I, scum gong, never adore Master

I'm going to blow up my spiritual veins and kill you all!

Yun Jian had made up his mind and decided to kill this existence that made him feel uncomfortable when he thought about it.

But as soon as the boy's soft hair touched his palm, he was suddenly in a trance, with an inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart, instinctively driving him to retract the white flame in his palm.

But the young man held his hand and pressed it on his head, and rubbed against him recklessly with a smirk.

It's really strange, the Nirvana Fire in the palm was suddenly extinguished under the young man's touch.

It was like encountering a handful of gentle springs, quietly extinguishing the flames of anger.

His Nirvana fire is hotter than any mortal flame, and it can only be extinguished by the Nine Heavens Spring like Ruoshui, how could it be extinguished by Jiang Ye?

Yun Jian has mixed feelings.

The look in Jiang Ye's eyes was even more obscure.

The indescribable complex emotions in his chest made him feel uncomfortable. The young man standing in front of him raised his head and smiled at him, not knowing that he was going to kill him just now.

Suddenly a familiar voice came from his ear, as if it came from his own mouth.

But he didn't speak.

"You can't kill him, don't hurt him, you will regret it...don't do anything that makes you regret it."

Yun Jian found that the voice came from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if another self was persuading him.

But he never believed that anyone could control him and enter his consciousness to confuse him.

He asked the voice in his heart: "Why not? It's just a person with ulterior motives. If you kill it, you will kill it."

"No!" The voice was almost yelling at him, "No! Don't hurt him."

This feeling is very strange, obviously the voice is the same as his own, but he speaks in a panic and anxiously, obviously it is a familiar voice, but it is very strange to hear it in his heart.

For thousands of years, Yun Jian has looked at the world indifferently. The ebb and flow of the tide and the ups and downs of the clouds have nothing to do with him.

He is in the world of mortals and out of the world of mortals.

People who are not from this world must still be in the world.

The only thing that remains the same is that he watches everything calmly, regardless of ups and downs.

The voice that was talking to him in his heart suddenly panicked and hurried, and seemed to be enduring some great pain, as if a soul wandering in the world was about to be wiped out, but it still refused to disperse.

Obsession is too deep.

The voice said: "Feng Lanyun advises, don't do things that you regret, I can't control it for long, there are many things too late to talk about, you...don't hurt him, you must not..."

"Uh..." Yun Jian was silent for a moment, and asked in his heart: "Who is Feng Lan Yun Jian?"

Yun Jian knows that his name is Yun Jian, so what is "Feng Lan"?

It's a pity that the voice didn't return to him anymore, as if the last ray of soul obsession left in this world had finally dissipated without a trace and vanished into ashes.

It was replaced by the evil spirit who turned into Yunjian, no longer standing in place.

He seemed to be enduring some great pain, trying to break free from some shackles.

Jiang Ye's heart trembled at the painful wailing in the same voice as his master. Even though he knew that the one standing next to him was a fake master, he couldn't help turning his eyes to look.

This look made Jiang Ye's heart ache.

The face of the master incarnated by the evil spirit was pale, as if he had been dug out after sleeping in the coffin for a long time. His handsome and flawless face was full of pain and distorted, restless.

Seeing it, Ye Ye's heart was pulled hard.

He couldn't help tightening his grip on Master's hand.

Knowing that it was fake, he still couldn't bear to look at the painful expression on the same face of the master.

"You feel sorry for him?"

Master's tone and the look in his eyes were calm, but he made the night alarm go off with a guilty conscience!

Does Master feel that he can't tell the truth from the fake?

Mistakenly thinking that what I care about is only the appearance, not the real master himself?

Jiang Ye hurriedly waved his hands to explain: "No, no! I don't feel bad, that's fake, he's just using Master's skin to trick me!"

He glanced at the white robe in pain, then frowned and said in a low voice: "Even if there is a little bit of pity, it's only because he has a face exactly like the master..."

