Time flies.In the blink of an eye, it was the fourth year of the Great War.Wei Ling and Zhaoyue have also known each other for more than two years.For more than two years, Wei Ling had been running into that cave every few days. He ran frequently, and was caught and questioned many times by Nan Jinrong, but every time he made up reasons to confuse him. Nan Jinrong was captured by the war In the absence of too much time to inquire about accountability, this secret has been kept.

Because Zhaoyue said that he could not tell anyone about his injury, let alone his hiding place.So Wei Ling has been very cautious in the past two years. Except for Nan Jinrong who lives with him, almost no one else knows that he often runs into the deep forest not to collect herbs and firewood, but to meet with others in private.

The sky was clear, and Wei Ling walked deep into the forest again after lunch.

The Silent Forest is located in the extreme north, with four distinct seasons. At the end of September, the leaves on the trees had already turned yellow and withered, leaving only a part hanging on the trees that could not fall off.In addition to the yellow and red leaves, there are also some green, yellow and withered leaves dotted in the forest, which is shockingly beautiful at first glance.

Wei Ling was searching for the blood coagulation grass he was looking for among the fallen leaves all over the ground, when his eyes fixed suddenly, he found that there seemed to be a small animal hovering under the fallen leaves not far away.He cautiously stepped over, peeled away the fallen leaves and saw a young and cute little leopard.

"Good guy! You ran out at such a young age, are you lost?" Wei Ling carefully picked up the little leopard, turned his gaze, and saw bloodstains on the place where the little leopard was lying.Wei Ling quickly lifted up the two forelimbs of the little flower leopard, and gasped after only looking at it.

On the abdomen of the little flower leopard, there was a wound that penetrated deep into the intestines, dripping with blood, and even the intestines could be vaguely seen.

"Such a serious injury..." Wei Ling stood up and ran towards the cave where Zhaoyue was, holding the little flower leopard in his arms.

Inside the cave, spiritual energy surged, and the silver light was like practice.

The little flower leopard was lying on the spiritual mine, unconscious.Zhaoyue was standing by the edge of the spirit mine, with one hand hanging above the leopard's head, and was using her demonic power to heal the poor little leopard.

Half an hour later, Zhaoyue put down her palm and glanced at Wei Ling who was pacing back and forth.

"It's not your son, why are you nervous?"

Wei Ling was overjoyed when he saw him stop, but when he heard his words, he stopped smiling, glared at him and said, "You are the king of all demons, this little fellow is your son, your people, why don't you Do you think I'm nervous?"

"You're wrong. I eat meat."

When Wei Ling heard this, his expression was dull.

"If you didn't bring it, it would be a plate of food."

"...Lord Zhaoyue, tiger poison doesn't even eat its eggs!"

"You're wrong again. I'm a wolf, and it's a leopard. It's not my clan, let alone my son. And even if it's a clan, it will kill and devour each other. Isn't it the same for you humans?"

Wei Ling squinted and looked contemptuously: "Can the situation be the same? A monster is a monster, a demon cultivator is a demon cultivator, and a demon cultivator has spiritual intelligence, which is no different from a human being. How many people do it? It is true that the human race kills the same race, but not everyone does."

"Coincidentally! It is true that our monster clan devours our own clan, but not all monsters are like this." Zhaoyue smiled, "After all, we still have--vegetarian monster clan."

"Oh, you!" Wei Ling scratched his hair in embarrassment, and said angrily, "Why am I arguing with you about this! Anyway, this is the son of your monster clan, so you should worry about it!"

"I didn't say don't worry - isn't it cured?"

Wei Ling's eyes lit up: "Is it completely alright?"

Seeing his expression, Zhaoyue felt strange in her heart, and said, "How about it?"

Wei Ling chuckled: "Okay, I'll take it home."

"Do you want to keep it, or keep it as your mount?" Zhaoyue narrowed her eyes and said, "Dream! How dare you marry him Qi, this seat will dispose of you as a mount!"

Wei Ling laughed loudly: "It can still be used as a mount after being crippled? Master Zhaoyue is really amazing."

Zhaoyue stared at Wei Ling, until the other party stopped laughing under his gaze, and then explained in a cold voice: "I've ruined your foundation of cultivation, and let you be a humanoid mount."

"Eh..." Wei Ling subconsciously made up the appearance of the "humanoid mount" in his mind, and then shuddered abruptly.Looking at Zhaoyue's incomparably serious and cold gaze, she was immediately discouraged, "I, I just want to say... If you don't take it, don't take it."

Zhaoyue's gaze eased slightly: "This leopard is very injured, you should be more careful recently."

