Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

One autumn rain and one cool, the sky above the enchantment washed by the last rain at the end of autumn was cloudless.

The early winter is approaching outside the boundary of Shangqing Ruins. After that night of rain, God’s face changed as soon as he said it. Recently, it has been sunny and sunny, and the sun is shining on people, which only increases laziness.

On the way from the main hall to the inner hall of Lingqing Hall, there is a small courtyard with gurgling water flowing across the bridge, in which the fragrance of white lotus is hidden in the emerald green, and the elegant breath is everywhere. way.

Zhu Yu walked in front, and Su Changyi followed behind.

There were four or five people who came, and it could be seen from their clothes that these people were not disciples of Lingqing Palace. They were dressed in black gold ribbon disciple uniforms and pink lace disciple uniforms, and held long swords of the same style but with different tassels in their hands.

Different shapes and colors, hard to hide impatience.

From Su Changyi's direction, he could see two disciples wearing black and gold ribbon disciple uniforms gesticulating in the air, and the disciples wearing pink gauze patted each other's shoulders and the backs of their hands, as if comforting each other.

Standing next to the few people, Shen Rourou's green student uniform was pulled out into obvious folds, the brows on Xiaoyuan's face were knit together, her eyes were trying to open wide, and she looked fierce.

Seeing someone coming from a distance, her copper-bell-sized pupils suddenly got bigger, she hurried over, threw herself into Zhu Yu's arms, and raised her tear-stained face in his bend.

Seeing this, the disciples behind them came over in three steps at a time, raised their swords to salute Su Changyi and Zhu Yu.

"The disciple pays respects to the sect master and the Immortal Jun Yao."

Su Changyi nodded lightly, she didn't know the specific identities of these people, but Zhu Yu knew it clearly.

These people are the inner disciples of Qing He and Bai Lian. She thought of the fake Qing He in the boudoir who had become a skeleton and Bai Lian, an oily man who had completely returned to his original body, and couldn't help feeling impetuous.

"What happened?" Zhu Yu tore Shen Rourou from his arms, squeezed his neck and pushed it to Su Changyi who was beside him.

Among them, the inner sect disciple of the Black Gold Broken Belt of Shaoyun Hall in Xuanshan Mountain cupped his hands at Zhu Yu and said, "Uncle Master, we are here to look for Master."

The faces of these people were panicked and dignified, and they looked at each other extremely nervously. Their eyes were fixed on Zhu Yu without blinking, as if they wanted to penetrate people.

Judging by their expressions, they probably knew what happened to the two statues in Shangqingxu.Su Changyi rubbed his fingertips under his robe, and he and Zhu Yu looked at each other silently, but their hearts were connected.

After a while, Zhu Yu said seriously: "Nephew Lu doesn't need to go around in circles, just speak out."

With the right words, these people finally let out the breath that had been hanging in their chests for a long time.

Everyone looked at each other, nodded, and motioned for Senior Sister Lu Xingtong to speak, "Sister Lu, please continue?"

"Go ahead."

"Yes, sister, come on!"

"..."

Lu Xingtong is the female disciple who spoke for everyone just now. She is an inner sect disciple under Xuanshan's Shaoyun Palace Lord Xuanxian. Like He Qingxie, she is deeply loved by Qing He, and she is also a young disciple of Xuanshan's generation. The best of the best.

It was written in the novel that Lu Xingtong's future is as promising as that of Junyao Xianzun at his peak, and he is also the destined head of the next generation of Shangqingxu.

Logically speaking, He Qingxie is also a leader in Myoshan, and his cultivation level is even higher than that of Lu Xingtong. After impatient He Qingxie became obsessed with hatred in the later stage, he no longer had a relationship with decent sects, and he also had a relationship with the head of Shangqingxu. Just missed the position.

With piercing eyes, Lu Xingtong bowed to the two of them again, and said: "Now, my Xuanshan Shaoyun Palace has messed up ants on top of a pot of hot porridge, because a news spread among the people, it is not This disciple believes in gossip because the rumors are too true and everyone is worried. This disciple cannot wait to know the truth, so he can only use this bad strategy and bring a few brothers and sisters to find the sect master to discuss."

"Disciple Yujian stopped at the square of Lingqing Palace just now, and happened to run into Junior Sister Fang who came over for some business. After asking, I was surprised to find that the status quo of Chengshan is not much different from my Xuanshan."

The Junior Sister Fang that Lu Xingtong was talking about was Bai Lian's apprentice, and it was the one standing beside her, dressed in a peach-pink veil-covered student uniform, she could be called a peach-pink beauty, looking forward to Liuhui.

Fang Jia and Lu Xingtong looked at each other, took the words cautiously, and said: "Senior sister is not telling lies, and the rumors and gossips among the disciples of Zhicao Peak are the same as Xuanshan's."

At this time, the change is only in an instant.

The Yaoshan enchantment is closest to the sky above the sky, and the flowing light enchantment disappears from the sky to the mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there is a sudden gust of wind in the gap where the enchantment is torn.

