Master always thinks that disciples are useless

As the moon sets and the sun rises, the first ray of dawn in the morning passes through the bamboo forest near the water peak, sneaks into the elegant bamboo house through the gap, and pours on the tea set.

The person on the bed turned over until the dazzling sunlight covered his entire face with a layer of golden light, then he frowned his handsome eyebrows and muttered in a low voice: "Come on, close the door!" .”

No one responded.

After waiting for a while, Gong Zhengyu remembered that there is no such dazzling sunlight during the daytime in the Demon Realm.

He lifted his heavy eyelids, his eyes were hazy, it seemed that there was a person standing, wearing a white shirt, he thought it was Gu Qinghan, and reached out to grab the man's big sleeve.

"Master?" He opened his vermilion lips, and his voice was still sleepy and lazy, as if he was flicking the strings of a human heart, "I'm hungry, can I add a pot of wine today..."

He narrowed his eyes sleepily, shook his arms, pulled the man's big sleeves and swayed them together, and the loose undershirt also lifted up a little with the movement, revealing his narrow waist.

Demons have more or less always possessed a talent for charm.

It's just that Gong Zhengyu didn't know it.

The word "good" didn't come out of the man's mouth for a long time, Gong Zhengyu almost woke up, stretched again, opened his eyes, standing in front of him was Gu Qinghan.

"Jiang--"

A fist flew directly towards his face.

Gong Zhengyu suddenly lost his drowsiness, his eyes were wide open, and while yelling a dirty word, a koi turned over from the bed, rolled and crawled to dodge behind the table.

Bang!

The fist hit the bed hard, and the bed made of bamboo, which can be regarded as hard, snapped, and two of them broke, leaving a hole the size of a fist.

Gong Zhengyu swallowed his saliva, then touched his face in fear, but fortunately he dodged fast, otherwise this punch would have smashed his proud high nose into a hollow.

He spat and said harshly, "Jiang Shuqian, you are sick! Hit me in the face for any disagreement!"

Jiang Shuqian's eyes were red, and she turned around abruptly, pointing at Gong Zhengyu and him in a stalemate across the table: "You are the only one who is fucking sick! That's how you promised me? This is the tone you should have when talking to your master." ?!"

Tone?

What's his tone?

Bossing and bossing Gu Qinghan around?Isn't that hungry?

"Didn't I wake up from sleep?" Gong Zhengyu said unhappily, curled his lips, stretched out his hand to pull the collar, and closed the collar.

"Didn't wake up? Don't tell me that you sleepwalked into Master's bed in the middle of the night! Gong Zhengyu, please explain to me why your room suddenly disappeared!"

Jiang Shuqian was angry and aggrieved, her tone trembling and unsteady, she pointed her finger outside the house, like a former spouse who had been betrayed by her husband was questioning.

"I'm not—my house is gone?"

Gong Zhengyu was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized Jiang Shuqian's words, the irritability and anger that had been aroused disappeared, and he quickly turned his head and glanced at the window, his eyes full of surprise.

There should have been a small bamboo hut there, but when Gu Qinghan cast a spell on the hut that rose from the ground when he first climbed near the water peak, even to prevent him from committing suicide, he even replaced all the things inside with soft objects.

But now, that house has disappeared, and the original land is occupied by a bunch of verdant bamboos, which are slightly shaken from side to side by the wind, blocking the somewhat basking sun.

Wasn't it all right last night?Why did it suddenly disappear today?

Where will I live in the future?

Gong Zhengyu frowned, completely forgetting that he had only lived in that room for two or three days, and he had no choice but to live there under Jiang Shuqian's surveillance.

Rolling his eyes around, he noticed Jiang Shuqian's anger and unwillingness. Those eyes, which looked like big dogs, were both complicated and aggrieved, and suddenly he thought of playing tricks.

Gu Qinghan was not around, he was not afraid of being exposed, he threw the pot out, and said with a smile: "How do I know? Maybe it's your master who plotted against me. If I don't have a room, I can only sleep in his bed."

Isn't it just a conspiracy, whether it is a sacrifice or refining into a pill, isn't it all trying to make up for him now?

If it weren't for that way of being shameless, Gu Qinghan would still have to hide it and not even tell him the person involved?

"Gong Zhengyu, you have to be ashamed!"

"No."

"you!"

The two stood on the opposite side of the table to fight against each other, stalemate and entangled with each other. If you take a step forward, I will give in. After two rounds, there is still no winner.

Gong Zhengyu pulled the corner of his mouth provocatively, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the mirror hanging behind Jiang Shuqian, and saw his insolent smiling face from the mirror.

With good eyesight, he can see the bright smiling him outside the mirror in the clear and smiling phoenix eyes.

The smile froze.

Then, Gu Qinghan's deep eyes on the edge of the cold pool suddenly came to mind.

He later observed that Gu Qinghan's pupils were glazed amber, with a light color, as cold and dignified as his temperament, and he didn't like sex on weekdays, only that time, when the two of them were alone together afterwards Everything was quiet, and the lights were all turned off in the tent, only to see Gu Qinghan showing that kind of look.

It may be said that he swallowed him, but in retrospect it does not seem to be the case. If it is not, it is indeed the expression of a hunter staring at his prey.

Gong Zhengyu's eyes changed, subconsciously staring at the mirror to change into Gu Qinghan's deep eyes.

In the middle of the quarrel, the opponent suddenly looked in the mirror, and Jiang Shuqian became even more angry. After seeing the expression on the other side, he suddenly felt a chill.

"What's wrong with you again!"

Gong Zhengyu turned his gaze, looked at him, and pointed his own eyes with his sharp fingers: "Look at my eyes."

Jiang Shuqian was trembling all over, and broke out in cold sweat, "Are you disgusting, you idiot!"

"nausea?"

He doesn't feel disgusted, isn't this very affectionate...

Wait, affectionate?

The corners of Gong Zhengyu's raised mouth paused for a moment, and he blinked, his mind went blank for a moment.

An extremely ridiculous idea gradually took shape.

Could it be that Gu Qinghan likes him?

"..."

its not right.

Xiao Tangyuan clearly said that this look wanted to kill him.

Could it be that Jiang Shuqian liked him, that's why he saw what he thought?

Gong Zhengyu touched his chin, and said tentatively, "Do you like me?"

"I will that you?! What the hell are you dreaming of in spring and autumn!" Jiang Shuqian was suddenly furious, and couldn't even say those two words. She cursed, smashed the table directly, and grabbed the palace with one hand Masaru's neckline.

He was only wearing a thin undershirt, but the neckline that had just been tidied up was messed up again, revealing a large white and powerful chest and smooth shoulders.

Jiang Shuqian's eyelids twitched, he clenched his fists, and was about to drop his hand when he raised it.

Gong Zhengyu looked back, put away his hippie smile, and quickly said, "Master, Master is here!"

Taking advantage of Jiang Shuqian's time to look back in a daze, he ran out of the bamboo house, squinted his head, his eyes and brows were full of complacency, and said cheaply: "Disgusting? It's your master who looked at me first. , either you like me or your master likes me~"

"Gong! Zheng! Yu!"

Jiang Shuqian summoned the chasing soul, Gong Zhengyu secretly thought that something was wrong, he randomly grabbed a young disciple who came to clean up, and ran away before he had time to put on his clothes.

The Xuanqing sect is extremely large, and only by overlooking the sky, from the height of Jinshui Peak, can the entire sect be brought into view.

The three steep peaks side by side are the places where the head of the sect and the peak master live respectively, and the other several stretching peaks are the places where the elders of the management hall stay.

Gong Zhengyu didn't know where Gu Qinghan had gone, so he had to stand behind Sansao's disciple and directed him to Deyue Peak, the most frequented place.

"Senior Brother Gong, Master Lichen has gone to discuss matters with the head of the sect." The female cultivator said sweetly, and went on to screen the herbs.

"Discussion?"

Gong Zhengyu uttered a question, and saw Jiang Shuqian chasing him from a distance, he quickly carried the little disciple, and hurried to Loutai Peak where Helian Muxiu was.

Unexpectedly, what he received was the same news as before, and Helian Moxiu also went out.

However, the disciple of Loutai Peak told him where Helian Muxiu had gone.

It was only then that Gong Zhengyu found out that the Xuanqing Sect also had a place called Weichun Hall, which was specially used for receiving guests, discussing affairs, or holding small gatherings.

"Hey, Senior Brother, Eldest Senior Brother seems to be calling you." The disciple guiding the way gently pointed to Jiang Shuqian who came from Yujian, and kindly reminded him.

"No, your elder brother is hunting me down."

"what?"

Gong Zhengyu dropped his words in an inscrutable manner, glanced at Jiang Shuqian who was about to catch up, and asked the unlucky Sansao disciple to continue to lead him in the direction of Weichun Palace.

The white and red flew at high speed in mid-air, causing many disciples to stop and watch. Gong Zhengyu's red dress and Jiang Shuqian's soul-chasing sword were very recognizable, and they immediately recognized who the two beams of light were.

"Senior Brother Gong made Senior Brother Jiang angry again, it's okay."

"It can't be that he committed suicide and was educated by Senior Brother Jiang, hahahaha."

"What other way to die this time? If you ask me, Brother Gong has a really good brain. If it were me, I could only think of seven or eight ways to kill himself. Where did he come up with so many weird ideas? The way of death, more than 100 times without repeating."

"Not to mention, the Xuanqing faction is much more lively, and I can eat gossip from senior brother Gong every day."

"So interesting? I went to practice before, so tell me about it."

The disciples were not surprised, they were already used to it, only a few disciples who returned to the sect a while ago couldn't figure out the situation, and they were like headless chickens asking for gossip.

For the Hall of Spring, the plaque carved in white jade is gentle and elegant, and the open door is carved with bustling petals, and the refreshing incense comes from inside, and the green smoke circles around the pillars like auspicious clouds.

Gu Qinghan was wearing a white robe with large sleeves with curling moiré patterns, and sat upright on the main seat in the middle, with handsome and cool features and a calm expression, he looked like an exiled immortal in a painting.

Gong Zhengyu uncontrollably thought of that absurd idea and that affectionate look in his eyes, and subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple.

"Gong Zhengyu, I'll kill you!"

Jiang Shuqian followed closely.