He couldn't see Master's painful expression, even if he knew it was fake, he still felt worried when he saw it.

Yun Jian suddenly laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Ye had no idea that the person in front of him whom he trusted was the one who wanted to kill him, and that the person next to him who he thought was a counterfeit really cared about his life or death.

Sometimes, once there is a crack in trust, the gap will only get bigger and bigger until it falls apart and completely collapses.

What's more, Yun Jian never trusted Jiang Ye from the very beginning.

I don't believe this dirty and scheming apprentice who was thrust into his side with a purpose.

It was already obvious that the evil spirit that had transformed into Yun Jian was preventing him from killing General Ye.

Only the same party can defend their own people like this.

Yun Jian doesn't trust anyone at all.

He ignored the painful appearance of the evil spirit, and vainly pulled the hidden silk thread in his palm. The evil spirit's ankle was strangled, and he couldn't stand up anymore, and slid to his knees on the ground.

Instead, Yun Jian smiled and said to Jiang Ye: "In that case, then go and kill him."

"I can't do it!" The boy's eyes widened with horror.

"You can, he can't hold it anymore, just spread out a weak spiritual force and pour it into the altar in front of his forehead." Yun Jian said it very gently, as if he was talking about how to cook tea and wine, and prune flowers and branches.

But Jiang Ye couldn't adapt to the rules of fighting and killing in this world.

He has never killed anyone, let alone wiped out anyone, this is too cruel.

He stared blankly at the master who was close at hand, and found the indifference and coldness hidden deep in those gentle peach blossom eyes.

Jiang Ye felt very sad.

Because this was the first time Master forced him to do something he couldn't accept, and it was also because he always felt that Master was a weak little person who couldn't take care of himself and was framed by the world.

I never thought that Shizun actually...has such a ruthless side.

As described in the original text...

Jiang Ye's eyes dimmed for a moment, his trembling eyelashes drooped slightly, he was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and wrapped his hands tightly around the master's cool fingertips.

He said: "Good!"

Then he turned his eyes to look at the evil spirit who seemed to be tortured by some force to the point of pain.

Walk towards him step by step.

Jiang Ye's hands were trembling, and his whole body was also stiff.

As long as I think that I want to make a living being disappear completely from this world, I feel uncomfortable in my heart.

He didn't want to do this at first, but he also thought that this evil spirit might be used to frame the existence of the master. If it is not eliminated, the master will fall into a crisis of trust in the world.

Moreover, it was the first time for Master to let him see the coldness in his eyes, and the tenderness of the past seemed to have disappeared.

Jiang Ye was very scared, he was afraid that Master would become like in the original text.

If those fair and long hands were stained with blood, and those peach eyes under the ice pool turned into ferocious purgatory flames, how could he bring Master back?

and so……

If this evil spirit must disappear, let this knife do it for itself!

Master's hands must not be dirty!

He walked up to the evil spirit.

But this man was in extreme pain, raised his familiar face, his red eyes were stained with tears, and looked at Jiang Ye intently, as if he had known him for a long time.

Pale lips murmured his name: "Jiang Ye."

Jiang Ye's heart suddenly became chaotic, and the spiritual flow accumulated in his palm gathered unsteadily, scattered and gathered again.

It's just that it's been too long to start.

Jiang Ye knew very well that the person in front of him was not the master, but he had a face exactly like the master's, even showing his secrets, and his ankles turned into coiled vine branches.

but……

Master's voice came from behind: "You can't do it?"

"I……"

he does not know.

But at this moment, there was a noise downstairs, and the wooden stairs made a messy thud, which meant that many people were rushing to this passenger compartment.

As the door of the wing room was pushed open with a bang, several monks from the immortal sect rushed in from the window lattice.

A small wing room was instantly surrounded by crowds, besieging the three of them in the middle.

Everyone was shocked by the sight in front of them.

