It brought her nothing but fear and horror.

She thought back to her junior brother who went crazy hundreds of years ago, and when she thought of that demon, her body couldn't stop trembling, that kind of fear was imprinted in her mind, and she could never forget it, and now even if she just thinks about it, her body will tremble uncontrollably.

The woman's voice was answered by a soft sigh.

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Rong Hua sat on the cold ladder, holding his legs in his hands.

It wasn't until the door of the dormitory was opened that he turned his head sharply, but his eyes met the woman in the red robe.

Xin Xi returned to his previous lazy and charming appearance, and when he passed by the boy, his seductive eyes glanced at him faintly, and his eyes were full of mockery and disgust. Rong Hua looked at the back of the woman leaving in a daze, and the scene in the room just now was still replayed in his mind, the white fat fingers were slowly clenched, the palms of his hands tingled, and the drops of blood fell on the ground paved with white jade, which was very dazzling.

"Rong Hua, come in." The gorgeous, cold voice brought the boy back to his senses.

He stared at his toes, his face slightly pale, and walked slowly.

The fairy with a white cloth with a golden pattern in the corner sat on the soft couch, and she gently pulled the boy's chubby and soft wrist: "There is an injury there." ”

If it was in the past, the boy would have thrown himself into Shen Yue's arms for comfort, and used all kinds of sticky tricks.

But Rong Hua just raised his eyes and looked at Shen Yue with red eyes, biting his lip tightly, and was silent and did not speak.

Shen Yue sighed without hearing the answer, and checked his body with spiritual power, and the original bloody wound slowly healed.

Rubbing the boy's soft hair, Shen Yue asked softly, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Rong Hua threw himself into Shen Yue's warm embrace, and shouted in a porcelain voice: "Master......"

The tip of his nose sniffed the smell of the master's body, dyed with an unfamiliar aroma, Rong Hua frowned fiercely, but his voice was milky: "Master stinks!" ”

Shen Yue smelled the sleeves funny, there was no smell, but there was a little confusing fragrance.

The boy angrily picked up Shen Yue's white coat, and Shen Yue let him mess around.

It wasn't until his coat was taken off that the boy happily threw himself into Shen Yue's arms, his white and tender lotus-like little hands wrapped around the slender and snow-white neck of the immortal, and the smile on the corner of his mouth instantly faded when he saw an obvious red mark on the side of Shen Yue's snow-white neck.

"What's wrong?" Rong Hua's strange director's silence made Shen Yue feel very strange.

Rong Hua's dark and beautiful eyes looked up at Shen Yue, and asked softly, "Master, what is this?" ”

The white and chubby little hand was still rubbing gently, as if it was wiping something dirty.

Shen Yue couldn't see the red mark, but the position he touched just now was very itchy before, so he scratched it a few times, it should be red, and the boy used more force, a little painful.

But in the next second, the originally rude friction turned into a gentle tian.

There was a burst of wetness around her neck, a little itchy, Shen Yue hugged him and pulled him away, but Rong Hua stubbornly wrapped his arms around her neck and refused to let go.

"Ronghua...", the extravagant voice carried helplessness and connivance.

It wasn't until the red marks on his pale skin deepened a lot that Rong Hua said triumphantly, "Master's dirty places have all been cleaned by me." ”

Shen Yue didn't think much about it, and said lightly: "Don't be like this next time, dirty." ”

Rong Hua buried his head in Shen Yue's neck and rubbed it: "Master, it's not dirty." ”

Gently patted his head, Shen Yue's cold eyebrows were slightly soft, and the bright red lips were slightly curved, and the arc was very shallow, making it difficult for people to notice: "Obedient." ”

Shen Yue's days of cultivating immortals are particularly boring, except for practicing, which is to take apprentices, which is very boring.

Sitting on the stone bench blowing the breeze, Shen Yue can play against herself even if she is blind, she can feel the position of the chess piece with her spiritual power, her slender fingertips hold the white jade-like chess piece, think for a while and then fall gently.

Jiang Ling stood not far away nervously, not daring to disturb this immortal-like person for a while.

The breeze blew the ends of Shen Yue's hair, and the white hairband on her head also floated in a graceful arc, and the clean and snow-white robe lined her with even more unattainable and undesecrated.

But no one gave him a chance to look at it twice, and Shen Yue had already 'looked' it.

Shen Yue noticed standing aside at the beginning, waiting for the person to speak, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the person say anything.

"Disciple Jiang Ling, I've seen Shizun." A slightly muffled voice rang in my ears.

Shen Yue nodded, put down the white chess in his hand, picked up the spiritual tea next to him and took a sip.

"Disciple will accompany the master for the next game?" Jiang Ling clenched his fingers and asked tentatively.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Shen Yue sorted out the mixed chess pieces and slowly said a sitting word.

Jiang Ling sat stiffly, looking at Shen Yue, who was pale on the other side, his back was tense and straight, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Excited and excited, cold sweat began to break out in the palms of my hands.

Sitting precariously playing chess, his eyes staring at the chessboard, not daring to float, even if he knew that the person in front of him could not see.

"You're done." The cold and gorgeous voice made Jiang Ling's heart jump violently.

Jiang Ling's eyes widened in disbelief, and his eyebrows were completely devoid of his usual calm and reticent.

Surrounded by black, the white chess piece with no way back is telling him that he actually won the master!

But he didn't feel complacent, but wondered if Shizun deliberately let him, difficult, how could he win Shizun with such a skill?

Shen Yue really didn't let him, she also liked to make a fuss by herself, and after a few fuss, she felt that she was very powerful, and the result was compared with others...... It's nothing.

Shen Yue put down the white chess pieces in his hand with no interest.

When Jiang Ling saw it, he quickly stood up: "Master, ......"

"What?" Shen Yue asked lightly.

Such an indifferent and indifferent master made Jiang Ling even more cramped, his eyes were firmly fixed on Shen Yue's every move, and he was very nervous if there was any trouble.

"The disciple wants to ask the master for advice, and the teacher... Got time? Jiang Ling's gaze couldn't help but heat a little.

Shen Yue happily agreed, as soon as she agreed, Jiang Ling suddenly showed a bright smile, his eyebrows were comfortable, and the sunshine seemed to be converged by his smile and released together, dazzling and beautiful.

"Disciple, thank you, Master!" A slightly low, hoarse voice with excitement and laughter.

Shen Yue couldn't help but soften a little coldly, and his tone was gentle: "No thanks." ”

Jiang Ling first practiced with the sword, his eyes suddenly changed, the sword was like a white snake spitting out a letter, the move was sharp, and the aura surrounded the silver sword, like a dragon shuttling.

"Stop!" The gorgeous voice was not big, but it made Jiang Ling maintain his original posture and stopped, and his thin lips pursed lightly.