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

Chapter 576 Master, Are You Punishing Yourself Not Enough?

The trimming eyelashes trembled, and my heart felt a little painful.

"It seems that Xiao Yan still blames me."

"Master, isn't it enough for you to punish yourself?" Yu Yan sighed.

Xiu Yuan was tightly clenched into a fist by the hand behind him, and his nails sank into his palm, "Why punish yourself? What nonsense?"

Yu Yan: "Huh? Disciple talking nonsense? Then Master, tell me what's going on with your current body? Leaving aside how many levels your cultivation level has dropped, Master is planning to take out the Gu that was placed in your body? "

After Xiu Yuan was shocked, it was expected that his apprentice could be keenly aware of it.

"This Gu..."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you get it out, but you have to do me a favor later." Yu Yan pushed Xiu Yuan to the inner hall.

Xiu Yuan was in a complicated mood, he was indeed punishing himself.

After returning from the world of cultivating immortals, this Gu was planted, and only the constant pain can remind him of how big a mistake he has made.

Whether he was intentional or not, Su Ruoruo was indeed arranged by him, and he did hurt his apprentice.

This mistake, he admits.

"What's the matter? As long as you tell Xiaoyan, the teacher will definitely not refuse."

Before lying down, Xiu Yuan promised.

Yu Yan felt his pulse: "Yes, I know."

After her cultivation came back, when she met Xiu Yuan a few days ago, she saw the Gu in his body at a glance.

Today I saw the exact same person on Holy Master again, the two are basically the same person!

Her good master is so deeply hidden!

……

"I have an apprentice who has awakened the bloodline of killing. Isn't there a fourth master in your holy palace who practices the way of killing? I want to ask him to guide him."

Yu Yan said.

Xiu Yuan had just taken out the Gu worm, his face was still a little pale, he leaned on the back of the bed and asked,

"Is he willing to practice magic?"

Yu Yan: "Awakened the bloodline of slaughter and still want to cultivate immortality? Don't you think the lightning from the sky is not hard enough?"

Xiu Yuan smiled.

Slaughtering bloodlines is the way to cultivate demons, but cultivating immortality is really not an option, as the way of immortality is inherently against the body of blood.

I don't know what came to mind, Yu Yan half teased: "Besides, the master of the Holy Palace can teach his disciples to cultivate immortals, so if you want to come to the fourth son of the Holy Palace, you will not hesitate."

Xiuyuan was helpless: "Xiaoyan..."

Yu Yan snorted softly, peeled a piece of orange and stuffed it into his mouth.

She said, "That's it!"

Xiu Yuan bit the orange, the juice overflowed and splashed onto his heart: "Yeah."

"Master, I heard that junior sister is here."

Shen Qingyi walked in.

Originally, his subordinate relationship with the Holy Master was shortened instantly because of the Master.

Xiu Yuan glanced at him and said nothing.

Before today, and after he came back, Mr. Shen had never called him master.

However, Xiaoyan yelled when she came, and the purpose was obvious.

Ah.

He didn't bother to tear him apart.

"Senior brother." Yu Yan also hadn't seen Shen Qingyi for a long time.

The man in Tsing Yi was as handsome as ever, he walked up to Yu Yan and sat down, saying,
"I have prepared some food in the palace, and I will go over for a while."

Yu Yan did not refuse: "Okay."

Shen Qingyi's brows furrowed, and he became visibly happy.

In space crack

The man in white knelt on the ground with one knee, and there were blood-stained white fluff hanging from the body of the Yuliu sword stuck in the ground.

On the opposite side, the white tiger was lying on the ground, with blood bubbling on its hind legs.

Di Lanchen was also covered in scars. Compared with Feng Su, he was much more embarrassed, but the other party was also injured a lot.

"Are you still fighting?" Feng Su asked with his lips curled up, but he only smiled on the surface.

Di Lanchen glanced at the dying white tiger, but he couldn't stand up even though he tried to exert force on his legs.

(End of this chapter)