Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

After Ye Yunlan understood what he meant, his complexion was red and white, and he gritted his teeth and spit out: "...Laughter!"

Shen Shu still stared at Ye Yunlan without turning, as if puzzled, said.

"Where is it presumptuous?"

"You--" Ye Yunlan said, "Shen Shu, I am your master!"

Shen Shu looked at Ye Yunlan's red eyes because of anger, and laughed hoarsely.

Ye Yunlan couldn't predict that Shen Shu would say such words. He was shaking with Shen Shu's pale wrist tightly, and he could hardly restrain his desire to hold the Lack of Shadow Sword that was placed on the table.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to draw the sword, his icy voice was filled with anger, "Shen Shu, if you really remember that I am your master, then you shouldn’t forget it. I have taught you this for the past three years. You, what is morality, what is courtesy, righteousness, and shame, what is respect for the teacher and Tao—"Shen Shu could no longer hear what Ye Yunlan was talking about.

Countless negative undercurrents surged from the cracks in the soul, and the suffocation that had been suppressed in my heart over the years was pulled and enlarged, and the fragments that plunged into my mind were chaotic and shattered, and the world seemed to stand upside down into a confusing phantom. He couldn't see clearly, there was only one thought in his mind.

Ye Yunlan is his.

It should be his forever and ever.

He? Feeling thirsty.

The throat was so thirsty that it was about to burn, it hurts and itchy.

In his eyes, the thin lips of the person in front of him closed together, perhaps because he had just tasted tea, and there was still a slight glow of water on his face.

His Adam's apple rolled, finally unable to restrain it, leaned forward and kissed it.

Ye Yunlan's voice stopped and his eyes widened, as if he was too shocked and lost his senses.

Shen Shu took the opportunity to raise his hand to pinch his pale and sharp jaw, leaned over and kissed deeper.

There was a faint sound of water between their lips and teeth.

Shen Shu grabbed the thin lips of the person in front of him and bit like a hungry wolf.

The other party's thin lips are softer than the petals, and the nectar inside is as sweet as imagined, with the slightly astringent fragrance of tea leaves.

Shen Shu greedily usurped all the nectar, burning flames in his eyes, getting deeper and deeper-Nian'er next to him suddenly said: "Little brother, why are you bullying your brother all of a sudden!"

The drooping hair ball in Nian'er's palm also widened Black Doudou's eyes, and looked at the two of them, revealing a humane shock and excessive appearance. Then he fluttered his wings, trying hard to fly, and at the same time he made an angry sound of "chirp chirp".

The noisy sound in his ear finally made Ye Yunlan recover from the shock.

Then there was a crisp sound.

Ye Yunlan slapped Shen Shu on the face.

Shen Shu didn't hide, but took the slap firmly, his head tilted to one side, and a clear five-fingerprint appeared on his handsome cheek.

Ye Yunlan stood up, his expression was cold, but his hands and heart were trembling constantly, indicating his uncontrollable anger.

"Are you awake?"

Shen Shu tilted his head and said nothing.

Ye Yunlan's expression grew colder.

He dropped his stinging palm and said coldly.

"In these years, I have accepted you as an apprentice, treated you as a parent-child, led you into the Dao, taught you swordsmanship, and never hid your own personalities."

"I have no more nostalgia for the world, but I have high hopes for you."

"But Shen Shu, you disappoint me."

Shen Shu's expression moved slightly.

The thirst in the throat had been dissipated in the impulse to transcend just now, the dark part of the soul felt satisfied, and his mind gradually became sober.

But he? Doesn't regret what he just did.

If it was said that when he eavesdropped on Master’s self-blasphemy by the wall, he still didn’t know how he felt about Master, then when his body grew longer and he met Master in dreams, he already knew that. Have a desire for one's own master.

He? He kept this secret very well.

In accordance with Ye Yunlan's expectations, he practiced the exercises steadily, respected his teachers, and made friends, just for Ye Yunlan's appreciation.

But he? Suddenly didn't want to hide at this moment.

He? I don’t want to be treated only by Ye Yunlan as an apprentice, and I don’t want to be ignorant all the time. I don’t want to watch my master because of his injury. He lies under another person because of his injury—what other people can do, why? Can't do it?

Shen Shu met Ye Yunlan's gaze. Only for a moment, the pale color on the lips of the person in front of him has disappeared, but the lips are bright red and swollen by the kiss, and the lips are even bleeding from the skin, condensing the thrilling red of agate.

He whispered: "Master, I just want to help you."

"Stubborn!" Ye Yunlan has never been so angry. He swept his sleeves, and the tea cup on the table was swept to the ground by him, making a cracking sound.

"...Get out!"

Shen Shu didn't move, but continued to ask: "Since others can recommend pillow seats to Master, why can't I?"

Ye Yunlan didn't answer, only panting deeply.

