Du Heng slammed the door of the room loudly, and his voice did not have the arrogant appearance of a senior monk: "Shen Hanfeng! I brought your apprentice with you, and you really don't want to see him? Every time Du Heng was unhappy, he would call Shen Hanfeng by name and surname.

There was no movement in the wings.

Du Heng's brows furrowed tightly, Shen Hanfeng was so abnormal...... He couldn't help but have some bad guesses, and only then did he feel a little anxious in his heart. It's just that there is Zhuo Junchen watching by his side, and Du Heng can't do too much, so he has to say to Zhuo Junchen: "You go back first......"

Before Du Heng's words were finished, the door of the wing room suddenly opened, bringing up a cold wind, mixed with a slight chill. Du Heng and Zhuo Junchen both turned their heads in surprise, Du Heng was surprised by the wind and snow in the room, and Zhuo Junchen was surprised by the green silk that was originally like ink in Shizun, but now it has become white hair pressed on his shoulders.

Shen Hanfeng only wore a thin layer of single clothes, and as Zhuo Junchen remembered, there was an extra silver-white mark between his eyebrows, but this mark was mysterious, like some kind of totem, but it couldn't be seen.

Du Heng asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you!" There was surprise and anger in his deep voice.

Shen Hanfeng said to him, "I'll talk to you later." He turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Junchen up and down, seeing that the external injuries on his apprentice's body had healed, there was a hint of peace of mind in his eyes, "How is your body?" ”

Zhuo Junchen's thoughts were a little confused, and his voice was a little panicked: "It's almost better, Zisu diagnoses my pulse every day." ”

Shen Hanfeng nodded, and said with a cold expression: "Since this is the case, take care of your illness." It's all right, and then go back to Frost Sky Peak. ”

"Yes." Zhuo Junchen responded, but he felt that there was something wrong in his heart, but he was uncertain now and didn't notice it.

Shen Hanfeng said again: "The wound medicine in the room has run out. ”

Du Heng frowned, and sent Zhuo Junchen to say: "You go to Bicaotang to find Mu Zisu, he knows what kind of injury medicine your master used, but Mu Zisu is also very busy, don't rush him." ”

Zhuo Junchen responded in a muffled voice, and there was a bit of haste in his steps when he turned around. Du Heng saw that he was restless, but at this time, he also had extra time to care about this master and nephew. He didn't see anything out of the place and walked into Shen Hanfeng's wing, his expression was full of seriousness.

"You've been closed these days, why are you still like this? I don't even have time to ask you, what did you encounter on Taiyun Mountain, and forced you to take a salary from the bottom of the kettle and use such a method? Du Heng casually threw a prohibition, so that the conversation between the two would not be heard by Zhuo Junchen, who had not gone far, and asked like a cannon in his mouth.

Shen Hanfeng closed the door unhurriedly, turned around and said to Du Heng: "Well Guarding Demon Dragon." ”

Du Heng's expression froze, and when they arrived at Taiyun Mountain, the entire Taiyun Mountain was almost frozen by Shen Hanfeng's spiritual power. He was concerned about the safety of the master and apprentice, and he had no time to pay attention to what was in the ice and snow. He never thought that Shen Hanfeng and the others had actually encountered the Well Guarding Demon Dragon.

He had also heard a little about the power of the Well Guarding Demon Dragon, and in the face of the fierce beasts of the Mahayana period, it was already a great luck that Shen Hanfeng and the others could come back alive.

Du Heng said: "I'm afraid the injuries on your body are not light, right?" Why haven't you even seen me these days? ”

Shen Hanfeng shook his head, it wasn't that he didn't see Du Heng, but he didn't realize that Du Heng had come at all. Since the day he entered the house, Shen Hanfeng has been in a coma until now, and not long before Zhuo Junchen and the others came, Shen Hanfeng woke up from a coma. And Du Heng had always known that Shen Hanfeng didn't like to be disturbed, and he could detect his ban on being outside before, so he didn't come into the house to take a look, just because Shen Hanfeng didn't want others to see his white hair.

"I only want you to be not seriously injured, but I don't want you to lose your teeth and swallow blood." Du Heng can also understand Shen Hanfeng a little. Shen Hanfeng has made a lot of enemies outside, although he has the protection of the Immortal Gate, it is difficult to say whether he will be robbed while the fire is fired.

"Fortunately, now you are also sober, reach out and I'll show you." As he spoke, Du Heng lifted his sleeves to diagnose Shen Hanfeng's pulse. Shen Hanfeng stretched out his hand and looked at Du Heng with a faint expression.

Du Heng smiled at first, and had a slight assessment of Shen Hanfeng's condition in his heart, but when he was really diagnosed, his expression was furious. Du Heng let go of Shen Hanfeng, raised his hand to pull Shen Hanfeng's clothes, Shen Hanfeng did not resist at all, and as soon as the wound on his chest was revealed, Du Heng couldn't say anything angry.

After a long silence, Du Heng asked hoarsely, "He already knew that there was a god and demon well there. Shen Hanfeng didn't answer, straightened his clothes and sat on the bed.

