I, scum gong, never adore Master

"We Lived Together Again After a Peaceful Breakup" "[-] Ways to Play with Slag Gong"

With a sound of "Kang Dang--", the door was knocked open and hit the side of the wall, the hinges were loose and precarious.

The angry young man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, standing outside the door.

A pair of wolf-like eyes stared at the room, the eyeballs floated up, and the arrogance was extremely furious!

After seeing everything clearly, the buzzing sound in his head dissipated immediately.

He suddenly widened his eyes and stammered: "You...you are..."

Both people in the room looked up at him.

Bu Lingchen was standing neatly on the edge of the soft bed, one hand was stained with ointment, and the other was dangling in the air, holding the medicine bottle that was supposed to be held in his palm, but he was startled by the sudden loud noise and fell to the ground, shattering. Into a mess.

The master's clothes were open, and when he saw him coming in, he just frowned slightly, and closed the neckline indifferently, covering the hideous scars on his waist and abdomen.

The blood-stained gauze and bottles of ointment were placed on the side table.

Even if Jiang Ye got angry again, he could see it clearly.

What's the mess?

The voice just now was clearly that Bu Lingchen was administering medicine to Master!

An exasperated face froze immediately, and the color waste in his head was instantly dispersed like a cloud that was pushed away, and the embarrassment of social death slowly climbed up his face.

Jiang Ye felt dizzy, wishing to do it all over again, never to push that door open again, he should choose to open the window slit quietly and observe first.

just now……

Fei Fei, who was roughly thrown out of the door, walked in staggering on his short legs, rubbed against Jiang Ye's legs for no reason, and because of his confused mind, he staggered and fell on Jiang Ye's instep.

Jiang Ye picked up Feifei, rubbed it on the soft fur carelessly, and hung his head in embarrassment.

"I...I don't think it's appropriate to bring Feifei back to the Disciple Garden. It's better to let him live here with Master."

It's not that Jiang Ye is defenseless against Philip, but because Philip is just a mythical beast. Although it can be transformed into a human form, it can't cross species, right?

What's more, Feifei is so delicate and soft, and it is impossible to collide with the master...

Hey?

Why is he thinking so much?

The master ignored him, just gathered up the baggy skirt, and moved his peach eyes lightly to Bu Lingchen.

Bu Lingchen suddenly understood, raised his eyebrows, and pulled a cloth to wipe off the sticky fingertips.

"Then let your apprentice wait for you to apply the medicine. I am happy to relax and go back to sleep."

After saying that, he walked out of the water pavilion.

Master straightened his messy silver hair and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

"I send Philip..."

"Send Feifei?" The glazed beads in the master's peach sockets turned and swept across the crumbling wooden door, "So excited?"

Jiang Ye's hand that ran along the cat's fur in his arms didn't know how serious it was, and rubbed the cat, which hurt.

Bu Lingchen is a character not mentioned in the original text, and this person has such a close relationship with the master, and he is in such a fancy and meat-eating color text, it's hard for Jiang Ye not to think about it.

What if this Bu Lingchen is also one of the scumbags?

What if he also covets Master?

What if he just keeps his face and waits until the time is right to become a wolf?

Moreover, judging by Master's appearance, he has no defense against this person at all...

The worry in Ye's heart was written word by word on his face, making Master feel a little confused.

What are you worried about?

Concerned about his injury?

Forget it, give him a chance.

Master sighed, and said helplessly, "Come here."

Jiang Ye tremblingly walked over, and controlled his eyes not to glance at Master's disheveled skirt.

Master handed over a bottle of ointment, Tao Mou looked at Xing Yan: "Since he is gone, you can apply the medicine to me."

"what?"

Before he could react, Feifei woke up in a daze, took the medicine bottle and handed it to Jiang Ye very actively and consciously, then curled up in the soft corner by himself, sleeping obediently with his tail in his arms.

Just... so sensible that it hurts.

Master unbuttoned the front of his shirt, revealing his porcelain-white firm chest, and below that was his unhealed, even chapped, bloody waist and abdomen.

