Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

"This is a forbidden area, how did Xiao Hua get in?" Jing Fan stared at him with a cold voice.

Yun Shuhua suddenly became nervous, turned around and took a few steps forward boldly, and stopped not far from the small couch: "Master... just now, the disciple saw that the Yuxu Hall was unguarded, and was worried about what Master would do. Whether the business is going well, he broke in without authorization."

"Since arriving on Qingwu Mountain today, Master has not been able to rest. I wonder if those trivial matters have been dealt with?"

Jing Fan closed his eyes, pressed his temples, and said: "After Wei Zun fled back to the Northern Territory, he tampered with the enchantment of the ancient battlefield. The Tianyin Stone is connected with the enchantment of the Shurangama Mantra, so naturally there are If the problem of the enchantment cannot be solved, the Tianyin Stone will never be peaceful."

"Oh……"

Yun Shuhua nodded obediently, not knowing what else to say.

He wanted to ask about the current situation of the two sects of immortals and demons, but since Jing Fan revealed his true identity, some things became a little different when they were put on the bright side.

Yun Shuhua didn't want Jingfan to feel that staying in the Eastern Region was a threat, so he tried not to ask anything related to the Demon Realm, in order to reduce his suspicion.But he couldn't hold back the concern in his heart, so he struggled every time he wanted to speak.

After standing silently like this for a while, he felt that his mood had finally been sorted out, and it was time to say goodbye.

Maybe when the master is done with the work for a while, he can have a good chat with himself. After all, as a member of Qingwu Mountain, he doesn't want to stay behind forever, and wants to face all dangers with Jing Fan.

Yun Shuhua coughed twice, making a gesture to speak, but Jing Fan who was on the opposite side suddenly said, "Xiaohua, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Huh?" Yun Shuhua was taken aback for a moment, "It's actually nothing wrong."

"It doesn't matter," Jing Fan said with a faint smile in his eyes, as if he was encouraging him, "If you are curious, Xiao Hua can just ask directly. As a teacher, I will know everything."

Now that the master said so, Yun Shuhua's heart was relieved for the time being, and he boldly asked: "I heard from Jinghe before that the Tianyin Stone is the most important existence in Qingwu Mountain. I don't know if it is stable now. Can you handle it?"

"Furthermore... it is the relationship between the fairy and demon worlds. I always feel that the current situation is about to explode, and I am afraid that a war will start in the near future."

"You're right." Jing Fan straightened his neckline lightly, stood up from the couch, and walked towards the little apprentice step by step, "As early as when the competitions in various fields started, Fu Yi had sent many Moxiu broke into the central region secretly, and then Wei Zun's cronies in Qingxumen also attacked Qingwu Mountain many times, and all of them were stopped."

"As for the Tianyin Stone, Xiaohua can go in with the teacher to have a look."

Jing Fan walked up to Yun Shuhua, grabbed his wrist, led him around the door of the side hall, and walked in unhurriedly.

The place where the two touched happened to be Yun Shuhua's wound, and he frowned gratefully at the tingling pain that was directed into the nerve along the muscles and bones. flinched.

This is an automatic defensive action made by the body after realizing the danger, and Jing Fan, who was walking in front, naturally felt it.

He turned around calmly, and involuntarily softened his hands and said: "Xiaohua, what's wrong?"

Yun Shuhua withdrew his wrist and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, Master, I suddenly feel that the clothes I changed today are not very comfortable, and the rest is fine, let's go on."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his other uninjured hand to grab the corner of Jingfan's clothes, and pulled it a little.

Jing Fan stared at him intently, then lifted his left hand with a slight flick of his long sleeve, and opened the cuff with warm fingertips.

A bruise appeared on the wrist bone.

"When did you get this injury? If you don't treat it carefully, the crack in the wrist bone will get bigger."

Yun Shuhua lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It was just yesterday, when I competed with Wei Zhuan at Qichunyuan in the City of Hydroxy, and was injured by him."

"Wei Zan...it's Wei Zan again."

Jing Fan narrowed his eyes, and then covered his fingers, a cool and comfortable feeling wrapped around Yun Shuhua's wrist instantly.

He stopped talking and continued to lead Yun Shuhua away. The two of them pushed open a closed carved wooden door, and a huge palace appeared in front of them.

The lights here are brightly lit, and the beams of the house are about three floors away from the ground. Looking up, they are all reliefs carved from scriptures. Huge Tianyin Stone.

Although I have not been here twice, the memory of that time is still there, and it is no different from the current situation.

Yun Shuhua followed Jing Fan forward, dodging heavy chains one after another, shifted his gaze to the Fahua stele connected to the Tianyin Stone, and immediately said "oh" in surprise.

"Master, why are there so many cracks in the inscription?"

I don't know if it was because he didn't see it clearly before, but Yun Shuhua discovered that there is a small piece missing on this stele. He didn't think this defect was obvious before, but now that there are many cracks, this place is more conspicuous.

"These cracks indicate that someone is breaking the barrier in the Far North."

Yun Shuhua nodded: "What about the missing inscription? Is the Tianyin Stone always missing like this?"

"Since the first time I saw the Tianyin Stone, it has been missing." Jing Fan said quietly.

"After so many years, no one knows where the stele is?" Yun Shuhua wondered, "Could it be like this?"

"No, the Tianyin Stone has always been intact, but when the world was in chaos a few years ago, it suddenly shattered, and one of the pieces fell on the Savior."

This passage inexplicably made Yun Shuhua feel familiar. He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the surface of the Tianyin Stone, and in a flash, he remembered the homework he had studied in the Junchen Palace in the Central Territory.

