Master collapsed after rebirth

Shen Yuetian was stunned, blinked, and thought: This style of painting is wrong!

"Master!"

He walked out from among the disciples, and clasped his fists at Lu Fengnan, "Although this disciple is only at the Qi training stage, he still wants to participate in the Demon Hunting Fair!"

"You usually like to be mischievous, so you can't go to heaven if you go to the Demon Hunting Fair?" Zhao Lu, who was standing beside Lu Fengnan, pointed at Shen Yuetian angrily.

"That's right." Jiang Li echoed with his hands behind his back: "You are not qualified to participate in the Demon Hunting Fair, so you should stay in the sect honestly! Copy the sect rules when you have time..."

Shen Yuetian knew that these senior uncles and senior uncles would not speak well of him, but he didn't mind either, whether he could go to the Demon Hunt Fair would depend on Lu Fengnan's attitude.

Lu Fengnan stood on the high platform, looking down at him condescendingly, his handsome face was as cold as ice.

Shen Yuetian was at a loss.

In the previous life, Lu Fengnan was so strict with him, but still made an exception and let him participate in the Demon Hunting Fair, just to pick the Fire Heart Purple Lotus to improve his cultivation.

Shen Yue. Prison Yantian doesn't understand why Lu Fengnan in this life, who treats him so well, won't let him go to the Demon Hunting Fair!

"Master..."

Shen Yuetian looked up and blinked at Lu Fengnan, but the expression on Lu Fengnan's face seemed to be frozen, without any waves.

Realizing that Lu Fengnan was unwilling to let go, Shen Yuetian immediately covered her chest, pretending to be in pain and about to cry.

"Disciple knows... this disciple is usually stubborn and has caused a lot of trouble for Master, but now, under Master's earnest teaching, this disciple has sincerely repented, reformed, and only wants to kill demons at the Demon Hunting Fair Oh, to win honor for the sect... Could it be that the master really refuses to give this opportunity to the disciple? Disciple...does the disciple really not even have the qualifications to repay the kindness of the master?"

As Shen Yuetian spoke, she wiped away her tears, although her fingers didn't get wet even after wiping for a long time.

"Master..."

Pursing her lips, Shen Yuetian stared at Lu Fengnan as if she had been greatly wronged, the wrinkles between Lu Fengnan's eyebrows gradually deepened, she was silent for a long time, and sighed helplessly.

"……All right!"

Shen Yuetian immediately jumped up with joy, "I knew, Master, that you love me the most."

Lu Fengnan looked at Shen Yuetian dancing and dancing, and softly said "hmm" in his heart.

In this way, Shen Yuetian and the carefully selected elite disciples of Yunshui Sect went to Lingxiao Mountain to participate in this grand demon hunting event.

The ark shuttles through the clouds, looking at the mountains and small mountains.

Some Yunshui Sect disciples stood on the side of the boat looking at the scenery, and some chatted together in twos and threes. Only Shen Yuetian was alone, leaning on the railing, resting his chin on one hand, and seemed to be in a quiet daze.

In fact, he was looking at Lu Fengnan.

Lu Fengnan stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, facing him, his tall and tall figure was like a painting in Shen Yuetian's eyes.

He just stared blankly at Lu Fengnan all the way until the ark flew into Lingxiao Mountain.

Lingxiao Mountain is still the same as in the previous life, with cliffs and snow-covered mountains everywhere.

Finally feeling Shen Yuetian's hot gaze away from her body, Lu Fengnan heaved a sigh of relief, and subconsciously touched her left chest.

The heart was still beating faster, Lu Fengnan took a deep breath, a pair of cold gray pupils rolled to the corners of his eyes, and peeked at Shen Yuetian.

I saw Shen Yuetian take out the white fox cloak he gave from the ring, and put it on her body happily.

"Brother Zhang!"

Shen Yuetian leaned over to Zhang Mo and Chu Lan, shaking left and right, shaking their heads almost dizzy.

"Junior Brother Shen, this cloak of yours..." Zhang Mo finally realized belatedly, pointing to the cloak on Shen Yuetian's body and asked, "Is this cloak of yours the same style as Master's White Fox?"

"What the same style..." Shen Yuetian rolled her eyes, and carefully touched the soft fox fur of the cloak, "This cloak was given to me by Master."

"What?!" Zhang Mo was dumbfounded.