Jiang Ye held his breath, bit the bullet and leaned forward.

It's just to give the master medicine. It's not like he hasn't done it before. Why are you so nervous?

But the trembling hands were still uncontrollable, and occasionally the force of pressing down was a bit heavier, and the master's breathing would become slightly disordered, making him even more nervous.

He lowered his head, the soft hair on his head brushed the master's skin as if nothing, but he didn't notice it, and the master didn't remind him.

It took a lot of effort to apply Ye Jiang's ointment, and his head was already sweating.

I don't know where he mustered up the courage, seeing the frail body and pale face of the master, he felt even more pity in his heart, and he couldn't help revealing some words stuck in his throat.

"Master, I...I have a question to ask you."

Tao Mou looked at him, beckoning him to say.

"You...do you like Bu...uncle?"

Tao's eyes froze, feeling inexplicable and shocked.

Would Jiang Ye actually think that his synchronizing with Ling Chen was the kind of relationship?

Yun Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly realized that this apprentice who said he would no longer covet him would secretly think like that, and even worried that he would get along with others.

Is he jealous?

So... After all, this child still has impure thoughts about himself.

Anything to protect him, respect him, and be filial to him is just an excuse to cover up his heart.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid that he would hate his rebellious feelings, so he said such self-harming words.

It's just that they want to keep the weak mentorship between master and apprentice, which is better than nothing.

Yun Jian sighed, he is doomed to have no intentions for others, and it is impossible for him to respond to the little apprentice's thoughts after all.

Jiang Ye, maybe you are doing the right thing, otherwise it will only hurt you more.

Since he chose to remove himself, why bother to ask about his private affairs?

Yun Jianqu supported his forehead with his fingers, his peach eyes looked at Jiang Ye with interest, and his thin lips parted slightly: "What advice do you have?"

Every word is like thunder.

There was a thump in Jiang Ye's heart, as if a piece of his foot had collapsed, and his whole body was on the verge of falling.

He widened his eyes and swallowed, his eyes flustered.

"You...you really like Uncle Bu? Then...then you and him..."

The impact of this moment shocked him more than the movement he heard before he kicked open the door.

If it's just a physical relationship, the night will work hard to clear away all obstacles that covet the master, but what if the master is tempted?He can't beat mandarin ducks with a stick, can he?

"What about me and him?"

Master's voice was still cold, but the smile in his tone was like teasing a child, asking aggressively: "Do you think I can do that with anyone?"

"No no no! No!"

Jiang Ye flusteredly waved his hands again and again.

He was too afraid that the master would misunderstand him. If the master had him in his heart, he must have made up a lot of imagination. When he left, he would curl up with his knees in his arms and look at the sky, and lick his wound silently until dawn.

He panicked, the soft hair on his head was shaking violently, trembling.

Probably because the boy's reaction was too interesting, Yun Jian didn't intend to tell the truth, nor did he provide evidence for the boy's guess.

That's it, look at him.

Unexpectedly, after a burst of panic, the young man suddenly suppressed the emotion on his face, and his soft hair drooped instantly.

"Master, if you really like him... I don't mind if you find me a teacher's wife, in fact... Actually, I can also take care of the master."

The grievance that was deliberately hidden was revealed in the words, and it seemed to be a statement of determination.

Yun Jian: "..."

……

Jiang Ye didn't know how heavy his heart was when he walked out of the water pavilion.

He still wasn't sure whether his master liked Bu Lingchen, or whether he still couldn't forget him.

If it was the latter, he would have hurt Master's heart today.

But it's not all bad, at least I expressed my thoughts to Master.

He Jiang Ye only wanted to respect his master, and he only wanted to respect his master as he respected his own father.

Being a teacher for one day and being a father for life, he wished he could recognize his father on the spot!

Thinking about the existence of too many coveted masters in the original text, this is only in Shenyin Peak, if it is in Yunmiao or in the human world in the future, it will be too scary!

His mind is full of the frail appearance of Master injured, weak and unable to take care of himself.

If he is not strong enough, what is he talking about serving the master's side and protecting the moral integrity of the master?

