Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

"I'm worried about Master, so I came to see." Qiu Luo said solemnly.

Anyway, he was discovered, Qiu Luo was used to being presumptuous in front of the master, he slammed into the window, walked around, swayed around the tub, and even smelled a faint demonic energy.

This aura is undetectable, if he hadn't felt it from Master's body at close range, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

Qiu Luo frowned secretly, a little worried, the Master's nightmare poison might have flared up again, it looked like nothing had happened.

Facing Lin Jinran's straight gaze, he sat down on the bed and said, "I'm going to sleep with Master tonight."

Lin Jinran was stunned, looked away, concealed a trace of subtle emotions in his eyes, pursed his lips and said: "You have grown up so much, and you still have to sleep with Master, you are no longer a child."

Qiu Luo kicked off his shoes, lay down on the bed, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "I promised Master not to leave you five meters away, and I was bullied tonight, my young heart has left psychological trauma, and I need Master to comfort me to sleep well.”

Knowing that he was talking nonsense, Lin Jinran still had a helpless expression: "...it's up to you."

He calmly let the little apprentice lie in, put his clothes together and lay on the outside, turned off the lamp, and the room suddenly fell into darkness, only the window sill was soaked by the moonlight with a touch of bright moonlight.

"It's getting late, go to bed."

Qiu Luo opened her eyes and looked at him strangely: "Master, don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?"

Lin Jinran closed his eyes calmly: "Practitioners don't need to sleep, they can meditate for a few days. It seems that you are too slack in your usual practice, and you just want to be lazy every day."

Qiu Luo skipped this topic in time: "Master, why are you so far away from me, there can be another person in the middle."

Lin Jinran paused for a moment, curled his fingers on his lower abdomen, and only uttered two words: "Go to sleep."

Qiu Luo yawned, and couldn't help but recall that when he was a child, he often slept with Master, and asked for comfort from him when he had nightmares. Only he could enter and leave Master's Floating Hall at will, and other brothers and sisters could only envy and hate share.

But since he grew up, he was driven away, and he was not allowed to enter the master's bedroom at will.

Qiu Luo sighed and beeped softly: "Is it because I have grown up and am not as cute as I was when I was a child, and Master doesn't like it anymore?"

Lin Jinran didn't fall asleep at all, and immediately retorted: "I didn't! As a teacher, I always..."

He stopped in the middle of speaking, the word twirled around on the tip of his tongue, swallowed it back, but changed into another word when he said it: "Master, I have always loved you very much."

"Among the direct disciples, you are the most favored, but if you are too special to you, other disciples will be jealous of you and gossip behind your back. Spreading some gossip will not be good for you in the future."

The rumors circulating in the sect that the successor of the sect was abolished almost put Qiu Luo on the fire. He was careless, but fortunately, no trouble was caused.

Qiu Luo immediately came over: "I don't care about those, let them be envious and jealous."

Lin Jinran sighed secretly and did not speak.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that Qiu Luo fell asleep, breathing long and steadily, and rolled to his side like when he was a child, holding his hand.

Lin Jinran opened his eyes silently, propped up his upper body, and carefully looked at the little apprentice's sleeping face under the hazy moonlight, slowly tracing his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

A quiet and peaceful night always reminds people of the past.

Many years ago, he was not the head of the sect, but he was one of the direct disciples of the head, and he only focused on cultivating Taoism and swordsmanship.

The other senior brothers and apprentices all respected him, feared him and alienated him, only Qiu Luo who was fearless, like a warm little sun, followed him like a tail since he was a child, and never left no matter how much he scolded him.

Once, he was ordered by the elders of the sect to capture the traitors of the sect, but he was ambushed and besieged. At that time, his cultivation level was still low and he was outnumbered. He was seriously injured and buried in the ruins.

Only then did he realize that the so-called capture of the traitor was just a factional struggle within the sect, and he did not want him to be the head of the sect. The elders did not want him to go back alive.

The anger of being betrayed and abandoned overwhelmed him, and when the despair of dying came, a string of vines stretched out from the dark stone cracks, and the dew was sent to his mouth with small flowers.

Qiu Luo, who followed him all the way, anxiously called his name, looking for him desperately.

Even though they were scraped and damaged by the sharp stones, the vines were still growing tenaciously, pushing the hill-like piles of rubble little by little, allowing the sunlight to penetrate through the gaps.

At that time, Qiu Luo was still young, and his cultivation level was no more than entry level. He did not know how many vines were broken before he found him, dug him out from the ruins, and carried him away.

