I, scum gong, never adore Master

Master said suddenly with a hoarse voice: "Kiss me"

The master was clearly still at Shenyin Peak, Jiang Ye couldn't believe that the person in front of him who was manipulating the vines and killing bloodthirsty could be the master.

But the eyebrows and eyes, which were no different from those of the master, made him in a trance.

Regardless of his cousin's obstruction, he walked towards the white clothes on the eaves against the wind, but before he reached the front, he was dazzled by a golden light in front of him.

Huge fishing nets overwhelmingly attacked "Master".

"Master" didn't seem to care at all.

The peach eyes mixed with crimson shattered light were darting around in the crowd, and because they had spotted the target, they burst into a grim smile.

Manipulating the vines drawn from the cloud sleeves, wrapped around someone's legs and feet again, lifted them up in the air, and fell down heavily again!

Immediately afterwards, the shining golden net covered the head and trapped the "Master" in it.

He didn't resist, and immediately let himself be captured like a puppet.

The man in gray who was controlling the golden net covered his hands behind his back, fell from mid-air, and threw the net bag to disciple Cangwu on the street.

Seeing that they seemed to be prepared, Jiang Ye brought a cage made of black iron, stuffed the "Master" in the golden net into it, and carried it away again.

"Master"'s scarlet eyes suddenly looked like dizzy ink, and his peach pupils became hollow and absent-minded, as if they were being slaughtered, and they no longer had the ruthless energy just now.

Across the high pavilion and the cage, those peach eyes suddenly lifted up, staring straight at Jiang Ye.

Although the expression is light, the eyes are gentle and tender.

Jiang Ye's heart trembled, and just as he was about to catch up and ask for clarification, the man in gray grabbed his shoulders.

"When did Young Master Biao come back? The city lord doesn't seem to have received the news."

Squinting eyes is generally not simple, especially plain-looking and plainly dressed, most of them are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

Jiang Ye only glanced at him, and had a preliminary impression.

From the title of him, it can be concluded that this person is from the city lord's mansion, and he is also a confidant of the lord of the monarch.

Seeing "Master" being stuffed into an iron cage and carried away, even though Jiang Ye knew that it was probably not Shizun, he still jumped up and down in a hurry, and was about to chase after him, but the man in gray grabbed his wrist again.

"Master Biao, don't worry, they are also going back to the City Lord's Mansion."

The man in gray squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Ye's attire with a half-smile. The pink thin shirt had long been soaked by rain and stuck to his body wetly, outlining the boy's narrow waist and thin shoulders. Jiang Ye didn't notice it himself.

"Master Biao, go back with me, first change out of this clothes, and then go to see the city lord."

What he said was in a negotiating tone, but the hand on Jiang Ye's shoulder was secretly exerting force, almost forcing Jiang Ye to follow him.

After the initial panic was digested, Jiang Ye saw that the direction those people were dragging the iron cage to leave was indeed the city lord's mansion. No matter what, it was the same goal by different routes, so he stopped struggling and followed the gray-clothed man back.

Worried about the master, and kept thinking about why the evil spirits that appeared looked exactly like the master.

He didn't pay attention to the thoughtful gaze of the man in gray on him along the way.

It wasn't until he stepped into the gate of the City Lord's Mansion that he remembered in a daze that he was not the original owner, and all his understanding of the worldview and characters came from a meat-eating literature that had no logic at all.

If he really happened to meet his cheap uncle and Bai Ge's cousin, would he have to pretend to have amnesia to hide the truth that this shell has changed into a soul?

But he was thinking too much.

Today is the day when all the immortal sects meet in Cangwu, and because of the evil spirits that suddenly appeared in Cangwu City, everyone was rushed to the front hall, no one cared about him, the cousin who had been away for many years.

When those cousins ​​saw the man in gray, they just nodded and walked away.

It was as if he didn't even see Jiang Ye standing on one side.

The man in gray was not as nervous as the others, he leisurely took Jiang Ye to the backyard where "Master Biao" once lived to change his clothes.

As soon as he entered the backyard, he saw a group of people pushing his muddy cousin into the small courtyard.

The man in gray squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Master Tong is being mischievous again, this time he has offended the city lord, and he will probably be imprisoned for a few days."

It seems that he was not expelled from the city lord's mansion, nor was it too miserable.

Jiang Ye's mind is full of Master, and he doesn't bother to care about these trivial matters of his uncle's family.

He was brought to his own yard, and he said to the man in gray: "Go and do your work first, I... rest for a while."

The man in gray smiled without saying a word, nodded and turned around to leave.

