I'm the fish that Neptune's apprentice wants to keep

I am your master

Yu Wangshi tugged on his sleeve, and managed to pull it out from the boy's palm, but in a moment, he was caught back again.

This time it was his whole hand.

He was held in the boy's palm, his fingers interlocked.

A faint fragrance lingers at the tip of the nose, and every inch of breath is intertwined.

The boy's eyelashes brushed his cheeks, itching and crisping.

Yu Wangshi subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch, but his whole body was pressed by the young boy's arms, and the other party thought he was distracted, and the tip of his tongue was lightly bitten.

Uh... too much...

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it is only the young man who is meditating with his eyes closed, and the young man is quietly guarding him.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man raised his leg with difficulty and pushed the opponent with his knee.

"enough."

Yu Wangshi's cheeks were so red that he could bleed, his eyelashes fluttered, his eyes seemed to be full of spring, and there were unknown water stains on his lips.

"How can I rest like this!"

It was originally agreed to only once.

The result is time and time again, endlessly.

Duan Huaiti's brows and eyes are even more gorgeous at this time, and a little stretching is the perfect color.

He stretched out his long fingers to wipe off the water on the young man's lips, then raised his head, blinked, and showed a flattering smile.

The smile was pure and clear, as if it was another person who had taken over so forcefully just now.

"Master smells so good, I couldn't hold back."

His tone was innocent, his eyes still fell on Yu Wangshi's face and the corners of his lips.

This look is too familiar!

Just coaxing him, saying that it was the last time, it was this kind of look!

Fish forgets to eat a pit to gain a wisdom, never fall for this trick.

He bit his lip, and tried to order with the last bit of the weak majesty of the master: "Turn around, close your eyes, take out the Buddhist scriptures I gave you, and memorize them!"

Duan Huaiti looked at him and his eyes flicked.

"why are you laughing?"

Yu Wangshi glared at him, which was openly despising the majesty of his master!

Seeing that he looked unhappy, the young man suppressed the smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hands to smooth his messy hair.

"I just want to ask Master to teach me how to recite Buddhist scriptures with my eyes closed?"

"Uh..." There is a word called shame and anger.

Yu Wangshi felt that it was especially suitable for him now.

In the end, he could only purse his lips and say dryly: "You figure it out yourself."

"I listen to Master."

Duan Huaiti didn't dare to annoy people anymore, so he nodded obediently.

When he said this, Yu Wangshi felt much more at ease, and he pinched Duan Huaidi's face, it was smooth and tender, and it felt so good.

Successfully left a faint fingerprint on it.

Duan Huaiti smiled slightly and let him pinch.

A corner of Yu Wangshi's heart stirred, and for the first time he took the initiative to ask him, "Do you want to get No.1?"

Duan Huaiti smiled slightly, as if he was thinking about something, then he nodded: "I think about it."

After realizing that Yu Wangshi's mood was a little off, he asked again, "Master, doesn't Master want me to be number one?"

Yu Wangshi slightly lowered his eyelashes: "No, that's enough if you think about it."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and pinched Duan Huaidi's face again, then withdrew his hand.

The distance between the two was inadvertently opened, Duan Huaidi didn't like this distance, and hugged Yu Wangshi's waist with one hand, letting him sleep peacefully in his arms.

Yu Wangshi fell into a light sleep for a while, he didn't sleep soundly, and woke up when he heard Duan Huai's cry.

It was still in the burrow, and there was a big tree root in front of it, but Lu Yuanxiao and the others were all missing.

Yu Wangshi's drowsiness subsided, and he took a few steps forward.

The burrow is big enough to hold dozens of people, and you can see farther around the roots of the trees.

Lu Yuanxiao and the disciples of Wanhui Sect were tied to thick vines, and the ground was blazing with fire.

"Little uncle, it's so hot, so hot, save me!"

"Help us! I don't want to die!"

"Little Master Uncle..."

One after another, like a ghost crying.

Yu Wangshi's forehead was covered with sweat from the fire, beads of sweat slid down his reddish cheeks, his face was abnormally calm.

"Zhaoyao, is it interesting to play this kind of trick?"

"Yes, I have."

Zhuo Yao's chuckle came from nowhere, "Seeing that the disciple of your Wanhui Sect is being tortured by the fire, can you, the Seventh Elder, really be ruthless and remain unmoved?"

"Master, don't believe it, this is an illusion." Duan Huai cried.

"Tsk, it seems that I'm looking for the wrong person..." Zhuo Yao sighed.

In the next moment, Duan Huaidi, who was still beside Yu Wangshi just now, was quickly entangled in vines, and at the same time, an unknown fire rose from under his feet.

The new cassock on Duan Huaiti's body changed color instantly, and beads of sweat dripped from the corners of his forehead.

There were vines wrapped around his wrist, and he couldn't get it free after struggling a few times.