Wei Ling was still thinking about how to abduct the leopard back, but after hearing Zhaoyue's words, his heart moved and he said, "Didn't it be injured by other monsters?"

"No. What the monster caused was only a skin wound, and it mainly hurt the soul. If I guessed right, the person who hurt him should have practiced the art of stealing souls."

"Desperation?" Wei Ling looked surprised, "This is a sorcery, which is not allowed in the world of cultivating immortals. And why did he attack an underage cub? I heard from Master that Desire You can directly absorb other people's souls to improve your original soul cultivation, but this leopard soul is not powerful, so it won't help the other party to absorb its soul, right?"

"In theory, that's the case, but what if the other party is just doing an experiment?"

Wei Ling's expression froze: "For experiments, it's natural to find weaker ones who can be controlled... Then, is he going to attack the real target next?"

Zhaoyue looked down at the sleeping leopard, but didn't make a sound.

"Zhaoyue?" Wei Ling pulled off his sleeve, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhaoyue turned to look at him: "You don't want to come anytime soon. I'll send you a summons when this matter is clarified."

"Are you going to drive me outside because something happened?" Wei Ling scratched his head, wanted to refute but didn't know the reason, and finally sighed, "Forget it, I'm too poor in cultivation, it's true Can't help much, but if you catch that person, remember to notify me."

Zhaoyue's cultivation level is advanced, but her injuries are still not healed, and the villain is in the dark, using his cultivation base to follow Zhaoyue to arrest people, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for Zhaoyue in turn.

Zhaoyue obviously didn't expect Wei Ling to be so easily dismissed, she raised her eyelids, looked at the top of the cave and said, "Aren't you worried about me?"

"Don't worry." Wei Ling walked to the mine vein and sat down cross-legged, stroking the little flower leopard's back fur, and said, "I'm more worried about that guy who practices sorcery."

Zhaoyue sneered, she didn't know if she was angry or what, her face turned blue: "Since you're not worried, go back."

Wei Ling looked up at him, blinking his eyes: "I'm not worried about you, but I'm worried about it." Pointing at the sleeping little Huabao, Wei Ling smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "You're going to catch that Lianxie This little thing must be unattended, I'll bring it back... Ouch! It hurts! Let it go! Let it go!"

Zhaoyue reached out and tugged at a strand of hair on his forehead, threatening in a low voice: "Try saying one more thing?"

"Ouch! Don't say it! Don't say it! Let go!" Wei Ling cried out in pain while breaking Zhaoyue's hand, "Why are you like this? You are thousands of years old and you still bully teenage children! I Only seventeen! Only seventeen!"

Although he is a disciple of Xiuxian sect, some customs still follow the mortal world.For example, he didn’t tie his hair up and wear a crown before the weak crown, so his hair was only braided on the left and right sides, tied up behind his head, and two strands were left in front of his forehead, which looked childish and cute—it’s a pity at this time One of the two strands of hair was being pulled by someone, and it kept pulling forward.

Wei Ling subconsciously moved forward according to the strength, but because he was sitting cross-legged before, he got up suddenly, couldn't hold back the strength for a while, and slammed into Zhaoyue's arms all at once.

Zhaoyue reached out to support him, but didn't push him out. Instead, she whispered in his ear while embracing him: "To be exact, it's 1 years old."

"Wow! Are you so old?" Wei Ling backed away in surprise, then bent over and laughed out of breath.

Zhaoyue first looked at him calmly and laughed, then heard Wei Ling laughing and saying intermittently: "The thousand-year bastard, the ten-thousand-year turtle... Hahaha... The ten-thousand-year, turtle!"

Zhaoyue frowned, resisting the urge to whip Wei Ling, turned around and sat cross-legged on the Spirit Mine, and said slowly, "Your clothes are nice today."

Wei Ling didn't know why he suddenly mentioned his clothes, so he smiled and looked down at his clothes.

He was wearing a bamboo green long coat today, with a stone green coat over it.Eldest brother said yesterday that the weather was turning cold, so he specially prepared a small jacket for him. It happened that the color was dark green, which matched his inner clothes very well, so he put it on the outermost one and went out.Now that Zhaoyue mentioned this, he almost thought that he was not dressed properly, making Zhaoyue laugh at him.

Who would have thought that Zhaoyue continued slowly: "There is a common saying in the world, you may have heard it."

Wei Ling didn't turn the corner all at once, not understanding why Zhaoyue's topic changed from clothes to folk sayings.However, he had an intuition that Zhaoyue would not have any good words to say next, so he immediately listened with bated breath, hoping that he would be able to respond as soon as possible later, and reprimand all Zhaoyue's bad remarks.