How could Jiang Ye be in the mood to change clothes slowly? Not long after the gray-clothed man left, he stalked to the front hall along the way he came.

Seeing that the cage containing "Master" was being carried in, among the monks from various immortal sects who came to meet, besides the people from Yunmiaoshan, there were also those unlucky ones who had been beaten up by Jiang Yeyi table leg fat before.

Jiang Ye hurriedly took out the pink veil he disliked from his arms, and covered his face.

He also touched the little head of the white bird in his arms comfortingly: "Don't expose me by making a sound later, oh, by the way, you don't coo, it's good to be quiet, keep it up!"

Shiratori: "..."

Put the night in the crowd.

There are many female cultivators in these fairy sects dressed like flowers and butterflies. He shrank his head, lowered his back, and blended in, which was not very conspicuous.

The girl whose shoulders were squeezed frowned: "This younger sister looks unfamiliar."

Jiang Ye squeezed his throat: "I'm new here, my sister hasn't seen me before."

The white bird who hears everything: "..."

"Your throat is uncomfortable?" The girl wanted to ask again, but she was attracted by the crying in front of the hall.

This time, everyone was staring at the center of the lively hall, and no one had the time to pay attention to him.

The middle-aged man was crying out of grief, carrying a limp and out-of-shape young man on his back, he staggered to the front of the hall and carefully put down the man on his back.

He stared fiercely at the iron cage with his eyes tearing apart, and raised his palm to attack the quiet and silent person in the cage, but was attacked by a palm wind.

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at the person who blocked him: "What does City Lord Jun mean?"

City Lord Jun's mood was extremely stable, and he said slowly: "Before the matter is investigated clearly, we must keep alive."

"This bastard, he killed my direct disciple!"

"I can understand your mood, but you must not lose your clues because of impulsiveness." City Lord Jun's complexion did not change, he said understanding on his mouth, but his eyes were full of indifference.

The Lord Jun glanced at the corpse lying on the ground.

The deformed neck and wrists were covered with blood stasis twisted by vines, and the bones all over the body were broken. The body was still intact, but it looked like a pool of soft flesh, wrinkled on the ground, which looked very scary .

When everyone saw this sadistic technique, they didn't need to guess that it was done by the evil spirit who manipulated the vines.

All of a sudden, sympathetic eyes fell on the middle-aged man with tears in his eyes.

City Lord Jun asked in a deep voice, "What did he do before he died?"

"What did you do?" The middle-aged man hadn't recovered from the grief of losing his beloved disciple, and he said angrily, "Although my disciple is not a genius, he is kind-hearted and never does evil, what can he do? It’s nothing more than going to the temples in each city to pray for the dead souls because of faith on the way here.”

As soon as the word "temple" came out, discussions started in the hall that had not been quiet for a while.

"A few months ago, that demon was still like a mandrill, occasionally going down the mountain to harass the villages along the mountain, but no one was killed, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"At that time, it was still in human form, without a shell, but now somehow, it has turned into... such a form."

Everyone looked at the rough black cage, the white clothes of the man inside were all stained by the paint ash of the cage, but because that face was too holy, they didn't look embarrassed at all.

Yaoxie, who had been dull and silent all this time, felt the wanton scrutiny.

He raised his long eyelashes, revealing his dark eyes in peach sockets, and looked into the crowd.

To the astonishment of everyone, those eyes were not at all bloody and fierce as when they attacked the city residents just now, but instead were as gentle as spring springs and lingering like April wind.

They didn't know that these eyes were looking at a person through the crowd.

Jiang Ye was seen inexplicably.

Instinctively, there was a soreness in my heart, and I felt anxious and uncomfortable, but I couldn't tell the reason.

If it hadn't been for witnessing this demon slaughtering civilians with his own eyes, if it hadn't been for Jiang Ye's determination that Master hadn't come down from Shenyin Peak...

He is afraid that he will fall into this confusion and be bewitched by evil spirits.

There are many ghosts and monsters in the mountains, and monsters and monsters are designed to confuse people.

Jiang Ye glanced away, afraid that he would fall into those irresistible peach eyes.

But it is useless for him to be sure that this evil spirit is not a master.

Others don't think so. Many people have seen the appearance of the Immortal Venerable from Shenyin Peak during the Immortal Sect Disciple Trial held in Yunmiao Mountain last year.

It really is exactly the same as this evil sycophant in front of me!

Despite the nuances, that face is simply impossible to concoct.

Someone said: "It has been checked, that face is not disguised, or made with the help of illusion, this evil spirit is born like this."

