Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

After Ye Yunlan understood what he meant, her complexion turned red and turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "...presumptuous!"

Shen Shu still stared at Ye Yunlan without turning around, as if puzzled, said.

"Where is the presumptuousness?"

"You—" Ye Yunlan said, "Shen Shu, I am your master!"

Shen Shu looked at Ye Yunlan's reddened eyes from anger, laughed hoarsely, and said, "Sharing the master's worries is what a disciple should do."

Ye Yunlan couldn't have expected Shen Shu to say such words at all. He trembled when Shen Shu held his pale wrist tightly, and could hardly restrain himself from wanting to hold the Queying Sword placed on the table.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to draw his sword, and said in a cold voice with anger, "Shen Shu, if you really remember that I am your master, then you should not forget that in the past three years, I have taught You, what is morality and human relations, what is propriety, righteousness and shame, what is respecting teachers and morals—" Shen Shu could no longer hear what Ye Yunlan was saying clearly.

Countless negative undercurrents surged from the cracks in the soul, the hostility that had been suppressed for many years in the bottom of the heart was pulled and magnified, the fragments stuck in the mind were chaotic and shattered, and the world seemed to be turned upside down into a confusing phantom , they couldn't see clearly, and there was only one thought in their minds.

Ye Yunlan is his.

Forever and ever, it should be his.

He? felt thirsty.

Throat was so thirsty that it seemed to be burning, it hurt and itched.

In his eyes, the thin lips of the person in front of him opened and closed, perhaps because he had just tasted tea, and there was still a little moist luster on it.

His Adam's apple rolled, and finally couldn't restrain himself, he leaned forward and kissed it.

Ye Yunlan stopped speaking, and her eyes widened, as if she lost her mind because of being too shocked.

Taking the opportunity, Shen Shu raised his hand to pinch his pale and sharp jaw, leaned over and kissed him deeper.

There was a slight sound of water between their lips and teeth.

Shen Shu bit the thin lips of the person in front of him like a hungry wolf.

The other party's thin lips are softer than petals, and the nectar contained in it is as sweet as imagined, with the slightly astringent fragrance of tea leaves.

Shen Shu greedily usurped all the nectar, and the flames in his eyes burned deeper and deeper - Nian'er next to him suddenly said: "Little brother, why are you bullying brother all of a sudden!"

The drooping hairball in Nian'er's palm also opened the eyes of the black peas, looking at the two of them, showing a humanized shock.Then flapped its wings, trying to fly up, and at the same time made an angry sound of "chirp chirp chirp".

The noisy voice in his ear finally made Ye Yunlan recover from the shock.

Then there was a crisp sound.

Ye Yunlan slapped Shen Shu on the face.

Shen Shu didn't dodge, and received the slap firmly, his head tilted to one side, and a clear five-fingerprint appeared on his handsome cheek.

Ye Yunlan stood up, his expression was cold, but his palms were constantly shaking, showing his uncontrollable anger.

"Are you awake?"

Shen Shu tilted his head and said nothing.

Ye Yunlan's expression became colder and colder.

He lowered his stinging palm and said coldly.

"In these years, I have taken you as my apprentice, raised you as my parent and child, led you into Taoism, and taught you sword skills. I have never kept anything private."

"I have no nostalgia for the world, but I have high hopes for you."

"But Shen Shu, you disappoint me."

Shen Shu's expression moved slightly.

The thirst in the throat has been dispelled by the impulsive transcendence just now, the dark part of the soul feels satisfied, and the mind is gradually clear.

But he doesn't regret what he just did.

If it is said that when he eavesdropped on the master's self-blasphemy through the wall back then, he didn't know how he felt towards the master, then when his body grew and he saw the master in his dreams every day, he already knew it. I have a desire for my master.

He? Has kept this secret buried very well.

In accordance with Ye Yunlan's expectations, he practiced the exercises steadily, respected the teacher and showed respect, and made friends, all for Ye Yunlan's admiration.

But he? Suddenly he didn't want to hide.

He? He doesn't want to be treated as an apprentice by Ye Yunlan all the time, he doesn't want to know nothing, he doesn't want to watch his master lie down under another person because of his injury—something other people can do, why? Can't do it?

Shen Shu met Ye Yunlan's eyes.Only for a moment, the pale color on the lips of the person in front of him disappeared, but was sucked bright red and swollen by the kiss, and the lips even had a bit of skin bleeding, congealing a shocking red like agate.

He softly said: "Master, I just want to help you."

"Stubborn!" Ye Yunlan had never been so angry. With a flick of his sleeves, the teacup on the table fell to the ground with a shattering sound.

"... Get out!"

Shen Shu didn't move, but continued to ask: "Since others can recommend themselves to the master, why can't I?"

Ye Yunlan didn't answer, but took a deep breath.