The blush on his face caused by anger became more and more beautiful, he suddenly bowed his waist and coughed violently.

A touch of bright red dripped from the cracks of the fingers.

Shen Shu's pupils contracted, and he quickly supported Ye Yunlan to let him sit down. He wanted to pat his back smoothly for him, but Ye Yunlan threw his hand away.

Shen Shu's hand stopped in the air and froze, and then turned his head to look at Nian'er. He tightened his brows and said, "Swire Dixinzhi, give it to me!"

Next to Nian'er looking worriedly at Ye Yunlan who was coughing low, she gave Shen Shu an angrily, and said anxiously: "Although Nian'er is in charge of the treasure house, it is our emperor who imposes restrictions on the treasure house. It must be opened according to the rules. , The Floating Cloud Summit is not over yet, the treasure house... Nian'er can't open it."

Nian'er said, tears rolling in her eyes with anxiety, and said, "It's all you! It's all because of you! Brother suddenly did this!"

Shen Shushen looked at Ye Yunlan's frowning eyebrows due to coughing, and the more bright red between his fingers, and finally panicked.

He was silent for a moment, and knelt in front of Ye Yunlan on one knee.

The broken porcelain on the ground sank into his knees, and the hot tea soaked his clothes. He didn't seem to notice it, but just crawled on Ye Yunlan's knees.

He? said: "Master, the disciple is wrong."

"The disciple is just too worried? Master's injury, that's why... so utterly lying."

He clenched his five fingers into the palm of his flesh, and said in a low voice.

"In the future, if Master does not like Tu'er mentioning this matter, Tuer... will not mention it again."

Ye Yunlan's violent cough finally calmed down.

Shen Shu took out a Supa and straightened up, trying to wipe the blood from his lips, but Ye Yunlan raised his hand to block it.

Ye Yunlan's long eyelashes were drooping, looking at Shen Shu who was kneeling in front of him, his pale face showed a deep exhaustion, and he said in a low voice, "Go away."

Shen Shu definitely watched him for a long time, then stood up and folded the handkerchief on the table, cleaned up the scattered tiles on the ground, and left here.

Before leaving, he said: "Master, the disciple will win the Floating Cloud Summit, and I will bring you the Swire Earth Core Mushroom."

Ye Yunlan didn't give him a reply?

Until Shen Shu disappeared, Nian'er said worriedly: "Brother? That little brother just now, how can I make you so angry."

The unsullied mountain spirit in Tianchi Mountain, even though it has been ten thousand years old, still doesn't know much about many things in the world.

It's just that she touched her mouth and broke some skin. Nian'er didn't understand why Ye Yunlan was so angry.

Ye Yunlan shook his head, took the handkerchief by the table and wiped the blood on his hands.

He? Covered his eyes and was silent for a while.

He? He is not an unmanned virgin.

When Shen Shu forced him to kiss him, his eyes were exposed and hot, as if he was going to eat him.

He? Know what this means.

But he didn't understand when Shen Shu had such a rebellious heart for him.

For such an offense, he should have felt resisted and disgusted.

But when Shen Shu kissed him, at that moment, his first feeling was not disgusting.

But... warm.

Mao Qiu fluttered his wings and jumped on his knees, interrupting his thoughts.

A warm golden light melted into his body, making his frustrated and painful chest much better.

Ye Yunlan raised his hand and gently rubbed the head of Maoqiu, then looked at the misty clouds in the distance.

He remembered what he had read in the book over the years.

Teachers are like fathers, and they are responsible for disciples. When a disciple makes a mistake, he should not be ignored, he must be guided by his actions and guided by his heart.

He? Time is running out in this life.

Neither Shen Shu nor him could make any more mistakes.

...

Shen Shu's heart? Feelings are clouded.

This kind of sentiment was reflected in his treatment of opponents in the Floating Cloud Summit. The shot became more fierce and crazy.

Until he defeated the seventh opponent with a violent wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the eyes of the people around him looked at him, with fear.

After defeating his opponent, he did not go back to the fairy palace, but wandered in Tianchi Mountain all day, seeming to be looking for something.

On this day, the bell of Tianchi Mountain rang again, and Shen Shu jumped and landed on the Wuyun Peak competition stage.

His opponent is an acquaintance, and he is also a fellow of Tianzong.

Senior Brother Tianzong, He Lanze, had already won the first prize in the last Tianchi Mountain Forum. This time he participated in the Forum and was eligible for the Floating Cloud Summit. Only he and another person-Rong Ran.

Rong Ran is one of only a few Yuanying-period monks in this forum. He is also a well-known beauty on the list of beauties, and many people are very optimistic about winning the first prize.

Therefore, not only was the audience seated in the Immortal Palace, but also many monks gathered outside the Floating Cloud Summit.

Rong Ran stood quietly opposite Shen Shu.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, the eyebrows are picturesque.

