What kind of teacher respects what kind of disciple, Ye Shen's temperament follows Ran, and he is a little more stubborn. He was thin and noisy, scurrying around like a mallet.

Leaving the village and town below Wangu Xue's house, a hairpin shop casually passed by, Ye Shen was suddenly attracted by a peach wood hairpin. In his previous life, this was bought by the little master as a birthday gift for Xie Yifang, and Ye Shen was jealous for a long time.

Seeing that the tail following behind him stopped, from Ran to come, and looked at his line of sight, there were different styles of jewelry on the white cloth of the stall, and the workmanship was exquisite, but in the end, it was necessary to take care of the poor family, and the materials used were more ordinary.

Cong Ran, who was wearing a hat veil, grabbed the wooden hairpin and raised his hand: "Boss, I want this hairpin." ”

After buying it, he inserted it into Ye Shen's head at will.

Ye Shen, who was looking around in the back, as if looking for someone, was frightened, he took off the wooden hairpin, and said in confusion: "Shouldn't it be for senior brother, why did you give it to me?" ”

"Until now, as a teacher, I haven't given you anything properly." Cong Ran squinted his eyes pleasantly, the sun was just right at that time, sprinkled warm on his shoulders, and he couldn't explain his inexplicable gaze at Shang Ye Shen, and smiled at him, "What are you looking at?" ”

The alley is not long, and you can see the end at a glance, but there are many vendors on both sides, and you can come across a stall every three steps. As a result, before the sky is clear, some people come to visit the morning market, and now it is even more streaming.

Ye Shen rubbed the sockets at the corners of his eyes and shook his head lightly: "Look away, there are so many women in black after all, and I haven't seen Xuandie." ”

Vaguely aware that Butterfly Phran was afraid of Congran, and the source of fear was not the strong spiritual power of the master, but like the suppression of blood. Suddenly, there was an illusion that the whole world was hiding the truth about him, Ye Shen took a breath like a toothache, picked a jade pendant and went back to give it to Senior Brother Xie Yifang.

Carefully put it in his pocket, Ye Shen turned his head and looked at Cong Ran nervously, the look of inquiry in his eyes was very obvious, both timid and fearful of being rejected.

"Yesterday, Xie Fang was looking for Shizun, what happened?"

His slight facial changes, from Ran Quan's eyes, said softly: "The young owner of the Cloud Gate is dead, and the candidate is likely to be Xie Yifang, he is naturally happy." In the middle of the night, when I had just woken up, he came into the house and talked to me about it. ”

"That's it."

Ye Shen, who got the explanation, not only did not sweep away the unhappiness in his heart, but panicked.

should have been so plain that there was no emotion, and a face that was used to being cold and hard, rarely appeared gloomy and disappointed.

"You can enter and exit the main hall of Liangzhou Hall at any time in the future, and if you talk to others for the teacher, you can interrupt at any time."

There was a smile in her voice.

stumbled, causing Ye Shen's body temperature to rise sharply, and he was about to become a cooked shrimp, which made him unbearably tugging at his collar so that the cool breeze could get in. He quickened his pace, leading the way.

Then, every scene formed in front of me was appropriate to the previous life. Even the ignorant doll running around with a sugar gourd and accidentally bumping into Cong Ran was there, Ye Shen looked ruffian, looking like a scoundrel, and wanted to make the doll responsible, Cong Ran slapped his hand away, picked up the doll, and urged him to go home early.

A few leaves fell from the treetops on the side of the street, as if they couldn't bear to break the silence, and passed by the tips of her hair.

Ye Shen is separated by a light veil, separated by a thousand years, smelling the fragrance of the wind.

It's a pity, the day when you and I draw our swords and turn against each other is approaching.

There was a glint in his eyes, and he was overwhelmed with a panic that could not be concealed, and his eyes flickered, revealing a look of fear and despair that could not be concealed, as well as an unyielding intention to struggle for survival.

made the peach blossom eyes darker and darker, sinking endlessly.