"Ah?" The listener was surprised: "How can it be so similar?"

Someone whispered: "Could it be that Xianzun has some kind of brother..."

"nonsense!"

The people in Yunmiao Mountain couldn't stand it any longer. After all, it was their own immortal who was being talked about, so they had a bad reputation for Yunmiao.

"The Immortal Venerable is a human being, and this demon is obviously not human. How is that possible?"

"Is he really human? His cultivation reached the Mahayana stage 1000 years ago, and he hasn't ascended to the ascension for 1000 years. How can it be possible for a person raised by his parents to survive 1000 years in the world?"

As soon as these words were chattered, Jiang Ye listened to them and his forehead became angry.

He kept his sense, although he really wanted to justify his master's name, but he could only grit his teeth and hate him.

He murmured in a low voice: "What's wrong with Master not aging? You are just jealous of my Master's beauty like a flower! My Master has only been beautiful for a long time, only 1000 years old. You people are really jealous of his cultivation. Jealous of his good looks! This kind of outrageous speculation can overwhelm you!"

His voice was buried in those muffled chatter, but except for himself and the bird in his arms, no one could hear what he said.

When there are too many people, the conversation will be mixed. As long as someone brings it indiscriminately, the topic will always go off the rails.

City Lord Jun clenched his fists to his lips and coughed lightly. After the audience became quiet, he spoke calmly: "Cangwu City has helped countless refugees recently, and I have also learned some clues from them."

"The appearance of evil spirits is not random. Judging from the 29 cities and [-] villages that were attacked, these places of death have a common feature, that is-the people's belief in the Protoss is high, and the most severely destroyed cities It is a temple in each city, and the casualties are generally concentrated on the believers."

The more pious, the more tragic the way of death.

It can be seen from this that the unlucky disciple who was lying on the ground with a stiff body at the moment was a pious disciple of God at first glance.

The teacher of the deceased was dumbfounded in astonishment, before his grief dissipated, he lay down on the disciple's body and cried loudly.

"Why do you say you are doing this? What god do you believe in? You, did your god save you when you were in such an innocent disaster? The evil spirit killed you in front of the god's golden body, and the compassionate statue didn't look down You."

Everyone: "..."

This pair of master and apprentice came from a small sect, and after the death of the only apprentice they could count on, the teacher also felt that life was boring, and even began to yell at "the gods are hypocritical".

Lord Jun frowned and arranged for the general to cry so hard that he almost fainted, and the delirious man helped him down to rest.

In this weird atmosphere, everyone was quite silent, but they all seemed to be thinking about the same thing.

Jiang Ye also thought about something from these words.

The evil spirit specifically chose to harm the devout believers of the Protoss, and even destroyed the temple provocatively, but no gods came to rescue these devout believers, and they died in despair in front of the god statues.

The purpose of the demons seems to be...to make those believers dare not believe in God, and also despise God to die!

Someone suddenly said: "Is the purpose of the evil spirits to destroy faith? From believing in God to resenting God!"

No one refuted it, apparently acquiescing to this point of view.

But everyone present is a cultivator of immortality. Which cultivator of immortality does not aspire to ascend to the top of the world, and become immortal from now on?

Rather than saying that they believe in gods, it is better to say that they are yearning and envious.

Even... flattery.

"What kind of purpose? To destroy faith, could it be..." The expression of the person who spoke changed, and anxiety surged.

At this moment, the evil spirit imprisoned in the black iron cage suddenly let out a deep and hoarse laughter.

With the same face as his master, he smiled wantonly, his shoulders trembled, but a pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly flowed dark green juice.

City Lord Jun's expression changed, and he suddenly said, "Fengyi! Hurry up!"

The gray-clothed man suddenly appeared at some unknown time.

He threw off the golden net in his sleeve, and swung around the Yaoxie in the cage, but it was still too late, as if there was a stream of air condensed into substance before him, it turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated in place.

The evil spirit in the cage suddenly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The man in gray named Feng Yi frowned and said, "This is already the seventh time."

The clues were interrupted, and the rest were meaningless speculations. This time, the discussion was interrupted, and everyone was lured into the guest room by the servants of the City Lord's Mansion.

But in private, what they said, they heard Ye every word, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Most people still feel that this matter has something to do with Master.

They have no evidence, they are all based on speculation, just because of Yaoxie's face.

The master lived alone in Shenyin Peak all year round, never went down the mountain, and he didn't have any believers or fans to refute his rumors, and he didn't have any great achievements in slaying demons.

Therefore, the rumors became more and more rampant.

