The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

Seeing that Jiang Zinian just looked at him and didn't speak.

It looked at his eyes a little dodge.

Seeing it like this, Bei Qing couldn't help but turn pale.

Over the years, his own realm has not been stable, and he has been suppressing those distracting thoughts in his heart.

Bei Qingru has always boasted of self-control and self-control, he has cultivated the most pure and transparent ruthless Taoism, but such distracting thoughts arose in his heart.These distracting thoughts have been disturbing him for so many years, his Dao heart is unstable, and this time, he accidentally fell into a trance, and even vented his anger on his disciple, beating it.

Bei Qingru pursed her pale lips.

This time, Jiang Zinian was wrapped in gauze, and he huddled beside the bed, his small eyes were pitch black, and he looked a little pitiful.

Fortunately, the injuries caused by the ice edge were only flesh wounds, and they didn't really hurt the muscles and bones.

Although the injury looked a little scary, it only took a few days to heal.

Bei Qingru looked at Jiang Zinian's eyes with a little shame.

He took out the silver light Zen grass from his sleeve, and the silver light Zen grass was a little weary this time.

"It's me....I blamed you." Bei Qingru pinched the Zen grass with her almost translucent fingertips.

This time, Zen Herb exudes a refreshing fragrance.

The emerald grass jelly exudes a very faint silver light all over its body.

Jiang Zinian glanced at him with his small eyes, then lowered his small head, and the tips of his snow-white ears drooped quietly.

Bei Qingru reached out and stroked its small head.

Jiang Zinian didn't say a word.

Bei Qingru stroked it for a while.

But the little white dog did not purr like in the past.

It just lay on the edge of the bed without saying a word.

There was a sudden silence between the two.

Bei Qingru carefully avoided the wound on its body when stroking its fur.

Jiang Zinian could feel that the injuries on his body had been carefully treated.

Although the ice edge hit someone painful, it didn't cause any serious injuries.

He still strokes it comfortably at this moment.

Jiang Zinian felt that his heart was in turmoil.

Its mind is still a little numb, so it makes the whole dog look sleepy.

Suddenly, only heard the person call it.

"...Xiao Nian."

The sleepy little white dog couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Bei Qingru was still stroking its fur gently.

"This time, it's my teacher's fault."

His voice was clear, as if what he said was just a very ordinary sentence.

His words clearly put the identities of the two of them on the bright side.

And Bei Qingru is such a high-ranking person in the whole world of cultivating immortals, and his seniority is so high, except for a few people of the same generation, no matter who sees him in the world of cultivating immortals, everyone has to use a few respectful names and salute.

As a teacher, he has always been strong and cold in Jiang Zinian's heart.

No one is offended by his majesty.

This time, his self-examination made Jiang Zinian raise his eyes and look at him.

Bei Qingru met its eyes, but the eyes were very dull.

Bei Qingru looked at it for a while, and then he sighed softly.

The sigh fell on Jiang Zinian's ear, which only made him feel a slight tremor in his heart.

Bei Qingru lowered her eyes very lightly.

No one has ever made Bei Qingru bow his head like this, and Bei Qingru's majesty made him never have to bow his head like this to others.

Bei Qingru has been strict and self-reliant all his life, and he has never made any mistakes.

And this time he said it again.

"I was wrong as a teacher."

The way he looked down at it seemed to be a confession.

He has always been aloof, powerful and arrogant, but this time, he lowered his head in front of such a young puppy.

Jiang Zinian's heart was suddenly complicated and unspeakable.

Does it blame Bei Qingru for beating him?

It ran so far to pick the silver light Zen grass for him, and almost slipped down the hillside several times, but when it came back, the man beat it like this.

At first, it was a bit resentful to him...

Normally, Bei Qingru would definitely not be able to do such things, but at that time Bei Qing was like a demon entering her body, and her consciousness was not clear.

And for Bei Qingru to become like that, Jiang Zinian has an inescapable responsibility.

Bei Qingru hit it, angry that it betrayed the teacher before, and also angry that it failed his decades of careful upbringing.

And in this world, apart from him, maybe no one can really get close to Bei Qingru.

Bei Qingru is pure in heart and unfeeling, and is alone.

He is too cold and arrogant, and too difficult to approach.

Bei Qingru's heart was too clean, if it got into his heart, it would be full of it alone, so Bei Qingru became obsessed and paranoid.

There was also a demon.

Jiang Zinian thought of Bei Qingru's appearance with the devil in his body, and his heart felt complicated again...

Jian Qi once said that because of what he spent most of his cultivation, he also said that Bei Qingru had a heart demon at that time.

These are all because of him.

Jiang Zinian thought of some strange things about Bei Qingru these days, and he suddenly understood that Bei Qingru had been holding on during the battle a few days ago.

