Chapter 20: This seat has exceeded the rules, but she is really stupid
A flickering shadow of the cold moon hangs down like splashing ink in the pool water behind it, dripping with microwaves, flowing freely, whispering silently and flowing in the space.
Ye Chen's movements slowed down dozens of times. He turned his head to look at the main hall. Inside, there was smoke, an incense pot, and criss-crossing weapons and armor, stained with light and fire, making it look a bit unrealistic.
He struggled hard, but saw the golden vines tied to his body getting tighter and tighter, as if they would sink into his flesh in the next second, squeezing out a few drops of bright red blood.
"Master~" The stupid dog screamed in his heart, and tied people up at every turn. I didn't do anything at all, so it was a loss. "Master, I'm tired of looking for nothing. Why don't you take him back? I don't
I will use my hands and feet again."
Broken light mixed with the golden light emanating from the body shrouded the face of the person in front of him, with a few strands of black hair covering his eyebrows. The hairpin on his head was crooked, and the black hair tied up high looked more casual and lazy than before. But his bright eyes were slightly narrowed.
, the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, as if he was a born king, standing proudly above everyone.
"Tie it up, it will save trouble." After forcing the alcohol out of the body, Ran's eyes no longer had the drunken blush, and the cold color was more interesting.
Ye Chen smacked his lips, admired it for a moment, and secretly cursed himself for his misfortune.
Cong Ran had no intention of continuing to talk about this matter with him. He took a few mouthfuls of sweet cakes, chewed them and swallowed: "The great elder has had a relationship with the owner of the Eternal Valley for many years, and the elder is also familiar with that person's technique. She came back and said
The person I fought with throughout the ages was very much like the owner of the valley."
Her voice quality was not as loud and melodious as Liu Ningning's. It was so deep and charming that it was magnetic and steady. She said these words very lightly, like a stone sinking into the water, making a few ripples and then sinking.
"Master, the Valley Master doesn't have to do this..." Ye Chen said in shock.
The relationship between Salvation and the Wanguxue family has always been tied to profit. To put it bluntly, Salvation begged Salvation to keep the world safe, and Salvation begged the eternal weapon spell. Without any loss, the valley owner assassinated the elder with an inexplicable red face, which makes no sense.
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As if seeing Ye Chen's hesitation, Cong Ranshun continued: "Their relationship should be good. Before the Valley Master left the rescue mission, he told the elder that he would report that he was safe and sound every once in a while, but there was no one on the way.
News from the Valley Master..."
"No news?"
Ye Chen had not had much contact with people in his previous life. He had heard a few things from others, so he knew a little bit about it. The owner of the valley was an upright and straightforward man, a gentleman. Once he said something, it was hard to follow him. Since we lost contact for no reason...
"People from the demon clan came to the door, killed the valley owner, and pretended to be someone else?" he guessed in fear.
Cong Ran cast an appreciative look, and Ye Chen immediately looked at her with a smile. If his hands had not been tied, he would have hugged her waist again like a follower, and got close to her like that stupid mink.
Fan.
"A beautiful woman must smile a lot. She often has a sad face, which is why she looks bad."
When she heard it and knew that he was talking about her, she suddenly panicked and said hurriedly: "It's not getting cold yet, it's quite hot."
Cong Ran wanted to get over this problem, but Ye Chen took it seriously: "Are you thirsty? Wine can't quench your thirst. I brought a water bag here."
He twisted his body as he spoke, but when he couldn't reach it, he smiled at her awkwardly. So Cong Ran was speechless for a moment, then retracted the cane whip Wu Qiu. Ye Chen's hands and feet were freed, and he took out the water bag hanging on his waist.
Then, as he approached her, his raised hand was about to fall on the back of her neck when he suddenly said, "Master, you haven't had much rest recently. Would you like to lose some spiritual power?"
Cong Ran's body couldn't help but pause, and Ye Chen mistakenly thought he agreed with his small reaction, so he boldly moved closer. She probably sighed helplessly and let Ye Chen's fingertips cover her neck.
On the body, strands of cool air flowed into the skin from the bones of the cervical vertebrae.
There, Cong Ran was injured, and the burning stinging sensation was neutralized. But... it felt a bit strange, as if someone was blowing cool wind on the wound, gently but a little itchy.
She could only hold her face firmly to keep her neck from moving, and her expression became very stiff.
The little master is ticklish, he knows it. Because he knows that in the last life, he grabbed her soft flesh and tortured her until she begged for mercy. Now that I think about it, I was really nothing before. I couldn't help but use a little force on my hands, but it had the opposite effect, and the itching
Heartbroken, Cong Ran trembled her eyelashes, and the broken light above them trembled slightly.
If the Great Elder is fake, everything must be overturned and re-examined. Ye Chen carefully touched the back of her neck, thinking in his mind without saying it.