The two rented a horse and only had one from Ran.

In her previous life, she also had a sword and didn't fly to ride a horse, Ye Shen thought that she wanted to enjoy the scenery on the way, but who knows, she was obviously injured too seriously and scattered spirit poison, and the only remaining spiritual power was dispersed, and she couldn't summon the sword with the wind at all. As for Ye Shen at that time, he couldn't bear the pain and pain, and he didn't want to get up alone. Although the two later rode a horse together, God knows how long they pleaded! The little master was willing to give him a ride.

Ye Shen didn't want to repeat history, and the taste of a hot face sticking to a cold ass was too uncomfortable: "Master, why don't I fly back?" ”

The man who was already sitting on horseback lowered his eyebrows and looked at him lazily with a pair of playful eyes almost from top to bottom.

"Why did you suddenly become polite to the teacher?"

Ye Shen is famous for his shamelessness, during the time when he came to save the world, all kinds of sticky Ran, even if he was punished to go to the library to recite two cabinets of books, after he came out, he still dangled in front of her with a dead face.

But after going down the mountain, he seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, and he was a lot more obedient, and only occasionally suppressed his nature was exposed and arrogant a few times.

Cong Ran glanced at the sword on Ye Shen's waist with disgust: "Okay, your sword is flying, the speed is too slow." Hurry up! ”

Ye Shen was unmoved, and used his behavior to show resistance. Unexpectedly, in the next second, his body was light in vain, and he reacted, like a clay sculpture and wood carving person, being encircled in her arms, he was completely stunned, as if he had lost his voice, as if he was numb, and he could neither speak nor have the courage to speak.

The good made him suspect that it was a dream.

After the heavy rain last night, the eaves corridor was dripping, and there was silence all around, only the familiar male voice was heard: [You still dare not confirm that your master is reborn?] ]

Ye Shen looked up at the handsome young man with a face like jade, his black hair was combed high in the crown of his hair. It's just that today's inner demon is no longer the original black mist, but has turned into a rich and noble son, wearing dark clothes. Ye Shen had dinner this morning, and estimated that the demon in his heart took the opportunity to drink a few glasses of wine, and he was drunk and came to breathe.

If the little master is reborn, she must still remember the past, the humiliation of the crotch in the demon palace, she can't hate him, how can she treat him so well?

Ye Shen smiled: [Little Master's temper, this seat understands it best, if she had the memory of her previous life, she should have cut me into a stick a long time ago, how could she allow me to be happy?] ]

[What if a person feels guilty?] Perhaps, the sword with the wind stabbed you, and there was a misunderstanding. But she, so to speak, has never held a grudge against you. ]

Ye Shen was silent, and the heart demon whispered again: [Even if you are angry at the animal behavior. ]

Suddenly, all the love, hate, hatred, and foolishness were distorted from Ran's face, Ye Shen's whole body was as tense as a stone, and his heart was sinking like being filled with cold lead.

[You are talking nonsense!] How could she not hate me! How can it be?! ]

The heart demon looked at him sympathetically, Ye Shen's hair was a little messy, and the hand holding the reins used a lot of force, as if he wanted to grasp something, but he couldn't do anything about it.

[After a long time, the master probably can't tell whether it's obsession or hate.] ]

Since the beginning of knowing Ran, Ye Shen will always accommodate things he doesn't like. Shizun loves flowers, and he loves them, but he doesn't know that in the cold palace hall, there are no flowers everywhere, only the wild grass that grows wantonly snuggled in the corner of the wall. He didn't want to plant flowers, he said, he didn't want to see them wither a little bit.

Yes, in order to avoid the end, he avoided everything from beginning.

Apart from...... Master.

