The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"I'll go! Auntie, can you be gentler!"

In a remote small courtyard on the side peak of Lingyuan, there was a mournful wailing like a devil's cry. The sound was sonorous, powerful and long-lasting, which made the branches tremble and scared away all the birds.

"What's it called? If you don't know, you might think my aunt kills a pig!" Xue Songyu slapped a piece of gauze soaked in wound medicine, and slapped Li Lian heavily, deliberately avoiding the bright red wound.

"Where did you have the backbone when you competed with Qin Shi? Why don't you have it now?" The deafening sound of the sound of killing a pig disturbed her, her mouth was full of cynicism, but her hands were gentle and delicate.

"Even if you honestly admit defeat and let him beat you up to vent your anger, you won't be hurt more than you are now."

There were a few more howls from Piercing Cloud and Cracking Stone, which annoyed her: "Stop howling, the bandaging is over!"

The wailing sounds are endless, and the waves are higher than the waves, and people can't even tell which ones are real pain and which ones are just pretending.

"It's over?" One after another was taken aback, and instantly stopped his clumsy performance of screaming up to the sky and exerting too much force.

He looked down and saw that the plain white gauze wrapped his wound cleanly and neatly. From the shoulder to the lower abdomen, the thickness was appropriate, not frivolous or cumbersome. Only from the flat knot at the joint, we can see the doctor's patience, meticulousness and deep concern.

The medicine Xue Songyu used was not the best, but the care and care for him was truly sincere.

Even though many of Qiantianzong's fellow disciples have not seen Lianlian with their own eyes, they are full of natural jealousy and resentment towards him.Only Xue Songyu embraced him with kindness from the heart.

She is a female cultivator from Wen Yuanfeng, she has rough feelings, she doesn't like forming cliques and intrigues, and she won't go out of her way to please the senior sister who holds real power.

Such an ordinary cultivator with ordinary talent, who was lost in the crowd and pretended to be noble, was naturally ignored and excluded by Wen Yuanfeng's fellow disciples.

From this point of view, she is somewhat similar to successive situations.

The two became friends, and there were not so many twists and turns, it was just because Xue Songyu had a big heart.

She doesn't envy the succession of good luck, it's his chance and his luck, fate is decided by God, it has nothing to do with her.One after another is pleasing to the eye and the character is not bad, that's enough.

After coming to Qian Tianzong for two years, there are only two people who treat him well, one is Shizun, and the other is Xue Songyu.

For those who are kind and kind, he has never been stingy with his love.

There is a kindness for kindness, and there is revenge for revenge. His love and hatred have clear boundaries and clear distinctions.

"The wounds caused by Qin Shi's sword are not so easy to heal." Xue Songyu frowned while packing up the healing equipment, "Pay attention to yourself in the past few days, don't jump up and down like a mountain monkey, and practice swords after the wound is completely healed. "

Suddenly, I felt a little wronged, when did I jump up and down like a mountain monkey?

The wounds caused by the Excalibur are not easy to heal and need to rest for a long time, but these are minor problems.

The bigger problem is-

"You're getting married with Qin Shi's Liang Zi this time. I'll see what you do in the future." Xue Songyu tried her best to create a happy atmosphere of gloating, but the frowning of her brows showed her failure.

Her black hair was pulled up high, combed into a big ponytail, and tied with a big waist-length braid.

Different from the charming and beautiful female cultivator with golden steps on the temples, she exudes a kind of sharpness and arrogance of military background.

Sometimes it makes people think that she was once a female bandit who fell into a bandit and occupied the mountain for herself, the king of the mountain.

The big braid that used to be radiant was now hanging down listlessly, fully revealing her worries.

Although Qin Shi's status is still in the generation of Qiantianzong's disciples, his cultivation is one of the best in Yantian Realm.

It is a great shame for a Nascent Soul Venerable who ranks among the best in combat power to be held around his neck by a sword.What's more, he has long disliked successive ones, wishing to crush him to ashes.

This matter cannot be improved.

"In the future, you must either stand next to Daoist Juechen or stay far away from Qin Shi. Never meet him alone." Xue Songyu was worried and helpless, "I'm really afraid that one day he won't be able to hold back, and take advantage of Daojun's absence to strike a sword." Kill you, and then destroy the body, no one will know when you died."

"At that time, I couldn't even set up a tomb for you."

They were stunned one after another.

The King of the Mountain seems to be very familiar with the process of murder and arson, and the process of destroying corpses and removing traces.

But he understands the truth, but the concubine can't do it.

Qin Shi has admired his master for a long time, and in order to achieve his wish, he has resorted to all means.

I want to protect my master, but my cultivation is too far behind my opponent, and I am at a complete disadvantage, so I can only use other methods to deal with him secretly.

To make it like this today has already directly torn his face.At that time, he was full of blood and only had swords and blood in his eyes. Now that he calmed down, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful. It really wasn't very wise to fight hard.

However, things have come to this point, and we can only take one step at a time.

They responded vaguely one after another.

Xue Songyu also knew that things were not that easy, and it was unlikely that Qin Shi would just let it go.It's not their decision.

She quickly changed the subject and picked up the food box on the small table: "Wang Ji's dim sum, do you want to eat now?"

There is Qianyuan Town at the foot of Qiantianzong's mountain, backed by the fairy mountain, and the town has a large population of immortals and ordinary people.Ordinary people seeking immortality and cultivators seeking relatives and friends came and went in an endless stream.

The name of the town has already exceeded the scale of the big city.

There is a century-old pastry shop in the town, which has become a local specialty, and the business is very hot.

No visit to Qianyuan Town is complete without eating Wang Ji’s cakes.