The golden light and lavender halo around Cong Ran became more and more intense, and the fuzzy or clear runes circulated faster and faster. When she opened her eyes again, the faint light that originally surrounded her disappeared.
Like a huge golden dragon, it entangled itself with a piece of cloud bamboo not far away, flowing and entwining among the bamboo branches.
Until all the runes were wrapped around the cloud bamboos and dimmed, Ye Chen tightened his fingers, curled his fingers and moved them away from her neck. After much hesitation, he hid the last trace of runes into the branches and leaves of the cloud bamboos.
If there is any big movement from the little master, he can sense it through this rune scroll.
"Okay?" Cong Ran blinked, looked at Jun Xiao, touched the back of his neck uncomfortably, and asked with some uncertainty.
Ye Chen said "Yeah".
Broadly speaking, there are two types of exercises practiced by monks in the world of cultivation: one is defense, and the other is offense. Defense means healing, and attack means cultivation.
People like Cong Ran, who are almost immortals, often have poor healing abilities and are generally not injured. But once they are injured, they can leave the minor injuries alone and rely on their own recovery power to heal the injury. If the wound is too big or serious, she will
It will also be bandaged.
For example, that time when Cong Ran was trying to protect her under-month-old baby, the enemy's spear was coming, and there was no time to cast any spells. She actually rushed over and blocked it with her body, and the spear penetrated her chest.
Ye Chen, who came over, looked at this funny scene. He didn't know whether he was shaking with anger or because he was having a hard time holding back his laughter. He held the sword and poured in terrifying spiritual power. With a wave of his hand, he held the spear in front of the smug demon soldiers.
, and then, his helmeted head shook, separated from his body, slipped to the ground, and rolled out for a long distance.
The strange thing was that the man had beheaded and the blood from the severed artery did not flow everywhere. Ye Chen looked down at Cong Ran who was kneeling on the ground holding the child in both hands, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He seemed to have said something hurtful: "Is it worth being hurt so much for someone who is not your relative?"
Back at the sect, the young master didn't say anything. He went to Liangzhou Hall by himself, closed the door, turned on the lights, and was doing something.
In the middle of the night, Ye Chen couldn't sleep because he was thinking about something, so he dressed and walked to her door. Seeing that the light inside was still on, he ran over to cook a bowl of hot noodles and bring it in.
Then... I came across a scene of an immortal king trying hard to tame his limbs fighting with a white strap.
She didn't care about her body, and Ye Chen didn't bother to say more about whether the injury was serious, but after suffering such a serious injury, just taking some medicine and tying her up to rest was not allowed.
Therefore, at that time, Ye Chen took the risk of carrying four or five cabinets of books, and went to help Cong Ran with his wounds regardless.
He had just joined Cong Ran's family at that time, and he had sincerely admired her before anything had gone through fermentation.
Ye Chen spoke again, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat rolled. He moved his eyes away from her face, with indescribable bitterness: "Master, if you are injured somewhere, you have to tell your disciple,
My disciple has recently been learning medical skills from my sister. I am not very proficient, but I still have the ability to relieve pain."
"My disciple has not been taught in vain. He now knows how to care for others." Cong Ran snorted.
He almost fell from the stone bench to the ground.
"Do you know how to use paper magic?"
This technique is to attach the soul to the paper person, making it easier to move. The only drawback is that if the paper is damaged, the person will be severely injured.
"No, I heard it from others." Ye Chen shook his head and wanted to say something else, but Cong Ran made a silencing gesture towards him.
He understood immediately and didn't ask any more questions. If this person was really saving the world, he must be quite familiar with the Little Master. Lin Yi had a hand in Yu Longfeng's time, but no one in Eternal Snow had a hand in it this time, not to mention that the Great Elder had also been there.
If the young master goes there openly and honestly, he will definitely attract attention.
Furthermore, she had to hide it from Taoist Wuwei, which made it more difficult instantly.
"Why doesn't Master handle it?"
When Ye Chen first came to save the world, he only met his master once. After that, it was as if the man disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.
The wine glasses on the table were tilted here and there. She grabbed an empty glass and turned it between her fingers. After a long time, the evening breeze blew on her shoulders, giving her a chill, and then she said quietly: "He is not here anymore."
His astonishment made Cong Ran's eyes look slightly at a loss, but he was not allowed to say anything yet. The person in front of him, who was far away from him, picked up the cup that had almost fallen to the ground.
"He should have gone to the immortal world, or... he failed to survive the tribulation and fell into reincarnation."
If you fail, you will become a monk who has overcome the tribulation and will die over time; if you succeed in transforming and understand the application of the laws of heaven and earth, you can live as long as heaven and earth and transform into gods and immortals.
No wonder
Ye Chen felt that he was quite confused in his previous life. His little master was a proud and arrogant person. She rarely asked for help for things that she couldn't do. According to normal logic, she would definitely ask her own master first. But she was calm with the third elder and her brother.
