I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

The red wall of fire continued to move, taking away Fu Yanchen who didn't say a word.

Ruoqing didn't know what happened behind him, he took Chanrong's arm, "Who hurt you?" After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to brush the hair on the side of Chanrong's face, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

Several deep scratches appeared on Chanrong's fair face, one leg was bloody and bloody, one hand was stabbed with a hole, and there was a sword wound on the side of her waist, which was more serious than the previous one.

Ruoqing didn't like to see him get hurt, so he took a deep breath in his heart, thinking about how to keep Chanrong away from these fights, and then heard the master Chen who ignored him say to the uncle——

"It's hard for Fu Yan to stay because of this trouble."

click.

The raised hand was as stiff as a stone.

Ruoqing's movements stopped, he blinked, a little dazed, and put his eyes on Chanrong's hair.

The uncle not far away nodded, and said: "If someone is dead, he really can't explain it if he doesn't deal with it..."

Dead people?

Can't stay?

--What does it mean? !

A conjecture welled up in her mind, Ruoqing looked at Chanrong in a panic, opened her mouth but didn't make a sound.

The joy caused by Ruoqing running towards her slowly disappeared, Chanrong stared at Ruoqing, her eyes moved left and right, no matter how she looked, she couldn't find the emotions that Ruoqing showed just now.

The moment the master said Fu Yanchen, he was no longer the one who monopolized Ruoqing's eyes.

What is Ruoqing thinking now?

Why did you stop touching your hand?

"Tsk." The jawline was tense, and Chanrong gritted her teeth impatiently.

He bent down to meet Ruoqing's face, staring into those eyes he loved so much, trying to see emotions in them other than worrying about Fu Yanchen.

Then he searched for a long time but found nothing, so he asked Ruoqing, "Don't you ask me why I didn't go back when you were looking for me?"

The man who was more beautiful than Huai Ruolou raised his hand, touched Ruoqing's sweaty neck, and brushed away the black hair sticking to Ruoqing's neck. He didn't care about his wounds or what Ruoqing was thinking. He raised his other hand, which was clean, grabbed his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from Ruoqing's forehead.

His movements are very light, and he stares at Ruoqing very seriously. When facing Shang Ruoqing, his cold expression remains unchanged, but the sharpness in his eyes will be much less sharp, and he looks much gentler than usual.It's just that he has a heavy heart, and when he can't control it well, he will show it when he speaks and does things. Even if he looks kind and gentle, the indifference in his bones will turn into a cold knife, giving people a feeling of depression and madness.

He is restraining himself, trying not to burst out the real emotions in his heart, but he doesn't know that his pretended gentleness coupled with the madness in his bones will only give people a contradictory and chilling sense of oppression.

His expression of suppressing the fire was too failed, and his intention of not wanting to scare the other party was also obvious.

However, Ruoqing didn't notice the change in Chanrong, his mind was occupied by another matter, and he couldn't distract himself from thinking about what Chanrong was thinking.

Friends who have known each other for years may die.

What is death?

Ruoqing asked himself over and over again in his heart, and after a long time, he realized that death meant that he would never see this person again, that there would be no shadow of him in this world again.

It's not that he doesn't understand such a simple truth, it's just that he doesn't dare to understand it.

Ruoqing never thought that Fu Yanchen would die.

Chanrong couldn't stand being ignored by him, so she straightened up and looked down at him, and said, "Fu Yanchen hurt me." He spelled his words clearly, and never gave anyone the possibility of escaping.

At this moment, Ruoqing finally looked up at Chanrong, the unacceptable emotion in his eyes was too obvious, he was angry and uneasy at the same time, his mind was so confused that he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, hearing another scream from around, the head of Qingyuan recalled Fu Yanchen's disobedient face, and Fu Yanchen's behavior when he lost control, and finally chose——

"Let's line up."

Master Chen raised his sleeve, took out the gossip mirror in the sleeve, and deliberately got rid of Fu Yanchen.

At the same time, a blue light appeared from the north of Qingcheng, and fixed the constantly moving red wall of fire in the city.

"It seems that Brother Li used the dust-moving beads." Headmaster Chen saw what was going on with just one glance.

The magic weapon of Li Qianhezong's sect is called Qianchen Orb. The orb contains extremely strong power. It is a magic weapon of a certain dragon clan thousands of years ago, and it is also an artifact that supports Qianhe Prefecture to enter the four major sects.

When Master Chen saw that Master Li had already made a move, he threw the gossip mirror in his hand into the air.

A cumbersome and coercive flying crane formation appeared the moment Sect Master Chen threw out the mirror.

The sixteen flying cranes first pulled a circle to cover Qingcheng, and then landed in every corner of the city, turning into stone pillars when they landed.

Ruoqing knows this move, this is the demon-killing array created by Qingtan, the patriarch of Qingyuan, to kill Yejiao. This array is only passed on to the head of Qingyuan, and it damages both cultivation and mind. Sect Leader Chen would not easily use eight hundred wounding moves.

