Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Changfei looked suspiciously at Qiu Luo on the ground, who had a painful expression of being seriously injured and dying, if Gu Changfei was not convinced that he had done nothing, just by his expression, he would have believed it.

Qiu Luo tugged Lin Jinran's clothes "weakly", stretched out a trembling finger to Gu Changfei, and complained to the master: "Master, this is the person, he wants to kidnap me, I won't do it, Just hurt me!"

Qiu Luo's ability to speak nonsense with his eyes open made several people present fall into silence for a while.

Lin Jinran's eyes moved slightly, and he temporarily gave up his plan to teach Gu Changfei a lesson. He bent down and helped Qiu Luo up, hugged him in his arms, and carefully examined his injuries. His voice was no longer as cold as before, but became more concerned: Like? Where is the injury? Does it hurt?"

Qiu Luo immediately crawled along the pole, buried his head in Lin Jinran's chest, and nodded artificially: "It hurts so much, Master!"

Hearing what he said, regardless of whether it was true or not, Lin Jinran became nervous, and hurriedly led him upstairs to the wing.

Gu Changfei couldn't help but began to doubt his life, could it be that he really accidentally hurt Qiu Luo unconsciously?

He subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see how Qiu Luo was injured. Unexpectedly, a sharp sword light came in a flash, and chopped the maroon floor in front of him, leaving a scratch like an ice edge. The soles of people's feet are cold.

Lin Jinran turned his face sideways, his eyes couldn't express any emotion or anger, and looked down at him condescendingly. Although he didn't say anything, the warning was palpable.

Gu Changfei's hair stood on end, he felt as if if he took another step forward, he might die on the spot!

He watched the figures of the two disappear, his brows gradually furrowed, puzzled.

I really didn't expect that I hadn't seen "Qiu Luo" for many days, and when we met again, the other party seemed to be a different person, and he was very indifferent to me, and even acted such a scene of pretending to be injured...

Wait, acting?

That's right, Qiu Luo must have been worried that Sect Leader Lin would be unfavorable to him, so in order to protect himself, he deliberately dismissed him.

Gu Changfei suddenly figured it out, he cheered up again, and was so moved by Qiu Luo's "self-sacrifice".

He clenched his fists heavily, determined to save Qiu Luo from that control freak master as soon as possible!

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This inn is the largest monk inn in Yunjian City. Each courtyard is separated from each other to ensure that it will not be disturbed by the noise outside.

There are two wing rooms in the east and west in the courtyard where the two stayed, for each of them to live in one room.

Lin Jinran hugged Qiu Luo to the bed, helped him to sit up cross-legged, and was about to check his injuries, but saw Qiu Luo began to undress herself.

Qiu Luo took off his shirt all over, revealing his tough chest, thin muscles with clear texture, exuding youthful vigor and jade-like texture.

Lin Jinran took a look, suffocated, and quickly looked away, eyelashes drooping slightly: "What are you doing undressing?"

Qiu Luo showed him a faint palm print on his chest: "Isn't Master going to check my injury?"

Adhering to the principle of doing a full set of plays, Qiu Luo did some tricks and pretended to cough a few times: "Master, don't be angry, I really don't want to go with him."

Lin Jinran frowned slightly, gently stroking the palm print on his chest, a warm spiritual power emanated from the palm, ironing Qiu Luo's wound gently and meticulously.

"As a teacher, why would you get angry over such a trivial matter?" Lin Jinran completely forgot the anger he couldn't control when he saw Gu Changfei holding Qiu Luo just now, and only the "badly injured" little apprentice was in his eyes.

On weekdays, the little apprentice couldn't help but feel distressed even if he lost a strand of hair, let alone such a big palm print.

Lin Jinran patted his head: "Does it still hurt?"

Qiu Luo began to reflect on whether he had acted too much. He coughed lightly, and took the opportunity to make a request: "Master, why don't you undo my ban. You see, I have no strength to fight back when I am bullied."

