The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

The breeze is blowing, and the bright red petals are flying all over the sky, setting off the elegant figure of the young man in white clothes, shining like the first day of the day, and the bright moon shining brightly.

The golden glazed tile roof shines brilliantly in the sunlight, and the pavilions are looming in the misty water smoke.

The crimson eaves connect with the blue sky and Cangshan Mountain, and the cyan copper bell under the eaves is crisp and pleasant.

It has the solemnity and solemnity of the fairy palace, and also has the pyrotechnic interest of ten feet of soft red dust.

They were standing at the entrance of the main hall one after another, and before they had time to ask for an audience, they heard an elegant smile: "Why are you being polite, Master He, come in."

The bright red palace door slowly opened with a creak.

Walking all the way to the study one after another, Taoist Juechen sat at the table, stopped writing and waited.

Xia Ziyue Yun's figure leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, her raised phoenix eyes were majestic and natural, but her gentle smile dissipated all the indifference and indifference of sitting high on the clouds.

They raised their hands in salute one after another, their lips just parted, and before they could speak, the other party smiled and said: "Xu, you said something this morning, and you will come to Chenfeng Temple at dusk, it's not yet noon."

"But I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss being a teacher?"

Successively: ...

He didn't know what to say to this kind of teasing, which was like teasing.

Yayan's laughter continued to tease: "One day is like three autumns, and half a day is also a cold and heat. If my heart is yours, I will know and remember each other deeply." (*)

One after another, I raised my forehead in my heart, did Master just read some love/love stories?Teased him today, the words are so violent.

Since I learned the reason why the master treats him well a few days ago, I can't help but sigh, but the uneasiness in my heart has settled down.

I feel refreshed when I have an answer to a puzzle that I have never been able to solve.

The kindness of life-saving, the kindness of taking care of him, every single stroke, all the accounts are clearly recorded in his heart, which can be seen and touched.

He doesn't care what Master thinks of him.

Master regards him as someone's substitute, that's the other party's business.He can't control it, let alone worry about it.

He only respects his own heart in doing things.

Master has kindness to him, and he only wants to repay the kindness.Master's love and hatred are past events that have nothing to do with him.

Master's jokes fell on deaf ears one after another.He walked behind the other party as if nothing had happened, kneaded the thin shoulders and neck obediently, and told him why he came.

"Master," said the request in a clear and melodious voice, "I want to go to Huantian Peak's prison."

See Yu Xing and ask the truth.

"After the teacher told Chang Ji about the demon repair, he didn't ask again. The teacher didn't even know about it." Daoist Juechen squeezed the hand of his beloved disciple and moved a little unimportant position, "You know it clearly .”

Move one after another.

"Ah Xu," Juechen said flatly, "The matter of Huantian Peak has nothing to do with you. Do you know how the sect will deal with it if it involves the demon cultivator?"

"It's up to the superiors, how they want to deal with it." One after another, the exquisitely carved and beautiful eyebrows and eyes were half-down, and Wen Xu Runyin analyzed the facts that should have been kept secret.

"To make things bigger, colluding with evil spirits and heretics is utterly devoid of conscience, and the crime cannot be punished." Yueyin sneered, "If those in power don't want to pursue it, it's just a moment of carelessness, deceived by others, and face the wall. Just think about it."

Daoist Juechen chuckled: "You can see clearly. Changji will handle the matter of Huantian Peak. We, Lingyuan Peak, should not interfere."

"Master, I..."

"Ah, continued." Daoist Juechen gently stroked the five smooth fingers on his shoulders, "With the current relationship between you and Changji, it is not appropriate to have more contacts. Be obedient."

The eyes lowered one after another, and the thin and long eyelashes cast a faint haze on the shocking face: "...Yes."

***

The strong and curvy ancient trees pull shadows of claws and claws on the thick bluestone road, and the cool wind with cold smoke and misty air reveals a strong sense of death.

The elegant figure of Linfeng Yushu stands in front of the avenue at the pass of Huantian Peak.

Although Taoist Juechen did not allow his disciples to interfere in Biefeng's internal affairs, it wasn't once or twice that he followed one another.

As soon as he left Chenfeng Palace, he sneaked to Huantian Peak.

