Chapter 150

Lin Muyi walked along the forest path, holding the Qilin Blood who was obediently trotting to keep up with him in one hand, and behind him was Yin Wuxian who followed not far away. The man just followed behind him, without saying a word, silently, only the rustling sound of the full fallen leaves paved in the mountains and forests under his feet, but it made Lin Muyi feel that he was holding his breath in his heart.

"Does the junior brother really want him to move away from Hongluo Peak with his injuries?" Thinking of what Zhuo Yangming said not long ago, Lin Muyi couldn't help but feel depressed.

Of course, he couldn't let Yin Wuxian go out and stand on his own when he was injured, especially when there was still his credit in that injury. Although listening to the sound of broken footsteps coming from behind Yin Wujian at this time, Lin Muyi regretted it very much, and almost wanted him to get out of Hongluo Peak immediately.

However, in front of Zhuo Yangming, of course it was impossible for him to say such a thing, let alone the real reason why he wanted Yin Wuxian to leave.

In fact, as early as when everyone set off to the Beimang Ice Plain together, he had this idea. At that time, he had been negligent in this matter, and he did not notice that Yin Wujian had established his prestige in the Mingtai Gate, so he was no longer suitable to live with his master.

But at this time, he brought up the old matter again, not only because Yin Wujian had reached the peak of his cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he should have set up his own door a long time ago, but also because he had a dual cultivation relationship with Yin Wujian beyond that of master and apprentice, and this relationship made him at a loss, so he decided to twist Yin Wujian far away, so that he could be out of sight and out of mind.

This is the latter reason, and he will never say it to anyone.

And when Zhuo Yangming got the assurance that he would temporarily help take care of Yin Wuji's injury, Yun Danfeng nodded lightly and when Edgeworth left, Lin Muyi suddenly realized that he, the senior brother of the iceberg, had actually become a gang with Yin Wujian at some point!

Thinking about it, back then, his senior brother would help Yin Wuxian conceal his cultivation, and now it is even more obvious that he is biased towards Yin Wujian.

Lin Muyi couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, and he didn't know when Yin Wuxian found such a backer as the senior brother in charge.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, although Yin Wujian is his disciple, he has not been in retreat for ten years, but Yin Wujian is practicing under Zhuo Yangming's seat, and the two have been quite familiar with each other in the past ten years.

So much so that the cold momentum around Yin Wujian had some shadows of Zhuo Yangming, and it became more and more like Yin Wujian in the previous life.

Thinking about coming to this life, being so mixed by Lin Muyi's rebirth, although these two people have no master-apprentice relationship, they still have such an opportunity.

Lin Mu pondered one by one, and walked forward from the other, and Yin Wuxian followed behind him without a long distance. Although Lin Muyi didn't mention the matter of driving him out of Hongluo Peak for the time being for the sake of his injury, Yin Wuxian still couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. At this time, seeing Lin Mu walking forward with his head bored, he didn't want to look back at him at all, and finally couldn't help but call: "Master!"

Lin Muyi was upset, and when he heard his call, he turned his head viciously and glared at him, scolding: "Shut up!"

Yin Wuxian was stopped by his shout, so he had to shut up in a sneer, not daring to bother him any more.

The unicorn blood, who had been honest and quiet, seemed to be startled by Lin Muyi's irritable appearance, he had been in the cave with Lin Muyi for ten years, and he had rarely seen Lin Muyi so irritable, so he couldn't help but whisper "Master".

Lin Muyi was holding his breath in his heart, and when he heard Qilin Blood call him that again, he couldn't help but be a little angry, and scolded him angrily: "You also shut up!"

Lin Muyi consciously received a fruit of Qilin blood, received his favor, and brought him out of the Wuxu Illusion Realm without authorization, and let him come to this Yunlan realm by himself, without relatives or reason, he felt indebted to him, he has always loved and cared for him, and has always been gentle to him Nephrite, where has he ever spoken so viciously? For the first time today, I saw Lin Muyi's angry appearance, I had seen him hurt people before, but now I was very yelled at him in such a bad tone, Qilin Blood was a little frightened at that time, and he curled his mouth a little aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.

When Lin Mu saw his expression, he also knew that he was a little angry. This kid is pure and good-natured, except that he has hardly seen outsiders, and his temperament is as pure as a blank piece of paper, so he regretted that he didn't choose what to say, so he had to sigh, pinched his face, and looked at the white and tender, soft cheeks that were pinched out by him with a touch of blush, but his tone was softened: "Lin'er, how many times have I told you, don't call me Master." You are a spiritual cultivator, you can't enter my Mingtai Sect, and I can't be your master's. “

Qilin blood didn't know if he understood it or not, he still blinked his eyes a little ignorantly, but his expression faded away from the fear of Fang Cai, and he bent his eyes and laughed, feeling that this was the Lin Muyi he was familiar with.

