The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Yan Cangming stretched out his arms to embrace his master, the former indifference and indifference eyes had long since lost the original suspicion and suspicion, replaced by an indelible pampering.

"Master, this disciple really likes you so much."

The young man's warm voice was a bit bright, and Xun Li's heart couldn't help but softened when he heard it.

"I want to ask Master, what is the Tao in Master's heart?" Yan Cangming rubbed Xunli's soft blue hair and asked softly.

Xun Li froze in place for a moment.

What is in his heart?

At first he just lived, wanted to go back, wanted to live a normal life.

Later, as the elder of Xianzong, no matter his status or status, the honor all over his body was brought to him by Xianzong.

He thought in his heart to let Yan Cangming be kind, but now that he has really done it, what does he want to do?

long silence...

Xunli sighed: "I have seen a peaceful and stable era, and I don't want this world to be full of devastation again."

In fact, what Xunli wants to say is that he was born in a peaceful era, in a prosperous and democratic country, and he has never seen wars raging, so he feels more pity for this ordinary and stable life.

But now, the world is not suffering from the hail of bullets, but it has to endure the intrusion of demons and ghosts.

He used to be just a boy who grew up safely under the blessing of his motherland.

He even doesn't know which world of the motherland this balanced time and space is. Although there are ghosts and monsters here, they speak their language and use the same characters as them. Everyone here is the same as people in the 21st century. There is no difference.

If possible, he hopes that the Three Realms will be peaceful, and that the people of Li can live in peace.

To believe is to exist.

We cannot deny the existence of another balanced space-time just because we cannot see it.

Although he is far away in an unknown continent, he still hopes that the country will be prosperous and the people will be healthy.

If you want to ask him the Tao in his heart now, it is to defend the stability of this world.

He also believed that anyone with a conscience in their world would choose this path like him.

Because he was born in China and grew up in China, every teenager who grows up under the blessing of the motherland will love every life here.

Yan Cangming didn't quite understand Xunli's feelings for this land, but just because he couldn't understand, didn't mean he didn't agree.

He just hugged his master even tighter, rubbed his face, put his palm on Xunli's waist, and rubbed gently: "Master, you can do whatever you want, this disciple will always be with you. "

The magic blade is not far away, so it is natural to hear the conversation between Xunli and Yan Cangming.

In the past, it was because of Yan Cangming that he respected Xunli, but now his words made him completely approve of Xunli from the bottom of his heart.

In today's world, how many outrageous immortals talk about helping justice, but do dirty things behind their backs.

It has been a sword for a lifetime, and it is often stained with blood. Immortal Venerable Xunli is a rare righteous person in the world.

Magic Blade suddenly understood what the master was worried about.

Because at this moment, he was also afraid that Yuehua would not want to get close to him because he had killed too much.

Xun Li smiled, and didn't explain anymore, just stretched out his hand to tug on Yan Cangming's sleeve: "I'm a little tired, I don't want to walk."

Yan Cangming was taken aback for a moment, then stretched out his big palm, rubbed Xunli's head, let him go, turned around and squatted down, and patted his shoulder: "Master has worked hard, this disciple will carry you—"

Xun Li took a step forward, bent down and lay down on the ground.

Yan Cangming's eyes were full of smiles, he stretched out his hand to embrace Xunli's groin, stood up, and strode forward.

At this time, the magic blade hurriedly chased after him, obediently following Xunli's side, and asked with a smile: "Xunli Immortal, the magic blade is too boring alone, can you let the magic blade go into the storage bag to accompany the moon?" How about playing with Hua?"

Yan Cangming glanced at him sideways, seeing Moren's squinting smile, he suddenly felt a little dazzling.

But now the master took the initiative to let him recite it, and he was in a good mood, so he looked away and didn't care about the magic blade.

Demon Blade's forehead was full of cold sweat. He came up at the right time, and the master didn't have time to clean him up.

Xunli turned his head and glanced at the magic blade: "This storage bag is Yuehua's territory, if you want to go in, you have to ask Yuehua."

Mo Ren's face collapsed in an instant: "Xunli Immortal Venerable, you can't look on the master's face..."

This time Yan Cangming smiled: "I don't care about this matter."

Mo Ren was slightly startled, this was the first time Yan Cangming spoke to him so kindly, and even called himself me.

Mo Ren deeply felt that if Immortal Xun Li could stay with his master all the time, then he might not have to be a sword that could only kill with trepidation for the rest of his life.

Xunli also smiled, put his spiritual sense and went in to see Yuehua's situation, only to see that Yuehua had already had enough wine and food, and was lying on his back in his storage bag to sleep.

"He's asleep, you continue." Xunli said softly, before Moren's mind could understand the meaning of what Xunli said, his hands had already opened.

Soon, a young man in Tsing Yi fell into his palms.

The unexpected weight made the magic blade almost drop Yuehua, but when the knee bent, the magic blade knelt on the ground and still held Yuehua firmly.

Xunli looked away, and said lightly, "Yuehua is not me, you have to treat him with sincerity. If he doesn't want to, don't force it."

Yan Cangming coughed twice in embarrassment, with a strong desire to survive: "Master, this disciple is here to apologize to you. It was my disciple who was wrong in the past. I will definitely make up for Master in the future."

Xunli lay on his back with peace of mind, and said: "The past is the past, but Yuehua is different. He has just regained his sanity. If the magic blade forces him, I will not spare you."

Yan Cangming nodded quickly, not daring to refute a word: "Master, don't worry, this disciple must treat Yuehua well, and so does Magic Blade. If he dares to disrespect Yuehua, this disciple will be the first to chop him off."

Yan Cangming originally wanted to say something, let Xunli take care of it, Yuehua's mouth is really beyond compliment.

It's fine to call him a dog behind his back, but later he dared to call him face to face.

But looking at Xunli's protective appearance now, Yan Cangming suddenly felt...

If you scold, just scold, anyway, not a few ounces of meat are missing.

Demon Blade hugged Yuehua and followed behind, listening to the conversation between the two masters, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Does he dare to force Yuehua?Does he dare?

Not to mention the two big backers behind Yuehua, he was still trying to figure out how to make money.

How about he go out and be a killer?Earn some money back for Yuehua?

Otherwise, Yuehua would always dislike him for having no money.

It must be the genetic master, greedy for money and gluttonous.

And the master has a gold mine in the Devil Realm, he has nothing...won't he make money?

Demon Blade looked down at the little ancestor in his arms, the milky face was still flushed, his mouth was open, he was sleeping soundly, and he leaned into his arms from time to time, smacking his mouth twice.

I don't know what to dream about.

Looking at it, a smile appeared on the stern face of the magic blade. Although the steps were big, they were not bumpy at all, and they were steady.

He thanked Immortal Venerable Xunli for giving him this opportunity to be close to Yuehua.