The dark horse gallops, the road is far away, the green mountains are green, and the palace is majestic. Standing at the foot of the mountain, at a glance to see the "Liangzhou Hall" is located on the peak, surrounded by clouds, there are a few lonely birds and cranes, flying over with a long song, or resting in the tree or hovering, such as the fairy family spiritual realm, the place that the world yearns for.

Ye Shen fell asleep on horseback, and when he woke up, he found that Xiao Shizun was walking with him on his back.

At this time, the stone bridge no longer rises, makes an arch in the air, and falls on the side of a clear water pool in front of the palace.

At the same time, Danling Mountain faintly spread Taoist songs, with the momentum of immortals.

Tens of thousands of steps, Xiao Shizun stepped up with him on his back without the slightest hesitation, according to the past, she was either a light skill or a sword, how could she walk up step by step so honestly......

Ye Shen kept his breathing evenly, his eyes were closed, pretending to be asleep, and a figure flashed by on the way, he stared at the place where the person disappeared for a long time, his brows tightened.

Pretending to be a ghost, the salvation of the Liangzhou Hall is the residence of the head, and on weekdays, no one will come here. The figure ...... Could it be Xie Yifang? No, he's not that short, and he looks more like a woman.

Butterfly Blan?!

After walking the last step of the stairs, the cool breeze carried the fragrance of flowers to the corners of Congran's clothes, and the little orchids swayed. Ye Shen lied that he woke up and got off her back.

At the door of Liangzhou Hall, there was an old man standing in the courtyard with his hands in his hands - three old men. Hearing the footsteps behind him, Yang Chen turned around and saw the master and apprentice coming, he was stunned at first, and then his face was sallow, and his heart was like boiling oil.

Immediately, the invective of the head and face struck.

"Who told you to go to Wangu Xue's house? There are no survivors there, and it has become demon territory. Now that the situation is in front of us, it won't be long before the demons will invade our race. At this juncture, the head of the sect should concentrate on cultivating and becoming an immortal as soon as possible, instead of spending a lot of time on this disciple. ”

"The deity teaches the disciples a set of methods, and they don't bother with the elders." Cong Ran raised his eyelids and stared at him.

Ye Shen felt that these three elders were a little familiar, as if the trouble he had made in his previous life was quite big. His gaze skimmed over Cong Ran, and he boldly looked at Yang Chen, his fingers unconsciously touched the sword, and his sharp black eyes narrowed slightly.

If you can kill it with one knife, it will save more trouble.

Yang Chen, who was comparable to a monk chanting scriptures, was so excited that he almost ran to hold people down and listened to his nonsense: "You are the head of a faction, and you are the undefeated Beixie White Tea, don't live up to their trust in you." ”

From Ran's forbearance for a while, the expression on her face was about to be untenable, she answered, and retired to the three elders on the grounds that she needed to rest all the way, and grabbed Ye Shen and walked towards the main hall of Liangzhou Hall.

The courtyard door of the main hall was violently kicked open, and it was obscure from the bottom of Ran's eyes.

"You ......"

She closed the door.

Ye Shen broke free of the hand that was holding the crook of his arm, and said with a hippie smile at the other party: "Disciple go to practice the sword and then go to rest." ”

His eyelid folds were so shallow that they couldn't cover his wild eyes. There is a light beauty mole born at the end of his eyes, but it does not show half a soft female appearance. But the eyebrows and eyes bent, the smile hung on the face, the remaining wildness was gone, and he was born with a polite and polite nature, and he had a sense of déjà vu that the master of Zhongmo was like a jade son.

In his previous life, before he fell into the devil's path and did not do anything to mutilate the common people and proclaim himself emperor, some people were willing to call him "Daoist Ye" like in this life, and his fellow disciples called him "Senior Brother Ye".

It's a pity that he lived like an abomination.

Ye Shen didn't think much about the past.

As soon as he went up the mountain from Ran's back, he felt that someone was following him, and what was frightening was that the other party was able to easily break through the salvation barrier and come in.