As soon as Lin Muyi said this, Qilin Blood didn't react, but Yin Wuxian, who had been following the two of them, couldn't help but be excited.

It turned out that the master did not accept him as an apprentice! Then he was still the only disciple of the master!

Yin Wuxian only felt that the haze in his heart was swept away, and he was extremely happy.

As soon as Lin Mu heard his movements, he glanced back at him a little strangely, not knowing where he got his happiness from, but he simply couldn't see this person happy, so he snorted coldly again, and just took the Qilin blood and continued to walk forward.

The three of them returned to the courtyard at the top of Xiaohongluo Peak, only to see that the entire Xiaohongluo Peak was silent, and obviously there was no one else except the three of them. It's just that the yard looks quite tidy, only in the past three days, the tall peach blossom tree in the yard has fallen a gorgeous peach blossom one after another.

Lin Mu looked around, pulled the unicorn blood into the house, and saw that the house was also clean and tidy, and it didn't look like it had been uninhabited for a long time. The table, the stool, the flower and the scene in the room are still the same as Lin Muyi remembers, and even the books spread out on the soft couch are still the pages that Lin Muyi saw when he left.

Everything was as if Lin Muyi had never left at all.

Lin Muyi stroked the spotless table, his heart was a little indescribable, but his face was still calm, and he didn't say anything.

"Master!" Qilin Blood, who had been following him closely, couldn't help but open his mouth and broke the silence.

Lin Mu came back to his senses, turned his head and glared at him with some displeasure, he pursed his lips a little aggrieved, but finally changed his words: "Sir...... Is this where my husband lives, and will I live here with him in the future?"

Lin Mu nodded, but thought in his heart that before the next time the Wuxu Illusion was opened, this kid would probably have to live with him. It's just that the Qilin Blood seems to have lost its previous memories as Xiaocao since its transformation, and he is also ignorant of the previous things, and he doesn't know anything, and Lin Muyi has never mentioned the previous things to him, and these plans will naturally not be mentioned to him.

It's just that it's only been ten years since the last time the Wuxu Illusion was opened, and I don't know how long it will take to wait for that illusion to open again. Thinking of this, Lin Muyi put aside the matter of Qilin blood, and turned to Yin Wujian again. As soon as he saw him, Lin Muyi's face also turned cold, and he didn't have the slightest gentleness when facing the Qilin blood. Yin Wuxian looked at his expression in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart, but he could only tell himself that the future would be long.

Lin Mu glanced at Yin Wuxi, and saw that he had not said a word since he was reprimanded by him, and at this time he just followed him quietly, standing a few steps away with his hands down, with a low eyebrow and pleasing appearance, but he saw that Lin Muyi felt uncomfortable for a while.

As if to cover up, Lin Muyi snorted lightly from his nose and shouted at Yin Wuxi: "Come here." “

Yin Wuxian hesitated slightly, then moved his steps and walked closer, bowed and said, "Master." “

Yin Wuxian pointed to the chair beside him, and it was just one word lightly: "Sit." “

Yin Wuzhi was silent, not knowing what his intentions were, but he still obediently sat down with his words.

When Lin Mu saw him sit down obediently, he didn't say anything, just walked up to him and lowered his head to look at him.

He stood very close, and Yin Wuxian couldn't help but lean back slightly, looking up at him. Lin Mu was still extremely cold on the side, and his originally delicate appearance also showed a little cold and hard. It's just that Yin Wuxian didn't care at all, Lin Muyi's look was something he was used to seeing for a long time.

Lin Muyi pursed his lips and reached out to pry open the collar of Yin Wufu again. Yin Wujian was extremely obedient at this time, sitting motionless, looking up at Lin Muyi to check his injuries.

Lin Muyi looked at the injury again, and Zhuo Yangming was there, so he didn't have time to take a closer look, but at this moment, Lin Muyi felt that this injury was inexplicably familiar.

They were all burned by fire...... Lin Muyi still clearly remembered that when Yin Wujian came out of the Wuru Illusion, his burns were even more miserable than at this time, but Lin Muyi took a cursory look at it, and the injuries had already healed, leaving only a faint scar on Yin Wujian's back, and just by lifting the collar on one side, he could see large and small scars crisscrossing the wheat-colored skin as far as his eyes could see.

It seems that Yin Wuwu has also suffered a lot over the years.

