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"Your master and senior brother... what's going on?" Zhao Jun looked at the bowl that Yu Bai was holding again, trying to change the subject and get away with it. "Is this his real face?"

"I don't know." Yu Bai answered two questions in three words, "Come on, drink the medicine."

Zhao Jun: "..."

Why do these words sound inexplicably familiar?Before he had time to figure out where he heard these words, a gloomy chill shot up his spine.

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After a night of showers, the early morning air in the mountains rushed towards our face with traces of coldness.The maple trees all over the mountain have been washed by the rain all night, and they are verdant by now. Rong Cunxin and Hua Jianming walked side by side. Occasionally, when passing under the tree, a few drops of last night's rain would fall on the top of their heads.

Slap.Slap.Another drop of rain.

Hua Jianming finally couldn't hold back and said: "Why, is Master addicted to accepting apprentices? One Yu Bai is not enough, another one is needed?"

Rong Cunxin waved his hand: "That Zhao yelling, don't wrong people."

Hua Jianming refused to give up, "The matter about Yu Bai is not wronged to you."

"Didn't we discuss this issue last night? Well, I admit that I broke my promise, but I asked you to get it back last night, didn't I?" Rong Cunxin sighed and asked lazily, " Could it be that you didn't enjoy yourself last night?"

"Yes, we discussed it last night...but you still haven't given me a reasonable answer." Hua Jianming's back of his hand gradually burst into veins, "Master, I've been looking for you for so many years, what are you doing?"

Rong Cunxin didn't answer, but squinted his eyes and smiled: "Then what are you doing?"

"Provoking gossip, bullying juniors, fratricides - Xiao Hua'er, Master never taught you these things."

No one would have such a pleasant tone when they said such words, but Rong Cunxin's tone was still gentle, just like the indifferent and elegant fairy on the top of Baiyujing Mountain back then, including his address, it was still Coax the childlike "Little Flower".

Hua Jianming stared at him deeply: "You haven't taught me, I still have a 'junior brother'."

Rong Cun Xin shrugged: "Then have you learned it now?"

"Little Hua'er, you are not a child anymore, so don't learn to fight for favor." He persuaded earnestly, "As a teacher, I can promise you a spring night, but I can't promise you a future. You should go out and walk more when you have time, and be more lively and cheerful." good."

——I was about to persuade him to rein in the precipice and find another new love.He has already opened the kitchen door with one hand. Although he has been fasting for many years, his appetite has not subsided. At this moment, he misses the wine glutinous rice balls he ate many years ago, so he wants to go to the kitchen to try his luck.

Turning around inadvertently, he saw that Hua Jianming had drawn out the knife, and he thought: "You still need to correct your habit of attacking at will."

He knows the temper of his apprentice best. This fight has probably been brewing since he retreated, and it has been fermented for a whole hundred years. Today, he will not be able to avoid it no matter what.

That's what he wants.

He didn't like to bring a sword when he went out, so he looked around, picked up a piece of firewood from the stove, flicked his sleeves, and went forward.

With a knife in your heart, even the firewood can defeat ten thousand armies.

One is born with Daogu half-step to become an immortal, and the other is Yu Qi who has been begging for many years. Such a competition should have attracted thousands of people under the blue sky and scorching sun, but at this moment, they can only be trapped in this square kitchen alone with swords and swords.

The firewood seems to have life in Rong Cunxin's hands, and it seems that the dry branches have regained their vitality in a trance, growing spring leaves and summer flowers wantonly, but walking on the cliffs skillfully like a snake.Stretching and hooking the untrimmed fork, it invisibly dodged the hurricane-like attack of the flower, and finally brushed against the sharp blade, pointing at his throat.

Not an inch off, not an inch leaning.

——Withered trees come spring.

Hua Jianming lost the battle silently.

"After all, I'm much older than you, so it's only natural that I can't beat me." Rong Cunxin stuffed the firewood back into the stove, and patted his apprentice on the shoulder comfortingly, "Don't worry, you will surpass me in 20 years at most."

Every move is just like in Bai Yujing back then.

Hua Jianming couldn't help but think, the one-faced thunder-robbed immortal in Baiyujing, the teacher who taught him how to read and learn martial arts, and the lover who talked softly with him in the spring breeze last night, in front of him is this world who is always smiling but has no heart. Gao Ren, Liu Chunxi, Rong Cunxin - which one is his real master?

Rong Cunxin lifted the lid of the pot and took a piece of sesame shortbread, then opened the door leisurely and left.

"Liu Chunxi! Are you going to find your ruthless way again?"

Hua Jianming couldn't hold back after all.

He looked at the person who hadn't looked back from the beginning to the end, and clenched his teeth more and more. All kinds of unwillingness, anger, and shame were trapped in his mouthpiece, and violent waves of anger rolled over: "Rong Cun Xin—you changed your name to Rong Cun Xin, in this chest of yours, But can you still tolerate the hearts of others?"

Rong Cunxin smiled lightly and shook his head, but his footsteps still did not stop.Behind him, Hua Jianming suddenly coughed violently.

Still fit as before.With his back turned to him, Rong Cunxin's voice was helpless: "Be obedient. You didn't fall down as soon as the wind blows like Xiaobai. I didn't even leave you with a flesh wound."