Before that, he might be able to suppress his inner demons, but after that battle, his vital energy was severely injured and the inner demons inevitably took advantage of them.

Up until now, Jiang Zinian actually didn't know how to face him.

Jiang Zinian thought for a while, then retracted his eyes slightly, and lay down again.

Bei Qingru stroked its fur.

After a while, Bei Qingru brought it some fine nectar to drink.

Bei Qingru lightly put the fine nectar and jade liquid in front of it.

Jiang Zinian didn't want to drink, so he still lay there.

Seeing it like this, Beiqing caressed it a few times, and then stopped pushing.

Bei Qingru looked at it for a while, then got up, sat down beside him, and continued to pick up the ancient book.

Wherever he looked, it was an afternoon.

In the meantime, there is only a little sound of flipping books.

Jiang Zinian was lying on the bed, and fell asleep again in a daze.

When he woke up again, Bei Qingru was changing the medicine for it.

It didn't know when it lay on Bei Qingru's lap, the faint light sprinkled on his face, Bei Qingru lowered his eyes, his slender and delicate eyelashes left some shadows on his fair skin.

There was a soft cold light on his fingertips.

Bei Qingru had bandages wrapped around its forelegs, and its movements were gentle and delicate.

It didn't hurt it at all.

His medicine was about to run out, but Jiang Zinian didn't feel it until now.

Bei Qingru's fingers fastened the bandage nimbly and lightly, and tied a small knot in front of his limb.

He put it down, and then replaced the fine liquid on the side with a small dish.

The more he was like this, the more uneasy Jiang Zinian felt.

It failed many people, Bai Hongqing imprisoned it, it felt ashamed of him, but it would not be so disturbed.

Beiqing treats it like this, but it just finds it hard to accept.

Jiang Zinian couldn't understand why Bei Qingru was so angry after what he did, but after that, he still treated him like before?

Jiang Zinian didn't know when Bei Qingru found out, but thinking of the little things in the past few days, I am afraid that this person has already found out.

Hundreds of years ago, Jiang Zinian always thought that Bei Qingru was strict and indifferent to him.

But this time when it came back, it saw too many things that it never thought it would see in Bei Qingru.

Bei Qingru cared more about it than he imagined.

If Beiqing has his own principles, if he makes mistakes, he will be punished.

But after the punishment, it was still his apprentice.

From beginning to end, he never thought of giving it up.

He looks harsh, but he is always soft-hearted towards it.

When Jiang Zi thought about his demons, he felt more and more depressed.

The more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became.

These things are actually beyond its comprehension.

It usually doesn't like to owe others anything, when it didn't see it before, these things could be temporarily suppressed in its heart, and now when it sees him again, those past events will be reflected in its eyes one after another.

When Jiang Zi saw him put the fine nectar to its mouth, it felt disturbed and couldn't help but want to push it away.

That Qiongye Yuye is the best product in the fairy world, very rare and precious.

Next year, only a small can is supplied to Bei Qingru.

This time, Jiang Zinian had a wound on his front paw.

As soon as it clawed down, it failed to control the force well, and it overturned the small dish of fine nectar.

A snap.

That crisp sound seemed to resound through its heart.

The small plate fell to the ground and shattered instantly, and the fine liquid immediately spilled all over the floor.

The liquid winding on the ground looked extremely hideous.

The little white dog was stunned.

It opened its mouth.

The small dark eyes glanced at Bei Qingru.

However, Bei Qingru's face showed no trace of anger.

His face was very calm, and he didn't even frown.

His face was a little pale, he bent down, and picked up the fragment from the ground.

Afterwards, he cleaned that place again, making sure that there was not a trace of crumbs that would cut the puppy's paws, and then went out again.

But after a while, I saw him coming in with a new plate of fine wine.

This time, he was still on Jiang Zinian's lips.

He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just sat on the edge of the bed.

Then he gently stroked the hair on the back of Jiang Zinian's neck.

His complexion was still a little pale, he raised his eyes slightly and did not look at Jiang Zinian.

It seemed to be snowing again outside the window.

On this day, the ice and snow on Yifeng Peak do not melt all the year round.

In the snowy light, his side face showed a somewhat lonely and cold feeling at this moment.

At that moment, Jiang Zinian saw the sudden loneliness in his eyes.

He said: "Xiao Nian... After you left, Yifeng became much cooler today."

One sentence of coldness seems to be able to sum up all his loneliness and hardships in these years.

But what he has experienced over the years is more than just this coldness.

The white puppy stared at him for a while with small dark eyes.

Not long after, Bei Qingru found the little white dog licking the fine nectar by the side of the plate.

Bei Qingru looked at it quietly.

After a long time, his brows and eyes seemed to have frost and snow, this time the corners of his lips were slightly pursed.

It seemed to be a very shallow smile.