I rely on green tea to coax the amnesia master back

Shen Lou: "...?"

He Tingfeng doesn't seem to think that these words are ambiguous, maybe in his heart, Shenlou is still the little dumpling that can be rubbed.

Shen Lou's expression froze, he couldn't think of any answer, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he said bluntly: "...don't bother Master, I myself..."

Halfway through the conversation, he realized that he couldn't remember the route of Wu Shangqing at all.Although he used to live here when he was young, in the past hundred years, he has been frequently looked down upon by He Tingfeng. Even if he tries to get in occasionally, he will be discovered in a short time.

Even if He Tingfeng didn't ask him to go away once, Shenlou still didn't dare to face the master's indifferent gaze, and kept his face down.

However, once in a while, he comes to make trouble under the ancient tree, and when he sees the other side, he flees away again.

Shenlou suddenly felt like a thief, taking advantage of He Tingfeng's amnesia to steal joy openly.Most of the wounds on his body had already scabbed over, so it was neither painful nor itchy to him, and there was no point in coercing the other party with it, as if he was no different from a rat.

Thinking in this way, Shenlou secretly took a look at He Tingfeng, and could only silently ignore the disappointment in his heart, hide those cheeky thoughts, and then calmly backed away half a step.

Abide by discipline and salute slowly, as if by doing so, they are still the "loving" master-student pair that never broke up.Shen Lou said sincerely: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness. This disciple dare not trouble Master." I will leave now.

But he still schemingly omitted the second half of the sentence. Since he successfully entered Wushangqing and He Tingfeng happened to lose his memory, he must not leave before the other party chased him away.

This is a good opportunity for reconciliation, not to mention for the time being, if someone takes the opportunity to make trouble, it's okay for him to stay and help He Tingfeng.

Shen Lou lowered his head, completely ignoring his master's martial strength, but after waiting for a long time, he couldn't hear He Tingfeng's voice, so he couldn't help raising his head a little, but he caught Xianjun's puzzled eyes.

There was a "thump" in his heart, thinking that maybe someone had noticed the clue.

"What are you talking about? Trouble? Didn't this disciple forget, but I raised you for my master." He Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, his gaze skipped over Shenlou's blushing ears, suddenly he realized something, and he rolled his eyes with a smile , "Is it possible that you are shy?"

Not only did he laugh wantonly, but he also tried to fiddle with the red color in vain, as if he were old and disrespectful.

Shenlou's ears were completely red, and he couldn't avoid turning his head hastily. He Tingfeng's cold fingers made him tremble.He never thought that the master who had lost his memory could be so... tortured.

Immediately, he didn't care about profanity or not, and hurriedly covered his ears and hid aside, even his eyes were smeared red, and he was completely lost by the image of the devil who had been feared for a hundred years.

He Tingfeng had had enough of teasing his apprentice, so he put his right hand on Shenlou's shoulder, but this guy jumped too high, and Xianjun couldn't get it even after trying two times, so he simply moved down without embarrassment , directly on Shenlou's waist.

This posture is obviously at a disadvantage, but it is more chic out of thin air. He Tingfeng raised his head, and the silver hair was thrown back with the movement, making him more comfortable.His voice was clear, and his expression was full of joy visible to the naked eye: "I won't tease you, come with me."

Before the words were finished, the hand around Shenlou's waist was tightened slightly, and the toes were lightly tapped, and the two of them rose directly from the ground.

Wushangqing has been expanded many times, from one palace to nearly ten. Although Shenlou came here occasionally, he didn't inquire carefully. At this moment, it should be a good time to get familiar with the route secretly, but his eyes were on He Ting for a long time. on the wind.

When riding the wind, whether it is clothes or hair, they will fluctuate with the wind, even if he accidentally brushes Shenlou's face, he will not even blink his eyes, and just look at He Tingfeng's face straightforwardly.

When he landed, He Tingfeng habitually supported Xia Shenlou's lower back so that the opponent could stand firm.Shenlou's eyes were too blatant, making it difficult for him to ignore them, and after enduring halfway the jokes spit out from his mouth again.

"Alou, you are so embarrassed to see Master."

He said he was embarrassed, but his eyes were full of calmness. On the contrary, Shenlou, who was staring at He Tingfeng all the way, blushed. He coughed and quickly changed the subject: "Master, I'll go in first."

In the palace in front of him is the newly repaired Tangchi, Shen Lou was not worried about going the wrong way, so he got into it as fast as someone was chasing him.

He Tingfeng smiled and glanced at the person, not telling the truth.

……

Shen Lou leaned the back of his head against the pool wall, closed his eyes and took a nap, and the hot spring water soaked into his body to relieve pain and fatigue.

Only now could he take a short breath.The incident of He Tingfeng's amnesia made him both surprised and delighted, reason and temptation collided in his mind, Shenlou was struggling with whether he should tell the truth.

Having said that, the master and apprentice may become strangers again.

Needless to say, he can enjoy the relationship between master and apprentice, even if the process is short and he is worried all day long, but he will not endure a hundred years of loneliness after all.

But afterwards, He Tingfeng recovered his memory. If he remembered his deception again, would he never forgive him?