He easily debunked Hua Jianming's trick, but unexpectedly there was no sound behind him, as if he disappeared out of thin air.Rong Cunxin looked at the sky in the distance, swallowed the last bite of sesame shortbread, and turned around resignedly.

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"So he taught you in Bai Yujing for two years, and he still hasn't taken off his mask?" Zhao Jun was really surprised.

"Yes, it was also the first time I saw his true face in the gold test building." Yu Bai scooped up another spoonful of medicinal porridge, "Hurry up, what is a big man talking about?"

Zhao Jun reluctantly abided by the promise of "a gossip story for a bowl of medicine", and stretched his neck to take the spoonful: "So... what happened between your master and brother..."

Yu Baili ignored him: "Something happened that you would die if you knew it."

Zhao Jun frowned and swallowed a spoonful: "Then will you collect my body when I die?"

"Isn't your body already buried in the imperial mausoleum?" Yu Bai gave him a cool look, "Otherwise, I think you'd still be bored, chewing and tasting slowly, do you really want to drink?" Well, you still don’t want to drink?”

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There was a muffled "boom" in the kitchen.Hua Jianming threw a piece of firewood without raising his head, and while the man dodged to dodge, he sneaked up behind him, pinning the immortal under him.

He immediately kissed her.

It's not a superficial kiss, but a bite like a bite, like a beast waiting for an opportunity to prey, raising its sharp claws to hunt for the long-awaited food.He stared at the immaculately dressed immortal in his arms, like a hungry beast staring at its prey, with no reverence in his eyes, only burning with inexhaustible desire.

After a long time, he finally let go slowly.

He lightly pursed Rong Cunxin's lips, the lips that had been thin all year round had become crimson and bright, with moist silk entangled in them, like peaches wet with dew on a summer morning, adding a bit of seductive beauty .

That's to his credit.

"Master, after a few years of separation, you have even forgotten my true level." As if talking about some secret, Hua Jianming lowered his voice extremely low, "The floor of the dining room is hard, how about the soft pillow and high bed last night?"

"It's not about the environment, it's about human effort." Rong Cunxin smiled and grabbed his shoulders.A pair of eyes are like a pool of peach blossoms falling, the petals are swirling and floating in the movement of the eyes, and the inexhaustible sweet fragrance of the stamens can be caught in the eyes.

There was a smile in his eyes, and he asked bluntly: "Why, little flower, just after the spring breeze last night, are you so dissatisfied with desire this morning?"

It's fine if he doesn't mention it, but when the jacquard fades, his face becomes even more ugly.

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A moment of spring festival is worth a thousand gold.The person he had been looking for for a hundred years stood in front of him, with an outstanding demeanor, the same as in previous years, and suddenly he was the fairy with one face and thunder in Baiyujing again.

However, at this moment, he was half-undressed.

By the window, Bai Tan shyly spit out the pistil, and the night breeze trembled the golden pistil, bringing sweetness to the room.Under the glowing candlelight, Rong Cunxin smiled in his eyes, and softly called his name: "Little Hua'er?"

The beauty made him think it was a dream.

This is indeed just a dream.That "little flower", that night of spring night, has nothing to do with love, it's just charity.Just like the white tan by the window, it only blooms in the middle of the night, and once it blooms, it is nowhere to be found.

When he was still hugging him tenderly with fantasies, and carefully mentioned the past and the future, Rong Cun Xin left his embrace.Without the candlelight, he looked at his apprentice with a smile still in his eyes, but he could no longer find the tenderness of last night: "Little flower, everyone has his own ambition."

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Hua Jianming looked down at him, and said flatly: "I also said last night, if you seek your way, I will also seek mine. You want the ruthless way, but I will not allow the ruthless way to come true, and I want to become your way." stumbling block."

"Is this your way?"

"This is my way."

Except for him, no one else could take this naughty child's threat so seriously.Rong Cunxin looked at the disciple he raised with his own hands, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he praised him gently: "The blue comes from the blue."

Before he finished speaking, he broke free from Hua Jianming's shackles with one hand, punched like thunder, and slammed into the opponent's waist and abdomen.

After the dull sound, Hua Jianming rolled to the ground and groaned in pain.

"If you want to be better than Lan, you still need to work hard."

Rong Cunxin didn't even look at it, left the last sentence of instruction and walked away.He heard a low "Master" coming from behind him, as if enduring great pain.

Pain is normal.He knew that he had hit hard, but he never looked back.

Frankly speaking, even if there was a dewy marriage that was not his intention, he never disliked Hua Jianming, and even still cherished this apprentice whom he brought up with his own hands.For his innate stamina, stubbornness and toughness, he has an attitude of appreciation and guidance, and hopes that he will not suffer from it when he steps into the arena in the future.

Normally, he would definitely stay and take care of her, but today he just wants to leave, the farther away the better.

Perhaps, it was because those lips were too hot, which burned a bright red gash in his heart that only asked about the boundless avenue.

The author says:

The character setting is roughly: a master with a great heart and a heartless and ruthless heart & an apprentice who is as strong and stubborn as a wild horse

I want to write about the kind of truly ruthless fairy who will not be shaken by a one-night spring breeze or a few sweet words, playing in the world, and asking questions with a pure heart.