But looking at his rookie cultivation, which is sometimes effective and sometimes ineffective, he sighed silently.

Hurrying down the mountain, he met Luo Yan who was sweeping the stone steps with a broom in his hand outside the disciple garden.

It was getting dark now, Luo Yan was a little dazed when he saw him for the first time, thinking that he had made a mistake, but when he got closer, he was surprised to find that it was indeed Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye was also very surprised. At this point in time, the other disciples had already rested. Why did Luo Yan always have so much work to do?

Luo Yan smiled at him: "I don't need to go to class or practice on weekdays, and I'm free when I'm free, just do more of my duties."

"What's the job? Every time I see you, there is endless work. Are they bullying you?" Jiang Yewei Luo Future Long Aotian said indignantly.

He grabbed the broom in his hand and threw it hard on the ground.

He added: "They are just bullying you, they are just jealous of your extraordinary talent, and they are afraid that you will surpass them in the future!"

It was the first time for a good-for-nothing who had lost his spiritual roots to hear someone say that he was "extraordinarily talented", and his heart trembled, and the sourness filled his heart like a gurgling spring.

But what's the use?

He is still just a disciple of the outer sect's handyman, he has no teacher under the name of any immortal, and he is not qualified to attend lectures, practice swords, or practice like others. He is just a useless wood that can no longer achieve anything.

It's only worthy of...sweeping and serving the seniors.

He tried his best to suppress the sourness, and still picked up the broom indifferently.

"It's late at night, since the little uncle is back, let's go back to rest earlier."

Turning the night eyes slightly, he looked around: "Shouldn't you be able to rest after sweeping these?"

Then he picked up another broom.

The young man smiled slyly, with dimples on his cheeks, and approached mysteriously: "I'll help you, don't refuse, I know they bully you, if they know that I'll help you, they will definitely do more to you, none of us will help you." Say, it's a secret."

As he spoke, his index finger made a silent gesture on his slightly moist lips, and he picked up the broom and began to sweep the fallen leaves all over the ground.

Luo Yan looked at him, dazed for a long time, and then murmured: "Okay, our... secret."

With the help of one more person, Luo Yan's mission was finally completed at the climax of the moon.

Jiang Ye spent almost all his life lying down in the hospital. He didn't do any physical work, and he couldn't straighten up after putting down the broom, but he was in a good mood and his body was much more comfortable due to exercise.

Now, he should be friends with Luo Future Long Aotianyan, right?

Thinking of the thigh he hugged, he smiled happily, and even hummed, a ditty came out of his lips.

On the way back, Luo Yan asked him: "Little uncle, you..."

"Hey, don't call me little uncle, we are friends, you can call me by my name like Wen Renyue."

"Okay... the night."

It seemed that these two words were a little hot on the lips, but Luo Yan felt inexplicably happy after saying them.

Luo Yan: "Little...Jiang Ye, you have gone and returned this time, are you planning to leave Yunmiao Mountain?"

"correct."

Jiang Ye was a little melancholy, "Only when I go out do I realize how dangerous and terrifying the outside world is. My cultivation level is not enough to fight, it's too good." He sighed, and continued: "It seems that I can't go down with salty fish. Yes, you have to practice hard."

After all, apart from self-protection, he has made up his mind to protect the master, and he must become stronger so that he can kill those scumbags who covet the master!

Jiang Ye clenched his fists secretly, looking at his new friend, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Even though Long Aotian is only ordinary for the time being, he will be amazing in the future!

Perhaps, he will have a solution?

"Student Xiaoyan, I have a question and I want to ask you."

"You said."

"This time I went out for a long time, and I found that the spiritual power in my body seems to be ineffective at times, even if I use it, it's strange..."

"What kind of weird method?"

"It's just..." Jiang Ye frowned: "If you can't control it all of a sudden, you will blow up a wall, but sometimes the squeezed spiritual power can only condense into a puddle of water, which is non-aggressive and can't control the direction." , I feel like I’m not working right now.”

As he spoke, he tried hard to squeeze out a stream of gurgling spring water from his fingertips, and rushed towards the flowers.

then……

With a "crash", I poured water on the flowers.

