The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

It stands to reason that it is very rare for people who have cultivated to this point to still be able to dream. The "dream" of a monk can no longer be called a "dream", but a "nightmare".The dream is not just a dream, but mixed with many unknown feelings.

And Xiangongling couldn't recall the scene after that, he subconsciously ignored the feeling that he couldn't understand no matter what, and the weird atmosphere that made him feel uncomfortable.

Why do you dream of...the moon is leaving the strings?That kind of appearance, will it be the future departure?

It's so strange.

However, a dream can only be a dream. In Xiangong Ling's eyes, it was absurd and not worth mentioning, so he didn't take it to heart.He just turned over in a daze and continued to sleep.

When the morning light shines on the bed through the carved wooden window rails, the beams of fine light seem to be dyed with an intoxicating temperature, which is a bit dazzling.

Through the curtains, the people on the bed could faintly see the reflection of the light, their sleeping faces loosened slightly, their slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and then their eyelids opened slightly.

Xian Gong Ling adjusted her breath for a while before regaining some clarity.The bed was soft and soft, and the sun was shining warmly, which made him very comfortable. He squinted his eyes for a moment, wondering what was so strange and what dreams had long since been thrown into the clouds.

The more he narrowed his eyelids, the more he didn't want to open them, so he simply closed them again, wrapped them tightly in a thin quilt, and prepared to go back to sleep as he intended.

"...Master."

Suddenly a voice came out, which startled him. The clear and clear voice of a boy unexpectedly coincided with the voice in his dream.

He stood up slowly, still feeling a little dazed.

...how did he become so insensitive?He didn't even notice that there were more people here.

While asking himself, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a kneeling figure with a small body, Xiangong Ling said that his brain froze for a moment.

"... off the strings?"

Stared at by those cold eyes, Yue Lixian felt her heart beating like thunder, as if it was in her throat, her heart trembled, and her body couldn't help trembling slightly.

At that time, although his consciousness was not very clear, but for some reason, he still basically knew what happened.It is impossible to say that there is no fear.That person sneaked into his consciousness like this, if he hadn't controlled the situation in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Blasphemy of the master, reckless murder, no matter which one is enough for this person to kill him [-] times.

The young man lowered his head, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and kneeled upright, as if he was at his mercy.

Now, if he still hopes to not be expelled from the master, he can only admit his mistakes and confess. If the master no longer gives him trust, he really doesn't know what to do...

Thinking of this, Yue Lixian's face turned pale.

"Disciple... plead guilty to Master..."