The blush on his face caused by anger became more and more gorgeous, and he suddenly bowed down and coughed violently.

A bright red dripped from between the fingers.

Shen Shu's pupils shrank, and he quickly supported Ye Yunlan to sit him down, wanting to pat him on the back, but Ye Yunlan shook his hand away.

Shen Shu stopped in mid-air and froze, then looked sideways at Nian'er, frowned, and said, "Give it to me!"

Nian'er next to him worriedly looked at Ye Yunlan who was coughing lowly, glared at Shen Shu angrily, and said hastily: "Although Nian'er is in charge of the treasure house, it is my emperor who put a ban on the treasure house, and you must follow the rules to open it." , the Fuyun Peak competition is not over yet, the treasure house... Nian'er can't open it."

As Nian'er spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said, "It's all because of you! It's all because of you! My brother did this all of a sudden!"

Shen Shu looked at Ye Yunlan's brows furrowed because of coughing, and the bright red between his fingers, and finally panicked.

He was silent for a moment, and knelt down in front of Ye Yunlan on one knee.

The broken porcelain on the ground sank into his knees, and the hot tea soaked his clothes. He didn't seem to notice, but just crawled on Ye Yunlan's knees.

He opened his mouth and said: "Master, this disciple is wrong."

"Disciple is just too worried? Master's injury, that's why...he speaks lies."

He clenched his five fingers into the palm of his hand and said in a low voice.

"In the future, if the master doesn't like the disciple mentioning this matter, the disciple... will not mention it again."

Ye Yunlan's violent cough finally subsided slowly.

Shen Shu took out a Supa, straightened up, and wanted to wipe the blood off his lips, but Ye Yunlan raised his hand to block it.

Ye Yunlan's long eyelashes drooped, looking at Shen Shu who was kneeling in front of him, with a look of deep exhaustion on his pale face, he said in a low voice, "Get lost."

Shen Shu stared at him for a long time, then stood up, folded the handkerchief and put it on the table, cleaned up the scattered porcelain pieces on the ground, and left here.

Before leaving, he said: "Master, this disciple will win the competition at Fuyun Peak, and I will bring you the Immemorial Earth Core Mushroom."

Ye Yunlan didn't give him half a point of response.

When Shen Shu's figure disappeared, Nian'er worriedly said, "Brother? Why did that little brother make you so angry."

Even though the mountain spirit with a pure heart stays in Tianchi Mountain for ten thousand years, he still doesn't know much about many things in the world.

It's just that the mouth touched the mouth and the skin was scratched a little. Nian'er didn't understand why Ye Yunlan was so angry.

Ye Yunlan shook his head, picked up the handkerchief beside the table and wiped off the blood on his hand.

He covered his eyes and was silent for a while.

He? Not a virgin.

When Shen Shu kissed him forcefully just now, he looked at them with naked and hot eyes, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

He? Knows what that means.

But he didn't understand when Shen Shu had such rebellious thoughts towards him.

And for such an offense, he? Should have felt resistant and disgusted.

But when Shen Shu kissed him, at that moment, his initial feeling was not disgusting.

But... warm.

The furball flapped its wings and jumped onto their knees, interrupting their thoughts.

A warm golden light melted into his body, making his depressed and painful chest much better.

Ye Yunlan raised his hand and gently rubbed Fuqiu's head, then looked at the misty clouds in the distance.

He remembered what he had read in books over the years.

A teacher is like a father, and he is responsible for disciplining his disciples.And when students make mistakes, they should not be ignored, but should be guided by actions and guided by their hearts.

His time in this world is running out.

Neither Shen Shu nor him can make mistakes again.

……

Shen Shu's mood was clouded.

This kind of mood is reflected in his treatment of opponents in the Fuyun Dian competition.The shots became more and more fierce and crazy.

Until he defeated the seventh opponent with the force of the wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the people around him looked at him with fear.

And after defeating his opponent, he didn't go back to the Immortal Palace, but wandered around Tianchi Mountain all day, as if he was looking for something.

On this day, the bell of Tianchi Mountain rang again, and Shen Shu jumped and landed on the competition platform on the top of the floating clouds.

Their opponents are acquaintances, and they are also from the same sect of Tianzong.

The eldest brother of Tianzong, He Lanze, had already won the first prize in the last Tianchi Mountain Dao Discussion Meeting. Only he and another person——Rong Ran participated in the Dao Discussion Meeting this time and are qualified to compete in Fuyun Peak.

Rong Ran was one of the few Nascent Soul cultivators in this seminar, and she was also a well-known beauty on the list of beauties, and many people were very optimistic about winning the first prize.

Therefore, today not only the viewing seats in the Immortal Palace were full of people, but also many monks gathered outside the martial arts competition platform on the Fuyun Peak.