Seeing Lin Jinran's hesitant expression, Qiu Luo made persistent efforts and solemnly promised: "I really won't run, and I will never leave you five meters away."

Lin Jinran had nothing to do with him, so he agreed and lifted the ban on his cultivation.

When the shackles were gone, Qiu Luo felt a great deal of relief in an instant, her spiritual power circulated more smoothly, and several small yellow flowers bloomed on the top of her head.

Lin Jinran pursed his lips into a smile, and picked off the little flower on his head for him.

After tossing and tossing all night, Qiu Luo felt a little drowsy under the healing of the gentle spiritual power of the master, and yawned lazily, pillowed on the other party's lap and closed her eyes comfortably.

Feeling Lin Jinran's fingers caressing his hair vaguely, Qiu Luo slowed down his breathing very reassuringly, this is the master he is familiar with, if those troubles hadn't happened, they would still be the same as before when they woke up Same, Master has always been like this...

Qiu Luo slept deeply, and didn't notice Lin Jinran's strangeness at all.

He stared intently at his apprentice's sleeping profile, with one hand still pressing on the other's chest, warming the wound with spiritual power, and gently stroking the top of his hair with the other hand.

I don't know how long it took, the place where Lin Jinran's palm touched Qiu Luo's skin became more and more scorching hot, and the spiritual power swam around his body, sticking to his skin inch by inch, refusing to leave.

Lin Jinran's eyes were gradually stained with a dark red, but he didn't know it, and there were blurred illusions in his vision, overlapping one after another.

For a while, I saw Gu Changfei and Qiu Luo holding hands intimately, and for a while, I saw Qiu Luo leaning in his arms and smiling as he took off his clothes...

"Master..." He heard Qiu Luo calling him affectionately, showing him a bright and warm smile.

The hand that usually served him tea respectfully and tied his hair was now stroking his cheek and pulling away his hair crown and belt.

"Master, this disciple wants to do something outrageous to you..."

Qiu Luo bit his earlobe lightly, her voice seemed to come from far away.

Lin Jinran could push him away easily, but he seemed to have lost all his strength and let the other party manipulate him, tacitly acquiescing, conniving, even with a hint of secret surprise, and the sweetness of long-cherished wish fulfilled.

He hugged his beloved apprentice, rubbed his ears with him, and kissed the corner of his lips. At this moment, all the ethics between teachers and apprentices, shame and morality, or pure reputation and etiquette were all thrown out of the sky.

His hopeless and forbearing love finally got the response from his beloved, and he let himself indulge in it, even if it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up from it.

The black shadow that followed him smiled lowly in his ear again: "That's it, Lin Jinran, how can you be happier if you become a fairy and be lingering with your lover..."

"The Immortal family is ruthless, I'd rather be a monster with emotions and desires, and enjoy the unfettered freedom and bliss..."

"As long as something happens, he can never leave you again..."

Lin Jinran suddenly regained consciousness from the hallucination, those wild laughter still lingered in his ears, the dark red under his eyes was fleeting, he opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly found that he was holding Qiu Luo and kissing the corner of his mouth .

As a master and head of a sect, he actually did such absurd and shameful thing while his apprentice was asleep!

Where have all his cultivation and precepts gone?His mind was completely occupied by emotions and desires!

Lin Jinran's face changed, and the blood color gradually faded from his lips. What is that black shadow?Why did you say these words to him that tempted him to fall?

Lin Jinran's headache was about to split, and a burning pain rushed up from his chest and abdomen, almost exploding in his chest cavity.

The muscles of his cheeks twitched, restraining those inexplicable restlessness, lightly placed the sleeping Qiu Luo under the quilt, stumbled off the bed, and left Qiu Luo's room as if fleeing.

His own room is next to Qiu Luo's bedroom, and the floor-to-ceiling screen is painted with a clean and proud bamboo forest and pines.

Behind the screen, the head of the Cangming Sword Sect, who was once equally as cold as a bamboo, now has a flushed face that cannot be dispelled.