The guarding disciple on duty was a high-ranking Golden Core with deep cultivation, Xu Shi was used to bossing around on weekdays, seeing that this person was just a foundation builder, he didn't even bother to see the other's drooping eyebrows, his nostrils turned to the sky, his head looked up and he scoffed: "The peak's sovereignty is high and important, so why don't you just come here and see anyone you want?"

With an impatient expression on his face, he waved his hands at successively like chasing a dog: "Wherever you come and go, don't waste my time."

He also mocked another fellow guard on duty: "I don't even think about my identity. Even a little Zhu Ji dares to come to see the peak master and treat our Huantian Peak as some kind of place."

The fellow disciple was a little more patient, and his tone was not so aggressive: "Peak master is busy, this junior, please go back."

If it wasn't for something to ask for, your crazy peak master would bring me a sedan chair and invite me to come, but I wouldn't come.Cursed inwardly one after another.

But he has something to ask for, and he also knows that the strong are respected in the Yantian Realm, and the weak can only be looked down upon by others, so he can only say nicely: "I really have something to ask the peak master, and I hope my brother can help pass it on, so I said Ling Yuanfenglu..."

"Junior Brother Lu," he hadn't finished reporting his name when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, dressed in luxurious clothes, he could tell at a glance that he should be a disciple of extraordinary status.

"Peak Master please."

Sure enough, with the psychic perception of Daoist Huantian, he would know it as soon as he entered Huantian Peak.

Following behind the escorting senior brothers one after another, they strode towards Chensu Hall with their heads held high.

The guard disciple was so shocked that he was stunned.After a long time, he came back to his senses and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "Who is he?!"

The more patient fellows caught glimpses of his profile when they raised their heads one after another, and were amazed and frightened in their hearts.

"He said he was Lingyuan Fenglu..."

The Lingyuan Peak is one after another, and the Qiantian Sect is well-known, and everyone is familiar with the beautiful decorations.

The senior brothers leading the way will lead the way to Chensu Hall one after another, and politely said: "Junior brother Lu, please come in, the peak master has been waiting in the hall for a long time."

The last time I came to Chensu Hall, Qin Shi led the way, and the master was there, and there were familiar faces in the hall, so I didn't think there was anything wrong.

Now that he came here alone, he also asked for help from others, and his relationship with Daoist Huantian was also very delicate, so he was more cautious in his words and deeds.

One after another, they lowered their heads and saluted Daoist Huantian: "See the peak master."

Huantian propped up his long legs, leaning on the back of the back with a big knife and a golden horse, Ben curled his mouth and looked at him with interest.

Hearing such a strange and respectful tone like a stranger's, he was startled.

"I figured it out, come to worship me as a teacher?" After a while, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "There is no need to be so cautious. I said that I will not treat you badly, just as usual."

Qingyin is still respectful and distant: "The disciple came here today, and I have something to ask the Peak Master."

The submissive but distant attitude made Huantian's heart tremble suddenly, he suppressed the inexplicable unhappiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me and listen."

One after another, he will inform the other party of his intentions in the future: "The disciple wants to meet and be happy."

"What should I do?" Daoist Huantian smiled indifferently, "You can go if you want."

He sent a voice transmission to summon the attendants in front of the palace, and asked, "You have a good relationship with him?"

They nodded one after another, but did not answer.

The disciples in front of the hall got the order of the peak master and led them to Huantian Peak's cold prison.

One after another, he thought that Daoist Huantian would not agree easily, and even made some demands to make things difficult for him, but he did not expect to agree so quickly.

He followed the leading disciple through a stone road that was too dense for sunlight to see through, filled with cold smoke, damp and cold, and came to a stone building with layers of formations and heavy defenses.

Walking down two floors along the moss-covered, dark and cold stone steps, the leading monk stopped in front of a stone gate with a strict formation.

The monk who led the way was very polite to Li Lian, as if he was a distinguished guest: "That disciple will be imprisoned inside, Junior Brother Lu, please do what you want."

They raised their hands one after another and said "thank you" before stepping into the aisle inside the stone gate.

The light in the cold prison was dim, and the air was filled with a damp, moldy, cold smell.

There are dark red lines flowing slowly on the thick stone wall, and an invisible coercion is like the frozen water of a thousand-year-old cold pool, penetrating into the limbs and bones in every possible way, making one's heart jump with fear.