A trace of sadness flashed in Du Heng's eyes, and the hatred in his eyes deepened: "What is he going to force you to?" He won't stop until you die? ”

Shen Hanfeng raised his eyes, his eyebrows were a little tired: "A dispensable sword, it is naturally the best to be able to hurt the enemy." It's just that one day, this sword is so sharp that it can hurt itself, or the rust is dull and can't take advantage of it, so naturally it is best to find a way to destroy it. After just a few words, Shen Hanfeng looked a little exhausted, and half leaned on the head of the bed.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Du Heng couldn't help but ask. After asking, Du Heng laughed at himself, that person has always been the best at grasping the opportunity, and if he can pick this time to attack Shen Hanfeng, he will naturally be sure that Shen Hanfeng is powerless to resist. How can a fisherman who reaps the profits give the fish on the knife a chance to break the net.

Du Heng seemed to think of something, and sneered: "Speaking of which, your precious apprentice has also reached a similar age, and you died just to clean up Zhuo Junchen, but he has a good calculation." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Shen Hanfeng's eyes, and he said in a persistent tone: "No matter what, I will never let Ah Chen repeat my mistakes." ”

Du Heng glanced at him, the hatred in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he regained his original empty appearance. Du Heng sneered: "If you want to protect your precious apprentice, you might as well think about your current self first." He looked around, the furnishings in this room were still familiar to him, but they were all covered with a layer of ice, Shen Hanfeng's injuries were not made up, and now he couldn't control his spiritual power, like a walking ice field.

Du Heng sighed slightly, rolled up his sleeves, and casually drew a bloody mark on his wrist: "I haven't thought about how to treat your current condition, but it's only right to press it down first so that your apprentice doesn't suspect it." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Shen Hanfeng.

When Zhuo Junchen pushed the door in, he saw such a scene. Du Heng half-supported Shen Hanfeng, who was sitting on the bed, but Shen Hanfeng bent down slightly and kissed Du Heng's wrist. The white hair on the purple shirt was swaying, and Zhuo Junchen suddenly had an abrupt meaning.

Hearing the sound of the door suddenly opening, Du Heng patted Shen Hanfeng on the back. Shen Hanfeng raised his head unhurriedly, and when he saw the apprentice's dejected appearance, Shen Hanfeng frowned.

This expression fell in Zhuo Junchen's eyes, and it became another meaning. Just now he was worried about Shizun's injury, and he forgot to knock on the door for a while.

"Master, I took the medicine and came over, I'm a little anxious." Zhuo Junchen heard his voice explain sourly.

Shen Hanfeng nodded, rubbing his eyebrows, looking very tired. Seeing this, Du Heng withdrew his hand and helped Shen Hanfeng to lie down: "If you are not in good spirits, take a good rest, and I will take your apprentice back first." ”

Shen Hanfeng was extremely tired, closed his eyes and said to Du Heng: "You remember to heal Ah Chen's injuries well." Du Heng naturally understood.

was taken out of the wing room by Du Heng, Zhuo Junchen watched Du Heng close the door and said, "Uncle, don't you have to leave the medicine to the master?" ”

Du Heng glanced at the ointment in his hand, took it and put it in his arms and said, "Your master is very tired now, leave this medicine with me, and wait for him to wake up and then give him medicine." ”

Zhuo Junchen pursed his lips, he just left for a while, and Shizun fell asleep. He clearly saw that although Shizun's face was a little pale, his lips were bright red and bright. Coupled with the ointment that was casually put away by Du Heng, Zhuo Junchen couldn't help but feel that he was specially opened.

Thinking of his guess when he passed the lotus pond, Zhuo Junchen's hands hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into fists, and a trace of red light faintly crossed his eyes.

Sensing the sudden murderous aura, Du Heng raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Junchen who lowered his head.

"Jun Chen?" Du Heng frowned, extremely vigilant in his heart, now that Shen Hanfeng was seriously injured, only he and Zhuo Junchen could enter and exit this other moon residence. It's hard to say if there will be someone else who will do something to this teacher and nephew with low spiritual power.

Zhuo Junchen woke up suddenly, saw the jealousy in Du Heng's eyes, and his heart was even more chilling: "Fang Caizi Su said that he is short of manpower over there, so I'll help him." After casually pulling his head, Zhuo Junchen turned around and left without looking back.

Du Heng watched him walk away, touched his chin and pondered, only then did he see a trace of jealousy on his nephew's face, and he didn't know if he was wrong.

Zhuo Junchen didn't care about what Du Heng was thinking, there were scenes flashing in his mind, Shizun was white-clothed and white-haired, his face was pale, but his lips were bright red and bright...... There is also the warm touch that suddenly recalls between the lips and teeth, and the kiss with the smell of blood has an unusual sweetness.

Zhuo Junchen had a splitting headache, one moment it was the appearance of the master half-lying on Du Heng's body, and the other time it was the master lying in the ice and snow, intertwined with his lips and teeth. The fragmentary and illusory memories are pieced together little by little, and a very astonishing fact is outlined.

"Do you think you can pretend it's just a dream and you can blame all your dirty thoughts on illusions?" A mocking voice echoed in his head.

Zhuo Junchen suddenly stopped, and behind him was the gate of Beiyueju, and he roared, "Who are you!" ”

The voice smiled contemptuously, the red light under Zhuo Junchen's eyes lit up, and he heard his voice ringing in his ears: "I will fall in love with the master who raised me with hard work, heh, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors." ”