The autumn wind is chilling, and the cold that has swayed through the barrier of the sky finally invades from outside the mountains, entering this small world that was once enveloped in warmth like spring.

The koi in the lotus pond swung their tail fins, swooped to the depths, and disappeared without a trace, as if they could escape the coming storm.

"Juncheng Immortal Venerable is a fake!"

"My master is a fake!"

These two sentences were particularly blurred in the howling cold wind, and suddenly several people exclaimed in unison, the barrier of Yaoshan disappeared!

Su Changyi's complexion was uncertain, and when he looked at Zhu Yu, the other party had moved his body at random and blinked before disappearing on the bridge.

I only heard Zhu Yu's voice from the void, "Jun Yao, you protect the softness and purity here, and the enchantment must not be mistaken! I'll go back as soon as I go."

The silver thread floating clouds and neon clothes flew behind him, Su Changyi brushed away the silver hair that was messed up in front of his eyes, and Shen Rourou was still standing in front of him, the wind blew the black and fluttering hair, and slammed it on her chest.

Lu Xingtong held his sword and led three disciples to bow to Su Changyi, saying: "The most important thing is the enchantment of Myoshan, disciples should hurry to support."

"Alright." He responded, and saw several people get off the bridge, throwing the sword body with a flick of the long sword, stood up and jumped, Yujian flew to the distance.

melancholy.

This is the most real and most appropriate idea in Su Changyi's mind at the moment, why is he so stupid?Not even a spell.

But the novels in reality are not written like this. The heroine who wears the book has a golden finger bug, and she can fly with a sword overnight, and her cultivation is restored.

It seems that she is the only one who has become a veritable vase in this book. Not only does her cultivation need to be improved, but even the plot can be broken at will.

This is no one anymore!

Seeing that no one was moving, Shen Rourou looked at her with wide eyes, pouted her lips, and looked aggrieved. She was still thinking about it when her uncle Jun Yao yelled at her earlier, and she tugged at Su Changyi's sleeve.

The right arm was injured, and the instant pain immediately called back the soul wandering in the sky. Su Changyi hissed lightly in pain, and only then noticed the little nephew who was close in front of him.

"what happened?"

"I also want to help my uncle repair the enchantment."

The big copper bell eyes were full of worry and trouble, and Su Changyi's heart was softened by the pure and clean gaze.

She smiled kindly, pointing at her cherry red lips with light white long fingers, and raised her brows with disinterest, "You are so small, what do you want to help me? In other words, what can Rourou help me?"

Shen Rourou lowered her head and thought about it carefully, then raised her head suddenly, her tone was firm, "Although I want to help my uncle repair the barrier, but I don't have the ability... However, I can help my uncle take care of my sister! In the past, my uncle Be good to senior sister, and be good to Rourou! Master said, Jun Yao is the best person for Rourou besides master, and Rourou can do anything for Shishu! It’s okay to give it to Uncle Jun Yao!”

My heart skipped a beat.

At that moment, there was no flattery or flattery in the excellent words, it was just the other party expressing his deepest thoughts.

Just like, the thoughts of an unwise three-year-old child are simple and can be summed up in one sentence——

If you treat me well, I will take care of you.

But this, because of the addition of the last sentence, the essence of this passage suddenly changed.

Su Changyi felt a chill in his heart and a chill in his back.

If a person can sacrifice his life for the other party just because the other party is good to her, wouldn't he be a fool?

But she doesn't look at Shen Rourou as a mentally retarded person, she just hasn't touched the world other than Shangqingxu.

The fallen leaves are listening to the pine, and the autumn wind is bleak, which makes both of them tremble.

Regardless of the injury on her right arm, she took Shen Rourou's hand and walked to the small case in the inner hall.

The boudoir of Junyao Xianzun is only [-]% away from the inner hall by a screen that connects the blue sea with a height of [-]% and the floating flowers and pistils in the sky.

She didn't want He Qingxie to hear certain things, after all, this apprentice was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The plot at the beginning of the novel seems to be off track, but the protagonist is the protagonist after all, there is no guarantee that there will be other hidden plots, and she has to take precautions before they happen.

Su Changyi pressed Shen Rourou's thin shoulders, and met those sincere and sincere copper bell eyes.

"The words just now are your true thoughts that you want to say?"

"Yes, but I think Master is right."

Su Changyi frowned.

Did Shen Rourou really think so?

"Rourou, let me tell you."

She pressed on Shen Rourou's shoulder and exerted some strength with her hands.Shen Rourou was suppressed, and the atmosphere gradually became serious, she looked at her fixedly.

Su Changyi asked: "Do you believe what my uncle said?"

The atmosphere was too serious, Junyao Xianzun's peach blossom pupils were deep and alluring, and the sight of people who looked at them made people forget their breath, and the other party could only obey as if being induced.

Shen Rourou nodded blankly.

"Since you believe in the words of the uncle, you must remember what the uncle said now. Rourou, your life is your own, you can't let others control it casually, you can only decide whether you live or die."

"Even if the other party treats me well?"

