The white-clothed and black-haired immortal's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and he scolded coldly, "Nonsense." ”

"Ahh

Xin Xi relied on Shen Yue to see it, and looked at the boy with the same eyes as if he were looking at goods.

But he said lightly: "Where did the poor child come from, it is pleasing to look at, how about giving it to me, senior brother?" ”

The boy looked at the woman with a dark gaze, but his body hid behind Shen Yue as if he was afraid, and said intermittently, "No... Want. ”

After speaking, he shrank behind Shen Yue, and his thin body trembled slightly.

Shen Yue's eyebrows became more and more cold, "Xinxi, he is not a toy." ”

Xin Xi's expression cooled, but his voice was still sweet, "Senior brother, don't worry, if you don't give it to me, you don't want it!" ”

The boy tilted his head to look at the woman, his eyes dark and terrifying.

The paper crane flew to the woman's white fingers, and without knowing what to say, the woman left without staying too long.

Generally, the big and small affairs of the sect are solved by Xin Xi, on the contrary, Shen Yue spends most of his time in cultivation.

A disciple wanted to take the boy down to bathe first, but the boy clutched Shen Yue's sleeve tightly and hid behind her and didn't let go.

The disciple stood in place with his head bowed and embarrassed.

Shen Yue wanted to pull him in front of him, but the boy shrunk tightly behind her back, not daring to come out.

Shen Yue was a little helpless, waved his hand to let the disciple step back, and personally took his hand to the bath.

The boy's entire body was in warm water, only his head was outside, and his extremely dark eyes stayed on the white-clothed immortal with his back to him.

For fear that the immortal in front of him would disappear in the blink of an eye, and then return to his nightmarish life.

Until the body is washed, the light blue robe with silky soft fabric, and the rich dish is eaten, everything here is like a dream.

Shen Yue sat on the soft couch, her sleeves were still pulled by the young man, and she said lightly, "What's your name?" ”

The boy was very thin, with dull yellow skin, and his dark eyes were becoming more and more unpleasant.

He spoke in a choppy, difficult-sounding way: "I... I don't know. ”

No one has ever called his name, he has been an abandoned existence since birth, living a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs, and the most people are called are just little beggars, little mongrels.

The immortal with his eyes covered with a white cloth was stunned for a moment, his slender snow-white hand fell on his rough hair, and his voice was cold: "It's okay, you will be called Rong Hua in the future." ”

System: [What route are you going to take?] ]

Shen Yue: [Just follow the plot.] ]

The original owner is not a good person, in her original plot, she is really not good for the villain, and the reason why she keeps the villain by her side is also because of the prophecy, she knows that the villain has two demon bones, and it is the safest only to stay by her side, and the reason why she doesn't kill the villain is also because the demon god can't be killed at all, and there will still be reincarnation if you kill it, and you can't kill people every day.

But the original owner only thought about cultivation in her heart, and she didn't care about the life or death of the villain.

The boy subconsciously rubbed her hand, and a trace of admiration flashed in his dark eyes.

"Okay."

Shen Yue took him to the side hall and let the boy obediently lie on the bed and cover the quilt.

After placing him, Shen Yue originally wanted to get up, but the sleeves of his shirt were tightly grasped by the boy, and he never let go.

Shen Yue was helpless, but she still sat on the edge of the bed and accompanied the boy.

When he heard the sound of the boy's gradually calming breathing, Shen Yue got up very lightly and gently pulled back his sleeves.

As soon as he came out, the disciple guarding the door stepped forward and saluted: "Master, Elder Ye is waiting inside." ”

Shen Yue nodded lightly.

The disciple quietly raised his eyes, and could only see the immortal with his eyes covered with white cloth walking in front of him, his side face was cold and beautiful, and his steps were slow and graceful, and he couldn't tell that he was blind at all.

With a flicker in his mind, the disciple hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to take another presumptuous look.

When Shen Yue arrived, Elder Ye was drinking spiritual tea.

Elder Ye was an old man who looked kind, he drank the tea in his hand indifferently, and only after drinking it did he say, "I heard that you brought someone back. ”

Shen Yue sat up straight and hummed softly.

"The natural qualifications that can be favored by you are good, and you are not too young, and you should also have been apprenticed, so that your zinc Qing Temple will be lively."

"That's exactly what I mean."

Her skin was sickly pale, and her brows grew colder.

Elder Ye felt very powerless, but there was no way, so he talked about the matter of accepting apprentices here and left.

Shen Yue went directly to the dormitory and sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

There was a soft sobbing sound from the side hall, and Shen Yue heard it at once, her eyes couldn't see, but her ears were very keen.

The aura slowly retracted, and Shen Yue got up and walked out.

"Master, he's been crying, and the disciple shouldn't know what to do." The disciple's face was full of embarrassment, he had never taken a child with him, and when he saw the boy crying, he was in a hurry.

Shen Yue waved him to go out first, and strolled by the bed, groping for the quilt with his hand.

As soon as Rong Hua saw Shen Yue, he grabbed her sleeve, not crying, just sobbing, sounding pitiful and cute.

"Don't cry."

The snow-white fingers wiped his tears for him, and the movements were gentle, as if they were treating treasures.

After all, he is still just a child, but it's a pity that he will be crooked when he grows up.

The boy rubbed his face helplessly on her hand, and spoke in a thick nasal voice: "I'm afraid of ......"

Shen Yue's cold eyebrows were slightly soft: "I'm here." ”

"You... Don't go, I... A person... Afraid, okay? The boy's face was full of tears, his eyes were red, and he was a little more alive.

"Okay."

It wasn't long before he fell asleep again.

This time, Shen Yue didn't leave while he was asleep, but sat on the edge of the bed and guarded him.

Rong Hua had never slept so well, his body was covered with a soft and incense quilt, he was wearing clothes made of silky fabric, and he had a soft and fragrant pillow under his head.

It's like a dream.

He was a little reluctant to open his eyes now, but the silky fabric in his hand made him slightly stunned.

When he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw that he was grasping the corner of the snow-white cloth in his hand, and when he looked up along the snow-white, he saw an immortal with his eyes covered with white cloth.

His breathing slowly eased, the tip of his nose suddenly became sore, and tears flowed silently, he didn't dare to cry out loud, he was afraid that this immortal would annoy him.

The immortal looked cold, but he was so kind to him, no one had ever been so good to him.

- But

Will the immortals always be so good to him?

"Awake?" A cold voice interrupted the boy's thoughts.

Rong Hua hummed obediently, and then got up from the bed, knelt and sat at eye level with Shen Yue.