I, scum gong, never adore Master
Chapter 20 Master Injured
Master's heart beats so fast, his... faster
The so-called "kindness" in Fei Fei's mouth began to make Yun Jian suspect that the owner of the temple is not himself?
On the surface for 1000 years, he was said to be the Immortal Venerable of Shenyin Peak in Yunmiao Mountain. In fact, only a very few people knew that he was a prisoner imprisoned in Shenyin Peak.
There is no past and no future.
He has always been numb, casually... alive.
All respect is only superficial, and all envy is nothing but ignorance of the truth.
With the title of "Immortal Venerable", he has not done anything for the world of cultivating immortals for thousands of years, but he possesses the most spiritual veins, and the world of cultivating immortals has long criticized him.
But he doesn't care.
Numb for a long time, I didn't care about those false names at first, but let this young man who can swim through weak water and leave Yunmiao Mountain with his tail feathers appear in front of him.
For Yu Yunjian, it may be a turning point.
Yun Jian suppressed the emotion in his peach eyes, and asked Fei Fei: "You said that your master doesn't want to see the common people suffer, why do you want to hide it for that snake demon?"
"Philippe didn't hide anything!"
Mao'er frowned, clenched his fists and said, "I just don't care about it!"
Jiang Ye rubbed the hairy hair and smiled, "You even care about other girls asking for marriage, and you don't care about it?"
"That's different." Philip proudly said: "She asked for the master's temple, of course I will take care of it. What if I can pray for the master and accumulate the power of faith?"
Feifei frowned: "I'm not covering up the snake demon, there are people above it."
"who?"
Yun Jian thought of the fragments of the phantom mirror hidden in the body of the snake demon, and felt that this matter was by no means as simple as a simple evil spirit.
The monster of the transformation stage mentioned by Ji Yuan should be the snake.
But this cultivation base was forcibly piled up in a short period of time, otherwise it would not be so easy to solve, and the illusion mirror fragments should be used.
However, how could the phantom mirror of Jihui Island be shattered, and how could it appear on the snake demon?
Who is the man behind it?
Fei Fei seemed to hesitate for a while, and looked up to see Jiang Ye's curious and expectant eyes.
Only then could he say: "After the master disappeared, I found that the god veins in Tongxiu Village had turned into spirits, and had a sense of life. Later, I found out that it was stained with the blood of the master. Only then did he allow the snake demon to hurt people, and let the Taoist priests deceive people in the name of the ten witches of Lingshan."
Jiang Ye was surprised: "A divine vein is obsessed with obtaining the power of faith. Does it want to become a god?"
Philip shook his head: "I don't know."
"But I don't think that's a bad thing."
Thinking of the villagers thousands of years ago, Feifei gritted his teeth with hatred: "They are ungrateful, so I don't care about them, but Shenmai has the blood of the master. It is the half son of the master. I will definitely help my relatives or not!"
Yun Jian: "..."
Jiang Ye: "..."
"If it wasn't for the stinky snakes blinding you and catching you, I would definitely support them."
The kitten fell to the ground and turned into a human form, baring its teeth and claws and said, "What about the snake? I will definitely kill him and vent my anger on the master!"
"already dead."
The master stood in front of the temple gate with a calm expression.
Fei Fei was startled. Although the snake demon was not very capable, he was still a demon cultivator at the transformation stage, so he solved it in just a short while?
Looking at Yun Jian, who was tall and jade standing in front of the temple gate, Fei Fei became more and more confused. He couldn't tell the level of this person's cultivation level, and his aura of belonging to the master became stronger and stronger.
The man in white was standing by the door frame, his profile seemed to overlap with the memory of Philippe as a cub.
At that time, the owner saw that Philip was afraid of him, and his expression was very awkward.
The friend stood opposite the owner and laughed at the owner: "Why are you so fierce, the kittens are afraid of you."
The owner tried to pull the facial nerve, but couldn't laugh.
The figure in front of the cat flickered, and the friend jumped over him and jumped in front of the owner. He stretched out his hand and pinched the owner's face, piling up the muscles on his cheeks, revealing his white teeth. The picture was funny.
Fei Fei remembered that the master was stunned at the time, staring at his friend's face with nowhere to rest his eyes, as if he was dumbfounded.
The friend muttered, "Smile."
The master stared at his friend's eyes, against the light, those eyes that were almost sealed with ice and full of hostility finally showed a smile from the heart.
At that moment, Fei Fei's memory has never been forgotten.
This person's posture, gestures, gestures, and breath are all too similar to the owner, but the eyes are nothing like it.
