Master always wants to attack me after being enchanted

The blue spiritual power lingered on Lin Chongyu's fingertips, and then flowed like a gentle current to the blood-soaked wound on Gongsun Ling's chest.

Afterwards, Lin Chongyu dug out an elixir from his Qiankun bag and brought it to Gongsun Ling. Because of this action, his sleeves slipped slightly, revealing a smooth white and tender forearm.

Gongsun Ling looked at his hand and didn't move for a moment.

"Master!" Lin Chongyu urged in a low voice.

Gongsun Ling opened his mouth, and Lin Chongyu put the elixir into his mouth, and when he put his fingers down, he brushed his lips lightly.

Gongsun Ling swallowed for a moment.

Lin Chongyu put away the pill bottle.

Several wild ghost cultivators who had been soul-changed all the way by the lord looked at the strange scene in front of them, and were secretly amazed in their hearts.

They have been with the Lord for several years, but they have never seen the Lord injured.

Who has such a great ability to hurt the Lord?

The monks looked at each other, and then they all looked at the one whose soul had entered Zhuo Qingwen's body.

"Zhuo Qingwen" saw the long sword in his hand, and also saw the blood on the blade, his face turned pale immediately.

With a bang, "Zhuo Qingwen" quickly dropped the sword in his hand, then brushed her hair that was hanging by her temples, looked back at the others, with a barely calm expression, and said with his eyes: What happened?What are you looking at me for?

Lin Chongyu heard the sound of the sword falling to the ground, and glanced over from the corner of his eye.Then he met a wild ghost monk who was not a thief and had a guilty conscience.

"..."

"Zhuo Qingwen" walked cautiously towards his teammates, only to find that——

pain!

It hurts!

What's the matter with the feeling that the ribs are about to break!

Soon, the secret territory became noisy.

"Why did my leg break!"

"My internal organs are bleeding, and I'm going to die!"

"Ah, I can't stand up!"

"..."

After Lin Chongyu treated the master, he looked at this group of disciples who suddenly didn't have the style of disciples of the sect.

I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He glanced at them strangely again, and then found the soul-changing patterns on their hands.

On the other side, Zhuo Qingwen was still wondering why there was an inexplicable force that suddenly drove him to stab the Lord with a sword, and then something even more inexplicable happened——

She found herself transformed into another person, a woman with few cloths on her body.

Zhuo Qingwen glanced at the clothes that barely covered the key parts, her face flushed red.

What's more, she is dressed like this and is drinking and fighting with a group of male monks! ! !

Although she is old-fashioned, although she was 180 years old when she was a noble lady in the human world, she still fantasized about raising her face, and although she envied those bold and free-spirited women, she always only thought about it in her heart, Don't dare to pay any practice at all!

Facing the group of male monks who looked at them with weird obscenity and disdain, Zhuo Qingwen's eyes darkened and he passed out.

Performing such a soul-changing secret method consumes a lot of spiritual power. Even if a few elders exhaust all their spiritual power, they can barely maintain the soul-changing for a short while.Not to mention the long-term soul-changing of more than a dozen people at the same time, the consumption of spiritual power is unimaginable.

This is simply the law of changing lives against the sky.

Lin Chongyu looked up at his master.

Gongsun Mausoleum's expression didn't change at all, it was still faint, like the winter sun, golden and dazzling, but without any warmth.

It was obvious that he still had sword wounds on his body, and his robes were also stained a darker color by blood.But it was him who cast such a heaven-defying spell without being noticed.

Lin Chongyu just looked at his master like this for a long time.

Gongsun Ling bent his lips imperceptibly, raised his hand and rubbed Lin Chongyu's head.

"I'm fine." His voice was low, mellow and moving, as if it surrounded his ears, "Go on."

Lin Chongyu wanted to stand up, but only then did he realize that he had been hugged by his master since he didn't know when.Move a little bit, still can't leave.

"..." I was so nervous just now that I didn't notice it.

However, now he... seems more nervous.

He even felt that the heat from Master's palm was directly transmitted to his muscles and bones through the material of the clothes, making his body tremble slightly.

"Master, Master." Lin Chongyu straightened his back, not daring to move.

Gongsun Ling looked at the little apprentice who suddenly froze in his arms, slightly closed his palms, and his eyes became dark.

He leaned over slightly, his eyelids drooped, and his eyes fell on the little apprentice's eyes that were opened.

Those bright black eyes were full of helplessness at the moment, which made his heart soften.

I always felt that even if he took advantage of the situation to do something now, his little apprentice would be foolish enough to refuse.

Thinking of this, his throat rolled up and down, and the fingers placed on Lin Zhongyu's waist subconsciously moved, and then the palm moved down three inches.

Lin Chongyu's whole body tensed up instantly.

It's too ambiguous.

"Hiss—" A strange voice came from behind.

Gongsun Ling looked up, his eyes were cold.

"Zhuo Qingwen" flinched and covered her mouth with her hands. The original owner's righteous and awe-inspiring eyes were widened by her, as if she could speak: I am so satisfied with the dog food, you continue!

At the end, "Zhuo Qingwen" narrowed his eyes again, and added: Don't be cowardly, the number one lord in the world of comprehension, just go up!

Gongsun Ling didn't listen to her, and moved his hand up to the back of the man in his arms, and said softly: "Get up."

Lin Chongyu didn't move.

If you look closely, you can still see a faint redness at the end of his eyes.

Gongsun Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, then glanced at the few people in front of him, thinking how to make these people disappear.

The monks who had stayed in Lengwu Peak for ten years immediately understood what the lord wanted to do. Before the lord did it himself, they all scattered like birds and beasts, and disappeared in an instant.

Gongsun Ling's finger lightly touched the corner of Lin Chongyu's eye—there were still traces of tears stimulated with onions.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

I saw the little apprentice, who was still nervous just now, turned his head and looked around for a few times, then stood up abruptly, wondering: "Why did they leave?"

Gongsun Ling's eyebrows jumped, and he slowly retracted his hanging hand.

"Come here." He said a little harder than usual.

Immediately, Lin Chongyu recalled the strict master in the past.

Not daring to dawdle, he knelt down again, put his hands on his knees, and lowered his head obediently: "Master."

Gongsun Ling stood up, lowered his eyebrows, and looked condescendingly at the person kneeling on the ground.

Feeling the coercion of the master, Lin Chongyu was really a little nervous this time.

He swallowed his saliva, and thought: Master... seems to be angry?

Lin Chongyu lowered his head lower, clasped his palms with his fingers, and his body changed from a kneeling posture to a kneeling posture, as if he had made a mistake before.