Ruoqing knew how powerful this move was.

Ye Jiao thousands of years ago didn't dare to underestimate this formation, so how could Fu Yanchen be his opponent today?

To put it bluntly, no matter how powerful Yejiao's bone is, it is only a bone. Once the head of the sect has murderous intentions, judging by the current Fu Yanchen, he will definitely not be able to accept the joint efforts of the heads of Chen and Li. ultimate move.

How can this be!

Ruoqing looked at Chanrong in a panic, but she couldn't yell out the phrase "little master uncle" no matter what.

He knows the current situation, and he knows that if he asks for Chanrong, it will only make Chanrong fall into a dilemma.

And he didn't want to see Chanrong in trouble, he didn't want Fu Yanchen to drag Chanrong down, and he didn't want to ignore Chanrong being hurt by Fu Yanchen, and he insisted on helping Fu Yanchen, so he couldn't open his mouth easily.

At this time, the reaction of the body was faster than the reaction of the brain. At the moment when the head of Qingyuan set up the flying crane array, he couldn't care about anything in a flash, and jumped directly in front of the head of Qingyuan, regardless of his own appearance. If you are not embarrassed, will your self-esteem be frustrated because of this, you just knelt down and said humbly: "Master! Yan Chen was just confused for a while, and you also know that his nature is not bad, so you just let him go this time! You just let him go this time ..."

Ruoqing didn't need to think about it to know that what happened this time was because Ye Jiaogu was out of control, not because Fu Yanchen insisted on it.But Ruoqing didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that if the head master Chen knew that Ye Jiao's bones were in Fu Yanchen's body, Fu Yanchen would die faster...

The outstretched hand was empty, Chanrong tilted his head when Ruoqing didn't call him but begged for the head of Chen, his eyes became much colder.

Ruoqing knows that Qingyuan's people don't like him.

As the strongest existence among the four major sects, Qingyuan has always had a high threshold for entry. His uncles and uncles value the rules the most, so before Fu Yanchen appeared, they never thought that one day they would have to endure Chanrong first. Fu Yanchen, who was half-enchanted, had to put up with the sick child that Suyin had accepted out of selfishness.

And they hated Chanrong and Suyin's actions, and they couldn't say anything because of their affection and strength, so they put their contempt on Ruoqing and Fu Yanchen on their faces, and even lost a little bit of sympathy.

Ruoqing still remembered that in the hall earlier, when Chanrong gave him the jade, no one in the hall was happy except Suyin.

His uncles and uncles knew that his health was not good, but they still thought it was unwise for Chanrong to give him jade.They thought that this piece of jade, which could directly improve the cultivator's cultivation level, fell into his hands because the orb was dusty.They felt that Chanrong should not bother about his body, let alone take care of him to find Yu.They always think that his affairs are "small things", and they shouldn't waste too much effort, and Chanrong shouldn't use such secret treasures on his little illness.

Ruoqing never cared whether they liked her or not, nor did she care about what she was in their eyes.

He never needed to live on the sympathy and affection of others.

It's just a temporary change. When he and Fu Yanchen were at a disadvantage, when these people showed no mercy to them, Ruoqing finally began to hate this thing, hated the things he didn't like.

He thought, if he is a person who can speak in front of the head of Chen, if he is a person who can speak with a certain amount of weight, if he has the influence of Chanrong and the eldest princess, he and Fu Yanshen will not be like this .

As long as one of the two of them is capable, neither of them will make it this far...

Master Chen is an upright monk, even if he doesn't like Ruoqing, he won't give him an explanation after Ruoqing said so.

In front of Ruoqing, he explained what Fu Yanchen had done, making Ruoqing have to accept that it was difficult to turn around.

It's not that Ruoqing doesn't understand the truth in what Master Chen said, but he just thinks about the person who grew up with him and has always protected him. His feelings are destined to outweigh his reason.

I can't care about anything.

Ruoqing turned pale when Master Chen raised his foot and walked forward. He grabbed Master Chen from behind and shouted in confusion: "It's because he didn't act safely. Master can punish him! As long as you forgive me If he dies, it doesn’t matter whether he is locked up in a dungeon or his hands and feet are broken! You can lock him up, or you can lock me up, I will watch him, I will not let him leave Qingyuan, I will Take care of him, I won't let him threaten other people again!"

While talking, he took a look at Chanrong, just about to call him uncle, but he gritted his teeth and turned his eyes away from looking at Chanrong.

Sect Leader Chen kicked him away, his face livid, and he said angrily, "Someone died in the city, do you understand?"

Ruoqing paused, his eyes flickering: "I understand..." He thought for a while, raised his head, showing an expression of whether to cry, and said with difficulty: "You have to explain...I can give it to you."

"Give it to me?" Master Chen laughed angrily, "How will you give it to me? Do you think life is too long?"

