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"That Mu Yang you mentioned... is just because you don't want Meng Qi to take him to practice swords?"

Si Qing put the boiled medicine in front of Lin Xun and asked again.

He still couldn't figure out why Mu Yang would do this.

"Master, you don't understand Mu Yang. He is jealous, greedy and untrustworthy. He wants to fight for everything. If Meng Qi takes him to practice sword every day, even if he wins the first place in Qiu Lian, he will still win the first prize." I'm afraid that Uncle Mo will take the credit for Meng Qi."

"No." Si Qing shook his head, "Qiu Lian is a performance appraisal for you beginner disciples. The ranking is determined by the elders. There are rewards but no penalties. If Mu Yang wins the first place, the reward is Mu Yang's. Don't say that Mo Yuan can't be the master, even if he can be the master, he won't give credit to Meng Qi."

"That's not necessarily true. The entire sect knows that Uncle Mo treats Meng Qi well." Lin Xun said.

"Mo Yuan wouldn't do that." Si Qing said flatly.

"Oh?" Lin Xun tilted his head and rested his chin, and asked with interest: "Master seems to know Master Mo very well?"

Si Qing lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I have been in the same school for so long, so I understand somewhat."

"What do Master think of Uncle Mo?" Lin Xun's tone was flat, he didn't want to know what kind of person Mo Yuan was, he just wanted to know what Mo Yuan was like in Master's eyes.

Lin Xun’s understanding of Mo Yuan is all from the original drama. Mo Yuan’s character is upright and upright, but after he entered it, except for saving face, he didn’t realize how upright Mo Yuan is. Master is more suitable to be the protagonist.

There is another thing that Lin Xun has been brooding about, that is, Mo Yuan beat Si Qing until the primordial spirit dissipated, and Si Qing was resurrected, so Lin Xun was very curious about how Master would evaluate Mo Yuan.

Si Qing looked sideways at Lin Xun, smiled slightly, and said flatly, "His biggest weakness should be Meng Qi."

Lin Xun: "How to say?"

"That day at Qinglai Peak, Meng Qi insisted that I killed someone... Mo Yuan was taking responsibility for Meng Qi."

Si Qing frowned, he still remembered the picture of himself going crazy at that time.

He took a deep breath, grabbed Lin Xun's hand and approached him, "I always think...if it wasn't for that incident, I might not have met you, so...I don't hold grudges against them."

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Master to know what he wanted to ask.

Lin Xun smiled, and changed the topic, "Then Mu Yang wasted all his efforts, no matter how hard he tries, he can't catch up with Meng Qi."

"If Meng Qi knows what he's thinking, I'm afraid he won't be spared." Si Qing said flatly.

"After all, there are not many opportunities for him to come out, so he can only take risks." Lin Xun said.

It seems that having many apprentices is not a good thing, thinking of this, Lin Xun was suddenly taken aback.

"Master, if you have other apprentices in the future..."

"No." Si Qing interrupted, "I only want you."

Lin Xun felt warm after hearing this.

Si Qing paused and said seriously, "Mu Yang's mind is wrong, but... I see that he is very respectful to Mo Yuan."

"Master, you can't just look at the surface in everything. I got along with him when I was an outer disciple. He only has status and honor in his eyes. Respect for Master Mo is superficial." Lin Xun said.

In this world, in order to refresh Mo Yuan, any kind of people would dare to use it.

"I seldom hear you mention being an outer disciple." Si Qing looked at Lin Xun, he really wanted to know about Lin Xun's past.

"Uh... there's nothing to mention, it's just some boring classes and meditation."

Lin Xun was a little embarrassed. Being an outer disciple was the memory of the original owner. The original owner's life trajectory was simple and boring, and he didn't even have a friend to talk to. His personality was completely different from the current Lin Xun. Lin Xun didn't dare to say more, he I am afraid that the master will become suspicious.

However, he really wanted to tell Master about his life in the original world, but he was afraid that Master would not understand.

"Drink the medicine first, it will be cold later." Si Qing said.

"Yeah." Lin Xun nodded. He didn't want to drink at first, but he was afraid that Master would bring up the past again.

Lin Xun frowned as he looked at the blackened medicinal soup. He took a big breath, pinched his nose, and drank it down.

"Master, I didn't take medicine when I was sick." Lin Xun grinned bitterly. He lay on the bed for a few days when he caught a cold in the original world, and he didn't take medicine to fight it.

Because he is too lazy to take medicine.

Si Qing wiped the medicine residue from the corner of Lin Xun's mouth. He thought Lin Xun didn't take the medicine because no one was taking care of him, and said distressedly, "It won't happen in the future."

Lin Xun: "..."

Lin Xun wanted to find an opportunity to tell Mo Yuan the truth about Meng Qi's fainting. As long as Mo Yuan was disappointed with Mu Yang, the world would give up Mu Yang.

But Lin Xun has not found evidence, unless Mu Yang admits it personally, otherwise with Mu Yang's current performance, even the master can be deceived, Mo Yuan and Meng Qi have no reason to believe what Lin Xun said.

If Qiu practiced with strength, Lin Xun didn't have to think about it, he just practiced his own sword, but Mu Yang was protected by the Dao of Heaven, so Lin Xun would always mutter.

The master has been fighting for hundreds of years, but he is still forcibly demoted, and he can't win the number one sword master. Can he fight the way of heaven by himself?

