[Wearing the Book] Sick Beauty Master Respects He Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Lu Yao was picking up a pen and writing.

The lotus lantern on the case suddenly lit up. It was the lotus lantern that he had sneaked into the Chonghua Hall before while his junior brother Leng Huanqing was asleep, and took a piece of his hair into the lotus lantern, which could be used to sense his position.

The light came on, indicating that Leng Huanqing had returned to Kunlun.

He was overjoyed, put down his pen and ran outside, and heard voices inside before entering the door.

"The devil's energy entered the body and hurt the lungs. I can only delay the injury for the time being." This is the voice of senior brother Wei Zeming. He is a medical practitioner. He said so. It must be a very difficult situation.

Could it be that the junior brother was injured?

Lu Yao stepped in quickly, and saw that Leng Huanqing's body was covered with wounds, dripping with blood, and holding a comatose teenager in his arms.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?!"

He was burning with anxiety, but he didn't respond in return.

Wei Zeming looked sideways: "Huanqing brought an apprentice back, and encountered a surprise attack on the way."

"If you can find the soul-clearing grass, maybe you can save it."

Leng Huan heard it clearly, regardless of his injured body, he struggled to get up.

Qinghuncao is in the forbidden area of ​​Kunlun. In this state, let alone looking for medicine, it is hard to say whether he can come out alive.

Lu Yao pressed his shoulder to stop him, but Leng Huanqing shook off his hand: "Get out of the way."

Wei Zeming couldn't stand it anymore: "Huanqing, Lu Yao is also concerned about you. I will think of a solution for this child's injury, don't worry."

Leng Huanqing answered him with a dull face: "Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother."

The hall suddenly became quiet, Lu Yao walked outside silently, watched the little apprentice lie down to rest, and saw through the screen that he was stroking the little apprentice's face distressedly.

He lowered his head, his eyes were dim, since Leng Huanqing couldn't go, then he went for him.

Two days later.

Lu Yao's white clothes were all stained red, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his eyes, and walked towards Chonghua Hall step by step with difficulty, leaving a trail of blood behind.

"Brother, are you inside?"

Leng Huanqing was originally sitting in front of the bed, when he heard the familiar voice, the first time he frowned not in joy, but in disgust, unwilling to answer.

Lu Yao recalled his past experiences, and shouted cheekily: "I'm coming in." Sure enough, Leng Huanqing was inside, but he didn't want to talk to him.

With a bitter smile, he quickened his pace and approached: "Junior brother, I found a spiritual herb for you, feed it to your apprentice."

Leng Huanqing's voice did not fluctuate: "Don't bother senior brother, I have found other ways to heal Lian An. If you have nothing else to do, please go back."

healing?But didn't I go to find medicine?

Sure enough, he saw a Buddhist bead hanging above the child's head, continuously absorbing the magic energy.

But the injury still needs to be healed: "Junior Brother, I managed to get this, it is very useful for his injury!"

It was only then that Leng Huanqing realized something, a crack appeared in his indifferent expression.

He grabbed Lu Yao's wrist and asked, "Where did you pick it? Did you go to the forbidden area?"

Lu Yao gasped, the wound on his hand was grasped forcefully, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Leng Huanqing, he nodded slightly, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak.

"It's hopeless!" Leng Huanqing shook off his hand and said, "You don't know the precepts of the teacher's school? Trespassing on forbidden places, you will be punished according to the law."

Lu Yao didn't expect the other party to say that, spit out a mouthful of blood, raised his hand to wipe it casually, and didn't care about it, just wanted to raise his hand, begging: "It's okay if you hate me, but the medicine has been found , you can feed him quickly."

Seeing him spread out his palm, the elixir was stained with blood, Leng Huanqing opened his hand, took half a step back with disgust, took out a soft handkerchief and wiped the stained fingers: "No need. "

"I said, don't come near me."

Lu Yao was hurt by his actions, and lowered his head slightly, hiding the sadness in his eyes.

"I don't want you to worry, so I go..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a muffled snort, curled up his whole body, tightly clutched the spirit grass with his fingers, and hugged his head that was about to burst from the pain.

A clear coolness penetrated directly between the eyebrows, and there was an inexplicable illusion that the rope that tied him was suddenly loosened.

Scenes of memories appeared before his eyes, from childhood to adulthood, from another world to this world...

He broke out in a cold sweat and leaned against the pillar exhausted.

It's outrageous!

I've never been so speechless in my life!

Be something bad, be a licking dog!

Just now, all his memories were restored.His head was filled with fragments one after another, the more he thought about it, the colder his heart became.

After living here for decades, it turns out that he, Lu Yao, is also a transmigrator!

And this world is an ancient novel about the sadomasochistic love between master and apprentice of a fairy, and the protagonists are Leng Huanqing and his little apprentice Lian An.

Lu Yao remorsefully covered his lost face.

"Idiot, I'm such an idiot."