Lin Shuhe was silent for a long time before looking at Mu Zhe, who was full of panic on his face, incredibly: "Aren't you kidding me?"

Mu Ze looked at him in a daze, with unconcealed panic in his eyes.

Lin Shuhe: "…"

Lin Shuhe almost cursed "Baby" and almost held back, and did not destroy his image as an unfathomable and arrogant immortal doctor.

He said coldly: "He is your master. If you dare to have such a rebellious mind, aren't you afraid of being punished by thunder?!"

Mu Zhe was completely confused, and he murmured, "I, I don't know."

Lin Shuhe: "…"

Lin Shuhe was completely impatient: "No matter whether you know it now or not, this idea can never appear again from now on. Do you remember?"

Mu Zui couldn't listen to Lin Shuhe's words at this time. He had never been so excited when he was subjected to the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation.

Do I really have a love affair with Master...?

He said in a daze: "Remember."

He said remember, but what he showed was the meaning of "I can't understand what you are saying."

Lin Shuhe was almost angry by him, and immediately became angry and raised his hand suddenly, and his spiritual power rushed towards Mu Zui, pressing Mu Zui who had been standing straight so hard that his legs were bent and he almost knelt down.

Mu Ze stumbled and then woke up like a dream, he looked at Lin Shuhe in shock.

This seemingly weak master actually has the cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm?!

But it is true that among the disciples accepted by Nan Lianjun of Lirenfeng, although their temperaments are very different, their cultivation is extraordinary.

Su Xiyan is good at the way of Qimen Dunjia. The head teacher Xi Gu practices the sword art. Chao Jiuxiao is a demon cultivator who has a very high cultivation level when he is born. Even if he is a waste, he is still an absolute Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone Lin Shuhe who has been in the school for a longer time.

Mu Zui gritted his teeth and was not forced to kneel down by Lin Shuhe's pressure. He also knew his thoughts that he was so rebellious that he bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors. He said with difficulty: "Yes, remember."

Lin Shuhe then took back his pressure. He looked at Mu Zhe coldly, then glanced at Shen Gurong, who was struggling in the room. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling proud that his stupid junior brother would kill the danger in his germ.

At this moment, Shen Gurong suddenly shouted in the room: "Mu Zhe!"

Mu Zhe, who had just said "remembered", immediately turned around and ran over: "Master, I'm here."

Before Lin Shuhe could react, Mu Zhe had already pushed open the door and walked into Shen Gurong's room. He was very familiar with the way. He knew at a glance that he often trespassed the door of his master's room.

Lin Shuhe: "…"

Bastard! I'll kill you!!

The bastard named Mu had forgotten what he said, and habitually walked into the master's room. Only then did he realize what he said to Lin Shuhe.

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zui paused and suddenly felt the urge to retreat.

As soon as his toes moved, before he could retreat, he heard Shen Gurong in the inner room shouting softly: "Mu Zhe!"

Mu Ze immediately forgot how to write the word "retreat". He took a few steps and lifted the bamboo curtain and rushed in.

On the bed in the inner room, Shen Gurong was sitting there adjusting Bingxiao. He probably cried, and there was a flurry on the end of his narrow eyes. At this time, Sao saw Mu Zui coming in, and the fox ears stood up directly. He raised his eyes lightly, arrogant and lonely.

"Why are you so slow?" he said coldly.

Mu Zhe didn't know if his master was Chinese medicine, so he had to walk forward carefully and said, "Master, please leave me to say a few words."

Chen Gurong glared at him: "What do you say? Is it important to speak with a master?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

It's OK, his master has determined Chinese medicine.

Mu Zhe had to follow him and said, "No, nothing is as important as the master."

When Chen Gurong heard this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the fox ears moved. He knew he was very happy at first glance.

Chen Gurong asked again: "What did you say to Senior Brother Six?"

When Mu Ze heard this, he glanced at Chen Gu Rong in a daze, and his face turned red again.

Mu Zhe has been precocious since he was young, and the first ray of light in his life was given to him by Chen Fengxue. Later, because of the half of the Yuan Dan, he could hear Chen Gu Rong's words. Although he did not show his face, he was very happy.

His master is admired by thousands of people, as if an immortal descended to earth. Everyone said that he was as cold as ice and was not as good as the world. But only he himself knew that the cold-sparking Shen Shengjun was actually like a young man with high spirits. He knew his joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. He would be afraid, jealous, and like an ordinary person to join in the fun and live a life of life.

Chen Gu Rong in Mu Zhe's eyes was completely different from Chen Shengjun in everyone's eyes.