After returning back, Lin Jinran devoted himself to hard work for many years, and made great efforts to finally get rid of the elders of the faction that framed him, those who punished him, exiled those who were exiled, and took the position of leader.

Except for their master and apprentice, no one knew about this past.

In the dark night, Lin Jinran gently stroked the top of the little apprentice's hair, sighed, and closed his eyes with peace of mind...

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The two slept peacefully for the night, and continued on their way the next day. Yujian flew for several days, and finally arrived at Yaoxian Valley.

They stopped in mid-air, but the scene in the mountain was far beyond their expectations.

Yaoxian Valley is no longer a place where birds and flowers are fragrant like a fairyland. Instead, it looks like a valley split by lightning, with burnt ruins everywhere.

Qiu Luo managed to find a low-level door boy, and only then did he learn that a month ago, the Great Elder of Yaoxian Valley failed in crossing the catastrophe, and died. The strength of the entire sect was greatly damaged and had to be relocated.

Xixian Spring, the sacred place of Yaoxian Valley, was occupied by the big monsters, and even divided the territory. The doorman warned them that in this situation, the disciples of Yaoxian Valley have nothing to do. If they go in to collect herbs, they must be extremely careful.

I didn't expect such an accident to happen, but everyone is here, and I have to let Master go in to take a dip in Xixian Spring anyway. Besides, it is rumored that there are many exotic flowers and herbs in the medicine garden of Yaoxian Valley, which may be able to relieve the nightmare. Poisonous top-grade grass jelly!

Qiu Luo made up her mind and dragged Lin Jinran to Xixian Spring.

Not long after the two of them entered the mountain path, the air was covered with invisible white mist like spider silk, completely blocking their sight.

Lin Jinran smelled the smell of a monster, frowned, and told Qiu Luo: "We may have entered the territory of a big monster, there are weird things here, don't—"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Luo's figure suddenly disappeared into the white mist.

Lin Jinran's face darkened, and he turned back to look for him immediately. Before he took two steps, he suddenly saw Qiu Luo hugging the waist of an outside monk: "Senior Brother Gu, I miss you so much. lock me up..."

That outer cultivator is dressed in the uniform of a true disciple of the Xuyun Sect, who is it but Gu Changfei?

"Qiu Luo" took the other party's hand and kept saying sweet words: "...I am willing to become a Taoist couple with you, we will live together and fly together..."

Seeing that they were about to kiss each other, Lin Jinran was furious, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and sliced ​​off half of Gu Changfei's arm with a wave of his hand.

"presumptuous!"

"Qiu Luo" was full of shock and anger: "Why do you stop me from being with the person I like? Is it because you have ulterior motives for me? You are disgusting, I must leave you!"

Lin Jinran's face was gloomy, his body shook, his lips were pale, and his voice was hoarse: "How do you know?"

"Qiu Luo" pointed his sword at him: "The whole sect knows, you are not worthy to be my master!"

Lin Jinran narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "You are not my apprentice, he will not point a sword at me."

He grasped the firmness and waved the silver long sword, trying to eradicate the fantasy, but the fake "Qiu Luo" said pitifully, "Master, are you going to kill me?"

Lin Jinran looked at his face with complicated eyes, and the silver sword stopped in mid-air, knowing that it was a fake, but he couldn't make it...

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On the other side of the foggy formation, Qiu Luo also met Lin Jinran, and the book walker who once occupied his body.

He saw Lin Jinran holding the book wearer's hand and teaching him how to use the sword, with a very ambiguous and intimate gesture.

Qiu Luo was so angry that the top of his head was smoking: "Master, that guy is a counterfeit, that's not me!"

Lin Jinran looked at him coldly: "I only need an obedient and well-behaved apprentice, and I don't want you."

The counterfeit book wearer pointed at Qiu Luo: "Master, this guy is pretending to be me, you should kill him!"

Qiu Luo was very annoyed, a few thorny thorns sprouted from the top of his head, wishing to pierce the counterfeit.

He lowered his face, narrowed his eyes and stared at the two of them, and kept telling himself that this guy was not a master, it must be a fake, his master would not treat him like this!

Lin Jinran had no expression on his face, and slashed at him with a sword. The sword light came in an instant, and the momentum shook the world.

How is this fake so powerful?Is this reasonable?

While dodging and blocking, Qiu Luo's brain was running fast.

The illusion of formation here will reflect the fear in my heart, and the opponent's strength must be based on my own perception. Then, as long as I weaken the master's strength in my heart, I won't be afraid of this fake!