The master used to be full of hatred and hostility, his eyes were full of frost, as if he could freeze to death at any time, but he gradually became gentle because of the arrival of his friends.
But the man in front of him with a pair of extremely lingering peach blossom eyes was full of lifeless lifelessness, as if he didn't care about anything and didn't care.
He must not understand the cicadas singing in summer, nor the sunset flowers in spring.
It will not be the master's!
Feifei shook his head to himself, shaking away the momentary intuition, and felt that Jiangye's temperament was more like the master's, very gentle.
"The matter here is not something you can solve, follow me back."
After Yun Jian finished speaking, he looked away and walked outside the temple.
He didn't intend to take care of these things at first, but it seemed that it did involve his memories from thousands of years ago. It's not interesting for him to live, so it's good to find something interesting to pass the time.
The premise is to send the night back first.
Just relying on his cultivation base, it doesn't matter if he is ineffective at times and ineffective at times, and he doesn't care if he uses his spiritual power indiscriminately. I'm afraid that one day it will backfire and he won't even know it.
Jiang Ye nodded fiercely, Master was right.
This time I was almost buried in the belly of a snake, it was too terrifying!
The world of cultivating immortals is really in danger, and his half-baked cultivation is really not enough.
What's more, Master doesn't intend to kill him now, otherwise why save him?
He'd better go back to Yunmiao Mountain to be safe.
Before stepping over the threshold and catching up with the master, he felt the ground shake for a while, and he staggered and fell down, feeling dizzy, the world turned upside down, and the roar sounded in his ears, violently as if he was about to Shattered eardrums.
"division……"
Before he could utter the words of asking for help in panic, the spine on the top of his head scraped against the wall with a bang, and fell straight towards him.
Pupils shrink!
He dodged in a hurry almost by instinct, and rolled a few times on the ground, but was still hit by the beam on his calf.
The pain seemed to be dull for a moment.
When he felt the pain, the roof of the temple seemed to have been collapsed suddenly by an earthquake, blocking the road around him, and he was trapped in the gap, completely cut off from the outside world. The pain was also burning like fire.
Before he could react, the pitch-black vines stretched out from nowhere, and instantly wrapped around his fingertips, which were just about to drive his spiritual power to save himself.
He found that his waist and limbs were entangled with thick or thin vines and tightly fixed.
Then, the vine on the left leg seemed to be alive, tore apart Jiang Ye's trouser leg, pierced directly into his wound, and sucked his blood like drinking water.
"boom--"
When Jiang Ye didn't know what to do, the surrounding ruins were wrapped in white silk, and the collapsed beams were forcibly lifted, and the silk was wrapped around the vines that sucked his blood, and suddenly tightened, smashing those monsters.
The light suddenly hit his eyes, and Jiangye saw the master standing in front of him against the light, as if he was a god.
Master's eyes shifted from his pale and bleeding face to his injured calf, and his brows frowned.
"you……"
He didn't finish his sentence, when suddenly the vines broke out from the ground and attacked with claws and claws. The master didn't expect that this thing could revive, and the vines coiled and attacked Jiang Ye.
Caught off guard, Master bumped into Jiang Ye's arms.
And behind the master, a raging flame ignited, instantly burning those dark and terrifying vines to ashes.
Master... saved him again.
Jiang Ye was stunned, and his legs didn't hurt so much. Instead, Master's cool body was pressed against him all of a sudden, the ground was too tight, Master's chin rested on his forehead, and with his neck sideways, his lips twitched. Touching the double-petalled red plum on the side of the master's neck, the whole person was dumbfounded.
That touch brought back the memory of his lips touching the master's lips not long ago.
It can only be said to be embarrassing and palpitating.
Across the chest, Master's heart beats so fast, his... even faster...
Jiang Ye held his breath, not daring to move.
One of the master's arms was propped by his side, and the other was wrapped around his waist, which was tightly fastened to the ground without leaving any gaps.
He couldn't hold his breath and began to breathe, the scorching breath sprayed on the red plum marks on Shizun's neck, and felt Shizun tremble suddenly against his body.
Startled at night, he held his breath again.
But I still remember that the breath of Master's whole body rushed into his nostrils just now, carrying the cold fragrance of lingmei on the cold snow field, and...a trace of blood?
The master's face was close at hand, a smear of blood spilled from those light-colored thin lips, dripping on Jiang Ye's eyelashes.
Jiang Ye was taken aback, "Master, you... what's wrong with you?"
"To shut up."
Master closed his eyes, his voice was a little weak.
As soon as Jiang Ye opened his mouth, his lips brushed against the sensitive red plum brand on his neck. He couldn't stand it, but he still suppressed his trembling.