With the help of the village owner, he became the master of salvation.
"In the few years that Master was alive, the world was most peaceful. Once he passed away, it was as if his backbone had been taken away, and he became a piece of loose sand, with bad people..."
There are also bad people who are causing trouble.
There wasn't much wine left in the jug, so Cong Ran simply opened the lid, raised his head and drank happily. "Huh?" Ye Chen was frightened by her heroic aura. She was still injured, and after drinking to pieces,
Who knows what she might do. If nothing else, her dormitory was full of sharp weapons, and she would easily cut someone if she wasn't careful.
He stood up, frowning, and wanted to grab her wine bottle. The drunkard seemed to notice it, turned sideways, and dodged perfectly, but he missed her.
"I didn't see Master drink when he was here." Ye Chen was furious. He was really worried about her health. She hadn't drank so much wine for a long time. "After he... left, you only drank occasionally.
Wine. What on earth has happened to you now that is worth drinking to the point of unconsciousness? It would be best to lie down and get it over with?"
He was probably sick, and he dared to say such treacherous words to the young master. But if he was not sick, how could he not be able to sleep at all, and come all the way to the main hall to look for her. In his previous life...how could he sit up and spread out in the middle of the night?
When I opened the yellowed scroll paper, I saw that there was no reason for my longing. Her name was written crookedly on every page?
Cong Ran was a little drunk and her brain was not working very well. She stayed in place and thought carefully about what he said. Then she must have understood, she suddenly crushed the wine glass, and the skin on her hand was broken, and blood spilled out.
Ye Chen subconsciously looked at it, but she avoided it.
"Show me." Does he think the little master is a bit childish?
The other party looked at him quietly, without saying a word, her eyes were cold and silent, like indifferent snowflakes in winter, seemingly indifferent to his words. She sat without sadness and looked at him with a bright expression.
His eyes darkened little by little.
She said: "You go back, I will stay later."
Two people under the moon, one sitting and one standing.
Ye Chen stood for a moment, and then raised his peach blossom eyes to look at that person. He lost his arrogance in his life, exposing his fragile tenderness, like a veil covered with dust. Looking back today, the traces of pollution from his previous life were gone. She felt even more angry.
Extraordinary and refined, no turbid air remains.
He thought to himself: If she were in the immortal world, she would be either an immortal emperor or a divine general.
The real splendor is awe-inspiring and looks down upon all living beings. It does not require too many words to prove, just a look and a trivial movement.
Ye Chen was not afraid of him, his eyes stayed on her face, and he looked at her carefully. He saw that she was more beautiful than he thought, as if a fairy from the sky came down, came to him, and stopped. His dark eyes were focused.
He carefully observed every change of the other party. He didn't know how bright his eyes were, nor how gentle his expression was.
Distraught, he grabbed her hand and gestured to treat her.
A cold resistance came from my ears: "Ye Jinhua, you have exceeded the rules."
Cong Ran would call him Shen'er when she was happy, and most of the time she would call him Ye Chen. When she was in a hurry, she would call him out by name and by name, like now.
"Master...are you reluctant to let me go?"
He will leave sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.
Cong Ran pulled his hand away indifferently.
"I know that Master cares about the comfort of his disciples, but the existence of the Demonic Soul-killing Cult has endangered the entire world." Ye Chen said softly, with a slight sigh.
"Are you really disgusted with saving the world?" Ran Yusheng's natural coldness revealed a sense of sadness. She asked him, as if she wanted to get a satisfactory answer.
"If you like it, why don't you hurry up..."
"In the year since you came to save the world, you have thought of more than thirty ways to escape. Every time I talk to you, you want to stay away." When Congran said this, his nasal voice became much thicker, "You like to save the world, this
Who do you think you like?"
Speaking of this matter, Ye Chen was both confused. In his previous life, he tried hard to get close to his little master, but he was pushed away ruthlessly. In this life, every cell in his body is trying to escape as much as possible, but the other party rushes towards him.
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What did she want him to say?
Ye Chen's darkened eyes also returned to calm. In an instant, all the joy disappeared, and his charming eyes finally closed in pain. His birth almost killed his mother. In the following years, her mother's body was always
He got sick. Later...he lived up to expectations and became a scourge in people's mouth, killing his relatives.
"Master, I am the Lone Star of Heavenly Evil. If I am by your side, you will die."
Cong Ran still didn't speak, and his delicate facial features didn't move at all. His eyes were dark and unclear, and a small flame flashed through him, as if he was dissatisfied with his tone at this time, and Ye Chen didn't pay attention.
In an instant, she suddenly called out Shenwu Wuqiu, and overturned the plate with her excessive movement: "Someone scolded you? Who bullied you! Tell me! I will peel him off and cramp him!!"
The golden vine made a sizzling sound, and Ye Chen took a first look at it blankly. His scalp was numb and he did not take a second look. This chapter has been completed!