The soft hair on his head fell down instantly, and he helplessly spread his hands: "Look, if they ask you to water and fertilize the flowers and plants in the future, you can call me, and this skill will be useful in this regard. "

"Uh..." Luo Yan, who had witnessed everything, didn't know what to think, but felt that the spiritual power attacking the flowers was cute, not aggressive, but more like a healing spell.

But he was not easy to hit Jiang Ye, so he put down the broom: "How about I help you take a look?"

Jiang Ye frankly stretched out his wrist. On the slender wrist was a slightly beating light blue vein, and handed it to Luo Yan carelessly.

This behavior shocked Luo Yan. A monk's spiritual vein is the door of life for a monk. If it is controlled by someone with a heart, no matter how powerful the cultivation base is, they will not be able to break free from the shackles.

How could he, just be so careless and without connection... trust him?

Luo Yan rubbed his hands on the hem of his clothes to wipe the few dust, as if he was afraid of getting his wrist as white as snow dirty, so he rested his fingers on Jiang Ye's spiritual veins.

Different from Luoyang's hands that have been calloused from doing rough work all year round, Jiang Ye's skin is very delicate, but it is not the soft and delicate like a girl's, but wrapped in a layer of flexible texture, which is slender and yet powerful.

As soon as Luo Yan encountered this kind of touch, he froze on the spot for an instant.

Until Jiang Ye reminded: "How is it? Can I still be saved?"

Under the moonlight, the young man's bright eyes looked at him expectantly, before Luo Yan sank down and probed into his veins with a little spiritual power.

Fearing that the invasion of external spiritual power would hurt Jiang Ye, he only dared to grope a little bit to find the crux.

It seemed like a long time passed, and Jiang Ye's wrist was sore, Luo Yan opened his eyes and frowned to look at him.

Jiang Ye was startled: "What is your expression? Am I useless?"

Luo Yan hurriedly shook his head, for fear of scaring him: "No, there is no problem with your spiritual veins, and your cultivation base is still in the foundation building stage. The strange thing is that you said before that you blasted a wall at once, but your foundation cultivation base wants It is impossible to achieve that level, I guess your cultivation is more than this level."

Before Jiang Ye had time to be happy, Luo Yan said again: "But you could only condense a small stream of water just now, which is something that even a monk in the Qi training period can do. It's really strange... Your spirit veins are too strange."

"Is that so..." Jiang Ye's face was filled with disappointment.

"Does Xianzun know about your situation? What did he say?"

Jiang Ye shook his head limply. He said he wanted to protect the master, but now he let the seriously injured master worry about him, no matter how he thinks about it, he feels inappropriate, so let's not bother the master...

But when Luo Yan saw his troubled face, it had a different meaning.

It is said that the Immortal Master of Shenyin Peak didn't care about this cheap apprentice he took in. He was a master-student in name and gave him the title of "Little Master Uncle" respected by everyone. In fact, he didn't care about him and let him grow wildly.

Really poor.

It is no different from him, an outer disciple who has no master.

Thinking about it this way, the sense of sympathy and sympathy for each other suddenly narrowed the distance between the two of them.

Luo Yan comforted: "Don't worry, I'll think of a way. There are many strange books in the library in Yunmiao Mountain. Maybe there are descriptions of your symptoms, but..."

Jiang Ye's eyes lit up, and he looked up at him abruptly: "Just what?"

Luo Yan: "The Zangshu Pavilion is not something that ordinary disciples can enter, let alone an outer disciple like me who waits on the sanatorium. To enter it, you need a pass jade token."

"Passing Jade Card?"

Jiang Ye seemed to have an impression of this thing, so he took out the Qiankun bag, poked through it, and found three jade tablets of similar texture, spread them out in front of Luo Yan, and asked Luo Yan, "Are there any in it?"

The jade plaque piled up in the boy's palm seemed to be luminous, almost blinding Luo Yan's eyes.