There is a path in the school field that leads directly to the back mountain, in his previous life, he practiced swords, and then he heard a movement in the back mountain and found Butterfly Phra sneaking in. Now that Deflan is still here, it seems that the fine work of saving the world will be caught as soon as possible.

Not long after Ran stood in the main hall of Liangzhou Hall, he went to the school grounds, looked around and didn't find Ye Shen at all, so he turned to the back mountain. Sure enough, Ye Shen was here, and there was a woman wearing black clothes with her face covered.

"Crazy girl, can you find me in the future to save the world? What should I do if someone finds out? Ye Shen called her mother feel awkward, and changed her title back.

In fact, when Butterfly was not crazy, Ye Shen would occasionally call him Aunt Butterfly, but it was only later, when her madness was too serious, that he changed his name to be a crazy girl.

"You can save the world anytime, anywhere?" Butterfly Flan glanced at Ye Shen, she approached without warning, "You just need to win the trust of Fuyao Immortal Venerable, as for the fine work of saving the world, I will do my best to save you when you are completely exposed." ”

Ye Shen turned his head and did not agree.

"My exchange here is to be able to remove the poison in the Immortal Venerable for important information to save the world."

“……”

In the previous life, he was in a hurry to destroy the Soul Killing Sect, and what he asked for was an antidote, but in the end, his little master had already died, and this antidote was naturally useless.

Seeing that the people were silent, Dieflan feared that someone would come.

She said: "That's it, anyway, your master's cultivation is unfathomable, and that poison involves life, so you must first abolish your cultivation, and you won't be able to die for a while, you can think about it slowly." ”

Does this still need to be considered? Properly force him to agree!

"Deal...... But you need to give me the antidote for this month. Ye Shen squinted slightly with an easy-going expression, but met her inquiring gaze and smiled at her.

The eavesdropping was stunned.

"You're getting more and more like her." Deflan handed him a small black vial.

"Next time, don't come in so blatantly."

"Got it."

Butterfly Phran jumped lightly, her figure disappeared into the high-walled courtyard, the shadow of the tree trembled a few times, Ye Shen looked at it, lowered her dark eyes, and her gorgeous and decadent face looked at Ran for a while, and then turned to leave.

Approaching winter, which means that the year is coming to an end, looking at the stump branches and leaves, the withered yellow color is all over the courtyard, and the gloom is everywhere. The temperature in Ye Shen's body gradually passed, until his legs were stiff, he moved his index finger reluctantly, and another gust of cold wind blew, and he clenched the medicine bottle in his hand.

The side hall, hundreds of steps, made him walk an endless road, and his mind was full of thinking about how to deal with the Soul Killing Sect. Sitting on the bed in the room with a heavy heart, Ye Shen, who was taking off his shoes, heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

He thought it was Xie Yifang, and said angrily: "I'm tired now, if there's anything, I'll talk about it later." ”

The person standing at the door did not leave because of his words, and with a tone of rebuke, he asked, "You practiced swords, and you practiced to the back mountain?" ”

The hand that took off his shoes trembled, Ye Shen felt the blood flowing backwards all over his body, he looked at Cong Ran at a loss, the other party looked indifferent, not angry, obviously trusting him, waiting for him to give himself an explanation.

Ye Shen, who realized this, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated, and told all the identities he had learned about soon and what he had concealed from her.

"I, I am indeed the child of Princess Daxia, but my biological mother is the crazy girl Butterfly Fran. If it weren't for the cowardice of the biological mother, she would never have abandoned the child and would not recognize each other until she grew up. ”

When he spoke, his voice was so soft, so light that he couldn't move his lips, as if he was hiding from something.

The light from outside was sprinkled in the room, and it was clearly all shining, but nearly half of Ye Shen's body was hidden in the shadows, taking off his coat, leaving a dirty coat, looking thinner and thinner, he was indeed as Butterfly Phran said, a little lazy like the little master.

At that time, he was leaning lazily against the wall like a boneless.