Mistress, she has to be my master

"Dr. Jinyi, you, hello, I, I, I think, that's, that's..." Lu met a girl who was stuttering when she spoke, Wen Jiayin could make her nervous just by looking at her, and she couldn't even articulate.

Thinking about it, Wen Jiayin's good memory automatically turned up the information about this girl. She is a girl with a Jindan cultivation base in Yinzong. When she was carried to her, she was breathless. At that time, she thought they were in a panic. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought him, a non-professional doctor, to him, but I later found out that it was the people from the Zhushizong who pointed the way.

Combining the grievances of the two sects, it's hard not to suspect that the other party did it on purpose, but they didn't expect that the level of their half-way monks was higher than that of some doctors in their sect.

"Don't be nervous, am I that scary?"

"No, no, I sincerely hope that doctors are not scary. I just want to ask you to accept the thank you gift. Although it is not very expensive, don't dislike it!"

He put the things in Wen Jiayin's hands and ran away, as if he was afraid that she would not accept them.

"Is this the sword master's disciple?"

"I heard it's a doctor."

"It's violent, this is it."

Wen Jiayin suddenly felt a faint coldness, looked up and saw Master staring at her as expected.

Others looked at that cold and indifferent gaze, which made one's heart tremble and dare not look directly at him, but in Wen Jiayin's eyes, there was an inexplicable tinge of grievance.

For some reason, Wen Jiayin suddenly remembered what the auspicious second treasure had said against her, saying that she was sorry for Barabara.

Why do you feel guilty for no reason?

Wen Jiayin hurriedly cleared the messy things in her head, and didn't dare to delay any longer, so she directly used the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch and went to the side of the master.

"Very strong floral fragrance."

"Uh... It should, it should be the smell of the flowers they sent by accident." Wen Jiayin said cautiously.

"They are very enthusiastic."

"Because of the turmoil in the ancient battlefield some time ago, there is a shortage of doctors and repairs here, so I have been helping here for a while, and they are all my patients."

"Ah."

Shizun's simple word "um" made Wen Jiayin produce several different tastes. After living with Shizun for so many years, she thought she knew Shizun better, but now she I found that I still couldn't see through Master's mind.

The word "um", is it happy or unhappy, or does it not matter?

She felt that she had met a formidable enemy.

Wen Jiayin had already put all the gifts and flowers in her storage bag in advance, and now it was the public execution of those disciples of the Stone Casting Sect. It was inconvenient for her to do anything under the watchful eyes of the public, so she could only... Zhi drilled into the storage bag and fiddled.

No matter how much commotion outside, it has nothing to do with her, including the tit-for-tat confrontation between Zhenjun Zhuzhu and the suzerain of Zhushizong. In the end, Zhenjun Zhuzhu got his wish and severely punished the people of Zhushizong. The blood was scattered all over the place. It was extremely enjoyable, and the most important thing was that the master of Zhushi Sect wanted to stop him during the execution, but Jian Zun just tapped the armrest of the chair lightly and he didn't dare to fart. We laughed so hard we almost lost our breath.

This rare good opportunity should not be remembered by the suzerain?

The more courageous disciples directly recorded this scene, and I believe that this will soon be included in the after-dinner conversations in the world of cultivating immortals.

However, the cooperation between the Yinzong and the Casting Stone Sect can no longer continue. Half of the faces of the two parties have been torn off. The cast stone sect will continue to stay here, while the Yinzong will exchange garrisons with another sect. This time, Zhu Zhenjun chose a family friend of their sect, so as to prevent the disciples who are stationed outside because of the fall of the Supreme Elder. And being bullied.

Naturally, these topics did not catch Wen Jiayin's ears at all. She was still fiddling with her own things, and it was only after her master reminded her that she realized it when they left.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wen Jiayin secretly took out a bouquet of flowers that she had just pruned and put it in Master's hand.

"Master, do you like it?" Just now I specifically mentioned that I have the fragrance of flowers on my body, maybe Master is more concerned about these flowers?Wen Jiayin completely wanted to run in one direction.

Xin Yun was slightly taken aback.

"...I like it." With a little helplessness, Xin Yun took the bouquet.

Although all kinds of flowers are put together together, they look pretty good. Although their origins are not pleasant, but... anyway, it is A Yin's wish.

Xin Yun put them away, outlined their outlines with ice, and frozen this moment of its beauty forever.

Under the sun's rays, the delicate and beautiful flowers covered with frost have a cool beauty. This kind of flower is very suitable for the person holding her.

Flowers match beauty, the truth of the world~

Wen Jiayin twisted into a ball with excitement.

"Ah, by the way, Master, Zhenzhu Zhu took the Yinzong with him and left, shall we stay here?" After all, the order given by the suzerain is to support the Yinzong.

"Naturally I have to leave." Xin Zhu, whom Xin Yun knew, would not give up the advantage to the enemy.

So this matter inevitably broke out into another quarrel. Zhu Shizong thought that Jing Daozong was here to support this ancient battlefield, but he never expected that he would play a word game in the letter.