"No! Unless that person is someone you want to protect, such as your parents, master. As the saying goes, the love of licking a calf is as heavy as a mountain, and they are all people you can risk your life to protect. But there are some exceptions , when their status in your heart exceeds a critical value, you will spontaneously understand what you should do for them when they are in danger."

"That's it."

Su Changyi nodded seriously.

"But, since Master can do it, why can't you, Uncle?"

Obviously, Shen Rourou's focus is not here.

"Anyway, it's not possible. Remember, the person you will protect in the future is your master, and the person you will protect in the future, Senior Sister Qingxie, will be me."

After finishing speaking, Su Changyi was stunned by his own words, pinched his palms with his fingertips, and asked himself.

Are you not guilty of saying this!Just like He Qingxie?It would be nice not to kill her now!

He Qingxie, who heard this for no reason, was also stunned, unable to clasp his palms, and gritted his teeth thinking.

Master, are you not guilty when you say this?Where is the face?It's good that I didn't kill you!

Su Changyi, who didn't know that his words had already been heard by his apprentice who could listen far and wide, was still obsessed with the stubborn idea of ​​correcting his junior nephew.

Because after she finished speaking, her little nephew was surprised in a daze, and asked her if she could exchange with her senior sister Qingxie.

Forgive her for her ignorance, but why is this child so attached to her?Could it be that what is not available is the best?

Su Changyi gritted his teeth.

"You can't change Rourou. You have to be obedient, you just said that you want to believe in the teacher's uncle, right? Then you have to always believe in the teacher's uncle."

He Qingxie: "..."

Tsk tsk, Master is like a child kidnapper.

After talking nonsense with the little nephew before leading him into Junyao Xianzun's boudoir, Su Changyi avoided the pile of fake Qinghe corpses on the ground, and motioned Shen Rourou to sit on the sandalwood round stool in front of the dressing table for a while, and they We have to wait for Zhu Yu's news.

Zhu Yu knew it well, knowing that it was not suitable for her to go out now that her cultivation base had not recovered, otherwise she might be exposed in public if she stopped at the barrier.

After Baoyuan Shouyi woke up, Junyao Immortal Venerable is now similar to the disabled man who has lost his cultivation base.

Su Changyi lifted her skirt and walked towards the bed, distractedly thinking about how the Mysterious Mountain Barrier was impenetrable, how could it suddenly disappear?Is this related to the fake Qinghe and fake Bailian?Who is the master of manipulating spirit control and puppetry?

pain!The arm, which was suddenly pressed down by the downward weight, was experiencing pain penetrating into the bones.

He Qingxie frowned, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

"Master? Do you have any objections to the disciples?"

Almost jumping out word by word, the hatred in the tone became more and more frightening.

"Ok?"

Su Changyi came back to his senses, only to realize that he slapped his butt straight down and sat over his head.

Shen Rourou, who heard the sound, let out a "Huh", like a pink butterfly smelling nectar, came over with a round sandalwood stool, and put it on the bedside table, happily sitting down.

Su Changyi said with a sly smile, "How could it be?"

As he spoke, under the cover of the skirt of the silver floating cloud neon dress, his buttocks deliberately moved twice, sitting on the slender arms, crushing and ravaging.

He Qingxie gasped in pain immediately.

Su Changyi, who was smiling wickedly like a fox, lifted his sleeves.

"I treat you sincerely as a teacher, Ke Zhao Riyue, do you want to invite your disciple 'Ming Jian'?"

Shen Rourou rested her hands on her legs, propped her chin and shook her head slowly, and said contemptuously: "Ah Xie, how can you doubt Jun Yao's affection for you? The uncle looks like a spring flower, and he is so kind, and he treats you very well." Yes, how can I have a problem with you?"

This innocent Guawazi still doesn't know that Junyao Xianzun in his eyes is a beast with a human face and a heart in He Qingxie's eyes.

With a livid face, He Qingxie gritted his teeth and said, "If the disciple is seriously injured and lying still is wrong, then please let Heaven punish the disciple instead of Master's ass!"

The resentful gaze full of hatred made Su Changyi feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

she:"……"

Shen Rourou opened her eyes wide again, as if she had discovered something inconceivably important, she quickly got up, and pulled Su Changyi to sit on her round stool.

"Uncle Jun Yao, Ah Xie is so stingy! You won't even be allowed to sit on the bed!"

After finishing speaking, she straightened the hem of Su Changyi's skirt a few times, her waist-length hair was as smooth as a waterfall, and fell to the sides of her neck with her movements, and the collar exposed behind her was pink and white.

He Qingxie, who had been complained about innocently, rolled his eyes at Su Changyi, and met his peach blossom eyes with a smile like a flower in the void.

After a while, the hostile pupil shrank suddenly.

The author has something to say:

#拉一执that Su Changyi who is not a human being in daily life#

Baiqihehe: I vaguely remember that Master likes to be crushed and trampled?I don't know how about the master who is served by his disciples?

Su, who didn't have time to speak: Well...