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Chapter 460 The Sick Male Protagonist Who Loves Contradicting His Master (32)

The news that the Ninth Peak was invaded by unidentified people and injured Li Chengyun was widely spread in Qingyue Mountain.

Immortal Lord Canghuan directly opened the mountain gate to guard the mountain formation, and he and Zhuhua personally led people to search the nine peaks of Qingyue Mountain, but they did not find that person.

Most people thought that that person might have escaped at that time, but Cang Huan didn't dare to take it lightly, so the martial law on Qingyue Mountain has been very strict recently.

Fortunately, Li Chengyun's golden core was saved by Zhu Hua's hands.However, due to the serious injury, he still lost some realms, and the injury has not fully recovered. Later, he sighed and sighed all day in Zhan Wufeng, his face was full of sorrow, and Zhuhua saw that he wanted to kill someone, so he was thrown back to Guanghan Peak.

After returning to Guanghan Peak, Li Chengyun's mood improved in an instant. He wanted to hug his master to ask for warmth, but he was ordered by his master to rest in his room.

But... because his bamboo house was smashed to pieces by the man in black, he is now directly living in Guanghan Palace.

Even though it was the side room farthest away from the master's dormitory, it was enough to make Li Chengyun feel elated.

Si Jiu would visit Li Chengyun every day to see that he was recovering from his injuries, and he would feel much better after all.

With such a large Guanghan Palace, she usually doesn't feel anything, but when Li Chengyun doesn't care about things, she finds that there are indeed many inconveniences.

"Master, the disciple is actually almost recovered. There are still many affairs in your cave, let the disciple help you share one or two."

Si Jiu sat on the side, took a sip of spiritual tea slowly, "How many things can happen in Guanghan Palace? You can worry about it after you are fully recovered."

"But……"

"Don't be so. You are still sweating after standing for a while, if it hurts, just say it hurts, as a teacher, I won't laugh at you.

Sit down, don't stand up. "

"In front of the master, how dare the disciple be shameless."

Si Jiu clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand and threw a silk handkerchief over, "wipe your sweat off."

Li Chengyun pinched the silk handkerchief, a little fluttering.

He watched with his own eyes the master took it out of his arms and squeezed it in his hand, as if he could still feel the temperature on it.

"Wipe it."

"Oh, uh...thank you, Master." Li Chengyun lowered his head and carefully wiped his forehead with a silk handkerchief. In fact, he wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeves, and there was a little sweat on the handkerchief. Did not stick.

Then he was a little confused, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should return the silk handkerchief to the master.

It is impossible for Master to ask for it.He used it.

But something so private as Sipa... No, isn't it too good?
But, in fact, I really don't want to pay it back.

Si Jiu didn't notice his series of small movements and mental activities, put down his tea cup and stood up, "Okay, I'm leaving."

She is here and Li Chengyun is uncomfortable, but troubled instead.

"The disciple sends the master."

Si Jiu had already walked out, waving his hands with his back to him, "What are you going to give, let's have a rest." After speaking, he disappeared.

Li Chengyun pinched the silk handkerchief in his hand, his expression was in a daze, he didn't know what he thought of, and his face turned crimson.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind suddenly, slowly, slowly raised his hand, and brought the silk handkerchief in his hand to the tip of his nose.

Faint, if there seems to be no breath.

Like the morning dew, and like dew falling on the grass.

He trembled uncontrollably, suddenly pressed Sipa on his nose and mouth, and took a deep breath.

It seemed that not only the body, but even the heart trembled.

"laugh"

A cold sneer shocked Li Chengyun like thunder, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door.

Shen Xinghe leaned against the door with his arms folded, with a disgusted and mocking look on his face.

If you look closely, you can see a trace of anger that he can't suppress.

"It's disgusting," he said.

Li Chengyun gritted his teeth, "What did you say?"

"I didn't expect you to be so hungry. You can eat something like Ning Qingmeng?"

Li Chengyun was trembling with anger, this person, this person actually insulted Master so much!
"Heh... If your dear master knows that the eldest disciple who has always been dignified in front of her is a pervert behind her back who is seductive with her personal belongings, what do you think she will think?"

Li Chengyun's face changed suddenly, "You! Dare!"

　Emperor version of Shen Xinghe: Li Chengyun, you are really hungry, and you really want to eat it.This seat despises your taste.

　　Cub version of Shen Xinghe: Li Chengyun, you toad wants to eat swan meat, Xiao misses my master, you deserve it too?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)