Rong Ran stood quietly opposite Shen Shu.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, his eyebrows are picturesque.

However, compared to him who was gentle and courteous three years ago, after being punished by Qi Yunjun for three years, his complexion is a little paler, and there is an indelible gloom in his expression.

Holding a blue spiritual sword in his hand, Rong Ran smiled and said, "Long time no see, Nephew Shen."

"Three years ago, when you spoke rudely, I said that I would discipline Alan. Today I finally have a chance."

Even though Shen Shu ascended to the heaven rank earlier than him, Rong Ran didn't think she was weaker than Shen Shu.

There is a huge gap in cultivation between Yuanying and Jindan. Unless Shen Shu's swordsmanship is extremely high, he will never be his opponent.

But just an outer disciple.

Thinking that this outer disciple had lived with Ye Yunlan for the past three years, Rong Ran's eyes became more gloomy.

Scarlet color flashed across Shen Shu's eyes, Fan Tie in his hand was out of its sheath, and he curled his lips into a sneer, "Are you worthy of being my uncle?"

The bell rang again.

The fighting began.

The sword light raged in the field, Rong Ran resisted with his deep cultivation, but his pace was retreating unconsciously.

After he realized this, he was horrified to find that although Shen Shu's cultivation base was only at the late stage of Jindan, his swordsmanship realm was already comparable to He Lanze's, or even stronger!

As time went by, Rong Ran became more and more shocked and puzzled.

Three years ago, Shen Shu was clearly an outer disciple whom he dismissed, but now, he already has the strength to suppress him——!

Why!

Jealousy grows crazily in my heart.

There was a gloomy look in his eyes, and the long sword was no longer in a defensive posture, but filled with majestic aura, and attacked Shen Shu.

But this is not his real killing move.

The majestic aura turned into water mist, blocking the sight of most people, and in Rongran's sleeves, several indiscernible black spots shot towards Shen Shu!

Over the years, while studying the cultivation of Acacia Love Gu, they have conducted a more in-depth study of the Southern Border Gu insect method, and realized that this is a training method that is more suitable for them than swordsmanship.

He? Learned from Qi Yunjun, the most powerful person in the world today, but he really didn't have the talent for swordsmanship, so far he hasn't been able to get his true swordsmanship, but he? Needs power—greedy need for power.

This kind of "Sword Poison Gu" newly refined by him can instantly transform into sword energy when it invades the human body.

Rong Ran already had a look of confidence in the victory, but in the next moment, she suddenly froze.

His induction couldn't go wrong, the sword poison Gu did indeed enter Shen Shu's body, but as soon as it entered, it seemed to be swallowed by something extremely evil——!

how so!

The sword poison Gu was refined by him, controlled by them, and connected with his heart and mind. Once the sword poison Gu died, Rong Ran's mind and spirit would be violently turbulent. When the special sword energy hit, the whole person flew several feet away.

His whole body was in pain, and he managed to open his eyelids, only to see Shen Shu standing in front of him holding a sword, the long sword raised in the air, and his scarlet eyes looking down at him coldly.

In those eyes, Rong Ran seemed to see boundless corpses, as well as the terrifying blood-colored purgatory.

——Did Shen Shu really want to kill him here?

Rong Ran was already heartbroken, but when she realized this, the tight string in her heart broke suddenly.

They put all their hearts and minds on it. The gods have not been refined yet, and the bird that has gone away from him has not yet returned to him. No matter what, they cannot die here.

Can't help screaming: "Don't kill me, I admit defeat!"

The onlookers were in an uproar. They didn't expect that Rong Ran, who was so optimistic about everyone, would end up in such embarrassment.

Shen Shu snorted coldly, and the long sword fell down and stuck into Rongran's neck, drawing a thin bloodstain.

Rong's face jumped like a dead fish in shock, then turned pale, and lay on the ground trembling like a worm for a long time before slowly recovering.

He? Knowing that he has lost all face today, and that most of the image he had painstakingly cultivated in Tianzong these years has collapsed, he couldn't help but cast a gloomy look at Shen Shu, struggled to get up, and staggered to get up and walk away.

It's just that a shadow sneaked into his shadow in a place he couldn't see.

After Rong Ran walked back to the Immortal Palace, she suddenly frowned, quickened her pace, and hid in a deserted room.

Then he grabbed the clothes at the heart, his face was distorted, as if he was already dripping with cold sweat from the pain.

With trembling hands, he took out the pill bottle from his sleeve, poured a large handful of pill into his hand, and swallowed it whole.

After this, they seem to be better off a lot.

But immediately he felt something imprisoned in his throat, deeply tightened.The feeling of suffocation made his complexion suddenly turn purple.

A cold voice came from his ears.

"Is it you who sent the news that Master was injured and needs to practice double cultivation with others?"

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