Chapter 929 She is more yandere (8)

After Yan Chumiao released the living ones and let them leave on their own, he turned around and met Yan Zhi'er's eyes. The young man was sitting on the stone, his eyes burning with scalding temperature.

"How about I go with you." His tone was his usual joking tone, but at this moment, his eyes were serious.

"When I go to your sect in the future, we will be brothers and sisters."

"I went in earlier than you."

"It's okay. I can also be a junior brother. Senior sister must take good care of me as a junior brother."

"So do you think you want to betray your master?"

"Don't worry, my master really doesn't care about me."

Yan Zhi'er's memory told him that his master was not willing to take them over at first, and after taking over, they were left alone.

If he wanted to leave, she would be very happy. After all, she once said that they could leave at any time.

Everything Qingxuanzong provided him would be paid back twice in the future, so that he would owe nothing.

"She will definitely agree." He emphasized his tone, full of certainty.

"I will indeed agree." Yan Chumiao nodded, "If you want to betray your master, you can do it now."

"Should I go back to Qingxuanzong now?"

"No, it's fine here."

Yan Chumiao raised her hand and took off the mask on her face.

"Master, Master?!" Yan Zhi and others were unable to sit firmly and almost fell off the rocks.

The expression on his face changed again and again, which was very funny.

"It's so rare that you still remember me. This is good, and it can save you the need to introduce yourself."

Yan Zhi'er held the ground with one hand, not caring that the ground was dirty now.

"Master, I, I have not forgotten Master, but I just didn't react for a moment. Master, Zhi'er has missed Master during this time. Master, please forgive Zhi'er this time."

He is really on the verge of crying now.

"It's okay. We will no longer be masters and disciples soon, and you have nothing to apologize to me for."

"No, no, no!" Yan Zhiyi shook his head crazily. Although he really didn't want to be this disciple now. He wanted another identity, but he absolutely couldn't do it in this way. If the master-disciple relationship was terminated in this case, he would

My score in Master's heart is probably going to drop to zero.

"Master, this is all the disciple's fault. You can punish me however you want, and the disciple will accept it."

"We'll talk about it later." After Yan Chumiao said that, he turned around.

The boy behind him was wailing.

"Does Master really not want me?"

The corners of Yan Chumiao's lips twitched and she spoke without looking back, "If you can walk, follow up on your own."

"Okay."

There were footsteps behind him, and Yan Zhiyou quickly arrived at Yan Chumiao's side.

He looked sideways at her, feeling infinitely annoyed in his heart.

How could he even forget his master?

The most important thing is, how can he doubt his feelings? Everything in the past is so baffling. He clearly likes her more than before.

If he had known this, he would not have wandered outside and gone back earlier, so that things like this would not have happened. I don't know if Master is still angry now.

—

Yan Zhi'er thought a lot along the way.

From the regret and nervousness at the beginning, I started to plan how to win the master's heart and my whole person.

A certain emotion was growing wantonly in his heart. He looked at the side faces of the people around him and suppressed the heat in his eyes little by little.

He thought that the master belonged to him alone.

"Master, can you tell me what happened to the sect in the past few years when I was away?"

He wants to know if there is anyone the master likes or pays attention to, and those people are his love rivals.

Yan Chumiao briefly talked about what happened in the sect, completely skipping Yan Zhiyi and Yan Zhisi.

But Yan Zhi'er still asked.

"Master, have the brothers and sisters returned during this experience?"

"You and the fifth disciple are the only ones who haven't come back."

After the third disciple came back, he sent his spirit to let him go to the banquet.

Yan Zhi'er carefully considered Yan Chumiao's words and felt relieved after there were no problems.

—

Yan Chumiao did not plan to return to the sect immediately, and Yan Zhiyou was very happy with this. After all, being outside meant that he would spend more time alone with his master.

At night, the two found an inn.

Yan Zhi went to book a room, but when he came back he told Yan Chumiao that there was only one room left.

"Master, I don't mind making the floor." Yan Zhiyou's narrow eyes blinked slightly, like a seductive vixen.

However, for Yan Chumiao, this was just a flirtatious look for a blind man, and it was of no use at all.

Fortunately, Yan Chumiao still agreed to what he said.

So the two of them entered the room together.

There are lounge chairs in the room, so Yan Zhiyi doesn't need to make a floor.

At night, Yan Chumiao was lying on the bed and could feel a gaze that could not be ignored. Not far away, Yan Zhi'er was lying on the recliner, tilting his head and looking straight at her. The corners of his lips were raised, and he was in a good mood.

To the extreme.

Yan Chumiao ignored him for a moment. After a long time, the line of sight finally disappeared and Yan Zhiyou fell asleep.

Although his mind was filled with unseemly things, he had no plans to do anything that night. After all, everything should be done slowly. If he did it too violently all at once, it would only scare people and be counterproductive.

—

At midnight, Yan Zhi'er, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a breath approaching. His brows furrowed slightly, and his sleepiness became lighter, but he still had his eyes closed.

Someone was looking at him in the room. This person was quite powerful. He couldn't detect any footsteps. If it weren't for the keen intuition he had developed over the years, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.

He relied on his intuition, and when the other party was almost close, he suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and shook his hand.

only……

"Master?"

Yan Zhiyou was shocked.

Even after being caught, Yan Chumiao remained calm and calmly withdrew her hand.

"woke up?"

"Master, what are you..." Yan Zhi'er wanted to sit up, but his waist tightened, and a thin thing wrapped around his waist, preventing him from moving.

"Don't move." In the dark night, the woman's eyebrows were light, which was very different from her during the day.

But Yan Zhi'er knew that this was the master, and he was definitely not pretending to be someone else.

So he was relieved. After he was relieved, various speculations arose in his mind.

What blocked his guess was the strange feeling on his body. Something was moving up his waist little by little. He didn't move. He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw a thin vine, which was wrapping around little by little.

He grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands above his head.

This is……

Yan Zhi'er was excited.

"Master, do you like to play with this?"

Yan Chumiao didn't speak and sat down next to him. She lowered her gaze, her eyes hidden in the darkness, with a strong aggressiveness, like a beast hunting in the jungle.

"Do you like it, Zhi'er?" Her voice was soft, like poison mixed with honey.
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