naked/exposed back, with clear lines on his body, and the painting is very detailed, even a small mole on his shoulder blade is not spared, and red is specially used to make it vivid.

Song Shiyue lowered his eyebrows: "Master was bathing in Tianchi that day. What I saw accidentally, the rest were all drawn according to my own thoughts."

He whispered in Yunchi's ear: "It must be not as good-looking as Master himself, and I will be Master again in the future..."

Yun Chi interrupted, and pushed him away with a blushing face: "Aren't you ashamed!"

The heat on his face has not dissipated, but he has no intention of continuing to settle accounts. No matter how embarrassing he is, he is the only one, and Song Shiyue is the frank one.

In terms of thick skin, Yun Chi thought he was not as good as him.

Ever since, Song Shiyue became more daring, and began to blatantly paint him in front of the master.

In the past, I could only peek and rely on imagination, but now it is close in front of my eyes, I can see it and touch it, Song Shiyue is satisfied.

The box for the figurines was almost full overnight.

The candles beside the table slowly dimmed, Yun Chi raised his head to look at the window, and the moonlight had slipped in.

He knew that such peace would not last long.

"Master, are you tired? Do you want to rest?" Song Shiyue put away the small portrait, sat in front of him, rubbed his wrist, and looked sincerely.

Yun Chi came back to his senses and cast a sideways glance at him: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

After rubbing his wrists for a while, Song Shiyue quietly moved closer and reminded him in a low voice: "Did Master forget something?"

Yun Chi pretended to be stupid: "What?"

He didn't open his mouth all the time, but he was really nervous, thinking that maybe Song Shiyue would forget about it if he procrastinated, but he didn't expect that Tu'er would just stay here and refused to leave.

Tu'er pursed his lips and looked at him, with accusation in his eyes, Yun Chi was defeated, but tried to get away with it: "I haven't forgotten anything."

"Did Master really forget?" Song Shiyue wrapped his fingers around his ears, rubbing the earlobe lightly, "Then let me remind Master..."

Somewhat unable to resist such intimacy, Yun Chi grabbed his hand: "You go back first, what's the matter, we can talk about it tomorrow... Hiss..."

Song Shiyue grabbed his finger and bit it.

"Master asked me to wait, I waited, but when it was dark, when will Master fulfill his promise?"

"Could it be that Master wants to say nothing?"

He spoke very innocently, frowning slightly, his face extremely aggrieved, but his body pressed on step by step, approaching him bit by bit, until he was almost trapped between himself and the wall in the end.

Yun Chi couldn't help swallowing, the person in front of him suddenly pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his head.

"Master won't give it to me, so I can only ask for it myself."

The line of sight was blocked again, and Song Shiyue's palm covered his eyes again.

Yunchi noticed that Song Shiyue seemed to like doing such gestures during intimacy, and he felt insecure because he couldn't see everything in front of him, so he couldn't help but grabbed his apprentice's clothes.

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