Jiang Ye didn't go back to the small courtyard, but mixed with the disciples carrying the cage to the vicinity of the dungeon.

Hidden figure, secretly watching.

When it was late at night, the disciple guarding the prison door seemed to be dozing off frequently, and Jiang Ye took advantage of it in a short while.

Although Jiang Ye wondered that they were disciples of the Immortal Sect after all, and they shouldn't be negligent on such an important matter, he also considered whether it might be some kind of conspiracy to invite you into the urn.

But still refused to let go of this opportunity.

Take the opportunity to sneak into the dungeon.

The dungeon was very dark, there was not even a single lamp, only a few faint scarlet lights could be seen.

He took out a spirit bead for lighting from the Qiankun bag.

In an instant, the empty cell was half-lit.

Looking up, the whole person was dumbfounded.

Several pairs of red eyes stared straight at him, and when they saw him, they withdrew their cruelty, and gentleness gradually emerged from those identical peach eyes.

The seven pairs of pupils seemed to be copied and engraved, and they dazzled Jiang Ye's eyes.

He thought he was dazzled, rubbed it hard a few times, his almond pupils turned red, and when he opened his eyes again, the seven pairs of eyes and seven white shadows in front of him were still in front of him.

There are seven "masters"!

With the same face as the master, looking at him with the same eyes as the master.

Jiang Ye was stunned, his bones were filled with coldness, the two were fighting, and he wished he could turn around and run away immediately.

The sound of guard disciples changing shifts came from outside the cell door.

The newcomer was full of energy and scolded the other party for being lazy and sleeping.

The disciple who guarded the prison door with all his energy, at least has the perfect cultivation of Jindan, and there are more than one. It is impossible for Jiang Ye to want to leave, and he feels that everyone is coming. We must find out what is going on .

He took a deep breath, suppressing the embarrassment in his heart.

Forced his trembling pupils to scan these identical faces.

"You, you... what the hell are you?"

He tentatively lowered his voice and asked softly.

Even though he tried his best to suppress the fear, his voice was still trembling, and he couldn't help but hold the white bird in his arms tightly through the skirt of his clothes, sucking the warmth from its body, trying to dispel the fear in vain.

He was so scared, but still stubbornly wanted to find out the truth.

One of the "masters" stood up from the corner and walked towards Jiang Ye step by step.

The way that person strolled in the courtyard looked very much like a master.

Although he was in prison, he was calm and unhurried, with a remarkable temperament, but before he took a few steps, his ankles seemed to be tied by some invisible chains, and he could no longer move his legs.

"Master" frowned, a little displeased, then raised his head to look at Jiang Ye, with infinite tenderness in his eyes.

He waved to Jiang Ye, and said in the same deep voice as his master, "Come here."

"Uh..." Jiang Ye couldn't pass, he knew it very well.

Looking down at the golden halo flowing on the ankle of "Master", it became clear.

As long as he doesn't get close, in fact, this evil spirit can't do anything to him.

Behind the standing "Master", there are six "Masters" leaning against the wall wearily, all looking at him.

And the "Master" who was trying to approach him refused to give up, still pulling his ankles to approach him.

The ankle was bloodied by the golden light, and dark green juice dripped out. He seemed to feel no pain, and he still looked at Jiang Ye with those peach blossom eyes.

It is very similar to Master's eyes, but not too similar.

Master's eyes are gentle, sometimes cold, like a hazy layer of tulle, making it hard to see through.

But the peach blossom eyes in front of me are gentle and tender, as if the warm sun in winter has melted the ice, flowing out of the mountain stream with the spring flood, moistening the grass and wild flowers, and easily infiltrating people's hearts, enough to moisten the dry and cold soil into Fertile fields.

Capable of taking the soul away...

Jiang Ye stared into those eyes for a long time, and felt a little astringent in his heart, as if dense needles were pricking his heart, it didn't hurt too much, but it made people feel uneasy.

"Come here," he said again.

The bewitching voice is pitifully hoarse.

Jiang Ye looked into those eyes, that haggard face, as if he was deeply trapped in it, and walked in front of "Master" unconsciously.

"Master" didn't do anything to him, just looked at him tenderly.

There was a bit of broken sadness in the peach eyes, but she couldn't hold back her excitement.

His long, white fingers gently stroked Jiang Ye's side face.

Just touching it is enough to make the peach eyes in front of me shed a little tears, staring at Jiang Ye with admiration, it seems difficult to say a thousand words, it seems that there is some sound in the throat, what to say, but it is restrained .

