The cat master of this seat

Yun Chi opened his eyes wide, wondering if he had heard it wrong, but 404's voice reminded him once again that everything in front of him was real.

"Host, Mozun's mood is very unstable now. It is recommended not to stimulate him anymore, otherwise the blood will reverse, and uncontrollable things may happen."

404 paused for a moment, and continued: "Next, I will lock myself in a small black room, and I won't be able to see what's going on outside. Don't worry, the host can do whatever you want. When you need to find me, use your spiritual power to find me." Fill the sea of ​​consciousness, and I will come out!"

The sound of 404 disappeared completely, and Yunchi found that he could no longer sense its existence.

Yunchi wants to cry but has no tears. Is this what I'm worried about?

In the instant of reaction, Tu'er had already imprisoned him in front of him. The sudden attack made Yun Chi straighten his back, and he restrained himself so much that he could not use that palm that could send people flying.

There was still a sliver of reason, Yun Chi frowned and tried to resist the strangeness of his body, his voice was almost squeezed out from between his lips and teeth: "No, let go..."

The corners of Song Shiyue's lips curved slightly, with a triumphant smile on his face, the palm he held suddenly moved twice, and he said with a mischievous smile: "Master is so beautiful."

The silver hair was laid out on the water surface, blending with Song Shiyue's long black hair, the blood on Yun Chi's shoulders had dried up, the blood stains on his robe were soaked away by the pool water, and the beauty with blue eyes in the pool was beautiful, Dye a pool of spring water.

"Don't be like this, Shiyue, sober up, don't be like this..." Yun Chi bit his lip, the strange feeling made his body tremble uncontrollably.

He told himself over and over again that this was his disciple, the one he loves and loves the most, and that he did such a thing because his mind was influenced by the demonic nature.

Song Shiyue narrowed his eyes: "Master can still say such things, it seems that I am not doing well enough."

The movements accelerated rapidly, Yun Chi bowed his body, at first he couldn't bear to do it, but in the end he didn't have the strength to do it.

His eyes became more and more hazy, and his eyes began to moisten.

When he was almost suffocating, his mouth was blocked, and Song Shiyue gnawed and bit him with ruthless movements.

Finally, Yun Chi raised his head, and a fiery kiss fell on his neck.

Hot, suffocating, heartbeating.

Slowly, slowly calm down...

Yun Chi opened his eyes bewilderedly, and his eyes met Song Shiyue's possessive eyes.

There was a sudden jump between the eyebrows.

Disciple got closer again, and stretched his fingers along the robe.

He still wants to...

With the last of his strength, Yun Chi pushed him away.

A few steps away.

The water in the cold spring pool was not deep, and Song Shiyue only reached half of his waist while standing.

He just stood there blankly, looking at everything in front of him, the pool water washed over his hands, but the temperature in his palms could not be washed away.

Yun Chi wanted to raise his hand to cover his eyes, but he didn't have the strength, so he could only tilt his head with difficulty, gasping for breath.

His eyes were sometimes blood red and sometimes returned to normal color, he murmured: "Master..."

Yun Chi closed his eyes and wanted to take it easy, but didn't care about it.

His thoughts were confused, he didn't know how things developed like this, he was really caught off guard.

Finally regaining normal eyes, Song Shiyue came back to his senses, realized what he had done just now, and rushed over to hug Master tightly in a panic.

Yunchi didn't push him away again.

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Just now... I..."

Song Shiyue spoke incoherently, seeing that the person in front of him was soaked in the cold pool water, but was sweating profusely, his face was abnormally red, and he wanted to kill himself.

Song Shiyue held his hand tightly and then loosened, carefully adjusted his clothes, and pulled his sleeve: "Master, I'm healed now, I swear I won't lose my temper again in the future, and I won't be controlled by demons again. Master, forgive me, okay?"

"leave me alone."

Yun Chi finally opened his eyes, the feeling in his body had not dissipated, he really couldn't face him calmly right now.

He was irritable, and his tone was a little cold.

Song Shiyue paused with the hand holding Master's cuff, and his fingertips slipped. Like a puppy abandoned by his master, he took a step back in frustration, and under Yun Chi's complicated gaze, he took another step back.

Yun Chi sighed, feeling a little pain in his heart.

Forget it.

He took out the storage pouch and took out the Bizhucaozicao.

It was still a very small plant that didn't seem to have grown up, Yun Chi frowned, filled the sea of ​​consciousness with spiritual power, and called out 404.

"You... all right?" 404's voice was undisguisedly surprised.

Yunchi didn't want to continue its topic, chose to ignore it, and cut to the chase: "You didn't finish talking earlier, how can we make Zicao grow up?"

"Oh." 404 didn't gossip anymore, and started talking about the business: "The price I said is that the host must use one of your different eyes to nourish Zicao, so that it can grow up quickly."

"Different pupils?" Yun Chi looked up at the apprentice who lowered his head and admitted his mistake, and asked him off guard, "What color are my eyes now?"