Zhaoyue looked at him as if he was facing an enemy, and curled the corners of her lips: "The bastard looks at mung beans, what's the next sentence?"

Wei Ling: "..."

"Who do you say is mung bean? I am so tall and long-legged, how can I be mung bean? Let me tell you, the worst thing I can do is bean sprouts with my height and appearance, bah! No, you are bean sprouts! ... Not right either, You're a bastard!" Wei Ling jumped up from the ground and said a long series without panting, only to realize that he had completely misplaced the emphasis.

"Bad boy, look at mung beans..." Wei Ling gathered his little jacket, "You don't like me, do you? I'm only seventeen! You're over 1 years old!"

Zhaoyue was about to be laughed at by him, stretched out her hand, and directly rolled the man from the ground in front of her with the demonic force, then dragged him to her lap with the other hand, pressed his shoulder, and slapped him on the buttocks .

"Try again?"

"Stop it, stop it, Master Zhaoyue, please forgive me!" Wei Ling struggled to get up, but his strength was no match for Zhaoyue's, so he begged for mercy.

Zhaoyue sneered: "If you fall into my hands, you will compromise and beg for mercy and pretend to be pitiful. As soon as you let go, you will intensify and do not know how to restrain yourself. Want me to let you go? Okay, repeat all the bad things that have been said about me, and replace the slanderer. Be yourself, and repeat it."

"what?"

"Ah what, hurry up!" Zhaoyue said and slapped him on the buttocks again, "You don't want me to take off your pants and hit him?"

Wei Ling wailed: "Master Zhaoyue, Immortal! I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me go, I will never dare again in the future!" Ruler man, if Zhaoyue takes off his pants and spanks, how will he see people in the future!

"If you don't want to be beaten, just say it!"

Wei Ling was about to throw himself into a rage: "We've known each other for more than two years, how can I remember all the things I said to slander you!"

"That's because you talk too much!" Zhaoyue slapped him on the buttocks. This time, she didn't show mercy at all. She also deliberately lifted Wei Ling's jacket and beat Wei Ling in pain. Exhale.

"It hurts...it hurts to death, Zhaoyue, you are heartless and unjust, you hit it so hard!" Wei Ling cursed as he struggled, "My master and senior brother have never hit me, you really Hit me! You bastard!"

Zhaoyue turned cold, and this time she didn't waste any more words with him, and directly slapped him twice, until Wei Ling's eyes burst into tears.

"...Zhaoyue, I don't want to be friends with you anymore!" Wei Ling couldn't break free from Zhaoyue's restraint, so he could only beat the spirit mine hard in front of his face.

Another slap... Wei Ling finally understood that Zhaoyue was determined to torment herself, weighed it again and again, and finally said with a trembling voice: "I said you are barbaric..."

"I said that you are picky and unreasonable..."

"I also said that you don't know what to do..."

"It's just...these, it's gone, really." Wei Ling turned his head to look at Zhaoyue above his head, showing a flattering smile, "Actually, these are not bad words, just a little prison... Aw! It's not over with you!"

"Sure enough, we still need to be taught a lesson." Zhaoyue grabbed Wei Ling's jacket, and put one hand inside to press against an acupuncture point, "Say a word, I'll crush it hard once."

"No, no, Lord Zhaoyue! Brother Zhaoyue! Please, please, don't press it, I won't say it again!" Zhaoyue presses the acupuncture point is one of the pain points of the human body, which happens to control the pain of the human buttocks. If he pressed it all at once, he would have to cry in pain.

"There are only one, two or three things you said today." The implication is self-evident, Zhaoyue scratched Wei Ling's back as if nothing, and finally put it on the pain point of his buttocks, feeling the pain of his hands. The muscles that were constantly contracting suddenly slammed, "Say!"

Wei Ling jumped in fright at his last sentence, but was suppressed by Zhaoyue in an instant.

After a while, Wei Ling finally said in a low voice: "I shouldn't say you're vicious... I shouldn't say you're a bastard... let alone scold you..."

His voice was flat and depressed, with a hint of crying, Zhaoyue's heart softened when he heard it, but she still hardened her heart: "What else?"

"A few days ago I scolded you as a wolf-hearted dog, a few days ago I said you looked like my stepmother, a few days ago I said you were lewd..."

Zhaoyue sneered before he finished speaking: "Is it lustful to tell you not to take a girl's handkerchief casually?"

Wei Ling expressed dissatisfaction: "Senior Sister Yun gave it to me, I didn't take it... And you took that handkerchief, what's the owner's motive?"

The author has something to say: the first chapter will be sweet, and the next chapter will change and start to abuse. After the abuse, the memory kill will be gone, and the apprentice will come back.

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