If he read correctly, among the three jade tablets, the flawless one can freely enter and exit the sword mound, the one with a trace of red stripes can enter and exit the ancient secret realm on Yunmiao Mountain at will, and the last one is mediocre. Wuqi tied with a silver tassel is the pass order of Zangshu Pavilion.

Except for the sect master and Xianzun, even the other immortals of Xianfeng might not be able to possess these three jade cards at the same time.

The sword mound of high-grade spiritual swords; the best place full of treasures and suitable for experience - the ancient secret realm; and the collection of books, which is full of volumes and full of strange books...

If you can make good use of these resources, it will be difficult not to soar your cultivation base.

Luo Yan had to marvel: "Where did you get it?"

Jiang Ye scratched his hair and thought for a long time, thinking that it should be given to the original owner by the master.

"Given by the master."

Hearing this, Luo Yan began to frown again.

Didn't the Immortal Venerable not care about this apprentice?

What does it mean to not teach a disciple to practice, but toss all good things to him like a toy?

Before he could figure it out, Jiang Ye stuffed all the jade cards into his arms.

Jiang Ye: "If you don't know which piece it is, you can try one by one. Anyway, I'm stupid, and I can't even understand the most basic training manual, let alone those collections of books."

In Jiang Ye's eyes, the so-called Zangshu Pavilion that accommodates strange books is nothing more than a library.

He was lying on a hospital bed in his previous life, and at first he passed the time by reading, but gradually, he got tired of reading, and really didn't want to continue reading in this life.

But it is different for Long Aotian, Xiaoyan is a top student, he must love reading books, it will be good for him after reading, and he is not a prostitute.

So he said: "Go, you can also read more books you want to read along the way!"

Just as Luo Yan was about to refuse the three jade tokens because of their value, he was interrupted by Jiang Ye in advance, so he had no choice but to agree.

Due to working for Luo Yan last night, Jiang Ye, who lacked exercise, felt sore the next day. He lay on the bed and didn't want to get up. He turned a deaf ear to Wen Renyue's excited reaction to his return, let alone Xuan Ming's schoolwork threat up.

He really wanted to... be a salted fish.

However, I just swore to protect my master yesterday, how could I just give up like that!

With sleepy eyes, Jiang Ye was dragged to morning class by Wen Renyue in a daze.

Wen Renyue was not much better either, both of them had dark circles under their eyes.

Seeing Jiang Ye coming back last night, he was so excited that he even didn't sleep at all, and copied Jiang Ye's homework overnight, and Jiang Jiang didn't catch up with the omissions until dawn.

Elder Xuan Ming sat in front of him, stroking his long beard and reading his homework, sometimes nodding and smiling, sometimes frowning and shaking his head.

All the disciples in the hall held their breath, fearing that they would be called out and criticized for failing in their studies, so only Jiang Ye and Wen Renyue fell unconscious on their desks.

Suddenly, there was a "bang--".

Wen Renyue, who was sleeping soundly, was so frightened that she woke up instantly, and when she looked up, she saw Xuan Ming glaring at the two of them with beard blowing.

Xuan Ming was already old, and he was so angry that he slapped the table, as if he wanted to eat people.

He stared unkindly at the two of them, Wen Renyue was startled, and quickly poked Jiang Ye who fell asleep in a trance and fell asleep.

"Master, you...don't come here..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

Wen Renyue tried to push him again, but Xuan Ming glared at the two of them fiercely, "Let him continue to sleep, I'll invite him in person." As he spoke, he walked towards the two of them.

Xuan Ming's face was particularly gloomy, and the warm sun outside the window could not dispel the haze that filled the room.

There is no student in the world who is not afraid of the master, and there is no student who is not afraid of the teacher, except for those who sleep unconscious.

In the classroom, a pair of eyes swiped over, as if watching a good show.

Wen Renyue lamented: Brother, please be blessed, I can't save you.

Jiang Ye fell into a drowsy sleep, his dream was full of Master, and he hadn't dreamed of Master's vicious and bloodthirsty appearance for a long time.

But it still frightened him, Master stared straight at him with a pair of affectionate peach eyes, and his handsome face was very close, as if he could still feel Master's scorching breath spraying on his face...