It's just that, compared to him, who was in a gentle and elegant manner three years ago, three years after being punished by Jun Qiyun to face the wall, his complexion became a little paler, and there was a gloomy expression in his expression.

Holding a blue spirit sword in his hand, Rong Ran smiled and said, "Long time no see, Nephew Shen."

"Three years ago, you were rude, and I said that I wanted to discipline Alan. Today I finally have a chance."

Even though it took Shen Shu to ascend the Heavenly Stage earlier than him?, Rong Ran didn't think he was weaker than Shen Shu.

There is a huge difference in cultivation level between Yuan Ying and Jin Dan. Unless Shen Shu's swordsmanship realm is extremely high, he will never be his opponent.

But just an outside disciple.

Thinking that this outer disciple had lived with Ye Yunlan for the past three years, the gloomy color in Rong Ran's eyes became even heavier.

The scarlet color flashed across Shen Shu's eyes, the iron in his hand was unsheathed, and his lips curled up with a sneer, "You are also worthy of being my uncle?"

The bell rang again.

The battle began.

Jianguang raged in the field, Rong Ran resisted with a deep cultivation base, but his steps were retreating unconsciously.

After he realized this, he was shocked to realize that although Shen Shuxiu was only in the late Jindan stage, his kendo realm could be compared with He Lanze, and even stronger!

As time passed, Rong Ran's heart became more and more shocked and puzzled.

Three years ago, Shen Shu was clearly still an outer disciple he dismissed. Now, he has enough strength to suppress him——!

Why!

In my heart, jealousy grows crazily.

A dark color flashed in his eyes, and the long sword was no longer a defensive posture, but a majestic aura, attacking Shen Shu.

But this is not his real ultimate move.

The majestic aura turned into water mist, blocking the sight of most people, and in the sleeves of the dyed clothes, several invisible black spots shot towards Shen Shu!

Over the years, while studying the training of Acacia Love Gu, he has conducted more in-depth research on the Southern Frontier Gu insect method and realized that this is a cultivation method that is more suitable for him than Kendo.

He studied under Qiyun Jun, the world's first strongest man, but he really didn't have the talent for kendo, and he has not been able to get the true teachings of his kendo so far, but he needs power—he needs power greedily.

This kind of "Sword Poison Gu" newly refined by him can transform into a sword gas at the moment it invades the human body, gnawing on the internal organs of the person in the Gu, causing it to lose resistance.

Rong Dian's face was already showing the chance of winning, but the next moment, it suddenly froze.

His feelings can't go wrong, Sword Poison Gu did indeed enter Shen Shu's body, but as soon as he entered, it seemed to be swallowed by something extremely evil--!

how so!

Sword Poison Gu was refined by him, controlled by him, and connected to his heart god. When Sword Poison Gu dies, Rongren's heart is violently turbulent, his sword technique is full of flaws, and his chest and abdomen are sinking. The special sword aura hits, and the whole person flies horizontally a few meters away.

He was suffering from bone pain, and barely opened his eyelids, but saw Shen Shu standing in front of him with the sword, the long sword raised in the air, scarlet eyes down and coldly looking at him.

In those eyes, Rong Ran seemed to see the boundless corpse and the terrible blood purgatory.

——Does Shen Shu really want to kill him under here?.

Rong Ran was already about to split his heart, and realizing this, the tight string in his heart suddenly broke.

He trusts everything? Heart? God's thing has not been refined yet? The birds that have gone away from him have not yet returned to him, no matter what, they can't die here.

Can't help screaming: "Don't kill me, I surrender!"

The onlookers were in an uproar. They didn't expect that the result of being so optimistic about everyone would be so embarrassed to admit defeat.

Shen Shu snorted coldly, and the long sword fell and inserted a thin blood mark on Rongran's neck.

Rong's face bounced like a dead fish in surprise, and his face was blue and white, and he lay on the ground again, shaking like a worm for a long time, before he came back to his senses slowly.

He? Knowing that he has lost his face today, and the image that he has worked so hard in Tianzong these years is considered to be more than half of the collapse. He couldn't help but glanced at Shen Shu gloomily, got up with difficulty, staggered and walked away.

It's just that where he couldn't see, a shadow sneaked into his shadow.

After Rong Ran walked back to the fairy palace, he suddenly condensed his eyebrows, speeded up his pace, and hid in an empty room.

Then he grabbed the clothes at the heart, his face was distorted, and he seemed to have a cold sweat.

He? Shaking his hands? He took out the pill bottle from his sleeve, poured a large amount of pill into his hand, and took it all round.

After this, he seemed to be better off.

But immediately he felt that something was confined in his throat, which was deeply tightened. The suffocation made his complexion suddenly turn blue.

A cold voice came from his ears.

"The news that Master was injured and needs double cultivation with others, was it you who came out?"

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