After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

I plead guilty.

Snowflakes fell rustlingly, all of them were blocked from the spiritual net that Yun Rong wove for him.

Xie Jincheng even thought that Xue was too big and he misheard.

"What did you say?"

Yun Rong looked at him and repeated it again.

"I pleaded guilty."

Xie Jincheng slowly opened his eyes wide.

plead guilty?plead guilty to what?

There is nothing between them!

What did Yunrong want to do when he suddenly convulsed and pleaded guilty?

Xie Jincheng was puzzled, but he didn't think that the reason would be that as Mu Se said, Yun Rong pleaded guilty in order to save him, and even wanted to give up everything and take him away.

He even believed that Yun Rong had a brain twitch and didn't want to live anymore, and wanted to drag him to be buried with him!

Xie Jincheng was silent all the way, silently following Yunrong back to Changming Peak.

There was a chill in his heart, and the murderous intention emerged again.

Yun Rong is tired of work, but he doesn't.

[System, is there a gut-piercing poison that can kill people?See the kind of blood seal throat. 】 Xie Jincheng asked.

The system asked: [Do you want to kill him now?But poisoning is too easy to be discovered, aren't you afraid of being killed by him after being exposed? 】

Xie Jincheng was frightened by Yun Rong's actions, and he couldn't care less.

Yun Rong wanted him to be buried with him, so he could only act first, even if he was found, he still had a chance to feign death and escape.

The system gave Xie Jincheng a red medicine bottle, which he held in his palm.

System: [As long as he eats it, he will surely die. 】

Xie Jincheng took a deep breath and smiled at Yun Rong:

"Master, I'll cook porridge for you."

Yun Rong who was sitting on the collapsed bed opened his eyes and asked:

"Can you cook porridge?"

He vaguely remembered that in his previous life, Xie Jincheng, as the head disciple, was extremely dignified. Apart from practicing, how could he do these chores?

"Let other disciples do it." Yun Rong said.

"I will! I cook it well." Xie Jincheng ran over and squatted in front of Yunrong, acting like a baby: "Master, can I ask my apprentice to cook for you?"

How can he prescribe medicine when someone else cooks it?

Besides, he does cook, and he cooks well.

In his previous life, he wanted to warm up this person's heart, and learned many things for him that he had never done before.

A noble young master in the mortal world, the head disciple of the sect, washed his hands and made soup for a man.

Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous.

Seeing that he insisted on this, Yun Rong let him go.

"it is good."

Xie Jincheng ran out quickly, his excitement beyond words.

After he left, Yun Rong clenched her fist and coughed heavily, her lips were pale and bloodless.

The suzerain used seventy percent of his strength in this palm. He caught it with his body without any spiritual protection, and almost shattered the entire internal organs.

He wanted to use this to test the suzerain's strength.

The little sword spirit also said: "If you go all out, you may not be his opponent, master. If you want to take the master with you, no one can stop you."

"Why didn't you take him away?" Little Sword Spirit asked.

Yun Rong recalled what Xie Jincheng said outside the hall, her eyes drooped, and a slight sadness appeared on her usually cold and lonely face.

"He doesn't want to."

He can fight against the whole sect for Xie Jincheng, but as long as he says "no", he can't do anything.

Xie Jincheng cooked the porridge quickly, and in order to prevent Yunrong from seeing his perfunctory, he cooked the porridge seriously.

After throwing the medicine in, he carried it to Yunrong's room contentedly.

"Master, the porridge is ready, try to see if it tastes good."

He put all the porridge in front of Yunrong.

Yun Rong opened her eyes, her eyes fell on the porridge, her eyes changed, she looked straight at it.

The soft and glutinous porridge is topped with one or two gardenia petals, and the fragrance of the flower is mixed with the porridge.

Dust-laden memories awakened in an instant.

He has been locked in a secret room since he was very young, practicing sword practice day after day, he doesn't need to contact anyone, as long as he obediently becomes a sharp blade for the sect's future.

Feelings are a burden to him.

The first thing the suzerain did after walking out of the secret room was to find a master for him, that is, Xie Jincheng.

He didn't understand it at that time, but now he knows that this is just a method used by the suzerain to test whether he is qualified.

Xie Jincheng treated him very well, even too much, and he couldn't hide the burning eyes.

But Yunrong has no heart, he can't hold anything in his eyes.

Every morning when he got up to practice his sword, a bowl of steaming porridge had already been set on the table.

It is adorned with his favorite gardenia.

Only now do I know that he did those things with his own hands.

Yun Rong quietly fumbled for the bowl of white porridge without making a sound, but Xie Jincheng was already scared to death by his actions.

Why doesn't he drink?Could it be that he discovered it? !

Xie Jincheng swallowed his saliva, frowned stubbornly, and when he was thinking about what to do, Yun Rong picked up the white porridge and drank it one bite at a time.

After drinking, he stretched out his hand to Xie Jincheng and said, "Come here."

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Xie Jincheng suppressed the excitement in his heart, walked up to Yun Rong and knelt down.

Yun Rong stretched out his finger hesitantly, and slowly pressed it against Xie Jincheng's face.

The suppressed gap in his heart screamed, as if something urgently wanted to rush out of it.

In the end, he gave up his reason and sobriety, and let there be a crushing army.

He lifted Xie Jincheng's chin, closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and opened his teeth.

Xie Jincheng's eyes widened.

[System, where is the antidote! 】