Jiang Ye didn't dare to speak anymore, but he was still very worried.
Yun Jian slowed down, and a picture seemed to flash in his mind, fleeting, like a cloud that couldn't be grasped, or a grain of sand that couldn't be held firmly.
It seemed that two people were also in this temple, and one pushed the other down.
"You... what are you doing! Get up, you're pressing me down."
"Don't you like this?"
"Ah."
"Liar, you obviously... like it very much."
It was too short, Yun Jian really couldn't grasp any memory, as soon as he thought about it, those conversations disappeared instantly like being blown by the wind.
"Owner--"
Philip rushed to remove the collapsed beams blocking the road, and saw two people embracing among the ruins.
The master didn't press Jiang Ye's injured leg at such a critical moment. When Fei Fei saw Jiang Ye's bloody leg, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.
He yelled, and hurried over to help, cursing while tearing apart the remaining vines on Jiang Ye's limbs.
"The feng shui here is too bad! It's okay to raise those ungrateful ones. The white-eyed wolf spirit is really a wolf, ah, who gave it life, who gave it a chance? It's really... a kind of plant ! A plant plant plant! Humph..."
When Philip got agitated, he cursed endlessly.
When his claws accidentally caught a withered vine, the master suddenly gasped, feeling the pain in a muffled voice.
Looking at Master's increasingly pale face, Jiang Ye felt a little worried.
"Master...you..."
"fine."
Master's voice was very light, and he didn't even tremble, as if he was really fine.
But Jiang Ye felt that the body he touched was gradually getting cooler, and he had a bad feeling.
But before he could react, the master withdrew the hand holding his waist, wiped the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and stood up.
At that moment, Jiang Ye's eyes were stimulated by a piece of scarlet that kept dizzying and spreading.
The gorgeous red blooms on the white clothes, like a flower cup in full bloom, the mass of red is still spreading along the pattern of the clothes, in the center of the flower cup, there is a broken vine, which is as thick as a wrist, just like that. It pierced through Master's side waist, and the end was still dripping with blood.
Master walked steadily, as if he wanted to get out of the temple.
But he didn't have much strength, his hands holding the door frame were shaking, and his waist was in severe pain due to the straightening of the wound. He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to take another step, his eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.
"Master—"
The blurred sense of hearing makes the sound far away, and the long eyelashes cover the eyes, and the limping young man in front of him seems to overlap with a foggy picture in his memory again.
The so-called "kindness" in Fei Fei's mouth began to make Yun Jian suspect that the owner of the temple is not himself?
On the surface for 1000 years, he was said to be the Immortal Venerable of Shenyin Peak in Yunmiao Mountain. In fact, only a very few people knew that he was a prisoner imprisoned in Shenyin Peak.
There is no past and no future.
He has always been numb, casually... alive.
All respect is only superficial, and all envy is nothing but ignorance of the truth.
With the title of "Immortal Venerable", he has not done anything for the world of cultivating immortals for thousands of years, but he possesses the most spiritual veins, and the world of cultivating immortals has long criticized him.
But he doesn't care.
Numb for a long time, I didn't care about those false names at first, but let this young man who can swim through weak water and leave Yunmiao Mountain with his tail feathers appear in front of him.
For Yu Yunjian, it may be a turning point.
Yun Jian suppressed the emotion in his peach eyes, and asked Fei Fei: "You said that your master doesn't want to see the common people suffer, why do you want to hide it for that snake demon?"
"Philippe didn't hide anything!"
Mao'er frowned, clenched his fists and said, "I just don't care about it!"
Jiang Ye rubbed the hairy hair and smiled, "You even care about other girls asking for marriage, and you don't care about it?"
"That's different." Philip proudly said: "She asked for the master's temple, of course I will take care of it. What if I can pray for the master and accumulate the power of faith?"
Feifei frowned: "I'm not covering up the snake demon, there are people above it."
"who?"
Yun Jian thought of the fragments of the phantom mirror hidden in the body of the snake demon, and felt that this matter was by no means as simple as a simple evil spirit.
The monster of the transformation stage mentioned by Ji Yuan should be the snake.
But this cultivation base was forcibly piled up in a short period of time, otherwise it would not be so easy to solve, and the illusion mirror fragments should be used.
However, how could the phantom mirror of Jihui Island be shattered, and how could it appear on the snake demon?
Who is the man behind it?
Fei Fei seemed to hesitate for a while, and looked up to see Jiang Ye's curious and expectant eyes.
Only then could he say: "After the master disappeared, I found that the god veins in Tongxiu Village had turned into spirits, and had a sense of life. Later, I found out that it was stained with the blood of the master. Only then did he allow the snake demon to hurt people, and let the Taoist priests deceive people in the name of the ten witches of Lingshan."
