Master's Secret

The sound stopped.

Jiang Yingli waited for a while before brushing off Ruan Zhouyao's hand rubbing his temple.

A dark light flashed in Ruan Zhouyao's eyes.

Jiang Yingli looked at him with eyes as clear as glass, and said, "I'm a little hungry."

After suppressing the cultivation base, the hunger is not easy to bear.

Jiang Yingli will never starve to death, but she will no longer feel hungry like before.

Ruan Zhouyao's eyes seemed to become much gentler, and he said softly: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yingli thought for a long time, then shook his head.

Ruan Zhouyao said, "You wait for me here, and I'll catch the spirit beast for you."

Jiang Yingli nodded, and Ruan Zhouyao left. Before leaving, he deliberately closed the barrier above the cave.

Jiang Yingli sat on the bed and waited for a while, making sure that Ruan Zhouyao would not come back too soon, so she tentatively called that voice in her mind.

The person who called himself Ning Zhaoyu didn't lie, he really just left a voice in his head, now that Ruan Zhouyao is not there, no matter how he called, his voice never appeared again...

Ruan Zhouyao beat up five small spirit beasts on a nearby mountain, and after taking care of them, he brought them back to his mountain.

Jiang Yingli was standing at the door of the hut, his appearance had been changed by him with the Yi Rong Pill, but his detached and indifferent expression, his undisguised elegance still made one's heart tingle.

Ruan Zhouyao took out a plate talisman and lit a spiritual fire. Jiang Yingli looked curiously at the small stool under his buttocks. After Ruan Zhouyao realized where his eyes were going, he took out the talisman from the Sumeru ring. A small bench was placed beside him.

Jiang Yingli sat down.

Watching helplessly as Ruan Zhou Yao grilled the spirit beast.

While roasting, he wiped the fragrant spirit juice, and when the meat of the spirit beast made a sizzling sound, he evenly sprinkled the seasoning on it...

Jiang Yingli said: "Very fragrant."

He wanted to eat a little bit, but the desire to eat didn't seem too strong.

Ruan Zhouyao said: "There are no golden squirrels around here, only these..."

After roasting one, he handed it to Jiang Yingli.

Jiang Yingli took the barbecue and tore off a small piece of meat with his index and middle fingers.

Ruan Zhouyao's cooking skills are very good, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.Jiang Yingli licked off the condiment stained on his fingertips, and took several mouthfuls...

But after less than ten bites, he stopped.

Ruan Zhouyao stared at him, as if looking at someone through him.

Jiang Yingli said, "I don't want to eat."

Ruan Zhou said, "Are you full?"

Jiang Yingli shook her head, but added another sentence, "But I'm not hungry anymore."

Not hungry doesn't mean full. Although Ruan Zhouyao's cooking is good, it doesn't feel greasy at all, but Jiang Yingli doesn't seem to be used to eating this kind of food. At first, he could eat a few more mouthfuls because of its delicious taste. But after the freshness of the deliciousness passed, he didn't want to eat it.

Ruan Zhouyao said: "You've always been used to drinking flower dew." Even if they had been practicing together in the room of repentance for so long in the previous life, Jiang Yingli would just accompany him to eat a few mouthfuls—except for the golden squirrel.

Jiang Yingli said: "Really?" He thought for a while and said, "I don't remember."

Ruan Zhouyao also roasted the remaining spirit beasts, and gave Jiang Yingli two bites of each one.

Although Jiang Yingli is not used to eating meat, but the feeling of rejection is not too strong, and he ate every one...

After tasting all the spirit beasts, he really felt full.

Ruan Zhouyao got rid of all the remaining spirit beast meat and got Jiang Yingli a complicated look.

It's good to be young, you can eat so much...

Ruan Zhouyao packed everything up, licked his lips, grabbed Jiang Yingli's wrist, and pulled him into the room.

"!!"

When being pressed onto the bed, Jiang Yingli's first reaction was to struggle.

Ruan Zhouyao grabbed his wrist and pressed it on his head, nose to nose, eye to eye and said: "We used to be like this, after eating, we will do it."

Ning Zhaoyu's exhortation seemed to be still echoing in his ears, Jiang Yingli didn't dare to struggle, but tried to suppress the panic in his eyes, his chest heaved slightly, and said: "But, but you... are too young."

Ruan Zhouyao narrowed his eyes, held Jiang Yingli's wrist, and led him to his stomach.

"!!"

Before touching anything that should not be touched, Jiang Yingli suddenly realized his malicious intentions, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Ruan Zhou said, "It's not too young."

Jiang Yingli covered her escaped hand and said, "...I mean your age!"

16 years old—Of course, at the age of 16, with the way of cultivating immortals for hundreds of thousands of years, the young one is like a fertilized egg...

Ruan Zhouyao seemed to be touched, let go of him, and sat beside him...

With lingering fear, Jiang Ying moved into the bed and lay on his side, so that Ruan Zhouyao would not be able to press on him again.

Ruan Zhouyao said: "...I am already 16 years old." He said, "I am as tall as you, and I have grown up."

"I can't remember anything, and I can't accept it." Jiang Yingli said firmly, "If you really want to do it, then wait another ten years, when you grow up—"

Ruan Zhouyao squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked at him.

As if being stabbed, Jiang Yingli compromised: "...wait until you are 20...wait for you..." In the end he seemed a little annoyed, and said, "wait until you are 17!"

He didn't believe it took a year, he still couldn't figure it out!

Ruan Zhouyao smiled, and said, "I'll be 17 in a few months, that's what you said." He leaned over and kissed Jiang Yingli on the cheek.

