The disciple's face turned pale, he bowed his head tremblingly, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Ling had been staying at Siguo Cliff for a year, but when he came down the mountain, he felt that the surrounding environment was a little unfamiliar.

After returning to his room to wash up, he came to the Zinc Qing Hall alone.

The heart, which has always been as plain as water, seems to have ripples at this time.

For some reason, I was a little hesitant to step in.

A year is not a long time, and for immortal cultivators, it is just the blink of an eye.

He still clearly remembered the last time Shizun looked at him, cold and sharp, and he was afraid that he would never forget it in his life.

Shizun, who has always been cold and gentle in his eyes, does not have any gentleness on her face, and she doesn't even have too many expressions, so her delicate and picturesque eyebrows and eyes seem to have condensed a layer of frost, cold and piercing.

It's as if I'm already disappointed in him, that's why I show that expression.

She, for him, was disappointed.

“……”

Jiang Ling stood helplessly in place.

His eyes were still stunned, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he couldn't take a step, but his fingers were unconsciously straining violently, and his nails had sunk into the flesh.

Obviously, a year has passed, but he doesn't dare to forget that kind of look, and he hasn't forgotten it, and now he seems to be able to feel the cold and piercing breath, as well as the indifferent eyebrows and eyes, which have been replayed in front of his eyes, over and over again.

In this year's Siguo Cliff, he felt that he was not wrong to do it, but he felt that he was wrong to disappoint his master.

Every time I think of Shizun's expression, a thick panic and bitterness will spread from the bottom of my heart.

This made Jiang Ling feel like his heart was torn for the first time.

He felt that he no longer had the face to see his master, or that he himself did not have the courage to face the indifferent master.

How scared he was, Shizun looked at him with that cold look again.

Slowly lowered his head, the five fingers that were clenched loosened, and he looked at his fleshy palm a little blankly, like a child who had done something wrong, not knowing how to make up for it.

A white-clothed disciple came out of the Zinc Qing Palace, and he seemed to have known that Jiang Ling was at the door.

"Senior brother, Immortal Venerable let you in."

Jiang Ling lowered his head and straightened out his white clothes without a trace of wrinkles, and helped the jade crown on his head, showing a gentle and decent smile on his pale face as much as possible.

He was like a young man who was overwhelmed by what to do before he went to see his sweetheart, and even he didn't notice this unintentional move.

The Zinc Qing Hall is still as deserted as before.

Jiang Ling often came, and he remembered all the roads here in his mind.

He made all the mental preparations, and also thought about how to ask for guilt, but all the things that came to his mind were forgotten the moment he saw his master, as if he had been beaten by someone.

Shen Yue was playing chess with herself, with freshly boiled tea next to her, the white mist that rose blurred her eyebrows, and her cold jade-like face didn't seem to be so indifferent.

The slender jade-white fingers pinched a white lift, and it never fell for a long time.

The wide sleeves are slightly slippery, revealing slender snow-white wrists.

She tilted her head when she heard footsteps, "Dare to come in?" ”

Jiang Ling's light-colored eyes widened, and his pupils trembled constantly, and he didn't dare to look at Shen Yue at all.

His fingers clutched his sleeves, and his joints turned blue.

He lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then suddenly knelt down without saying a word, arching his hands, "The disciple is here to ask for sin, he is ashamed of the teacher's teaching, and he also asks the teacher to punish him." ”

Shen Yue didn't have the slightest mood swing on his face, the fragments of golden light fell on his face, the jade white glow seemed to have a light frost, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he was neither happy nor angry.

The white chess in his hand finally fell, "When did Qingyunmen have the truth of kneeling on the ground and talking lightly?" ”

When Jiang Ling heard this, he hurriedly got up, his current appearance really didn't look very good, he kept his head down from beginning to end, his face was pale and bloodless, and his lips were blue.

At this time, he hung his head in a daze, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

and the senior brother with a mature and gentle face before.

He seemed to be stimulated by the coldness in Shen Yue's words, his pupils were dilated, hollow, and he only knew how to admit his mistakes.

"If a disciple is at fault, the disciple is willing to be punished."

As long as Shen Yue doesn't look at him with such indifferent eyes, he can punish him as much as he wants, even if he thinks that he is not wrong, he has never felt that he missed it, it has always been his duty to kill demons and eliminate demons, and Rong Hua's people who harbor the demon clan should be punished even more harshly.

But from then on, he was the only one to be punished.

Jiang Ling knew that he had never been in the eyes of his master, and now he was afraid that in the eyes of his master, he had also fallen into the hat of mutilating his fellow disciples.

I'm afraid I'm so disappointed that I don't even want to look at him.

After all, he almost killed Shizun's favorite apprentice.

This is as it should be, the master can punish him however he wants, and he will not have a word of complaint.

Only by making this body suffer and suffer over and over again, the heart that is so heavy with shackles that it is about to be crushed will it feel a little better.

Jiang Ling thought almost numbly.

Shen Yue seemed to feel the overly sad and painful aura emanating from Jiang Ling's body, and his fingers paused.

She was finally willing to turn her head to face Jiang Ling, but Jiang Ling didn't have any courage to look up at Shen Yue.

Timid and self-deceived.

"Look up."

The shallow and faint voice made Jiang Ling's body stiffen, he almost unconsciously obeyed Shen Yue's words, and before his brain could react, his body obeyed the order first.

He raised his head slowly, but his eyelashes trembled vigorously, and his eyes rolled around, so he didn't dare to look at Shen Yue's face.

Shen Yue smiled when he saw this.

Jiang Ling accidentally bumped into Shen Yue's smile, he looked at the slightly gentle smile on Shen Yue's face, Jiang Ling, who had been in a restless emotional state, paused for a moment, his pupils trembled slightly.

The painful and suffocating emotions just now dissipated in an instant.

His eyes greedily watched Shen Yue's every subtle expression, and he was completely reluctant to look away, afraid that this was a short but beautiful dream.

Shen Yue couldn't see it, and he didn't know how stupid the man was at the moment.

She said to Jiang Ling: "Come here, play a game with me." ”

Jiang Ling was like a fool, he would do whatever Shen Yue asked him to do, he sat opposite Shen Yue, his expression was still in a trance.

Her eyes were blindfolded with a white cloth, and her bright red lips pulled out a small arc, which was more beautiful than anything else, soft enough to fill a person's heart.

Jiang Ling subconsciously obeyed her order, and picked up the black chess piece with slightly trembling fingertips.

His whole body was in a daze, he didn't put a trace of his mind on the chessboard at all, and he lost in a daze after playing in a daze.

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