Among them was Zhong Lize, but he didn't seem surprised by the two identical advices.

Instead, he looked at Jiang Ye, stared at the pink coat on his body, was surprised for a moment, and then understood instantly.

He frowned and said in displeasure: "Why is the little uncle here? Do you know that you sneaked down the mountain under the identity of Wen Renyue, and you violated the mountain rules!"

Jiang Ye didn't bother to care about that shit's mountain regulations, he was so worried about his master that he panicked to death.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he lost his sense of control, closed his eyes and threw the ball of spirit flow towards the evil spirit indiscriminately, then rushed back to Yun Jian's side, fearing that someone would harm his master.

The evil spirit groaned in pain, but was not hit. The water-type spiritual flow slapped on the shoulder, and dark green juice oozed from the shoulder, and his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Ye.

In addition to being sad, there was also a sense of relief, and even endured the pain, and smiled.

I was dazed all night and couldn't bear to watch it again.

The people of the Xianmen who besieged here couldn't figure out what was going on, but everyone had a headache because of the evil spirits who had recently turned into Yunjian.

Therefore, when I saw Yun Jian, I instinctively felt that it was also transformed by a demon.

Someone even reminded Jiang Ye: "That fellow Taoist, come here quickly! Be careful not to be caught by that evil spirit...huh?"

The man's vigilant eyes froze suddenly, and he watched "Yaoxie" suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the boy's shoulders, and brought him to his side, clinging to him.

"Master, Master."

"Uh..." Yun Jian sighed, "Is it because the thing looks like me that you can't do it, or is it because of other things?"

Before Jiang Ye could answer, a hot white flame suddenly ignited in the master's palm, threw it at the evil spirit, and hit the Lingtai directly.

Then he raised his hand to cover the boy's eyes that were about to turn his head to look.

"Since you can't bear it, don't watch it...it will burn out in a while."

"Uh..." The blinding white flames ignited blazingly, shocking the Xianmen cultivators present.

This flame not only allowed them to see clearly that the burned person had turned into a thick vine, showing its original shape, but also made them sure that the white robe holding the young man was undoubtedly the immortal from Shenyin Peak.

Such a ferocious Nirvana fire that can burn everything can only be thrown by that immortal!

They were not burned to death because of the evil spirits, and the real immortal standing in front of them was relieved.

On the contrary, he was even more nervous.

Especially when watching the demon that was completely burnt to ashes turn into smoke and soar in the air, and then fall impartially on his shoulders, the doubts and worries were even worse.

Someone said: "This...isn't this killing people to silence them?"

Yup!

The Immortal Venerable killed the evil spirit, and there is no proof of death.

The detainees in the dungeon were all stunned, like wooden puppets, unable to ask questions at all.

This looks, really looks like... killing people to silence them!

All vigilant eyes fell on Yun Jian, doubts and speculations were self-evident, but because there was no evidence, because the other party was an immortal with strong strength, he did not dare to do anything.

Yun Jian swept across his eyes, taking in all those complicated gazes.

But he just curled the corners of his lips slightly and smiled silently.

No matter whether he kills the evil spirit or not, he will be suspected. He really doesn't care, after all, he doesn't care...

For thousands of years, the only thing that made him feel stagnant was the young man in his arms.

Whether it was a mistake, or the panic in his heart at the moment of attack, he failed to kill him just now.

Unknowingly, Yun Jian's hand pinched Jiang Yehou's neck, and the young man trembled when he was touched by the cool touch, then raised his face foolishly and looked at the master.

He asked Master to rub his head like a furry, why is Master still addicted?

This is lifting him up the back of his neck like a cat.

Yaoxie's corpses were all burnt clean, invisible to the naked eye, Jiang Ye was not as embarrassing as before, but he was worried that the master would kill someone himself, and worried that the master would leave a psychological shadow and pave the way for blackening.

Holding the master's hand, he said: "Let's go, don't stay in this unlucky place."