——Of course he acquiesced that Jiang Yingli's mention of 17 years old refers to the false age.

Jiang Yingli covered the place where she was kissed with the back of her hand, her glazed eyes widened slightly, but she just stared at him.

Ruan Zhouyao said: "Tomorrow I will go to receive the mission of Penglai, so I want to have a good relationship with you today..."

Jiang Yingli silently moved into the bed again.

Ruan Zhouyao went straight to the bed, grabbed his wrist, and then inserted his fingers one by one into the gap between his five fingers.

Interlocking five fingers, Ruan Zhouyao touched the back of his hand with his free hand.

Such a touch made the hairs on Jiang Yingli's back stand on end, but he didn't say a word, only thinking about Ning Zhaoyu's reminder.

There was one thing Ning Zhaoyu had expected, but he couldn’t stop it—even though he told him not to hate Ruan Zhouyao, and said that they had been in love with each other, but Jiang Yingli knew that Ruan Zhouyao had erased his memory After that, the heart of defense and vigilance was cast like a pagoda, even for himself, it was difficult to break.

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Dream……

nightmare……

A huge ball of light enveloped him, as if trying to squeeze all the past out of his body.

"The devil has already sent the order of eliminating evil to the entire Jambudvipa, junior brother, even if you go now, it will not help!"

Jiang Yingli swept the Falling Star Sword in his hand, and said coldly, "Get out of the way!!"

Fan Feiping was very excited: "He is already a demon, not my race, his heart must be different! The fairy gates of the fourteen states are ready to join hands to kill the demon. If you stand by his side at this time, you will be ruined!"

Jiang Yingli said: "He just wants me, as long as I go, he won't do anything - if you don't get out of the way, I won't be polite!"

Fan Feiping held a long sword in his hand and a horizontal sword on his chest: "Even if I break your bones today, I will not let you go!!"

fight! !

Hitting the killer, the sword's edge pierced into the flesh.

It wasn't long before Jiang Yingli's memory recovered, and his spiritual power was greatly reduced after being suppressed for a long time.

Fan Feiping's sword qi was as strong as a mountain, and his defense was destroyed in an instant, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

But Jiang Yingli had no intention of stopping at all, on the contrary, his moves became more fierce!

"Stop!" Fan Feiping yelled sharply, and the back of his sword broke Jiang Yingli's right hand.

Jiang Yingli released the Falling Star Sword from his hand, turned over and picked up the sword with his left hand, and fought again!

"The hundred years you have spent with me is not worth the ten years you have spent with him?!"

Discounting Jiang Yingli's left hand, Jiang Yingli wanted to pick up the sword, Fan Feiping hated him so much that he even broke his left leg bone.

Jiang Yingli rolled to the ground, sweat pouring down like rain, bean-sized sweat slid down his forehead, the blood splashed on his face was diluted, but he tore off his clothes and forcibly fixed his broken arm , still holding the Falling Star Sword!

"...I will not let him continue to make mistakes." Jiang Yingli's lips and teeth were bright red, and his eyes were also red, "If it is really irreparable, I will go to hell with him!"

Fan Feiping said angrily: "I don't believe you love him so much! Jiang Yingli, don't forget that you practice the way of ruthlessness!! He is a demon! You are deceived by his appearance—you are deceived by his methods! !"

Jiang Yingli tried to stand up several times, but the broken leg bones were not like arms, and they couldn't support his body at all.

Fan Feiping gritted his teeth and said: "Look at your current appearance! Do you still have bones? Do you still have arrogance?! After Ying left the country, Megatron Yan Futi's sword master, for the sake of a demon! You are so embarrassed in front of your fellow disciples——Jiang Yingli, what kind of Sword Intent to Stop Killing you have cultivated, is this the result of your many years of retreat?!"

Jiang Yingli gasped for breath while holding the sword, trembling all over.

The white clothes that had lost their defensive effect were already stained with blood, and the blood on the cuffs splashed drop by drop onto the ground, blooming into blossoming blood flowers...

He knew he couldn't hold on anymore, but he also knew he couldn't fall down!Once the battle between Yan Futi and the two worlds of demons starts.Sorrows are everywhere, blood flows like rivers——by then, it will be hard for Ruan Zhouyao to turn back!

"...If it's for common people, you should get out of the way. If it's for me, you should also get out of the way!"

Fan Feiping said absolutely: "Even if I kill you today, I won't let you go!!"

With a "bang", the Falling Star Sword fell to the ground.

Fan Feiping watched Jiang Yingli bend his knees and knelt down...

"Senior brother!" Jiang Yingli leaned over and knocked his forehead on the ground.

"I beg you……"

"Brother..."

"I beg you……"

Kowtow again and again, loud "bang bang" sound.

Hearing the begging, Fan Feiping felt weak all over his body, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", bent his legs, and knelt down opposite Jiang Yingli...

"Junior Brother..." Fan Feiping looked at Jiang Yingli's still bumping head, tears welling up in his eyes, and even his anger was overwhelmed by grief, "You love him so much, how can you do this for him?!"

Kneel down and kneel down to parents!Fan Feiping had only seen Jiang Yingli kneel down to their teacher, but now, he was kneeling down for a demon!

Jiang Yingli tried her best to support her body, and said: "Brother Meng loves you wrongly, but Yingli already has a loved one in this life, he went to the poor and fell to the underworld, no, let him walk alone!"

The author has something to say: the past life from the perspective of the master, the eve of being willing to be a hostage.

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