The monks who established the foundation have been able to fast, but there are still many monks who love to eat and drink, after all, they cannot avoid the fact that food is the paramount necessity of the people.

Xue Songyu is very fond of pastries and sweets.

He didn't pay much attention to food one after another, but he was born in the mundane world, and he used to eat three meals a day, a habit for more than 20 years.

During the period when I just practiced, although I could eat bigu, I was still not used to not eating for a few days, and I still felt fatigue and hunger in my heart.

Taoist Juechen has never experienced fireworks in the world, only Xue Songyu, who has been a mortal, would ask him: Are you hungry?

On a cold and rainy night, someone is concerned about whether you are hungry or not, and cooks a bowl of steaming noodles for you, even if it is just plain noodles with ordinary craftsmanship, and the noodle soup is as light as water, it can also warm the long cold night.

"Hot food warms the heart, nourishes qi and blood" is the creed that Xue Songyu often talks about.

Every time she goes down the mountain to buy snacks, she will bring one after another.

Thinking of you when eating food is not only because the taste of the food is so good that you want to share it with others, it also proves that you have a place in his heart.

So I gradually developed a sweet tooth.

Occasionally, he would ask Xue Songyu to help him buy another copy to honor his master.

Daoist Juechen has a profound realm, sitting on Lingyuan Peak, and there is no shortage of spiritual stones and magic weapons.

With successive abilities, there is no way to obtain a peerless treasure worthy of him.

The spirit stones in his pocket were all given by his master.

Qin Shi was able to prepare a tael of gold and a tael of tea Junshan Silver Leaf for his master. The only thing he could think of, the only thing he could buy was the famous Wangji pastry, which even the monks praised.

"I just got into a fight, and I'm about to die of starvation." Lian Li stretched out his hand impatiently to grab it.

In front of the well-behaved master, he only had the appearance of a gentle and refined gentleman.

Only in front of Xue Songyu, who is in a similar situation and has a bold and unrestrained personality, can he show some of his youthful disposition that has not yet faded.

"Hurry up... what, did you wash your hands?" Xue Songyu rolled his eyes at him, with a clear look of disgust, as if the bandits in the cottage were cleaner than him.

They pretended to wipe their hands on the half-cloaked middle coat one after another, and were about to start the car when the door of the bamboo house creaked and was gently pushed open, accompanied by a cool breeze passing through the hall.

The successive residences are located on a side peak within Lingyuan Peak, where the smoke is cold and the trees are cold, and there are few people around.

One after another, knowing that his classmates don't want to see him, he deliberately chose the most remote place to live, so that both parties can't see or worry.

Except for Xue Songyu, no one would come here to look for him.

Curious in his heart, he immediately turned his head to look, and Zhu Qing's slender figure came into view impressively.

It was Master.

As the Lord of Lingyuan Peak, Taoist Lord Juechen has a high position and authority. No matter who he wants to see, he should go to Chenfeng Hall to worship him.There is absolutely no reason to come in person.

What's more, the decoration of the disciple's room is simple, far inferior to the carved dragons and painted phoenixes in the Chenfeng Hall, which is elegant and luxurious.

After coming back one after another, the blood-stained Taoist robes were still thrown on the ground, and the smoky incense could not cover up the strong smell of blood.

Such a messy and criss-crossed place is really not suitable for a fairy-like and jade-like fairy to step into.

Startled one after another, he hurriedly got up and saluted, the action involved the abdominal wound, the pain made him almost grinning his teeth.

Just now he howled like a pig butcher, and even the slight injury on his arm seemed to make him feel pain-but now he could only grit his teeth and hold back, not letting the other party see the slightest clue.

"Sit still."

Daoist Juechen nodded slightly to Xue Songyu who was saluting with downcast eyes, and then ignored him, only looking at the bandages on successive body.

The master's dim eyes looked a little uncomfortable one after another.

He is like a child who is dependent on others, he made a mistake, and he doesn't want to cause too much trouble to the person who adopted him, so he can only explain in a hurry: "The injury is not serious, it has been taken care of, and it will recover in a few days."

After looking around one after another, the cold eyes turned to his face: "Take off the bandage, and reapply the medicine."

Daoist Juechen held a white jade medicine bottle in his hand.Needless to say, he wanted his disciples to use his own medicine.

They secretly calculated the time one after another.

When he came back from the competition stage, he happened to meet Xue Songyu who brought him pastries.

The wound on his body was fresh and smooth, and it didn't take much time to treat it, it took only a quarter of an hour until now.

Master came at this time, he should have returned to Chenfeng Hall to get the medicine and rushed over immediately.

Mausoleum Peak is forbidden to fly. Master must have left in such a short time.

Master's care and care for him has been engraved in his heart one by one one by one, and Hong En will never forget it.

Because of this, he didn't want to cause any trouble to Master.

The medicine given to him by the master must not be an ordinary wound medicine that can be easily refined.The wound has been treated, there is no need to waste a good panacea.

Just as he was about to refuse, another tall figure entered through the open bamboo door.

The exquisite eyebrows frowned slightly, and the impeccable expressions were stunned for a moment.He never dreamed that Qin Shi would come.

The only expected situation, Qin Shi came here for only one reason - to take his life.

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Received the little angel's thunderbolt, happy!bow~

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

[Suffering from master persecution delusion disorder] one after another: Qin Shi loves master...

Qin Shi: Enough!

2.

One after another: Qin Shi and I have formed a big bond.

Qin Shi: ...Not only did he not have any enmity, but all the previous anger has disappeared.

3.

One after another: Don't cause trouble for Master.

Master: Hurry up and trouble me!