Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 443 You Are Master, How Can You Be So Disregarding Human Relations?

I just didn't expect Zi Lan to be there.

Yu Yan tossed the obstructive hair in front of her back, lay on the bed and fell into deep thought.

……

——Master, this disciple respects you as an elder from the beginning to the end. If you have done something before, because you did not grasp the proper measure and caused the master to misunderstand, it is the disciple's fault, and the disciple is willing to be punished.

——It’s just about the matter of forming a Taoist partner, Master, please don’t make jokes in the future.

——You are a master, how... how can you be so ignorant of human relations!
The man's phoenix eyes were full of shock and disappointment mixed with three points of pain. He backed away while talking, as if he was afraid that the person opposite would use force.

Yu Yan opened her eyes abruptly.

After a few breaths, he covered his eyes and laughed softly.

Next room
Feng Su frowned and sat cross-legged on the couch, her hair on her forehead wet with thin sweat.

The Yuliu sword beside him could not stop humming again and again.

The man's handsome facial features were gradually covered with a layer of black and white mist. Immortal energy and devil energy intertwined with each other, overflowed from the dantian, circled his body twice, and flew into the Yuliu sword together.

Feng Su watched helplessly, the other him in the dream said some cruel words to the master, the face of the opposite woman became paler and paler, Feng Su's heart ached to death.

Don't say that!
Feng Su even wanted to go up and pull "him" away, but unfortunately her body was imprisoned and unable to move.

Do you really not like it?
If you don't like it, why would you secretly open the window when she was practicing sword, so she didn't dare to find out.

If you don't like it, why would you sketch her drunken appearance on the drawing paper in private, tracing it over and over again.

If you don't like it, why did you go to the ancient secret realm to fight those people, just for a tree species that is said to be able to bloom purple peach blossoms.

If you don't like it, why do you secretly poke and sulk for a long time after the other party has glanced at the talented disciple more...

"He" did everything he did.

Even because Yan Huifeng only has "he" and Shizun, "he" has more opportunities.

But what came out of "him" in the end was a cold stab deep enough to penetrate deeply into one's heart.

How could "he", how dare "he"!
How could "he" bear the heart!
Feng Su locked his eyebrows tightly, and the black air around him gradually gained the upper hand.

Yu Liujian became even more restless.

hum-

"Owner."

A slightly mature male voice came from the sword, he called Feng Su, but unfortunately the other party was still immersed in a dream, unable to extricate himself.

"Master." Sword Spirit called him again.

Feng Su closely followed him in the dream, he watched him put down his words and turn away, his heart full of anger burning to the peak.

However, the scene that appeared the next moment seemed to pour a basin of ice water into his heart, biting and cold.

It was Su Ruoruo, she blocked "him" at the corner of Yanhui Hall.

Bright and upright, without concealment.

At this moment, the master in the hall, his master, is no longer a Mahayana cultivation base.

Feng Su's jaw was tense, and the conversation between the two was clearly transmitted word by word.
Su Ruoruo: "Brother Su really does what he says. If that's the case, then I'll let her go for now. Anyway, with her current appearance, she won't follow us to the upper realm."

The person opposite gave her a cold look, and left sideways without any response.

……

"Owner."

Feng Su opened his eyes all of a sudden, Su Ruoruo's words still echoed in his ears.

(End of this chapter)