Stone walls separated the cells on either side of the passage, mostly empty.There are large dark brown marks everywhere on the mottled stone walls, like residual blood deposited over the years.

In one of the cells, a black figure curled up.

The figure curled up in a corner, feeling lonely all over his body.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head subconsciously. When he saw the succession clearly, his bewildered eyes flashed brightly, followed by a few tears of gratitude.

Yu Xing originally had a round and slightly chubby face, with a festive look.

However, at this moment, his cheekbones were slightly sunken, and his brows were entangled in a knot that could not be untied on his despairing gray and sad face.

He crawled to the door of the cell on hands and feet, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only let out a choked sob.

Sighed one after another.He was going to question the other party sternly, whether he cultivated demons, and whether he used him, but at this moment, his heart softened.

"Tell me," he sighed softly, "what's going on."

Yu Xing whimpered and sobbed twice, his hoarse voice trembling: "Big brother, I... I don't know."

"Who is your elder brother?" He laughed dumbfoundedly one after another, "Don't be afraid, just speak slowly."

"I, I really don't know anything." Yu Xing wiped his snot with his dirty sleeve, and intermittently explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Three days ago, the peak master gave an order to search the personal belongings of his disciples.

Yu Xing only took it as a routine inspection and didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, the two senior brothers who were in charge of the search found a book of Demon Gate Cultivation Technique from his bookshelf.

He was stunned.

He didn't know when, such a book was mixed into his bookshelf.

It's a pity that the evidence is conclusive, and there is no denying it.

He frowned one after another: "You mean, someone put a book of Demon Gate Cultivation Techniques in your pile of books while you weren't paying attention, and framed it?"

Yu Xing nodded.

He is not a person who likes to read books.Many books are placed on the shelves, just as decorations in the room. When there is one more or one missing, I don't know.

"Did you offend any fellow disciple? Did he intend to take revenge?"

Yu Xing shook his head: "I, I have no impression."

He didn't feel like he had any enmity with anyone.If he accidentally offends someone...he doesn't know.

After looking at him carefully one after another, his voice became a little more serious: "You were chased and killed by Li Yi that night. Is it true that the reason is unknown, or is there something to hide?"

"Senior brother Li has a high cultivation level, so he doesn't even bother to associate with people like us. I have been in Huantian Peak for so many years, and I don't have many opportunities to talk to those senior brothers who have advanced realms."

Yu Xing sobbed again: "That day I was practicing sword alone in the woods, and he suddenly wanted to kill me with the sword. I couldn't beat him, so I had to run. Fortunately, I met my elder brother and saved my life, otherwise I would have been bloody on the spot ..."

"Okay," interrupted the other party with sighs one after another, and when Yu Xing's words came to the fore, he was annoyed and had a headache.

Her clear eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked the prisoner in front of her up and down cautiously and meticulously.

After a long while, he comforted in a warm voice: "If you persist for a few more days, I will try my best to find a way to clear your name."

Yu Xing's drooping eyebrows and the corners of his eyes suddenly raised, and excitement and joy flashed in his eyes, but it was a pity that within a short time, he looked sad and fell into despair.

"The peak master doesn't care about us low-level disciples at all. I'm afraid I can only stay in the dark prison for the rest of my life, rotten into a pile of bones, and the flesh and blood provide nutrients for the magic circle in the dungeon. Even the soul is trapped here, and there will be no eternal life." relief."

"If that's the case, I'll find a way to give you a good time." One after another helplessly comforted.

He wanted to reach out and pat the other person's shoulder, but unfortunately he was blocked by the magic circle, so he had to get up: "Take care, I will come to see you in two days."

After all, under the reluctant eyes of the other party, he walked out of the cell slowly.

The author has something to say:

*feelings

Misunderstanding Little Theater:

1.

One after another: I finally understand why Master is so kind to me.My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and I can walk with strength.

Master: ...you didn't understand at all.

2.

The master obviously ordered the love talk skill, but the result was playing the piano to the cow.

There is an extra Bai Yueguang born out of nothing, and she is misunderstood by her sweetheart, and also by the readers who have ulterior motives.

Master Ba Zong: In short, he is angry, and his reputation is harmed, and he wants to cry but has no tears.