This contrast that only belongs to him and only knows makes Mu Zhe inexplicably excited. He is unwilling to share it with others and just wants to monopolize it.

This emotion was gradually distorted by Mu Ze into a desire to control Chen Gu Rong. When he was young, he didn't understand it and could only use the children's way of competing for favor to get Chen Gu Rong's attention. Even if he looked at him, Mu Ze could get great satisfaction.

Until the past ten years when the Shen Gu Rong was gone, the familiar face not only did not fade at all, but became more vivid after ten years.

The crane returns to the sky, and my heart is as good as before.

And even more so.

Mu Zhe has been thinking about what his feelings are whenever he sees Chen Gurong. It can make him dream about it and cannot be forgotten for a long time. He can remember Chen Gurong's little movement for a long time, as if there is only one master in the center of his eyes.

When he saw Qingyu's words, Mu Zhe felt confused and was not sure. Lin Shu and a few sudden words made Mu Zhe, who had been confused for several days, suddenly enlightened and enlightened.

It turns out that his possessiveness towards Chen Gurong did not come from his apprentice's favor, but from a deeper level...

Love and love.

Mu Ei was dragged in by Chen Gu Rong before he could clean up his chaotic emotions. He was at a loss and had no idea how to face Chen Gu Rong.

While despising himself for his daring to covet the filth of his master, he also had some secret expectations.

If he could really get Chen Gurong...

He was thinking about it all, and Chen Gurong was impatient. He stepped forward to hold Mu Zhe's face and forced him to look up at him.

Chen Gurong curled his lips unhappily, his fox's ears drooped, and he asked dissatisfiedly: "I'm asking you, why don't you answer me? If you can talk to Senior Brother Six, can't you tell me?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe woke up like a dream and hurriedly said, "I just said something... useless."

He did not dare to look directly at Chen Gurong, and his heart was beating wildly for fear that Chen Gurong would hear him, so he could only turn his head aside in a mess.

Chen Gurong stopped obeying again: "Why don't you look at me? Are you so rude when you were talking to Senior Brother Six just now?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Only then did Mu Ze slowly realize that something was wrong with his master.

Lively is a little more lively, but why does he compare himself with others in every sentence?

Mu Ze had no choice but to try and say: "Master is the best, Mu Ze respects the most."

This sentence was not right with Shen Gurong's question, but Chen Gurong was unexpectedly happy and his hand, which forced Mu Zhe's face, also let go.

Mu Ei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that as he expected, this medicine probably expanded Chen Gurong's competitive spirit.

Chen Gurong saw everything he wanted to compare with himself, and he asked, "Which is better, Sang Luofu or me?"

Mu Zhe: "Master is the best."

"Which one, Lin Shu or me, has a higher level of cultivation?"

"The master has the highest cultivation level."

Chen Gu Rong was happy and loved the word "best" in each sentence of Mu Zhe. He squinted his eyes lazily and smiled with Mu Zhe's neck.

Mu Zhe was stiff all over and didn't dare to move. While allowing Shen Gurong to move around himself, he silently recited the Sutra of Meditation.

Chen Gurong rubbed his hands and accidentally pulled the fox ear and asked again: "Whose fox ear or Qingyu, which one looks better?"

Mu Zhe almost recited the meditation scriptures into the Heart Method of Hehuan Taoism. He opened his eyes in a panic, pursed his lips, and whispered: "Master's... is the best."

Chen Gurong seemed to be intrigued, asking questions all the time, and the questions were even more strange.

"Is my apprentice better?"

Mu Zhe blushed and said shyly: "Master's apprentice... is the best."

Chen Gurong laughed: "Aren't you praising yourself?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Chen Gurong kept asking questions, and Mu Ze answered him very well. In the end, Chen Gurong got tired of himself and lay on Mu Ze's shoulder and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Mu Zhe hugged him reservedly for a while before he gently put Shen Gurong back on the couch.

Chen Gurong's back was touched by a soft couch, and he muttered to himself: "Mu Zhe, is my waist soft or my quilt soft?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe couldn't laugh and cry, and said softly: "Master's waist is the softest."

After saying that, Mu Zhe realized what he said was a presumptuous thing and immediately shut up.

Fortunately, Shen Gurong was already asleep and did not hear this sentence. Mu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood there for a while, staring at Chen Gurong's sleeping face almost greedily, and after a while, he forced himself to look away and turn away.

But Mu Ze just walked to the door when Lin Shuhe's angry voice suddenly came from outside.
To be continued...