Jiang Ye was surprised: "A divine vein is obsessed with obtaining the power of faith. Does it want to become a god?"
Philip shook his head: "I don't know."
"But I don't think that's a bad thing."
Thinking of the villagers thousands of years ago, Feifei gritted his teeth with hatred: "They are ungrateful, so I don't care about them, but Shenmai has the blood of the master. It is the half son of the master. I will definitely help my relatives or not!"
Yun Jian: "..."
Jiang Ye: "..."
"If it wasn't for the stinky snakes blinding you and catching you, I would definitely support them."
The kitten fell to the ground and turned into a human form, baring its teeth and claws and said, "What about the snake? I will definitely kill him and vent my anger on the master!"
"already dead."
The master stood in front of the temple gate with a calm expression.
Fei Fei was startled. Although the snake demon was not very capable, he was still a demon cultivator at the transformation stage, so he solved it in just a short while?
Looking at Yun Jian, who was tall and jade standing in front of the temple gate, Fei Fei became more and more confused. He couldn't tell the level of this person's cultivation level, and his aura of belonging to the master became stronger and stronger.
The man in white was standing by the door frame, his profile seemed to overlap with the memory of Philippe as a cub.
At that time, the owner saw that Philip was afraid of him, and his expression was very awkward.
The friend stood opposite the owner and laughed at the owner: "Why are you so fierce, the kittens are afraid of you."
The owner tried to pull the facial nerve, but couldn't laugh.
The figure in front of the cat flickered, and the friend jumped over him and jumped in front of the owner. He stretched out his hand and pinched the owner's face, piling up the muscles on his cheeks, revealing his white teeth. The picture was funny.
Fei Fei remembered that the master was stunned at the time, staring at his friend's face with nowhere to rest his eyes, as if he was dumbfounded.
The friend muttered, "Smile."
The master stared at his friend's eyes, against the light, those eyes that were almost sealed with ice and full of hostility finally showed a smile from the heart.
At that moment, Fei Fei's memory has never been forgotten.
This person's posture, gestures, gestures, and breath are all too similar to the owner, but the eyes are nothing like it.
The master used to be full of hatred and hostility, his eyes were full of frost, as if he could freeze to death at any time, but he gradually became gentle because of the arrival of his friends.
But the man in front of him with a pair of extremely lingering peach blossom eyes was full of lifeless lifelessness, as if he didn't care about anything and didn't care.
He must not understand the cicadas singing in summer, nor the sunset flowers in spring.
It will not be the master's!
Feifei shook his head to himself, shaking away the momentary intuition, and felt that Jiangye's temperament was more like the master's, very gentle.
"The matter here is not something you can solve, follow me back."
After Yun Jian finished speaking, he looked away and walked outside the temple.
He didn't intend to take care of these things at first, but it seemed that it did involve his memories from thousands of years ago. It's not interesting for him to live, so it's good to find something interesting to pass the time.
The premise is to send the night back first.
Just relying on his cultivation base, it doesn't matter if he is ineffective at times and ineffective at times, and he doesn't care if he uses his spiritual power indiscriminately. I'm afraid that one day it will backfire and he won't even know it.
Jiang Ye nodded fiercely, Master was right.
This time I was almost buried in the belly of a snake, it was too terrifying!
The world of cultivating immortals is really in danger, and his half-baked cultivation is really not enough.
What's more, Master doesn't intend to kill him now, otherwise why save him?
He'd better go back to Yunmiao Mountain to be safe.
Before stepping over the threshold and catching up with the master, he felt the ground shake for a while, and he staggered and fell down, feeling dizzy, the world turned upside down, and the roar sounded in his ears, violently as if he was about to Shattered eardrums.
"division……"
Before he could utter the words of asking for help in panic, the spine on the top of his head scraped against the wall with a bang, and fell straight towards him.
Pupils shrink!
He dodged in a hurry almost by instinct, and rolled a few times on the ground, but was still hit by the beam on his calf.
The pain seemed to be dull for a moment.
When he felt the pain, the roof of the temple seemed to have been collapsed suddenly by an earthquake, blocking the road around him, and he was trapped in the gap, completely cut off from the outside world. The pain was also burning like fire.
Before he could react, the pitch-black vines stretched out from nowhere, and instantly wrapped around his fingertips, which were just about to drive his spiritual power to save himself.
He found that his waist and limbs were entangled with thick or thin vines and tightly fixed.
Then, the vine on the left leg seemed to be alive, tore apart Jiang Ye's trouser leg, pierced directly into his wound, and sucked his blood like drinking water.