Not too bad.

Ruoqing swallowed the soreness in his throat.

He wished he could live longer.

He really wanted to live, and he really wanted to open his eyes to see the different scenery every day, thinking that even though dragging his body was very tiring, he never thought of giving up closing his eyes for a moment.

He really wanted to live, to see every mountain, river and sea, but...

"I can pay for his life."

He bent down and lowered his head, firmly pulling at the hem of Sect Master Chen's clothes, obviously he was too tired to move anymore, but there was a breath of anger in his heart that he would never let go.

In order to save Fu Yanchen, he calmed down and said clearly: "I am sick, not only because of my poor body, but also because of my heart. I am a bad person because I can't practice and I don't know how long I can live. Just jealous of Fu Yanchen who grew up with me."

As he spoke, he remembered his past with Fu Yanchen.The words spoken before and the voices of the present overlapped, dividing him into two people.

Kneeling in front of Sect Master Chen, he said: "I hate him, I hate that he has no disease."

But in his memory, he said [I miss you, I want you to live a better life than anyone else. 】

"I hate him for being able to practice, for being able to do things I can't do."

【Be careful when you do things, don't get hurt. 】

"I'm jealous of him, so jealous that I'm going crazy, but it's ridiculous that Fu Yanchen doesn't know about it."

【You haven't replied to me after you've been out for so long, which makes me worry all day whether you're going out to cause trouble. 】

"Fu Yanchen is very kind to me. He is not as simple-minded as I am."

[Yan Chen. 】

Ruoqing who was talking stopped a little tiredly.

The promise he made to Fu Yanchen rang in his ears.

【No matter what happens in the future, I will never betray you. 】

Then he said to Master Chen: "I know that he is half-enchanted in the way of magic, and he is also a medical practitioner. It is easy to give him some medicine to disturb his mind on weekdays, but the most taboo for monks is to not calm their minds and not understand their minds. Therefore, He was harmed by me, his mind was unstable, and his demonic heart was soaring. Under my calculations, he caused today's disaster... As long as the head is willing to say so, I will take care of everything, as long as you give him a way out, I'm going to do well, I can..."

Ruoqing paused again at this point, Suyin's face appeared in his mind, and was suppressed by Fu Yanchen's face again.Fu Yanchen's inability to die quickly became an obsession in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I can come forward to slander Suyin and return the dirty water that Huai Ruolou poured on me. I can pretend to be The evildoer will pay off his original innocence, as long as you spare his life."

Ok……

When Chanrong heard this, he understood one thing.

He thought about Ruoqing's words, and for the first time showed a smile that had nothing to do with joy.After laughing, his jawline was tense, and because of anger, a cold blue light appeared in his eyes, and the upper half of his face seemed to be covered with a dark cloud hiding thunder and lightning, so gloomy that he would do something crazy in the next moment behavior.

Headmaster Chen didn't want to listen to Ruoqing's meaningless words, so he waved his sleeves to open Ruoqing up again.

Ruoqing fell to the ground, rubbing his arms and legs against the rough stone surface, leaving a burning pain, but he didn't care about the pain at all, and lingered on it relentlessly.

"I will do well! I will absolutely not let this matter shake Qingyuan's position among the sects!"

"How do you not waver?"

At this time, a cold question sounded from behind.

Ruoqing turned his head sideways.

Footsteps sounded behind him, with a gentle rhythm, as if from another world.

Not long after, Ruoqing, who was holding on to the head of Chen, was grabbed by the arm by a big hand.The strength of that hand was great, and the knuckles of the fingers encircling his arm were distinct, and both strength and beauty were entangled in those hands.

Chanrong didn't care about the surprised gazes of Master Chen and his senior brothers, he hugged Ruoqing with one hand, and pinched the lower half of Ruoqing's face with the other hand, although his face showed no emotion, but the light in his eyes was cold Yes, it always gives people a premonition of danger that the storm is coming.

Ruoqing was embraced by Chanrong, her pale face became thinner and pitiful surrounded by black hair.His eye sockets were flushed, and cold sweat was left on his face because of nervousness, giving people a sense of dazed and ethereal fragility.

Ever since he realized that Fu Yanchen might die, he acted like the sky was falling.

...too much an eyesore.

Chanrong didn't like this expression, so she asked him: "What did you just say?"

Ruoqing opened his mouth, looking at Chanrong's face, he didn't dare to repeat to Chanrong what he just said to head Chen.

Chanrong waited for a while, but before he got an answer, he said calmly: "Not to mention whether this road will work or not, I just ask you, are you ready to die for him?"

Ruoqing didn't speak, Chanrong looked at him expressionlessly, and tidied his messy hair on the side of his face again.His movements are still gentle, but compared to the previous time, the way he strokes Ruoqing this time is like touching a lifeless ornament.

He said to Ruoqing word by word: "Also, I'm here, why don't you come and beg me, you think I'm dead?"