Master's Secret

The boy in his arms frowned, his cheeks were flushed, most of his hair was soaked in sweat, he was panting slightly, and he looked like he was seriously injured and dying.

Jiang Yingli put Ruan Zhouyao on a bed in front of the attic window, pinched his sweaty wrist, and felt his pulse.

At that time, the spiritual power of that palm was too heavy, which obviously hurt his meridians.

Jiang Yingli's spiritual power penetrated into his body, and felt that the meridians all over his body had been seriously damaged, so he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If he hadn't hit him with that slap, he would have made him stand upside down for a day and a night, and he wouldn't have reached such a point, but he was in a hurry, and the punishment was not differentiated, so he slapped him so hard, and made him stand upside down with the weight on his head Four hours...

"... Junior Brother." Yin Jianchi followed in, but stopped two feet away.

Jiang Yingli helped Ruan Zhouyao up, took out the jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a elixir, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Just as Ruan Zhouyao felt his eyelids were glued together with sweat, he stuffed a fragrant elixir into his mouth, without even opening his eyes, he pushed the elixir out with the tip of his tongue.

Jiang Yingli frowned, and wanted to press it again.

Ruan Zhouyao pressed the tip of his tongue again, and licked Jiang Yingli's fingers with the soft and moist tip of his tongue. Jiang Yingli was slightly startled, pinched Ruan Zhouyao's cheek, forced him to open his mouth, and stuffed the Huoxue Pill into it. .

With a "gulp", Ruan Zhouyao swallowed the elixir, a few streams of light appeared in his slightly closed eyes, he leaned his head on Jiang Yingli's shoulder, his eyes moved under his eyelids, and then closed again.

Jiang Yingli was silent for a while, letting him lean in his arms, the sweat from the boy in his arms was sticky, even staining his clean robes.

"Junior Brother?" Yin Jianchi was about to speak.

Jiang Yingli suddenly said in a cold voice, "Do you know your mistake?"

Ruan Zhouyao's eyes moved under his eyelids again, but there was no response.

Yin Jianchi said: "Junior Brother...?"

Jiang Yingli asked again: "Are you aware of your mistake?" There was a bit of sternness in the words, and the huge coercion was pressing on Ruan Zhouyao.

Ruan Zhouyao didn't even change his breathing, but his forehead was dripping with sweat, his complexion turned pale, and even his lips became a little pale...

Yin Jianchi bit the bullet and said: "Junior brother, Ruan made him seriously injured so far, why did you do this..."

The corners of Jiang Yingli's lips were slightly pursed, and the outline of his face was a little more inhumane.

Ruan Zhouyao knew that he could see that he was awake, but he just leaned on him softly and didn't move.

Clearly awake, yet still pretending to be unconscious, Jiang Yingli was apologetic for being too aggressive, but thinking about this disciple's behavior of teasing cats and dogs, new and old hatred, it was a wave of anger welling up in his heart.It's okay to be stubborn, but now he doesn't even care about superiority and inferiority. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he will go to heaven!

Ruan Zhouyao didn't know what Jiang Yingli was thinking.

A scent of peach blossoms came from close to his embrace, elegant and seductive.His head was a little dizzy, and even the sense of astonishment seemed a little vague...

Spiritual power, medicinal power... the illusion cannot be so realistic!Moreover, he looked inside the sea of ​​souls and clearly saw his true spirit trapped on a spiritual altar...

Is all this real and he went back in time? !

The embrace suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Yingli put him back on the bed.

Just as Ruan Zhouyao was about to calm down his chaotic mood, he knocked his head against the head of the bed with a "boom".

Ruan Zhouyao: "..."

Jiang Yingli: "..."

Yin Jianchi: "..."

Jiang Yingli must have done it on purpose!

Ruan Zhouyao was so angry that his fingertips trembled, Jiang Yingli frowned and looked at his tilted head for a while, then pushed his head back and straightened it on the pillow.

Yin Jianchi coughed and said, "Junior Brother..."

Jiang Yingli said: "Senior brother." With a blank face, he got up and went out of the attic. Yin Jianchi glanced at the boy on the bed, closed the door, and followed him out.

About half a stick of incense has passed, maybe not even half a stick of incense.

Jiang Yingli pushed the door open again and walked in, without making a sound, and didn't know what he had said to Yin Jianchi.

Ruan Zhouyao managed not to open his eyes, suppressed all the excess emotions, and kept his eyes closed.

Jiang Yingli stood there for a while, as if he was not going to pierce the window paper that he was pretending to be unconscious. He opened the cabinet next to him, lit a stick of incense, and faintly rustling sounds could be heard in the elegant sandalwood, and then... ...and took out something.

"Ding--"

With just one sound, Ruan Zhouyao felt his scalp go numb...

Clear as a mirror and bright as water, soulful to the sound of a zither...Jiang Yingli...is playing the mantra of clearing the mind!

"Ding-ding-ding-"

There seemed to be waves stirring in his chest, layers of fog were pushed away, and his mind became more and more clear.

Jiang Yingli held the piano and played it, pressing the strings with one hand and hooking the strings with the other...

The sound of the piano crosses mountains and rivers—spiritual power pours into the meridians, streams flow into rivers and seas...

A little bit, it seems that the rain is nourishing the earth...

Both the evil spirit and the murderous intention were subdued by the sound of the piano, but what was difficult to subdue was an unreasonable depression.

