This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 96 Passionate but always seems ruthless

The snow outside has not stopped, like willow catkins, and the cold wind is bitter, but he has spiritual protection, and he doesn't feel cold.

When he came to the Qingqing Hall, Rong Hua didn't even have time to wipe off the snow on his body, so he knocked on the door eagerly and asked, "Master, can I come in?"

The door opened automatically, Rong Hua couldn't help but bend his lips.

Among the layers of white sand tents, Rong Hua could capture the white figure in an instant.

The white figure came out from the right, with cold eyes.

Rong Huaming knew that his master couldn't see, but he couldn't help but smile, without the gloom of the past.

"Master, I personally made soup for you, try it!"

He held the porcelain bowl in one hand, and pulled the corner of Shen Yue's clothes with the other to let her sit on the stone bench, his movements were a little eager.

Shen Yue just let him helplessly, reached out to take the porcelain bowl, the warm temperature spread to the palm of her hand, and it was still steaming, accompanied by a tempting aroma.

Shen Yue took a sip, and the taste was surprisingly good. She hadn't eaten for a long time, and had hardly eaten since Bigu.

Now that I taste it, I feel a little dazed.

"Master, is the taste okay?" A man asked cautiously beside his ear.

Shen Yue's heart softened, "Very good."

The people around him were visibly excited, and his eyes narrowed in joy, with the sunny and naive look he should have at his age.

"As long as Master likes it, I will make it for Master to eat every day from now on, okay?"

Rong Hua couldn't help but grasp the corner of the clothes in his hand.

Shen Yue said disapprovingly, "Cultivate well, don't waste time here."

Rong Hua tugged at the corner of her clothes coquettishly, and said in a low voice, "My aptitude is poor, I can't give Master face, I can only make some food, although I know Master doesn't need it, but at least it can make me feel It's still useful."

His tone was not depressed, and he even smiled a little.

Shen Yue stirred the soup in the porcelain bowl, took a sip silently, and suddenly asked softly: "Hua'er, do you want to become stronger?"

Rong Hua was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master said this, who doesn't want to become strong, who wants to be a waste?"

He gently rubbed the corner of the fairy's clean and pure white clothes intimately with his fingertips, his expression unpredictable.

After finishing the soup without any drop left, Shen Yue put down the porcelain bowl, and gently patted the back of his hand.

"You are not trash." Shen Yue's tone was serious and firm.

Shen Yue's words are of course not joking, after all, he will disturb the world of cultivating immortals in the future, and he will be a big villain coaxed by bullshit.

Rong Hua looked at Shen Yue's delicate snow-white side face, his whole body warmed up, his eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

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It was dark at night, but the Zinc Purity Hall was still brightly lit.

Yin Jing came out of Ronghua's dormitory, still holding a few storybooks in her hand, she casually flipped through a few pages, and inadvertently raised her head to see the white figure, her originally sloppy expression changed.

"Immortal Master..."

The immortal in white pursed his light-colored lips, his brows were cold, and he nodded coldly, as a response to her.

"Is the immortal master looking for Ah Hua?" Yin Jing asked in a low voice.

It was still Shen Yue's nod that responded to her.

She smiled softly, "Ah Hua has already fallen asleep, why don't the immortal master come over tomorrow, Ah Hua's sleep quality has not been very good, if the immortal master wakes him up, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ah Hua to fall asleep again. "

What the girl said seemed to be very familiar and intimate with Ronghua, but Shen Yue seemed like an outsider.

Shen Yue didn't speak, and thought for a while, she was going to go out at dawn, and she might not be able to come back for a long time, if she didn't tell Rong Hua, she might lose her temper again.

"When did he sleep?" The fairy's voice was cold, revealing a superior attitude.

Yin Jing bit her tender lips, and asked innocently: "Master Immortal... Is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow, Ah Hua is asleep, as his master, can you think about him."

The girl's voice was sweet and soft when she lowered her voice, as if she was being coquettish, but what she said was not very friendly.

Ever since she was a child, only one person dared to talk to her like that.

Of course, Shen Yue didn't care too much, she was indifferent and arrogant, and never bothered to care about these people.

Her expression didn't change at all, she ignored Yin Jing, turned her head and left.

Yin Jing looked at her slender back, tilted her head slightly, and did not prepare to leave until she disappeared around the corner.

Before he had taken two steps, the door that had been quiet beside him opened.

She paused, turned around slowly, and saw a black shadow imprinted on the white jade porcelain.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure of a man came out. He was only wearing an inner jacket and a black robe. When he saw Yin Jing, his expression froze.

Yin Jing smiled and said, "Why are you awake?"

Rong Hua first observed the surrounding area, then his eyelashes drooped, "I seem to have heard Master's voice."

He was a little lost, his chest was tight, as if he couldn't get up or down.

"Did you hear me wrong, go to bed early," she said with a gentle face.

Rong Hua frowned, his eyes fell on the script, his eyes were slightly cold, "Didn't I tell you that I don't like people randomly entering my room?"

Yin Jing froze, looking at a loss: "I just can't sleep, I want to find some scriptures to read, and you go to bed early, so I don't want to disturb you."

Seeing her like this, Rong Hua didn't say anything, but his face was not very good. He stared at the notebook in his hand with serious eyes, his face was moody, "Give me back the things."

Yin Jing was also a little dissatisfied when she heard that, she didn't understand why Ronghua got so angry, and it was just a script, and she wanted to go back so urgently, as if she was afraid that she would get dirty, and those who didn't know thought it was some kind of treasure.

Yin Jing threw the book into the man's arms with a blank expression, snorted, turned her head and left.

Yin Jing, who took two steps, originally thought that Rong Hua would say a few soft words, but she didn't want him to stop her. Yin Jing gritted her teeth, and when she turned her head, she saw that the man seemed to be holding some kind of treasure, extremely sharp The shaded eyebrows and eyes were gentle and warm that she had never seen before.

She couldn't understand how precious these few ordinary picture books were. Seeing that Ronghua ignored her, she left in a tantrum.

Rong Hua didn't pay attention to Yin Jing who was leaving, and gently stroked the book cover with his fingertips. He turned around without saying a word, and the door closed.

When Rong Hua made the soup as usual and went to the master's bedroom, there was no one there.

He called out to Master, but no one responded, feeling strange in his heart.

Usually at this time, the master is practicing, but now...

Rong Hua searched all the places where Master often stayed, but did not find anyone.

In the end, he returned to the master's bedroom, and the soup in his hand was already cold.

(End of this chapter)