He immediately murmured in his heart, the weak master, the injured master, the naked master who fell down when pushed...

etc?What was he thinking about?

The image of Master taking a bath that night suddenly appeared in Qiu Luo's mind, and immediately after, the Master who kept stabbing him with a sword in front of him actually turned into the appearance of just getting out of the bath!

The opponent's white single-clothes was soaked, and it stuck to the skin translucently, clearly outlining the outline of his collarbone and chest. His sword gestures also became harmless, and even his face was flushed strangely.

Qiu Luo almost choked on his own saliva, how could he remember such things so clearly?

Qiu Luo sacrificed his natal sword—a verdant green bamboo sword, and was about to kill the counterfeit when his gaze suddenly shifted, a dark figure broke through the white mist and flew towards him, and the real Lin Jinran appeared !

After seeing this counterfeit that was "weakened" by Qiu Luo, Lin Jinran's eyes flickered slightly, but without hesitation in the movements of his hands, he raised his hand and smashed the fantasy to pieces!

The sword energy was endless, and there was a painful murmur in the air, and the Spider King's body gradually appeared in the white mist.

The purple-black compound eyes stared at them with hatred, and the eight long-haired spider legs retracted quickly, the spider silk in the stomach was cut off, and there was a deep sword mark under the abdomen, dripping black and red blood.

The Spider Emperor was seriously injured and was about to die. He sprayed blood mixed with spider silk at the two of them. Lin Jinran flicked his sleeves to block everything, but a few drops of blood still splashed on Qiu Luo, leaving behind an unpleasant smell.

Qiu Luo endured the nausea and wiped off the blood on his body, but the smell couldn't go away.

Lin Jinran looked at his apprentice delicately: "What did you see just now?"

"Master, it's not what you think, I definitely didn't think of some messy things!" Qiu Luo explained with some embarrassment.

He looked around and said to him: "I just saw that Master, you don't want me anymore, you go to spoil other disciples, and you want to kill me."

Lin Jinran didn't worry about the disheveled appearance just now when he got out of the bath. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "As a teacher, I will only love you."

Qiu Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and asked curiously, "Then what did you see just now?"

Lin Jinran was silent for a while, and only said lightly: "Nothing, the Spider King can't affect me."

He took Qiu Luo away from the White Mist Formation, and continued to walk towards Xixian Spring. After taking two steps, he couldn't help asking: "If one day, you find that being a teacher is not as good as you thought, you will hate it. Master?"

Without hesitation, Qiu Luo offered sweet words and great methods: "Master is the best, and I will always like Master the most!"

Even though he didn't like what he wanted, Lin Jinran was still very happy when he heard this sentence, he settled down, his brows gradually relaxed, and he held his apprentice's hand tightly.

The two followed the split mountain road to Xixian Spring, the holy land of Yaoxian Valley.

Unexpectedly, Futian Cave was devastated by the Heavenly Tribulation, and the core magic circle of Yaoxian Valley still remained here, but unfortunately part of it was damaged, and a faint golden light shrouded this area, and they could not enter. I don't know how much spiritual energy will be spent.

Qiu Luo frowned, seeing that ordinary small animals could come in and out freely.

"Master, maybe ordinary people without cultivation can go in."

Lin Jinran pondered for a moment, and said: "I can seal our cultivation base, no different from ordinary people, but after entering, we may face some unknown threats, you have to find the herbs you want as soon as possible, let's leave quickly."

After the two of them suppressed their cultivation, they got into the magic circle outside Xixian Spring.

I saw that most of the once thriving medicine garden was destroyed, and there were scorched earth after the thunder catastrophe everywhere, and there were traces of monsters eroding, and most of the remaining intact were taken away by the disciples of Yaoxian Valley.

Qiu Luo sighed and could only search slowly.

Not far away there is a spring and lake, dense with white mist, constantly radiating strange spiritual power, Qiu Luo murmured: "This is the legendary Xixian Spring, the holy land of the Fairy Valley of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Lin Jinran looked outside the Lingquan for a while, shook his head, and regretfully said:

"The eye of the spring was broken by Heaven's Tribulation, and a lot of impurities seeped in. The effect is not as good as before. No wonder Yaoxiangu had to give up here. But soaking in it is still useful for body training, cultivation and general toxins."

It seemed that the half-demonized nightmare poison in Master's body was not so easy to get rid of. Qiu Luo was a little disappointed, but soon his attention was attracted by a plant emitting a dark red light not far away.

"That seems to be the red lotus flower mentioned in the Yaoxian Valley Pharmacopoeia?"