"Ding-ding-"

The sound of the piano injected into his head became louder and louder, and his depression became heavier——

Ruan Zhouyao finally couldn't help it, and got up with a "chuckle".

Sitting cross-legged, her hair was still disheveled, and a few strands of long hair were messily stuck to the snow-white robes of inner disciples.The dark and beautiful eyes were thicker than ink, sharp and ruthless.

Seeing him get up, Jiang Yingli pressed the strings of the qin: "Are you finally willing to wake up?" Putting the qin aside, he walked over, wanting to give this disciple a good lecture.Ruan Zhouyao looked up at him, the darkness and sarcasm in his eyes almost turned into reality, Jiang Yingli seemed to have been pricked by a needle, stopped in his tracks, and looked at the little apprentice on the bed in amazement.

Ruan Zhou lowered his eyes and suppressed all his aura. Jiang Yingli frowned, looked him up and down, and said, "You..."

Ruan Zhou shook his hands and said: "The disciple was in a daze before, he didn't notice it for a while, and offended the master..." He sat on the bed, did not go down to kowtow to apologize, but just moved his lips, and said, "Please forgive me..."

silence, spread...

The air seemed to have become thicker, and the sharp and probing gaze seemed to cut him in half. Ruan Zhou stood still, with his eyes downcast, sitting on Jiang Yingli's bed...

Jiang Yingli was silent for a moment, then looked away, and said, "It's good if you know your mistake." He put a clear white jade bottle on the bedside, and said calmly, "This is medicine for healing, don't take too much in a day. ..."

Ruan Zhou said dryly, "Thank you, Master."

Jiang Yingli nodded slightly, and said, "Here you are recuperating, and after you finish adjusting your breath, you can leave on your own." He didn't drive him out of the nearby water tower, let him rest here, Jiang Yingli ordered a few words, and went own room.

Ruan Zhouyao waited for him to leave before he touched the white jade bottle by the bed and opened it.

A bottle full of Huanpo Pills was probably given to him by Yin Jianchi.

Ruan Zhouyao played with the white jade bottle for a while, his expression was unclear. After a while, he finally stood up, opened the door, and went to Jiang Yingli's residence.

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"Junior brother, you should treat him better..."

"Ruan Cuo lost his parents since he was a child. It was you who wanted to wipe away all his evil spirit and demonic nature, and blindly be strict, but let him get into a dead end..."

"...I know he is a bit stubborn, but as a teacher and a father, no matter how stubborn he is, you have to be careful...you are so hard today, I am afraid that he will be at odds..."

The crimson cinnabar was painted on the talisman paper, and Jiang Yingli came back to his senses, frowned, crumpled up the waste talisman paper and threw it away.

Ruan Zhouyao pretended to be in a daze, and didn't even listen to what he said as a master. He wanted to reprimand him a few more words, but the look he gave him earlier made Jiang Yingli a little startled.

It was really dark...even a little hateful.

Jiang Yingli couldn't help but reflect on whether he really treated Ruan Zhouyao badly. Ruan Zhouyao grabbed him in a crazy way, but he was so merciless in the end...

Gently exhaling, Jiang Yingli even felt a little irritated.

He only took three apprentices in total, one went to Penglai, and the other was actually a disciple of Danzong even though he was known as his master and apprentice...

Ruan Cuo is his true closed disciple, and even his name was chosen by him.

However, he couldn't figure out how to educate him.

Does this young man really have as many complicated thoughts as Yin Jianchi said?You can't teach a lesson even if you get into trouble.But seeing his gloomy appearance, all the high spirits in the past have disappeared... Today, he made such a heavy hand, I am afraid that it will not be a small blow to him.

Jiang Yingli closed her eyes, her heart softened after all.

Maybe he was really harsh on him, he was still a teenager after all.If not, treat him better in the future...

"Knock knock..."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Jiang Yingli's thoughts.

Jiang Yingli opened his eyes and said, "Come in."

Ruan Zhou shook open the door and came in, only stepped over the threshold, but did not take a step closer: "Master..." respectfully.

Jiang Yingli said calmly, "What are you looking for?"

Ruan Zhouyao took out the white jade bottle and said, "Here...there are a lot of soul-returning pills, Master, there are only two of the disciple's injuries, and the rest..."

Jiang Yingli said: "You keep the rest."

Ruan Zhou said, "This..."

Jiang Yingli glanced at him, and said: "In a few months, it will be the time when the Small Heaven Realm will be opened, and it will be useful to return the Soul Pill."

Ruan Zhou shook his peach blossom eyes and blinked, then accepted: "Thank you, Master."

Jiang Yingli got up from the table and looked at him.

Ruan Zhouyao saw that his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, his eyes were suspicious, his beautiful bluish lips were pursed, and he thought for a moment, "Master, is there anything you want to say to this disciple?"

Jiang Yingli hesitated for a moment, then said: "Si Guoshi, why are you..."

Ruan Zhouyao was inexplicably annoyed, but it was only for a moment, he smiled at Jiang Yingli, and said, "I don't know..." Looking around, he said, "Probably, the ghost has lost his mind, right?"

Jiang Yingli remained silent, clearly wanting to ask him if he hated him, but when the words came to his lips, he still didn't ask, and waved his hand to let him back down.

Ruan Zhouyao said more respectfully: "The disciple will leave."

Pushing the door open, raising his eyes, his peach blossom eyes are full of uncontrollable excitement!

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