"Hey!" Lin Xun sighed and sat up slowly.

Tonight, he couldn't sleep because of something on his mind, so he turned his head to look at the master who was sleeping beside the bed. He gently lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the window sill.

Lin Xun survived the scorching heat of the day, but lost sleep tonight in the cool autumn. Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew, and the windows in the house shook twice with the wind, making a soft creaking sound.

There was a little gap in the window, and the faint night light came in, just hitting the bridge of Lin Xun's nose. Lin Xun's face darkened and brightened, his eyes were dark and charming, and his lips were rosy and bright.

During this period of time, Lin Xun practiced swords not only with little cultivation, but also matured a lot.

His deep eyes looked out of the window, the stars were few and dim, he frowned, his face was cold.

"Why don't you sleep?"

At some point, Si Qing walked behind Lin Xun and hugged Lin Xun.

Lin Xun was wearing an underwear, Si Qing hugged him for a while, feeling that Lin Xun was still cold, he tightened his arms again.

Lin Xun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, leaned his head back slightly, and enjoyed being hugged by Master like this.

"How long have you been here? I'm getting cold." Si Qing said in a reproachful tone.

"Just for a while..." Lin Xun panted lightly, "Master feels that I am cold because Master is too hot."

Lin Xun practiced sword all day long, and was affected by the sword energy of Qingfeng Sword, his body was icy cold, while Si Qing's internal fire had not been exhausted. Now holding Lin Xun, the internal fire was getting hotter and hotter.

Lin Xun was wrapped in Master's hot arms, and his body could not help but relax.

"Lin Xun..." Si Qing gasped heavily in Lin Xun's ears. He held Lin Xun's hand and placed it in Lin Xun's abdomen, and gently rubbed the back of Lin Xun's hand with his fingers.

"I think..." Si Qing lowered his voice and murmured hoarsely.

Lin Xun paused, slowly opened his eyes, and looked sideways at Si Qing.

In order to prevent himself from being distracted when he was with Master, he retreated in the cave for two months. When he came back tonight, he was always worried about Qiu Lian, so he left Master aside, let alone a hug. People didn't even hold hands.

Thinking of this, Lin Xun felt a little apologetic, "Master, we will have autumn practice tomorrow."

Si Qing took a deep breath, sighed softly, looked up at Lin Xun and said sincerely, "I... I'll be gentle, it won't affect Qiu Lian..."

"I'm going to slay the demon tomorrow." Lin Xun felt a little embarrassed, "When the time comes...you won't be able to swing any other swords."

Si Qing lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing Si Qing's disappointed expression, Lin Xun smiled, and asked jokingly, "Master, why didn't you speak? Did you scold me in your heart?"

He wanted to scold himself for always hanging on to his master like this, he's such a jerk.

Si Qing shook his head, sighed again, and said full of grievances, "I haven't seen you for so long...you didn't say you missed me..."

Lin Xun smiled slightly.

He turned around and hugged Si Qing, and said, "I think, every moment of my retreat, I thought about Master, and I also thought about... how did Master persist before the retreat is so boring?"

"It must be very hard, right?"

Lin Xun let go of his hand, and blinked at Si Qing. His eyes were no longer as clever as before, but a little more gentle now, as if he was trying to make Master happy.

Si Qing was stunned, looking at Lin Xun blankly. After two months of absence, he felt that Lin Xun had matured a lot.

Seeing that Master didn't respond, Lin Xun stretched out his hand, grabbed Si Qing's neck, raised his head and kissed him.

I'm sorry Master, Lin Xun apologized in his heart while kissing, but he is also trying to survive, to be with Master for a long time, he is already working hard, trying to improve his cultivation level, and trying to make himself stronger.

"Go to sleep." Si Qing put Lin Xun on the bed, and he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Can't sleep." Lin Xun replied, the kiss was too long just now, and he is still panting when he speaks.

"I will soothe your nerves." Si Qing said, preparing to cast a spell on Lin Xun to soothe his mind.

"do not."

Lin Xun grabbed Si Qing's hand, "When will Master..." He paused for a moment and then smiled, "Forget it."

I'm afraid the problem of master giving him spiritual power every now and then can't be changed.

"I want to sleep on Master's lap." Lin Xun said with narrowed eyes.

Si Qing gave a soft "um" and sat down inside. Lin Xun moved his body and made a rustling sound.

Then Lin Xun took a deep breath.

Lin Xun rested his pillow on Si Qing's lap, slowly closed his eyes, feeling drowsy, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. He would feel at ease with the presence of Master, and he probably couldn't change it.

Just as Lin Xun was breathing steadily, there were a few crickets in the room.

"Master... don't touch them." Lin Xun closed his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Just as Si Qing was about to cast a spell to stop the crickets, when he heard Lin Xun's words, he slowly lowered his hand that had stopped in mid-air, and gently put it on Lin Xun's chest.

"Okay..." Si Qing replied softly.

Si Qing tapped lightly with his fingertips, as if coaxing a child to sleep.

"Master..." Lin Xun said in a daze, "I won't let you wait too long."

"Huh?" Si Qing bent down and didn't hear what Lin Xun said.

Seeing that Lin Xun had fallen asleep, Si Qing smiled, put his hands on Lin Xun's chest, and continued to pat lightly.

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