He closed his eyes and didn't dare to look, but he couldn't continue to escape. He tried to open his eyes and told the master righteously: "I can't! I can't! I'm not a scum..."

"Scum? You also know that you are a scumbag?"

Waking up suddenly, an enlarged ravine face in front of him made him scream out of fear and jumped up suddenly.

Woohoo, it's clearly the handsome face of Master, how come it turned into an old face with loose skin and wrinkled flesh in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that this is warning him, what is a beauty with a dry bone?

No, although Master is old, he has been beautiful for a long time, and he will continue to be beautiful in the future!

Jiang Ye crossed his arms and hugged himself, his back pressed tightly against the wall, trembling, his almond eyes were wide open, and he looked at Xuan Ming in horror.

Elder Xuanming laughed, but his smile was scarier than not smiling: "Are you awake? Are you satisfied with your sleep? Do you want me to bring you a bed?"

Jiang Ye swallowed his saliva, saw Wen Renyue winking at him from the corner of the eye, and he suddenly realized that he was in the morning class.

They all said that he was the apprentice of Shenyin Peak Immortal Venerable, with a noble status, and others were polite when they saw him, so he also felt that Elder Xuanming was just a little ugly, and he should take good care of him.

He waved his hands without a sense of crisis, and said politely: "No, no, no need to be so polite, the desk can make do with sleeping."

"Hahaha……"

The surrounding disciples roared with laughter.

Jiang Ye was stunned, seeing Renyue's dejected and silent mourning face, and turning his head to see Xuanming's beard blown away with anger, only later did he realize that he had said something wrong.

"Elder Xuan Ming, don't be angry, I didn't mean that, I mean, if it doesn't work, I'll just go back to sleep, don't deliberately prepare a bed for me."

"Uh..." Xuan Ming's face darkened again.

Jiang Ye panicked, and changed his words again: "No, no, I didn't fall asleep in class on purpose, I..." He rolled his eyes, saw the paper clutched in Xuan Ming's hand, and immediately felt blessed.

"It's because I studied too hard last night and turned on the lamp until late at night. In order to study, I went to bed later than the dog and woke up earlier than the chicken, which led to my poor spirit. It really wasn't intentional!"

Xuan Ming's face was so dark that only his gray eyebrows and beard could be seen clearly, he threw the crumpled scroll of paper in his hand on the table with a "snap--".

"This is what you wrote until late at night with the lamp on? I didn't realize that your name is also Wen Renyue. Why don't you just change your name!"

Jiang Ye was taken aback, and looked down, the signature on the paper was actually Wen Renyue!

Two assignments from Wen Renyue...

Wen Renyue blushed, guilty of not daring to look at Jiang Ye, why did he even copy his name last night? !

A few days before Jiang Ye was still talking nonsense: "Go to hell with your homework!"

In the blink of an eye, the slap in the face came too suddenly, without any precaution.

The crow's mouth that Wen Renyue once said he couldn't leave has finally come true...

The result is obvious, Elder Xuanming has always been fair, he doesn't care what his status is when he punishes his disciples, and he just punishes according to the rules which great god is behind him.

After class.

Jiang Ye clutched his swollen and swollen palm, and breathed hard, his eyes were red, and tears were swirling inside, almost rolling down.

In his previous life, even if he couldn't finish his homework, failed the exam, and at most was taught by the teacher, he was used to it, and he was thick-skinned when he should be thick-skinned.

However, although……

How could there be corporal punishment in ancient times?

Wronged to death.

But when he thought that he was a peerless fierce one, he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and took back his tears.

You must not bow your head to such a small difficulty, otherwise how will you protect your master in the future?

Looking at Wen Renyue, who was holding her high and swollen palms, who was not much better than him, he felt quite apologetic.

He is thick-skinned and suffers the most skin injuries. Wen Renyue is different. He is a top student, and he can only be praised by the elders. How can he bear this kind of grievance...

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm the one who troubled you."

Wen Renyue's eyes were red, and she hugged her knees and sat on the stone pier with him, muttering, "It doesn't matter, who made it to you..."

After that, he said something that was almost indistinct, and Jiang Ye didn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." Wen Renyue shook her head.

"Huh? Why is it glowing?"

Jiang Ye rolled up his sleeves, and the ten or so silk threads wrapped around his wrists burst out with soft white light.

Wen Renyue: "Disciple Qi is bright, it's your master looking for you."

Master looking for him?

What are you looking for?

Could it be that after a night of sitting alone by the back of the fence, looking up at the moon sky, and licking the wound, she still feels uneasy, and wants to save him, and relive the mandarin dream with him?

Jiang Ye was a little apprehensive.

But Wen Renyue said: "You better go, or it will keep flashing."

Jiang Ye pulled down his sleeves and covered it: "This way you can't see it."

"Uh……"

"What if Xianzun is in a hurry to find you? Even if you don't respond, he will summon the little boy to look for you."

Jiang Ye: "..."

He still went to Shenyin Peak.

Master is already waiting for him at the water pavilion.

From afar, he saw Master leaning on the rattan chair in front of Youtan, his eyes closed lightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind.

But it is also possible that last night he had been thinking deeply about the entanglement between the two of them, so he just squinted for a while.

There was a rustle among the flowers, and a kitten with snow-white fur came out after a while, walked around the wicker chair of the master for a few laps, and then lay down under the hem of the master's clothes, rolling and licking its fur.

Licking the ground, he raised his big round eyes and faced General Ye, with a "Yiuuu", he ran towards him swiftly, plunged into Jiang Ye's arms, and began to "Yiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" with.

Just as Jiang Ye wanted to make a silence gesture to tell the cat not to disturb the master, he heard Fei Fei say, "He's not asleep."

Jiang Ye sighed: Yes, I must not be able to sleep.

Waiting for a man who broke up with him to end the relationship, how could he still be in the mood to sleep?

Seeing him coming, Shizun opened his peach eyes, stood up slightly, Zhi Yi sat sideways and looked at him, he caught a glimpse of him supporting the cat on the back of his hand, his palm facing down was red and swollen.

Thin lips parted slightly: "What's going on?"

It was a bit embarrassing to say Jiang Ye, but he told the truth.

The master got up, walked to him, hugged the cat to the wicker chair, and then held his wrist, the cool touch made Ye tremble with gratitude, as if an electric current had passed through his whole body.

The touch of his skin made him even more frightened.

But I saw that the master just brewed a wave of spiritual power, and in a flash, the spiritual power was like a cool mountain spring, leaking into the red and swollen palm.

Master asked: "Don't you like going to Xuan Ming's morning class?"

Jiang Ye nodded instinctively. He didn't say that he had enough lessons in his previous life, or that the master he met was very fierce, but he was a little scared just picking up the fact that he had to get up early every day.

The master's face was not obvious, but a smile flashed in his eyes: "If you don't want to go, I won't go. I will tell Xuan Ming tomorrow."

"what?"

He was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed excitedly. His round almond eyes almost turned into crescents, and two pear dimples appeared on the corners of his grinning lips. It was much more beautiful than the sullen and sighing look. It looked very... …sweet?

Yun Jian was amused by his strange feeling, and smiled along with him.

It's just that when he smiled, he was still cold and indifferent. Although the corners of his lips were raised, although there was emotion in his eyes, they were not strong.

"Thank you, Master!"

Yun Jian nodded: "If you don't want to go to morning class, you don't have to go to class, and if you don't want to practice, you don't have to practice."

Anyway, he has a lot of panacea, even if he doesn't practice, he can prolong his life, and it's not bad to keep him by his side as a pastime.

Unexpectedly, the young man frowned: "That's impossible!"

Seeing the teacher's peach eyes full of confusion, Jiang Ye smiled and said: "I just don't like morning classes, and I can't let go of other cultivation."

"Because..." The young man's eyes suddenly became sincere, as if he was swearing: "I promised to protect the master, if I don't practice hard, how can I beat those who covet the master in the future? ?”

Yun Jian was slightly taken aback.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he was surprised that he wanted to protect himself without shame, or was he confused why he was so sure that someone coveted him?

For thousands of years, how could there be anyone who was so overconfident that he dared to covet him?

The only one, that is, the little brat in front of me.

The young man wasn't talking nonsense, there was light in his eyes, flickering, telling him clearly——he wanted to protect him.

Yun Jian wanted to smile at his innocence, but he couldn't, instead his heart was astringent.

"How do you want to protect me?"

He just asked tentatively, and didn't expect the boy to answer.

Jiang Ye said sincerely: "Stay by Master's side, and don't let anyone climb on Master's bed."

Yun Jian: "..."

He overestimated him, it was not easy to hear more than three serious words from Jiang Ye's mouth, it should not be expected.

The master didn't continue this topic with him, for fear that the child would come out with some tiger and wolf words again.

"I called you here this time because I have something to tell you."

"I know."

"You know?" Yun Jian narrowed his eyes: "What do you know?"

"I just know!" Jiang Ye blushed and muffled, "Master must have not slept well last night."

Not really, it was just an invitation card sent by Jian Shichu, with only two pages, it was not enough for him to read through it all night.

Jiang Ye closed his eyes and said again: "Master can't think about that matter any more. If there is no good result, if Master still can't figure it out, the disciple would rather expel himself from the master's school than give the master a disciple. Increase worry!"

"Uh..." He seemed to understand.

Yun Jian raised the transformed scroll in his palm and slapped Jiang Ye on the head.

What the hell is going on in your head?

The soft hair on the top of the head was patted and bounced before returning to its original shape. Jiang Ye raised a pair of puzzled eyes and blinked in bewilderment like a puppy.

Yun Jian sighed and said, "The seven-year Xianmen disciple trial is about to start. This time, rookies from all sects will come to Yunmiao to participate in the trial. This time, Jian Shichu came to ask me, do you want to participate? I answered for you."

"what?"

Jiang Ye was shocked, and he didn't know whether it was because the topic changed too quickly, or it was too sudden to rush the duck to the shelves just after vowing to practice hard.

In short, the emotion in his eyes is like a palette of splashed ink, all the colors have been rotated over and over again, and the stunned emotion is still not suppressed.

Yun Jian: "You don't have to be afraid, it's just a disciple's trial, the strength is at the foundation establishment to the Nascent Soul stage, there will be no dangers that are difficult to control, winning or losing is not important, just take it as an experience."

Jiang Ye sighed: "Master, do you know what my cultivation is?"

Master: "Golden pill?"

Jiang Ye shook his head: "The last one is... Foundation Establishment."

Master: "..."

He paused: "Actually, the trial will start in half a month, and you still have time."

I signed up for him, and it is impossible to go back on my word.

Yun Jian suddenly felt that he was not very competent as a master in the local area, and he didn't even know the cultivation level of his disciples. Even if he was kept by his side as a toy, at least he had to be able to protect himself a little bit.

Otherwise, even if he can protect him normally, there is no guarantee that some uncontrollable accident will happen on the night of the full moon.

"How about it." Yun remonstrated: "From now on, you move to Shenyin Peak, and I will teach you, it will be faster."

"Didn't Master say that winning or losing is not important?"

"Indeed, but this time Zhong Lize is also among the disciples who signed up."

"Huh?" Jiang Ye's already aggrieved face became even uglier.

This incident really surprised Yun Jian, the whip he whipped, could he recover from being bedridden for three months?

But fearing that this person would spread his grievances on Jiang Ye, Yun Jian felt that he had to tell Jiang Ye something.

"Do you know that Feifei is already a divine beast in the transformation stage, why was he captured by Zhonglize, a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

As expected, Jiang Ye didn't know anything about it, his eyes widened blankly, and his face was still bitter.

"As the chief, he naturally piles up all the good resources on his body. If he doesn't have enough cultivation, he needs some divine weapons. The sky-weaving net he captured Philippe is a rare divine weapon. Not to mention the divine beasts in the stage of transforming gods, even if it's a catastrophe Expected, there is also a certain chance of losing."

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