Lin Muyi frowned, took out a few medicine bottles from the Qiankun bag, and asked as if unintentionally, "Who was injured?"

Yin Wujian paused, and then replied: "When I returned to the gate the day before yesterday, I happened to meet someone who was making trouble at the mountain gate, and he was injured a little when he fought with that person, and he was fine. He said this, but he didn't seem to want Lin Muyi to continue to ask, but instead looked at the young man who was standing aside and looking at the two curiously, and asked, "Master, who is this?"

Although he asked like this, he already had the answer in his heart.

At that time, Lin Mu didn't wait for him to wake up from his coma, so he hurriedly left the Beimang Ice Plain and rushed back to Mingtaimen to retreat, waiting for the transformed unicorn blood to go. In the past ten years, he has not seen the child in the door, and he heard from the master that the child was taken into the cave of retreat by Lin Muyi.

Now ten years have passed, and the young man who came out of the cave with Lin Muyi thinks that it is the blood of the unicorn back then.

Sure enough, Lin Mu glanced at the child and said, "His name is Xie Qilin, and he is the child back then." “

Yin Wuxian was relieved, and at this time, Lin Muyi had already opened a porcelain bottle, and after confirming the contents of the bottle, he leaned down slightly and brought the mouth of the bottle to Yin Wuxian's injury. With his bending movements, Yin Wuxian only felt a good smell of grass and trees coming from Lin Muyi's body.

This familiar smell made Yin Wuxian feel unrestrained.

Lin Muyi has been in retreat for ten years, and he refuses to show it, and he didn't expect to come back this time to catch Lin Muyi out of the customs, which caught him off guard, but he never had the real sense that Lin Muyi really came back. And it was only at this time, so close to Lin Muyi, smelling the familiar smell on his body, that Yin Wuyi had a feeling that Lin Muyi had finally returned.

Yin Wuxian was agitating in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but get a little hot.

Lin Muyi didn't know what he was thinking, he just looked at the wound on his shoulder intently, tilted the bottle slightly, and sprinkled the white medicinal powder in the bottle on the wound on Yin Wuji's shoulder.

I don't know what the medicinal powder is made of, it has no taste or smell, but as soon as it comes into contact with the wound on Yin Wuji's shoulder, it is like encountering boiling water, "sizzling", and at the same time a puff of green smoke comes out. Yin Wujian only felt that his shoulders were burned by fire again, and the distracting thoughts in his heart were scattered, and cold sweat broke out when he landed, and he snorted in pain, gritted his teeth, and then couldn't help but scream.

When Lin Mu saw him like this, he was really a little pitiful, but he still refused to spare him: "Now you know that it hurts, if you don't suffer from these injuries, how can you endure these pains?"

Yin Wuxian was so painful that his fingers twitched and twitched, and when he heard Lin Muyi's words, he had to respond helplessly: "What the master taught is." “

Lin Muyi wanted to send him a few more words, but it was really painful to see him like this, and he couldn't say it anymore, so he continued to sprinkle those white medicinal powders evenly on his wounds, and complained again: "Senior brother, too, is there no one else in this Mingtai Gate? “

Yin Wuxian raised his eyes to look at him, the wound hurt so much that he could barely speak, but at this time his heart was truly settled. Since Lin Muyi came out, the two met again after ten years, and this was the first time Lin Muyi cared about him. This made Yin Wuxian feel some hope in his heart.

The master still has him in his heart.

Now that he is injured, Master will not let him go again. But as long as the master still thinks about him in his heart and feels sorry for him, he still has a chance. As long as he makes amends to the master, the master may forgive him and stop driving him away.

Thinking of this, Yin Wuxian couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile: "Thank you Master for your concern!"

Lin Muyi's good-looking eyebrows twisted up, Yin Wujian's appearance at this time was really a little embarrassed, his clothes were disheveled, and he was covered in bruises, and he was even more in a cold sweat, but he still looked up and smiled at him.

Looking at Lin Mu's eyes, he only felt inexplicably anxious in his heart, and after a pause, he put the porcelain vase on the table next to him, looked back at Xie Qilin, who was probing his brain, and said curiously: "I haven't come to help your senior brother heal." As he spoke, he took a step back and left in front of Yin Wuxian.

As he retreated, Yin Wuxian only felt that the familiar smell of grass and trees was far away, and he felt a sense of loss for no reason, but he didn't dare to reach out and hold Lin Muyi. It's just that he also looked at Xie Qilin with a grim face.

Xie Qilin was called, but he was not annoyed, touched his head, said "oh", and obediently walked up, took Lin Muyi's place, and helped Yin Wujian to take the medicine. 166 Reading Network