"There is support from Shang Qingzong over there, so it's not a loss."

That's what I said, but are there any disciples of the monk who crossed the catastrophe in the support?Will the monk who crosses the catastrophe come to the battlefield in an instant for one person?It's a big loss for them to see this!

But it didn't help. Jing Daozong's letter clearly stated that he would support Yinzong and not include Zhushizong.

It's not a dumb loss, after all, if there is no favor from Zhenjun Zhuzhu, the support sent by Jingdao Sect is not much different from that of Shangqing Sect, and Zhushi Sect can only be regarded as a wave of experience.

After Yinzong packed up his luggage and belongings, he was ready to leave. The people of Jingdaozong stayed here to prevent any changes in the ancient battlefield, and waited until the exchange of people from both sides was completed before leaving.

In fact, it's the same wherever you work. In the ancient battlefield, the things that wander out are either evil spirits or dead bodies. It's the same everywhere. Wen Jiayin originally thought so.

But when she set foot on this land, an inexplicable palpitation stimulated her heart, and an inexplicable tremor was transmitted from her toes to the top of her head.

This place... the new partner is Chilizong.

Yinzong and Chilizong are a familiar combination...

This feeling of frightening her almost reached its peak when she saw the structure of the ancient battlefield.

"Its huge ground sinks upwards, and its bottomless bottom is steep. Between the power of darkness and uneasiness, it looks like a giant beetle. It is faint in the vortex. The entrance of this ancient battlefield has been repeatedly broken. This small door is also evil. Things also come out—"The History of Strange Things · Ancient Battlefield Chapter."

Wen Jiayin came to the sky and looked down from top to bottom,

It was a huge sunken place, and underneath was a bottomless abyss. The trembling power and unstable space formed a huge vortex at the bottom of the pit, and there was a faint light in the center of the vortex, as in "Strange Things" "Annals" said that there is the entrance to the ancient battlefield, and it will not be opened under normal circumstances. Even if the monk who crosses the robbery wants to break into it alone, he has to weigh whether the fallen immortals and evil spirits inside agree.

And there are many broken cracks in the space around it, which is equivalent to a small door with an unstable structure, but it has been open for a long time, and one or two things inside will always come out just by touching it.

This description was terrifyingly familiar. Wen Jiayin asked a passer-by a question that he still didn't understand.

"Excuse me, what is the name of the ancient battlefield here? Haha... It's my first day here, so I don't know yet."

"Our ancient battlefield, the legend has a great origin..." The other party is also very chatty, talking a lot, involving gods and ancient monsters, it sounds very powerful .

Wen Jiayin waited politely for the other party to finish speaking, and then waited for the answer she wanted.

"...Our ancient battlefield is called Yudu. Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, you don't look very good, are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, you should rest..." That person is also very warm-hearted, but Wen Jiayin is now thanking both of them. Words are hard to come by.

She said, she said why this ghostly place has an inexplicable sense of familiarity, it turned out to be this damn ancient battlefield!

Until now, she dared not forget the description in that unfinished novel: A life-saving message came from the ancient battlefield of Yudu and fell directly to Ling Jianfeng, setting off the snow that would not melt in Ling Jianfeng for thousands of years.

The sobs of the disciples made Zhenjun Xinyun slightly frowned. The war in the ancient battlefield was tense, and the Yinzong and Chilizong were already struggling to support them. At this time, I don’t know how many monks have fallen. And ask for help.

Although it was not what he wanted to accept that child as his apprentice, but since he was already her master, he couldn't just let him die.

So Zhenjun Xinyun immediately left Ling Jianfeng and went to the ancient battlefield of Yudu to save people, but she never expected that she would cry after a few words of preaching on weekdays, never dare to look at herself, even practice a sword. The disciple who didn't straighten his arms and was able to cry with a little extra practice for an hour or two, who was about to kill her, dared to stab her with a sword at a critical moment.

A magic sword pierced her abdomen, and she was immediately counterattacked by the opposite force after suppressing the ancient battlefield.

Zhenjun Xinyun, who had never set up defenses against her disciples before being swallowed by the ancient battlefield, saw the distorted and happy expression on her disciples' faces, and she said: "Master, don't blame me for being cruel, who made him like you? Only you Only after he dies can he truly see me..."

This is the beginning of the end of Master’s tragedy in the original text. I didn’t feel it when I read the novel, but now I think about how the original owner, who only has the Golden Core cultivation level, managed to sneak attack on a monk who has not been punished. found?If there is no scumbag here, she will write her article upside down!

There is a high probability that a self-directed and self-acted hero saved the beauty, and the stupid and bad disciple finally got what he deserved by being chopped into mud, and he is a flower protector who is not stained by a single dust.

What a disgusting mother who opened the door for nausea, disgusting home.

This place, tsk...

It's not that she's prejudiced, she just thinks this place is very ominous, and it's best not to leave this place in the future, Master. The shadow area in her heart is almost comparable to the area of ​​the ancient battlefield. If she knew the name she should have changed back then, in this case My own sense of substitution will not be as strong as it is now.

The author says:

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