Shen Lou frowned, thinking almost self-defeating: I am a demon king, so it is understandable to be selfish, right?

"Hold your breath and concentrate."

Shen Lou opened his eyes suddenly, the gloom in his eyes receded instantly, and he saw his master standing by the soup pool, guiding himself to expel the turbidity.

He moved obediently, only to belatedly realize that he is now topless.Although the two big men have nothing to look at, Shenlou always feels that he and He Tingfeng of Guangfeng Jiyue are not the same people.

Thinking this way, I accidentally missed the beat.

Seeing that Shen Lou didn't keep up, He Tingfeng wasn't unhappy at all, he just sighed helplessly, and then raised his hand to gather spiritual energy on his fingertips.

The blue spiritual power was transmitted to Shenlou's whole body, as if being scorched by the sun, he didn't feel the heat, but his dantian was as warm as a warm current.

Shen Lou only paused for a second, and then spontaneously handed over the control of his body to the other party, with the appearance of trusting wholeheartedly, I am afraid that no one will not be favored.

At this time, he didn't care about the embarrassment, and he suffered a lot of injuries on weekdays, but the disciples of Shifang Prison practiced a lot of forbidden techniques, and the self-healing ability of magic cultivators could not be weak, so he never prepared money innovative medicine.

Counting it, Shen Lou has not received such careful care for many years.

His back, shoulders and even his arms were covered with densely packed small wounds, and it seemed that they were not done overnight.While He Tingfeng was healing his wounds, he carefully looked at every inch of exposed bloodstains.

Every time he saw one place, the hatred in his heart accumulated, so that in the end, the indifference in He Tingfeng's eyes almost froze.It wasn't until the wound healed quickly under the touch of spiritual power, and Shen Lou's face returned to rosy, that he restrained himself a little.

The "seriously injured" apprentice suddenly came alive, with undisguised joy in his eyes, even though he was in the water, he still respectfully saluted: "Thank you, Master."

Even now, Shenlou's self-healing ability is probably better than medicine, and he will still be ecstatic because of He Tingfeng's little gesture of charity.

He Tingfeng scanned his whole body with his eyes to make sure there was nothing missing, and then nodded slightly.

Master is above, and he is in a hot soup, it is disrespectful.What's more, the current Shenlou is being torn apart by reason, he doesn't dare to stay any longer, he just wants to put on his clothes and go ashore.

As soon as his fingers touched the blood-stained blue shirt, He Tingfeng slapped him with spiritual power: "What's the hurry?"

Shen Lou raised his eyes in panic, not wanting to, the next second the opponent's movement made his pupils shrink.

His master, the lord of the supreme palace, He Tingfeng, the lord, put his hands on his belt calmly, and with a light hook of his fingertips, his clothes were half open.

"Your master hasn't soaked yet."

Shenlou stared intently for a moment, until He Tingfeng was about to take off his coat, then he suddenly realized that he was worried that his gaze was too disrespectful, so he hurriedly turned sideways, the movement was so big that it caused a small splash of water.

He Tingfeng looked at his apprentice's red ears, and thought to himself that this is too insincere, obviously when he was a child...

He was stunned for a moment, the memory in his head was cloudy and fuzzy, and he couldn't remember it.

He Tingfeng frowned unconsciously. In recent days, he often felt bound by a sense of powerlessness, and he didn't know if he had practiced too much a few days ago and made a small mistake.However, the spiritual power in the whole body is running smoothly, and it doesn't look like the meridians are blocked.

Unable to come up with a reason, He Tingfeng had no choice but to put aside his doubts for the time being and drink soup along the edge of the pool.

Looking at the little apprentice in front of him whose ears were bleeding red, no matter how unprincipled He Tingfeng was, he couldn't bear to tease him.

Shen Lou closed his eyes and tried his luck in the dark, deliberately ignoring the slight sound of water splashing behind him, imagining the water flowing through the master's white collarbone and shoulder blades...stop it.

He didn't dare to think about it any more, and really began to calm down.This is just a bath with half a stick of incense, spent in his endless embarrassment.

Seeing that the person was too far away from him, He Tingfeng cast a small spell and patted Shen Lou's shoulder from the air, which made the other person tremble in fright.

Xianjun glanced at his fingers in surprise, wondering if his spells are so terrible?

After the episode passed, a thing lifted by spiritual power came towards the wind.As it got closer, Shenlou realized that it was a folded black robe.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that you look better in black." Shenlou focused on the robe, and He Tingfeng's faint breath came from his ears.

He even discarded all the embarrassment, completely ignoring that the two of them were still "meeting each other frankly", and only concentrated on the black robe, reluctant to blink.

It has been more than a hundred years since He Tingfeng broke up with him, and Shenlou has not set foot on the sky for many years.

He has only worn green shirts for many years, thinking that in this way he can cover up the evil energy around him, and let the master give him a look, so even if it is a bit nondescript, he is willing to do it.

But at this time, Supreme Qing Palace could easily take out the robe that suits him, and when He Tingfeng said that black color looks better, he looked calm, as if he had practiced it thousands of times in his mind.

Does this also mean that Master doesn't hate him that much?Maybe it's the same as myself, but they are actually silently caring about it.