The savior will come out in case of chaos, and he is the best choice for the master of the Eastern Territory. Isn't the inheritance that was chosen by the way of heaven belong to the master? !

Why did Master not return the inscription?

Yun Shuhua looked at Jing Fan puzzled, but unexpectedly the latter was also looking at him.

"Xiaohua must want to ask, where did the inscription on Wei Shi go?" Jing Fan pursed his lips.

"Now, let's talk about that snowy night again."

Yun Shuhua blinked, and the thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear for some reason: "Master, you want to say that the inscription is related to the mysterious person who gave the jade?"

But Jing Fan said: "To be precise, someone took out the inscription on my body, and that mysterious person happened to save me who was seriously injured."

"It turns out that the ins and outs of the matter are like this," Yun Shuhua sighed, "Who is that cunning villain, Master, can you know?"

"Naturally," Jing Fan nodded, and said unhurriedly, "Coincidentally, this person is the master of Qingxu Sect who killed you, Wei Zan."

"It turned out to be him!" Yun Shuhua hit the Tianyin Stone hard, then withdrew his hand in pain, "Why didn't Master see him with justified anger? If it were me, I would make him pay the price. Take back that stele again!"

"The cunning rabbit has three caves, Wei Zong will never fall into the hands of the teacher at this time, so there is no need to rush for a while," Jing Fan's eyes darkened, "Furthermore, who said that to rule the world must hold the inheritance of heaven? "

He raised his hand and lightly held a chain, countless golden lights flowed into the engravings of the Tianyin Stone along the scriptures, and each person and stone were combined with mana.

Yun Shuhua was attracted by this wonderful feeling, and asked, "Master is the one chosen by the Dao of Heaven, so he can communicate with the Tianyin Stone?"

"As a teacher, I can only sense the magic power of the Tianyin Stone, so it's not enough to communicate with God's will," Jing Fan said with a smile, "But this is enough to prove his identity. As for where the stele is, it doesn't matter."

Yun Shuhua felt a little worried, but he thought that what the master said was reasonable, the inscription was just a stone that could show the orthodox way of heaven, even if it was not in his hand, the master would still sit firmly on the position of the master of the Eastern Region ?

And only the chosen ones can feel the Tianyin Stone. If one day Wei Zong stands in front of this stone, he may not be able to communicate with it.

On the other side, Jing Fan stepped out of the chain and called out, "Xiaohua, let's go."

"it is good."

Yun Shuhua pinched the chain in his hand, gently pushed it aside, and quickly followed the man's pace.

No one noticed, the place where his fingers touched, the scriptures shone with dim light, and slowly entered the Tianyin Stone.

Afterwards, the Tianyin Stone became silent again.

After returning to the side hall where Jing Fan had just rested, Yun Shuhua sat obediently on the couch with Master and waited for the medicine to be applied.

Jing Fan found a simple medicine box from a cabinet somewhere, and then walked to the little apprentice and sat down.

Yun Shuhua had never been so close to him before, his whole body was tense, and the familiar fragrance of lotus came at him domineeringly, making people blush and heartbeat for no reason.

Jing Fan lowered his eyes and carefully waited on his wrist, his handsome profile was well-defined, revealing a strong sense of aggression.

"Xiaohua was injured either here or there, so it can be seen that he is not suitable for the battlefield."

Yun Shuhua retorted: "Nonsense, there is no soldier who is not injured, the disciple is always in good health."

Jing Fan raised his eyes to look at him with a half-smile: "It seems that Xiaohua forgot that he almost died in the confrontation with Wei Zun a few days ago, did you apply the medicine given to you by the teacher on time?"

Speaking of this, Yun Shuhua remembered that the bottle of medicine was still well hidden under the pillow in the small courtyard house in Lihuangshan, and had never been taken out by the owner for use.

He looked away, and said hesitantly: "Yes, I wiped it a few times, but then forgot."

(The following is the harmonious version)

Jing Fan responded: "The teacher said before that the results should be inspected, and today is just right, Xiao Hua should untie the skirt of his clothes."

"This... this." Yun Shuhua's earlobes turned pink, and he couldn't help curling his fingers. He wanted to say that this was unreasonable, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what was wrong.

Jing Fan waited for him patiently.

Yun Shuhua sat on the spot and struggled for a while, then pulled off his collar, completely exposing his left chest.

The body in his teenage years is undoubtedly attractive, with fair and smooth shoulders of moderate thickness, straight collarbone, the only shortcoming is the light pink scar winding on the smooth skin, only an inch away from the heart. Remain.

Jing Fan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The air was terribly quiet, Yun Shuhua looked carefully at the man's expression, pretending not to care, and said: "Master, don't worry, this disciple is a boy, and these scars are all his medals."

Jing Fan didn't answer, bent his fingers, rubbed his knuckles lightly on the scar, and said, "If I find some more plasters, I should be able to remove them."

Yun Shuhua groaned aggrievedly, as if he didn't expect Master to care so much about scars.

Doesn't he think it looks good?

"If Master thinks it's too ugly, I will apply medicine every day, and these scars will definitely be removed."

Yun Shuhua looked at Jing Fan tentatively, and said, "Master, you won't be disgusted by then...?"

Hearing this, Jing Fan was slightly surprised, and looked at the young man beside him with lowered eyes.

"..."

Jing Fan stretched out his hand to cover Yun Shuhua's beautiful eyes, and said, "Silly boy, I am afraid that you will care about me as a teacher."

"Since you don't want to erase it, let's keep it."

After finishing speaking, Jing Fan turned his head and gently held Yun Shuhua's lips and entangled them.

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