He was submerged cross-legged in the cold water of the bathtub, his black coat was stripped off and scattered on the ground, and he was wearing only a plain white singlet, which was soaked in cold water and became translucent, sticking to his body like long hair.

Lin Jinran closed his eyes tightly, and a ray of black air between his brows squirmed faintly along the blood vessels. He kept chanting the mantra of clearing the heart, suppressing this inexplicable dryness for no reason, until relying on his powerful cultivation, Suppress it completely.

Beads of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead. Lin Jinran raised his head and leaned against the edge of the tub with a frown. Although he occasionally had unspoken delusions in the past, he could still restrain himself. He had never been so menacing like tonight .

The Cangming Sword Sect takes the sword as its foundation, and emphasizes on asking the sword wholeheartedly, without allowing any distractions, distractions, let alone being dragged by emotions, otherwise, the realm of cultivation will stagnate at the slightest, and the heart of Taoism will be shattered once at worst.

He may ascend to the Dao without pursuing Daoism, but how can he destroy the future of his favorite little disciple?

What's more, Qiu Luo's affection for him is nothing more than a disciple's admiration for his master. Once he discovered the clue...he couldn't believe how Qiu Luo would look at him.

Lin Jinran exhaled heavily, shook his head with a wry smile, his wet black hair curled around his shoulders, making his skin pale in the cold water.

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On the other side, not long after Lin Jinran left, Qiu Luo woke up from hunger. He originally went downstairs to order food, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by Gu Changfei so much that he didn't even eat dinner.

When he was in a deep sleep, he didn't realize Lin Jinran's hallucinatory struggle. He got up from the quilt and ran to the next door to find the master.

Knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, Qiu Luo felt strange and worried, something will happen to Master, right?

He tiptoed around to the outside of the window. There was no bolt on the inside. He gently opened the window a crack, and through the bamboo screen, he vaguely saw the master taking a bath!

Qiu Luo's eyes widened immediately, and she covered her hands with her hands, and couldn't help leaving a slit secretly out of curiosity.

A cultivator can easily keep clean with just one magic spell, and there is absolutely no need to bathe like ordinary people.Master, what kind of whim is this?

Do not see evil and itching and curiosity in his mind are fighting each other, but in the end respecting the teacher prevailed.

Qiu Luo squatted down silently against the window sill, the picture he saw just now appeared in a mess in his mind, he shook his head, what was he thinking?

If the master finds out that he is spying on him in the shower, he will inevitably be taught a lesson.

In the room, Lin Jinran had already noticed when Qiu Luo approached, and he knew his little movements at a glance.

He froze in the bathtub for a while, at a loss, and he didn't know whether he wanted his apprentice to leave quickly, or he didn't want to walk too fast.

Until the figure of the other party disappeared from the window, Lin Jinran couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.

He hurriedly got up from the tub, steamed his body dry from the cold water, put on a coat, and walked to the window without making a sound.

Through the window, Lin Jinran's hand stopped in front of the window, hesitating whether to push it away, but there was no movement outside, maybe Qiu Luo had already left?

Just when he couldn't resist pushing the window open, a clump of lush green weeds grew out of the window sill, and Qiu Luo squatted in the corner laughing for some reason, and a budding pink flower bud appeared among the weeds.

Lin Jinran stretched his brows leisurely, pursed his lips, reached for the watering can on the window sill, and poured water.

Xu was nourished by spiritual power, and the pink buds actually bloomed.

On Qiu Luo's forehead, a question slowly popped up: "?"

He turned his head angrily, and saw his master leaning against the window, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Master, what are you doing?" He was drenched in water!

Lin Jinran smiled lightly and said, "My window sill has grown flowers, I'll water it, can't I?"

Qiu Luo: "..." Why are you so bad!

Lin Jinran leaned over, leaned her elbows against the window sill, and gently plucked the small pink flowers on Qiu Luo's head with her fingers: "What are you squatting here for? Hmm?"

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