"boom--"
When Jiang Ye didn't know what to do, the surrounding ruins were wrapped in white silk, and the collapsed beams were forcibly lifted, and the silk was wrapped around the vines that sucked his blood, and suddenly tightened, smashing those monsters.
The light suddenly hit his eyes, and Jiangye saw the master standing in front of him against the light, as if he was a god.
Master's eyes shifted from his pale and bleeding face to his injured calf, and his brows frowned.
"you……"
He didn't finish his sentence, when suddenly the vines broke out from the ground and attacked with claws and claws. The master didn't expect that this thing could revive, and the vines coiled and attacked Jiang Ye.
Caught off guard, Master bumped into Jiang Ye's arms.
And behind the master, a raging flame ignited, instantly burning those dark and terrifying vines to ashes.
Master... saved him again.
Jiang Ye was stunned, and his legs didn't hurt so much. Instead, Master's cool body was pressed against him all of a sudden, the ground was too tight, Master's chin rested on his forehead, and with his neck sideways, his lips twitched. Touching the double-petalled red plum on the side of the master's neck, the whole person was dumbfounded.
That touch brought back the memory of his lips touching the master's lips not long ago.
It can only be said to be embarrassing and palpitating.
Across the chest, Master's heart beats so fast, his... even faster...
Jiang Ye held his breath, not daring to move.
One of the master's arms was propped by his side, and the other was wrapped around his waist, which was tightly fastened to the ground without leaving any gaps.
He couldn't hold his breath and began to breathe, the scorching breath sprayed on the red plum marks on Shizun's neck, and felt Shizun tremble suddenly against his body.
Startled at night, he held his breath again.
But I still remember that the breath of Master's whole body rushed into his nostrils just now, carrying the cold fragrance of lingmei on the cold snow field, and...a trace of blood?
The master's face was close at hand, a smear of blood spilled from those light-colored thin lips, dripping on Jiang Ye's eyelashes.
Jiang Ye was taken aback, "Master, you... what's wrong with you?"
"To shut up."
Master closed his eyes, his voice was a little weak.
As soon as Jiang Ye opened his mouth, his lips brushed against the sensitive red plum brand on his neck. He couldn't stand it, but he still suppressed his trembling.
Jiang Ye didn't dare to speak anymore, but he was still very worried.
Yun Jian slowed down, and a picture seemed to flash in his mind, fleeting, like a cloud that couldn't be grasped, or a grain of sand that couldn't be held firmly.
It seemed that two people were also in this temple, and one pushed the other down.
"You... what are you doing! Get up, you're pressing me down."
"Don't you like this?"
"Ah."
"Liar, you obviously... like it very much."
It was too short, Yun Jian really couldn't grasp any memory, as soon as he thought about it, those conversations disappeared instantly like being blown by the wind.
"Owner--"
Philip rushed to remove the collapsed beams blocking the road, and saw two people embracing among the ruins.
The master didn't press Jiang Ye's injured leg at such a critical moment. When Fei Fei saw Jiang Ye's bloody leg, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.
He yelled, and hurried over to help, cursing while tearing apart the remaining vines on Jiang Ye's limbs.
"The feng shui here is too bad! It's okay to raise those ungrateful ones. The white-eyed wolf spirit is really a wolf, ah, who gave it life, who gave it a chance? It's really... a kind of plant ! A plant plant plant! Humph..."
When Philip got agitated, he cursed endlessly.
When his claws accidentally caught a withered vine, the master suddenly gasped, feeling the pain in a muffled voice.
Looking at Master's increasingly pale face, Jiang Ye felt a little worried.
"Master...you..."
"fine."
Master's voice was very light, and he didn't even tremble, as if he was really fine.
But Jiang Ye felt that the body he touched was gradually getting cooler, and he had a bad feeling.
But before he could react, the master withdrew the hand holding his waist, wiped the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and stood up.
At that moment, Jiang Ye's eyes were stimulated by a piece of scarlet that kept dizzying and spreading.
The gorgeous red blooms on the white clothes, like a flower cup in full bloom, the mass of red is still spreading along the pattern of the clothes, in the center of the flower cup, there is a broken vine, which is as thick as a wrist, just like that. It pierced through Master's side waist, and the end was still dripping with blood.
Master walked steadily, as if he wanted to get out of the temple.
But he didn't have much strength, his hands holding the door frame were shaking, and his waist was in severe pain due to the straightening of the wound. He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to take another step, his eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.
"Master—"
The blurred sense of hearing makes the sound far away, and the long eyelashes cover the eyes, and the limping young man in front of him seems to overlap with a foggy picture in his memory again.
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