The boy squeezed out a smile: "Master, I... I'm fine."

Yu Wangshi's expression turned ugly, and before he could think about it, he flew over, slashing at the vine with his long sword.

He used [-]% of his strength, but the vine still didn't move at all, not even a single crack.

"Master, you don't have to do this for me..."

Duan Huaiti said with difficulty, "Master, you can go, leave me alone..."

Yu Wangshi frowned, "What nonsense?"

The tongue of fire licked Yu Wangshi's clothes, and the burnt smell came out.

Duan Huaiti looked anxious: "Master, please get out of here quickly!"

"I do not go."

Yu Wangshi's tone was firm. Seeing that the long sword was useless against the vines, he simply threw it on the ground, grabbed the vines with his bare hands, and tried to tear the vines with his Nascent Soul True Qi.

"Master, you...how can you..." Duan Huaidi lowered his voice, "Do you know, I can't help but think..."

Cracks appeared in the vines, and Duan Huaiti's wrist was able to move. He raised his hand and gazed at Yu Wangshi affectionately.

Just when his hand was about to touch Yu Wangshi's waist.

A dagger was first inserted into Duan Huaiti's chest.

Duan Huaidi paused, his expression showed pain, his eyes were wide open, full of disbelief and injury.

"Master...why..."

Yu Wangshi stared at his face, and said indifferently: "Your transformation technique is good, but your acting is too bad."

"Oh...is that so?" Zhuo Yao returned to his original tone and said with regret.

He took out the dagger on his chest with his bare hands and threw it on the ground nonchalantly.

Blood poured out from his chest, and he snorted lightly.

"It hurts."

"Master?"

Duan Huaiti looked at the back in front of him and called out.

In the blink of an eye, the young man in his arms disappeared, and then he saw a hell of fire. The young man was bound to vines, his breathing was weak, and all around were the wailing of fellow disciples.

Duan Huaiti felt nervous at first, but soon realized something was wrong.

In particular, the illusion was full of flaws, making him sure that he was in an illusion.

He killed all the illusions before he escaped and saw the light ahead.

When the fish forgets, look back.

The boy's new clothes were scorched black, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face was rosy, as if he had gone through a fight.

Is it true or false?

Duan Huaiti's eyes gradually lit up: "Master, are you alright?"

Yu Wangshi breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm fine."

Duan Huaiti walked quickly, however, he soon saw the man on the ground, his tone was extremely cold.

"Scorching."

Zhuo Yao smiled at him with interest: "Little guy, long time no see."

The sword in Duan Huaiti's hand trembled faintly.

Yu Wangshi knew that he hated Zhuo Yao very much, and was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he held his hand.

Duan Huaiti turned to look at him, gradually, his arms became less tense.

Zhuo Yao looked at this scene, and slowly talked about the past with a smile. His tone was tender, but the content of the words made people feel extremely chilling.

"Your mother's beautiful human bone is very useful. I made it into an incense burner and put it in my room. I burned it for 49 days. I can smell her fragrance every night. I still miss it so much. Tight."

There were a few "clicks", the sound of Duan Huaiti's knuckles colliding.

The corners of his lips were pursed into a line, and his face was extremely cold and pale.

Yu Wangshi held his hand, but couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Zhuo Yao clicked his tongue: "If Yan Qinghe hadn't stepped in back then, how could you have grown up to this day."

Yu Wangshi knew the plot of the original book. At that time, the Tianxie Sect was arrogant. Although the righteous monks loved beauties, no one dared to lend a helping hand. Only Yan Qinghe rushed to go after knowing this, but it was too late. Duan Huaiti was left alone.

Thinking of this passage, Yu Wangshi couldn't help but feel angry, even if he is like this, let alone Duan Huaidi.

The boy lowered his head slightly, his hair was a little messed up after the fight, and because the light in the cave was too dim to see his expression clearly, only his tight jaw line could be seen.

He must be feeling bad.

His hands were shaking all the time.

But Yu Wangshi couldn't get distracted, he held the boy's hand tightly, turned his head and said coldly to the culprit.

"Zhaoyao, if you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself."

"Ah……"

Zhuo Yao laughed lowly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in killing you for now, what I want is him—"

The atmosphere fell like dead silence.

Duan Huaiti said softly: "Master, his target is only me, you..."

"What about me?" Yu Wangshi turned to look at him, "I am your master, how can there be any reason for the master to run away when something happens to the apprentice?"

Duan Huaiti opened his lips and said, "But..."

"No but." Yu Wangshi's attitude was firm, seeing the boy's shortness of breath, he comforted him, "It's not like we have no chance of winning."

He stabbed Zhuo Yao just now, even if Zhuo Yao survived, his cultivation would still suffer a loss.

In any case, he can't go.

Duan Huaiti stared at him for a while.

The boy's eyes were originally dark and bright, but at this moment, there was a sense of haze, which covered the clarity of the eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly.