I, scum gong, never adore Master

You just said I was defiled?Defiled by who?

The disciples who came to participate in the Immortal Gate Trial this time almost included rookies from the entire Immortal Cultivation World.

The trial once every seven years is one of the most important events in the cultivation life for many disciples, because only the disciples from the foundation establishment to the Nascent Soul stage are allowed to participate, if you miss this time, you may be over the limit due to your cultivation or age , no more chance.

Most of them came here for the first time, and even if there were a few who came to Yun Miao for the second time, they had never seen the Immortal Venerable from Shenyin Peak last time, and they had no idea that the Immortal Venerable would come.

A few disciples walked into the pavilion where the venerable Xianmen rested. Because of their good relationship with their masters and teachers, they also called each other brothers and sisters. When they met, there was always something to talk about. They were looking for a room to catch up on the old days. Go upstairs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the lock was opened, the door was pushed.

It was the silver-haired beauty who was leaning on the rocking chair by the window sill and sleeping lightly.

Everyone was stunned.

Qu Yifeng of Ling Huazong's eyes widened in astonishment.

He obviously asked for an empty room in the name of his master. There are so many guest rooms in Yunmiao Mountain, so it is impossible for them to share a room with others, right?

His companion's gasping sound was heard next to his ear, and he turned his gaze, and found a pair of eyes staring straight at the silver-haired young man who was lightly asleep in the wing room.

He gritted his teeth, and sneered in his heart: I really have never seen the world. When I saw a beauty, I couldn't walk, and my eyeballs almost fell out!

When he followed his companion's gaze and took a closer look, his breath stagnated.

His reaction was no better than that of his companions. He boasted that he had seen countless beauties, and he had never seen such otherworldly ones.

The silver-haired young man was leaning on the rocking chair, his long hair covering his shoulders.

Porcelain wrists were exposed from the snow-white cuffs, and the slender fingertips were slightly curved, propping up his temples, and he was sleeping lightly.

The light in the wing room was dim, only a sliver of skylight leaked from the cracks of the closed window lattice, projected on the young man's slender eyelashes, and cast a faint shadow on the jade-like cheeks.

Companion Qiao Xingyun couldn't help sighing: "Which school is this beauty?"

Zhao Lan blushed suddenly: "Will he be included in this trial? If we meet, I will admit defeat directly. If only I can make friends with this beauty, I will lose a hundred times in his hands Also willing."

Qu Yifeng coughed lightly, suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, frowned and spat at his companion: "You're blind!"

Several people muttered a few more words, their gazes were still on the silver-haired young man, and they couldn't move their eyes away.

Their voices were very low, as if they were afraid of waking up the light-sleeping beauty.

Beauty is beauty, but it is impossible for them to take advantage of others to break into the wing room, abruptly beauties, so they exit the room politely.

Just as Qu Yifeng closed the door, he heard a "bang bang".

Qiao Xingyun, who was standing beside him, suddenly fell straight upright, and then another companion was caught off guard and knocked on the head. He was better, so he didn't faint, but he wobbled and tugged at Qu Yifeng's arm to stabilize himself.

"you--"

"Why did you hit us?"

Following the line of sight of their companions, they realized that there was a boy in black behind them at some point.

The young man was panting, his face flushed, he gritted his teeth, and stared at them with wolf-like eyes, as if he hated them so much that he wanted to rush up and bite his neck off and suck blood.

He swung the leg of the table to hit them on the head again.

Qu Yifeng dragged his companion and turned around to escape, but was caught off guard and was hit in the arm.

No matter how good-tempered he is, he couldn't help but frowned and said angrily: "What's the matter with you? You got into a fight for no reason. Did we provoke you?"

"Which sect do you belong to? Where did you learn from? Did no one teach you how to write the word "education"? You look like a mad dog!"

A companion helped the fainted Qiao Xingyun up, with angry eyes.

"Exactly! You knocked me out, Senior Brother Qiao, so you must give me an explanation!"

Jiang Ye was really dizzy with anger, he didn't care to listen to what they said, he just felt his head buzzing, when he heard "Senior Brother Qiao" for a while, he glanced over fiercely, his eyes were almost bloodshot, the eyeballs floated up, and the whites of the eyes appeared, Wolves are generally fierce.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became gloomy: "Senior Brother Qiao? Qiao Xingyun? How dare you?!"

These words were almost crushed between his teeth.

He almost forgot about these scumbag cannon fodder that appeared in the original text, but Zhong Lize's unhurried voice could be heard in his ears, signing up one by one.

These names gradually coincided with the pictures in memory.

He was terrified and hated.

As the scumbag who hurt Master the most in the original text, he has changed his past and never touched Master. How can these people match up with Master, and how dare they covet him? !

The more I think about it, the more I hate it, and the more I hate it, the more crazy I become.

Grit your silver teeth.

His hand tightened again on the table leg he was holding in his palm, and he lifted it up suddenly, about to smash it over.

After these people experienced the initial stupefaction, they would never fail to fight back, squeezing out spiritual power from their spiritual veins one by one.

But at the moment before the raised table leg and the spiritual power brought up by several people collided, it suddenly stopped.

A familiar voice came from the room next to the door.

"Jiangye, come in."

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, most of the hostility in his body seemed to have been vented in an instant, but the scarlet color of worry and resentment was still in his eyes.

He pushed away the few people blocking the door and rushed into the room.

"Master, how are you doing?"

He was too anxious, and regretted rushing in, and stretched out his hand to block himself, for fear of seeing the embarrassment and humiliation of the master after being desecrated.

Thinking of this made him even more angry.

Master's cool and somewhat hoarse voice came: "Come here."

Throat so hoarse?

Just in the end...

Jiang Ye couldn't control the random speculation in his head.

He was too scared, too terrified!

Seeing those people withdrawing from the master's room, he felt that what should have happened had already happened. He even tried his best to suppress his anger. The good teacher was not so sad and embarrassed, and he even wrote down how to comfort the master Drafted.

He restrained his trembling legs from anger, and slowly moved towards the master step by step.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look, for fear that the messy appearance would hit his eyes, making him unable to control his desire to kill those grandchildren.

And... that bastard Zhong Lize!

He will definitely find a chance to kill Zhong Lize in the future!

The origin of too many tragedies in the original text is the fuse of this gentle scum point!

It wasn't until the master's snow-white clothes and cloud boots appeared in front of his eyes that he took a deep breath and stopped on the spot.

"Master."

Suddenly there was a cry of grievance in the boy's voice.

"sorry."

What are you sorry for?

Seeing the young man lower his head, as if holding back something, Yun Jian was very confused.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have left you here alone, otherwise...they wouldn't have come in either."

"Uh..." Those children did push open the door, but they just took the wrong key and didn't come in at all. Yun Jian didn't like to greet people, so he pretended not to wake up and waited for them to go out.

But, this doesn't make Jiang Ye angrily want to fight with others, does it?

Those disciples were all higher than Jiang Ye, if they fought, Jiang Ye would still suffer.

Yun Jian remained silent.

Jiang Ye was greatly insulted as a master, so he felt uncomfortable and kept silent.

Master has gone through such a thing, if there is no one to comfort, I am afraid it will be very painful, right?

But I have let Master be humiliated, will Master believe his sincerity?Will you believe that he is really here to comfort him, not to add insult to injury?

Jiang Ye didn't know, his mind was in a mess.

The room was too quiet, and the almost inaudible sigh of the master broke into Jiang Ye's ears.

Jiang Ye could no longer keep calm, he suddenly squatted down, leaned in front of Yun Jian, and held his cold hand.

With a choked voice, he said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you here alone. If I guarded you, you wouldn't be tainted by their intrusion."

"Uh..." Jiang Ye's hand trembled.

However, he thought that Master was poked in pain and it was unbearable, instead he held Master's hand even tighter, trying to use his own warmth to heat him up, murmuring softly to coax him.

"Master, don't be afraid, this kind of thing won't happen in the future, I... I will work hard to cultivate, and I will stay by your side every step of the way, and I won't let you go through such a thing again!"

"Uh..." Yun Jian stopped talking. I'm afraid that even a tiny movement of his could cause the young man's brains to go crazy.

He knew that Jiang Ye was always thinking wildly, his mind was full of things, and he couldn't figure out any of them, and every lie he uttered would cause ripples in his calm emotions.

But... I didn't expect it to be so outrageous!

Did he actually think that he was defiled by those disciples?

The young man's blood was boiling hot, and his palms were extremely hot, as if they could also simmer the cold blood all over his body.

Yun Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Jiang Ye, look up at me."

"No, no, no!" The boy shook his head fiercely.

It is not suitable for anyone to see Shizun's embarrassed appearance now, because everyone has self-esteem, let alone a god like Shizun standing in the clouds.

Such humiliation, such embarrassment, has been recalled by Ye Nao a hundred times, but he really doesn't want to see it again in reality.

It is cruel that the flames turn into embers, the flowers leave the branches, and the beauty is fragile.

Suddenly, his jaw dropped, and he wrapped his hand around, lifting his chin, forcing him to raise his eyes to look at the master in front of him.

He subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but was stopped by Master's cold voice: "Don't hide."

Jiang Ye swallowed his saliva, and finally met Master's beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Those eyes are like bubbling spring springs, in the dark room, only a cluster of skylight shines on them, making the glazed beads in the peach sockets almost transparent.

Bright and holy.

Master said: "You just said that I was defiled? By whom?"

The master sat there, holding Jiang Ye with one hand, pinching his chin with the other, leaning over to look at him with downcast eyes.

While speaking, the breath scattered on the young man's cheek intentionally or unintentionally, forming a hazy mist in the light.

Clearly dressed neatly, not causing dust, standing on the cloud, standing on the top of the snow.

Where is the appearance of being touched and defiled?

Jiang Ye was completely dumbfounded, he was so frightened by his own guessing that he hadn't recovered from it at all, and now seeing Master smiling at him, he was even more confused.

His face blushed suddenly, and he had an epiphany after realizing it.

He...was he thinking wrong again?

"No...it's okay..."

He didn't know whether he was glad that Master was safe, or he was annoyed that he died again, but he couldn't do it in embarrassment. He wanted to lower his head and use his forehead to block it, but Master pinched his chin and couldn't escape.

The panic dissipated, a pair of almond eyes were wet, and they blinked a few times like puppies.

Seeing him like this, Yun Jian found it interesting, so he leaned closer and asked, "Why don't you talk? Do you... think I've been defiled by someone?"

Probably just woke up from Qianmei, Master's voice was lazy and hoarse, not as indifferent as usual, but a bit playful.

It was as if telling him brightly: only you have defiled the master, no one else, do you have the nerve to speak so righteously?

Jiang Ye was really embarrassed by his own speculation, how could he say such words that made him die again.

He bit his lip and refused to say anything.

The little apprentice is clearly so thin-skinned that he turns red when he is embarrassed, but there are a lot of unsightly thoughts in his head, and he always feels that his master is weak and cannot take care of himself, and will be poisoned by others.

Yun Jian didn't know what to say, he rubbed his fingertips against the smooth chin of the young man, the temperature there was higher than the palm of his hand.

It feels... nice.

Afraid of teasing him any further, the boy should feel ashamed until he faints.

Yun Jian mercifully let him go, let go of his hands and stood up, the hands behind his back were still warm, and his fingertips rubbed a few times imperceptibly.

Jiang Ye's voice was like a mosquito: "I'm just worried about Master."

Sure enough.

Yun Jian smiled from the bottom of his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

This little apprentice thought that he had an affair with himself, and when he thought that others had defiled him, he would have such a violent reaction.

Yun Jian didn't know whether he should be relieved by the sincerity of his heart to protect him, or helpless because of the misunderstandings in his head.

Even though Jiang Ye was so embarrassed, Yun Jian didn't think much about explaining the cause and effect.

The peach eyes moved over lightly, the little apprentice buried his embarrassed face behind his forehead, the soft hair on his head betrayed his master, trembling slightly.

Yun Jian suddenly smiled and said, "Well, I see, I know that you... care about me."

The cold ending slowed down the speed, adding a touch of banter.

Sure enough, the little apprentice lowered his head even lower.

He didn't really intend to embarrass him, so he opened his thin lips lightly and said, "How do you know someone entered my room?"

Yun Jian always thought it was an accident, thinking that they had gone wrong, but seeing Jiang Ye rushing towards him angrily carrying the table legs, he probably knew something long ago, and it was not accidental.

Jiang Ye was nervous, and when the subject changed, the embarrassment on his face almost dissipated, leaving only enthusiasm.

He frowned and said angrily: "It's Zhong Lize! He said they wanted to do something wrong to you!"

Zhong Lize's hint was true, but the "misconduct" was made up by Ye Brain.

Jiang Ye was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly, so he just gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "One day, I will teach him a lesson, it's too much! He even lied to me!"

Master's face was half hidden in the darkness, his expression unpredictable.

He raised his hand and pushed open the window lattice, and the room suddenly became much brighter.

The master leaned against the window, staring at the chief who greeted and sent downstairs, the chief with a humble smile narrowed his peach eyes slightly.

The people downstairs seemed to have sensed it, and as soon as they raised their heads and swept over, they bumped into the fairy's peach eyes as cold as a cold lake.

Zhong Lize trembled all over, his face stiffened suddenly, but the calmness he had trained for many years made him swallow this depression.

Xindao: He just told Jiang Ye that those people went upstairs, maybe to visit the Immortal Venerable, but he didn't say anything else.There were many people around, and they all heard his indisputable words, they were all his witnesses, so there was no need for him to panic.

No matter what kind of behavior Jiang Ye did, it was because of his overthinking and impulsiveness, so what does it have to do with him, Zhong Lize?

"What's going on here? What happened to Xingyun?"

"Beat someone! Someone beat someone! Brother Qiao was knocked out."

"Master, please help him to see if there is anything wrong!"

In front of the trial ground, the first floor was extremely flustered and the voices of people were chaotic. The disciples who entered Yun Jian's room by mistake just now staggered out carrying the unconscious Qiao Xingyun.

The complexions of the teachers who were still talking and laughing at Yanyan just now changed, and they hurried over.

The doctor checked his pulse and said: "He's not seriously injured, just fainted, but his brain is in chaos. He needs to stay in bed for a few days to recuperate. I'm afraid he will miss this fairy gate trial."

Qiao Xingyun's master gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Who the hell? Who hurt my beloved apprentice?"

The trial is imminent. Although the boy whose arm was injured by a table leg will not be unable to participate in the trial, his grades will definitely be affected. He looked at the opened window upstairs unwillingly, and pointed to the general who poked his head out. night.

"It's him! He's the one who hurt Senior Brother Qiao indiscriminately!"

Only then did Zhong Lize, who pretended to come forward to comfort everyone, heaved a sigh of relief and became happier.

In any case, the purpose was achieved.

He hid from the bottom of his heart, and still didn't forget to play, and frowned, wondering: "How could it be the little uncle? Although the little uncle is usually a little unruly and loose, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing in order to eliminate dissidents in the trial." ah."

Upstairs listened to Zhong Lize's words and remonstrated: "..."

I didn't understand after a whip or something?Lesson learned?

He stopped Jiang Ye who was bluffing, his head was smoking with anger, and he wanted to rush down to beat someone up.

Jiang Ye was still rolling up his sleeves, stopped his legs, raised a pair of dazed almond eyes, and looked at Master in puzzlement.

The master hung down his sleeves and gently adjusted his sleeves before he said slowly, "You want to protect me?"

Jiang Ye blushed, and nodded "Yes".

Master: "In the future, I will come this time."

The author says:

I would like to ask: One night in the "Peerless Mengyi", who is most afraid of social death, wandering on the verge of social death every day, how does he survive?

A certain night, who did not want to be named, replied: ... a lifetime will be very fast.