Things happened too quickly, and the cold shock came suddenly, but unfortunately when she just wanted to ask something, she was already held by a pair of hands and left Ming Ruohan's arms.

Leng Miqian raised his eyes with a sideways face, looking at the cold face of his master above his head, and a touch of strangeness rose in his heart for no reason.

Was it her delusion?

Or maybe it's because she hasn't recuperated enough and now she's lost too much blood, otherwise why does she feel that the breath on Master's body makes her a little strange at this moment?

Panic broke out from the deepest part of his heart, Leng Miqian opened his mouth slightly, and felt that his voice was a little hoarse, "...... Master? ”

It's a pity that there was silence waiting for her, and she saw the ghost disciple leave a sentence, "Qu Ran is rude, please take care of yourself." ”

He flew out of the hall with her extremely fast body.

Back in the side room, Leng Miqian, who was carried to the bed, looked at the ghost who was busy burning incense and warm tea in the house, although she was extremely tired at the moment, but the doubts that had just haunted her heart made her have no intention of resting.

“......... Master? Gently calling the ghost, Leng Mi smacked her mouth, and the inexplicable bitterness in her mouth made her uncomfortably tight.

The room was silent, the ghost had his back to the cold and shallow direction, and his hands seemed to be sorting something out very quickly.

Leng Mi blinked his heavy eyelids sleepily, a little unwilling, "...... Master? ”

As soon as the words fell, the ghost flew to the side of the bed, and a damp cloth in his hand gently wiped the blood on his face and neck.

Feeling the strong medicinal fragrance on the gauze, as well as the cool comfort on the side face, the wound that was originally red, swollen and hot suddenly lost its pain, coupled with the quiet room and the smell of burning from the other part of the house, the cold and shallow tiredness hit my heart exponentially.

“........ Master, this medicine ......" was still thinking about the previous doubts in his heart, and Leng Miqian tried to divert his sleepiness by speaking.

"Shut up." The voice was full of chill and mixed with faint anger.

Leng Miqian snorted when he heard this, as if he wanted to say something, but the master who glanced at the cold face next to him finally endured it.

Her master seemed to be genuinely angry.

It's just that the master's angry appearance is so terrifying, not only is his face ugly and tight, but even the aura around her body has become indescribable, which makes her feel an indescribable strangeness.

After thinking about it, Leng Miqian decided not to upset the master for the time being, since the master told her to shut up, then she should be quiet for a while.

Anyway....

Anyway, she can't be sleepy now.

The room was quiet, and the person on the bed finally quieted down obediently, and the ghost came back to his senses from the state of shock just now.

This woman ......

This woman is simply ......!!!

He just wanted to prove that he didn't have feelings for this woman between men and women, but he didn't want this woman to completely reveal his heart with just one action!

At the moment when he saw Leng Miqian waving the silver hairpin in his hand and cutting his face without hesitation, he felt for the first time that his breath seemed to be stuck.

Looking at the already unbeautiful face and the deep blood marks, his first thought at that moment was not a bloodthirsty impulse!

On the contrary, the look of disappointment in his cold eyes made him almost breathless, and compared to the repulsion of the evil qi he had suffered from being sealed in the temple before, this suffocating feeling that rose from the bottom of his heart made him feel even colder.

What's more, he, who had always thought of being reborn, had a touch of despair at that moment.

He...... Actually let her down?

"Master...... Still angry? The cold sleepiness came one after another, but it was still the unfamiliar chill on the master's body, although it was very tired, but it was still holding himself to not sleep.

After a long time, he sighed softly, "Are you so afraid that Master will be angry?" ”

The soft voice made Leng Miqian feel as if he had been amnesty, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the ghost, "..... Or else? ”

was suddenly raised by Leng Miqian to look at each other like this, and the ghost couldn't help but be stunned.

“...... In this world, what Satsuki is most afraid of is making her master unhappy. As long as the master is happy, Satsuki is willing to do anything. ”

The ghost's heart was stagnant again, and the eyes that looked at Leng Mi were faintly bright, and he was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind, "...... Moon.... Do you like Master very much? ”

"Of course I do!" Leng Miqian's eyes widened suddenly.

"How much do you like it?" There was an imperceptible tension in the deep voice.

Leng Mi lowered his eyes and thought about it, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were serious, "..... knows that he is being used, but he is willing to do it. ”

The ghost's pupils shrank sharply, and his face froze.

"Cang Yue was born in the temple since she was a child, and she is the most suitable person to be a disciple of Master among all the elders, but Master chose me." Leng Mi is serious and serious, "..... Xiaoyue is not a brainless person, how can she not know the gap between me and Cangyue? ”

“....... In terms of appearance, I am less than one-tenth of hers, and I am lucky not to scare others; In terms of talent, no matter what I used to be, but since my serious illness, I can remember some bits and pieces, many things have been blurred, poetry, songs, chess, calligraphy and painting, I'm afraid I .....can't afford it."

“...... I thought that although I was not outstanding, I could at least serve the master, but Xiaoyue couldn't even burn the stove, and if she wanted to drink hot water, she had to cook it himself......"

“..... Thinking about it, Satsuki really doesn't have any strengths. It's no wonder that Cangyue knew that I was so incredible after becoming Master's apprentice. ”

The ghostly brows furrowed, the thin lips were even tighter into a line, and there was no emotion on his face.

"Xiao Yue has been thinking that Xiao Yue is so useless, and the master will not want Xiao Yue one day. For this matter, Xiao Yue has been sad for a long time," Leng Miqian's eyes darkened, but it was only for a while, and Leng Miqian laughed again, "..... However, when Satsuki found out that her blood was useful to her master, Satsuki suddenly felt relieved again. Because as long as Satsuki stays alive, Master will never leave Satsuki, right? ”

Looking at the ghostly eyes, Leng Miqian said very seriously, "..... Master asked Xiao Yue how much she liked it, Xiao Yue thought about it seriously, if it was said that "pay with life" was still too light after all, to be by the master's side alive, knowing that the master's liking for herself was just a pretense, but she was still willing, Xiao Yue thought, such a liking should be the real like, right? ”

The ghost was shocked to hear it, but his heart tingled faintly while listening, ".... You ........"

This woman ......

After all, it was to win him!

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