"Stay."

Feng Yi walked out from the crowd, and said politely: "The Immortal Venerable came to my Cangwu City, but I didn't know it. It was my fault that I failed to welcome the Immortal Venerable."

Yun Jian looked up at him, looking at Feng Yi's slightly squinted phoenix eyes, always felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if he instinctively hated this person.

I don't have a good look at him.

Jiang Ye snatched: "My master just came to look for me. The evil spirit just wanted to harm me. My master saved me. Now I'm fine. Everyone can leave."

Everyone didn't move.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, looked at the sun lingering in the sky outside the window, and repeated: "It's lunch time, let's go."

Everyone still didn't move.

Jiang Ye thought that these people were going to the police to pack a meal, but he left the mountain in a hurry and his pockets were limited, so he couldn't afford food and drink for so many people.

Besides, they didn't solve anything, the evil spirits were all eliminated by Master.

This……

Jiang Ye frowned, very puzzled.

Such a frank expression, without concealment, one can guess his mind at a glance.

Yun Jian glanced sideways, thinking what was this little thing thinking?

Can you still plan big plans like this?

Are you planning to kill him just like that?

I'm afraid it's not a joke to say it.

Feng Yi smiled and said: "The Immortal Venerable came to my Cangwu City for the first time, so naturally it should be entertained by my City Lord's Mansion, and I also asked the Immortal Venerable to move into the mansion. Presumably our Patriarch also wants to thank the Immortal Venerable. return……"

He shifted his gaze to Jiang Ye with a half-smile: "You still take care of our family's Biao Young Master, even if it is because of the fate of master and apprentice, our Patriarch should be grateful."

Yun Jian: "..."

Except for Jiang Ye, I am afraid that everyone present understood it.

This remark was impeccable, it seemed that he was inviting Yun Jian to enter the mansion for a talk, but in fact he was thinking of a way to keep him in the city lord's mansion, whether it was hospitality or house arrest, that was self-evident.

Yun Jian smiled: "What if I don't go?"

Feng Yi was still polite: "It's better for Xianzun to go, after all, everyone wants you to go."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the immortal sects present echoed and asked the immortal to enter the mansion.

No matter how dull Jiang Ye was, he could see the strangeness of this strange scene.

If it is said that he doesn't understand others, he can't see through them, but it's impossible for him not to understand Zhong Lize's refined and refined smile whenever he wants to do something bad.

Jiang Ye suddenly took Master's hand.

Master raised his eyebrows: "You also want to persuade me to go?"

Jiang Yemeng shook his head: "No! Master, don't go, don't go!"

He didn't know what these people were planning, but his heart was faintly trembling.

All of a sudden, he thought of the dream he had on the spirit boat a few days ago.

That dream is written into reality.

Master is a weak, helpless, pure and innocent white sheep. Surrounded by wolves and vicious dogs, their eyes are dim. The neck of a dead white sheep sucks blood, eats flesh and bones.

Jiang Ye panicked.

He stood in front of the master, using his not too tall and not too burly body to block the master.

Vigilantly, he put on a fierce look with his pair of puppy-like almond eyes, the eyeballs are floating up, and the back molars are grinding non-stop.

The master saw it, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "It's quite a fake."

"Pack?"

Jiang Ye looked back at Master in puzzlement, his round eyes blinked a few times.

Suddenly realized!

Yup!

He is too weak.

Not to mention that there are so many people fighting in groups, even if one or two of them are picked out, he can't fight alone.

The master reminded him that in many cases, you can't be head-on, and you should pretend when you should.

So Jiang Ye said fiercely to the crowd: "If you dare to touch a finger of my master, I will blow up my spiritual veins and kill you all!"

Yun Jian: "..."

Everyone: "??"

The author says:

There are two more tonight at nine o'clock!

I'm super hardworking, everyone don't fatten up, the pigeons will die...