In the end, you can only say nothing.

Just like that, across thousands of mountains and rivers, rolling in the world of mortals, for thousands of years, looking affectionately at the young man in front of him.

"Master, Master."

Jiang Ye's voice trembled slightly, and he became more and more confused whether the person in front of him was a demon, or really... the master.

This person didn't mean to harm him, so how could he not feel it?

From the eye contact on Cangwu Long Street, Jiang Ye knew that this person was not simple, with a very familiar aura.

This made Jiang Ye even more frightened.

How could he be familiar with a demon?

Unless this person is really a master...

Do not!

impossible!

How could it be Master?

He was terrified by his own thoughts.

Those extremely bewitching peach eyes were still looking at him passionately, and he became even more panicked. He lowered his eyelashes and dared not look at him, and moved back a little bit.

The "Master" in front of him seemed to have sensed his intention to dodge, his brows were furrowed, and a red light flashed in the tenderness of his eyes.

Just when Jiang Ye was about to escape out of his controllable range, he suddenly stretched out his hand, roughly grabbed the boy's waist, pulled him into his arms, and slammed into his chest.

He drooped his eyelashes, a little unhappy, and stared at the young man's terrified face with those eyes that were worried about losing something.

Jiang Ye was really frightened and stupid, and half of his body was numb.

Lifting her pale face, she met those peach eyes again.

It's just that the tenderness in those eyes is gone, and what's left is blood red due to extreme possessiveness.

"Master" suddenly sighed, and looked at Jiang Ye almost face to face.

With a hoarse voice, he suddenly said, "Kiss me."

"Uh..." Jiang Ye was dumbfounded.

At the moment "Master" opened his mouth, he saw that "Master"'s black hair faded and turned into soft silvery white, and those dark and deep pupils became as clear as glass.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the dark cells around me changing rapidly, and there seemed to be birds chirping from Shenyin Peak in my ears, and the environment I was in had also changed to the side of a misty hot spring pool.

The master pressed him down on the soft bed by the pool, and his thin, light-colored lips moved closer to him, and gently kissed him with an ambiguous kiss.

"Ah!!" Jiang Ye suddenly widened his almond eyes, he was so dazed that he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or not.

But no matter it's true or not, it's impossible for him to blaspheme Master!

In a hurry, he pushed away the master who was pressing on him, then sat up and gasped for breath, but the mist in the hot spring pool suddenly poured into his throat, blurring his vision, and he seemed to be half-suffocated It seems to be half-blind.

In a panic, Shizun, who had fallen on the slum, pulled his arm and grabbed him in his arms.

This time, he was the one holding down the master.

The beauty's long silver hair flowed on the dark rattan rug, and the backing skin was extremely white, and was slightly reddish due to the heat.

With a lift of the long eyelashes, a pair of glazed beads full of tenderness lay in the peach sockets, and they crashed straight into Jiang Ye's heart.

Jiang Ye's heart beat rapidly, and his cheeks suddenly became hot.

The master frowned slightly, as if he was suppressing something, he let go of Jiang Ye's arm trembling slightly, and because of the look in his eyes, he squeezed Jiang Ye's wrist again.

Uncontrollably, with that almost hoarse and intoxicated voice, whispered softly in his ear.

"kiss Me."

"No! No!"

Jiang Ye instinctively resisted and shook his head desperately, forgetting whether the scene in front of him was real or not.

But a hand suddenly clasped the back of the head and dragged him down.

Lips and teeth stick together...

The heat flows.

It's not just the hot lips on another piece of cool softness, it's not just being driven by the other party, but also human instinct, like self-taught, like innate understanding.

The passionate and intoxicating kiss does not stop at the touching of lips, but the real entanglement of breath...

He smelled the breath of Master's body comfortably, and he was happy with the temperature of Master's body.

During the entanglement, it seems that reason is completely isolated from the world, and only instinctive hugs and kisses are left here.

The soft lips and tongue changed from a gentle touch at the beginning to a fierce entanglement.

There seemed to be a numbing electric current rushing up the spine, eroding the sanity inch by inch, and a comfortable sigh could not help coming from the throat.

Suddenly, he was held by the waist of the master who was under him, and he was spun, and he was pressed down again. The master's hand held his ankle and pulled it up.

"Ah!!" Jiang Ye seemed to wake up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said in horror: "Master! Wrong! Wrong, the position is reversed!"

The author says:

Jiang Ye: Master!I'm sorry, I may have made a mistake that every scumbag makes. I was accidentally seduced by a goblin, and I fell in love with you...

Master smiled: No green.