Song Shiyue was stunned for a moment, raised his head as if flattered, and looked seriously into Master's eyes: "Blue, like a cat, is very beautiful."

After the fusion of godhead and personality, the eyes also showed the pupil color of a cat. Under such circumstances, Yun Chi was distracted to think, is his current prototype a cat or a white tiger?

But he has no time to investigate now.

404 continued: "After taking out a different pupil, one eye of the host will be blurred every month in the future. If the Demon Lord uses the biplant grass nourished by your different pupil, then the host needs to see things every month." stay with him all day.”

"However, if he is not by his side for a long time, the host will eventually lose his sight."

"So you have to think carefully, if in the future..."

"Understood." Yun Chi interrupted him without hesitation.

Now, apart from helping his apprentice get rid of his demon nature, everything else is out of his consideration.

He quickly separated a different pupil, without any delay.

"Master...you..."

The different pupils were taken out like an ice-blue pearl, Yun Chi crushed it, and sprinkled a little light on the seed grass, which was absorbed in an instant, and the seed grass sprouted and spread rapidly.

Yun Chi looked at the disciple who was worried and hesitant to speak, and said coldly, "Come here."

Song Shiyue obediently took a step closer.

Yun Chi frowned: "Come closer."

Song Shiyue hesitated and took another step closer, and then was pulled by Yun Chi, the two switched positions, and Song Shiyue leaned against the wall.

"Do you still remember the fire element secret method?"

Song Shiyue nodded.

"Submit it first, and then practice your skills."

Song Shiyue obeyed obediently.

The process of getting rid of the demon nature is very painful. As the effect is exerted, you will feel that the water in the pool is getting colder and colder, with a chill that pierces the bone marrow.

Song Shiyue couldn't help but began to tremble.

The fire-type secret technique had already begun to take effect. He almost used the strongest force to generate heat in his body, but it was of no avail.

Yun Chi saw his lips turn from red to white, and finally turned purple, and knew that he must be very hard to bear at the moment.

He hesitated for a while, approached, hugged his apprentice tightly, and channeled his spiritual power to transfer the heat from his body to him to protect him from the cold.

But it didn't seem to work, Song Shiyue was still shaking.

He hugged Shizun tightly with both arms, and his heart became very fragile under the extreme pain. He couldn't help muttering to himself: "Master, I'm sorry... I was wrong, forgive me, okay?"

"Master, don't ignore me."

"I'll be good."

"Master, I am pleased with you."

"Really, trust me, okay?"

He confessed his confession upside down, making Yun Chi's heart sour and trembling.

"I don't want anyone else, Master is the one I really love, don't push me away, okay?"

A drop of warm water dripped on Yunchi's shoulder, he was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, a voice almost choked up came from his ear: "It's been like this since I was a child, and Master has never liked me since before, I can only Looking at Master from the corner."

"But what have I done, Master has always only had that indifferent expression towards me."

"Master, do you know? In fact, the portrait I keep the most in my box is the master's aloof and meticulous appearance, because that is the appearance of the master in front of me."

"Later, Master began to have a different look on his face, and occasionally smiled at me. I was very happy...very happy."

He sobbed as he spoke: "Last night... Last night, Master said... what Master said, Master said, like me, are they all fake?"

"Did Master never like me?" Song Shiyue trembled and poured out these words.

Even when he was controlled by the inner demon, he still didn't dare to ask this sentence, fearing that his dream would be broken, but at this time he asked it regardless.

"No." Yun Chi wasn't sure if he could listen to it now, but his heart hurt so badly that he had to explain to him: "No!"

Yun Chi shook his head desperately, hugged his apprentice hard, warmed him, and whispered in his ear: "Master is also wrong, I shouldn't have said those words, I shouldn't have questioned your sincerity, I was wrong. "

Yun Chi realized that he had made a complete mistake.

His self-righteousness is the greatest harm to disciples.

The most uncomfortable thing is to be trampled on by that person when holding a heart to someone.

How sad Song Shiyue must have been when he saw that piece of paper and heard those words.

Yun Chi didn't dare to think about it, but he forced himself to think over and over again in his mind, he wanted to let himself remember this painful moment, and try his best to make up for his disciple.

"Master, don't cry..." Song Shiyue raised his hand to wipe Yunchi's tears when his mind gradually became confused.

"Master, I don't want you to cry, I like to see Master smile...Master, I feel so uncomfortable."

Yunchi really couldn't hold back at this moment.

Except when she acted like a baby, Tu'er never yelled uncomfortable in front of him once.

While wiping his face indiscriminately, he pulled out an ugly smile.

Song Shiyue also laughed.

Little by little, he kissed away the tears on his apprentice's cheek.

"I like you too."

This time, what he wanted to give was an unreserved sincerity.

Yun Chi was sure that Song Shiyue could hear it, because his whole body was shaking so badly, but he still desperately pulled Yun Chi into his arms, almost rubbing him into his flesh and blood.

"Master, can you kiss me..."