It was buried among the weeds, and it was unknown whether it was not taken away by the Yaoxian Valley disciples because of the formation.

It is rumored that this top-grade fairy grass is specially aimed at the power of the soul, and it has miraculous effects on detoxification and curing demons. It and other auxiliary materials are refined according to the prescription of the Pharmacopoeia. Take one capsule a day for 49 days. untie.

It was really another village, Qiu Luo was very pleasantly surprised, and immediately ran over to check the condition of the jelly grass, but luckily it was intact.

When he was about to pluck off the red lotus flower, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something moving in the bushes out of the corner of his eye.

A dark green poisonous emperor sky python jumped out!

It was as thick as an adult man's arm, and Qiu Luo was attracted by the smell of the spider emperor's blood. It entrenched in the grass, waiting for an opportunity to avenge the spider emperor.

Qiu Luo's heart rang out, and he rolled on the spot quickly, dodging the unexpected first blow.

But at this moment, his cultivation was suppressed, he was no different from ordinary people, the Poison Emperor Sky Python chased after him, and opened his bloody mouth at him!

A secretly entangled vine grew from the top of Qiu Luo's head, preventing the venomous fangs of the sky python from biting his neck. The latter twisted its head and bit his shoulder instead.

"Aqiu!"

Lin Jinran, who had also banned his cultivation base, was half a step too slow, his sword light followed closely, stabbing the poisonous emperor's sky python seven inches with a sword, blood spattered, the sky python neighed, and fled with hatred.

Qiu Luo's head was covered with sweat: "Master..."

He took a hard look at the red lotus flower that he had plucked, but fortunately, it was still there.

Lin Jinran's expression was solemn, and he tore off the skirt of his clothes, only to see that his shoulders had turned black and purple, obviously poisoned.

Lin Jinran didn't say anything, and immediately buried his head in sucking the wound bitten by the snake. The black blood he spit out corroded thick venom on the grass, making a hissing sound.

"Master, don't...you will..."

Qiu Luo couldn't speak anymore, the toxin was still spreading all over his body, his vision became more and more blurred, he vaguely heard the master calling him, but couldn't hear what he said.

He only felt that his whole body was dry and hot, and there was a rampant heat surge in his body, eager to find a vent.

A rosy red mark gradually appeared on the place where the shoulder was bitten, and then turned pink, quickly spreading to the whole body.

This poison...

Seeing this, Lin Jinran felt heavy in his heart, and immediately hugged him to Xixian Spring. He sucked out most of the poison and spit it out. As long as he soaked it overnight, the remaining poison should be eliminated.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to immerse Qiuluo in the spring water, suddenly several tenacious vines wrapped around him, tightly wrapped around his hands and feet, and several around his waist.

Vines twisted his wrists, tied them together, and held them high above his head, his ankles pulled away from the sides.

Lin Jinran's whole body was suppressed by the Lingquan, and the vines on his body wriggled and tightened more and more, and even branched and stretched out from his skirt, slowly rubbing his hot skin.

Lin Jinran's face changed slightly, his muscles tensed, and he stared at Qiu Luo who was bending over with a frown.

Feeling the scorching breath sprayed by the other party, his heartbeat missed two beats, and he tried his best to stabilize his voice: "Aqiu, wake up, I am your master!"

The vines squirmed slowly on his body, wrinkled his clothes badly, and kept burrowing in from the cuffs and lapels.

There is a translucent viscous sap slowly oozing from the vine, wherever it flows, it will itch.

At this moment, he could have untied the ban that suppressed his cultivation and threw Qiu Luo into the spiritual spring, and he could have broken free from these harmless vines.

But he completely forgot about all of this, and just lay stiff and bewildered on the grass, allowing the little apprentice to commit the presumptuousness of the previous ones.

Qiu Luo's eyes were blurred, and he could vaguely see Master's familiar handsome face, looking at him with a gentle smile as usual.

The voice seemed to come from far away in the sky, Qiu Luo couldn't hear it clearly at all, only felt that Master was calling his name.

He was extremely hot, his throat was on fire, and the master's body was so cold that it was easy to hug him. He rubbed his cheek against the pit of the master's neck: "Master, you love this disciple..."

Lin Jinran's ears buzzed, and those unspeakable hallucinations came to mind instantly, and they coincided with the absurd scene in front of him.

His mouth was parched, the end of his eyes and behind his ears were flushed unnaturally, his chest heaved and his Adam's apple kept sliding, his lips that had touched the snake venom began to tingle, and he murmured in response to him: "My beloved..."

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