Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

"But I think he is not that easy to deal with..." Su Jun has not figured out Chu Muyang's realm and abilities yet, and he has been deceived by Chu Muyang and lost the support of his family.

“Where does my human heart come from?”

7410 wagged his tail and said speechlessly: "I mean, both the person and the heart are lost"

Su Jun was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. "You are talking nonsense! When did I give him my body and my heart? You will get your mouth rotten if you talk nonsense!"

By the end of his speech, Su Jun was gritting his teeth. 7410 felt an inexplicable pain as he looked at the mini Su Jun in his sea of ​​consciousness, who was baring his fangs and claws at him. It seemed as if the other party was going to pounce on him and make a feast for him.

7410 quietly hid away, "I didn't say anything wrong"

It blocked Su Jun before he could gather strength to scold him.

A punch hit the cotton, and Su Jun secretly clenched his fist.

You run fast.

But 7410 reminded him that it was not a good idea to drag around a body that was controlled by others.

It is rare to see a demon cultivator entering the secular world before reaching adulthood, and Ning Junshu is quite interested in the child.

Keeping a disciple was a simple matter for her, so she agreed easily.

"I'll do as you say. But even if you beg me, he can only start as an outer disciple. Whether he is qualified to enter the inner sect depends on his own ability."

The inner disciples were all promoted through the sect's election, so it was reasonable for Ning Junshu to do so.

Of course, she also had her own considerations. If the demon cultivator couldn't even enter the inner gate within four years, she would be too lazy to waste her time on him.

If he entered the inner gate within four years.

Ning Junshu's smile became more profound. Her fingertips gently rubbed the teacup, and the fierceness in her beautiful eyes disappeared in an instant.

Su Jun, who had been secretly observing her expression, raised the corner of his lips.

Ambitious people are much easier to use than sentimental people.

All he needs to do is bring her benefits. On the other hand, asking him to play the emotional card would really touch upon his weakness.

"I understand, so I won't bother you any more."

He knew when to quit. He was very self-aware and could see that Ning Junshu was itching to try it after taking the magic pill. Sure enough, Ning Junshu just raised her hand, gave him a look, and signaled him to leave.

Walking out of the Taoist hall, Su Jun was surprised to find that Luo Xuanzhao was still in the Taoist temple. He did not practice martial arts with the inner disciples, but stood beside him with a silver sword, his hair moving in the wind, and he looked at him from time to time.

This made Su Jun have an outrageous thought that Luo Xuanzhao was waiting for him to come out.

It seems that he is not overthinking.

Seeing him, Luo Xuanzhao came over with a smile and talked to him warmly, "Did you talk to Master smoothly?"

Faced with the sudden friendliness, Su Jun resisted instinctively, turned his eyes away and said "hmm" indifferently.

It was obvious that he didn't want to talk, but Luo Xuanzhao pretended not to see it. He followed behind Su Jun and carefully looked at this junior brother who had changed so much.

My eyes wandered around the person, finally settling on her waist, which was casually tied with a washed-out blue silk ribbon, and then slowly stopped...

The man's waist is as slender as the woman's.

The gaze on me was hard to ignore. As far as I could remember, we had only met a few times. We shouldn't be that familiar with each other, right?

When they reached the main hall gate, Luo Xuanzhao was still planning to continue following. Su Jun finally stopped and glanced sideways at Luo Xuanzhao who was one step away from him behind him.

He opened his mouth coldly, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, Su Jun would stop suddenly. Luo Xuanzhao retracted his steps. Due to the close distance, his hair and Su Jun's hair blown by the wind got entangled together, and then dispersed in an instant.

The floral scent on the boy suddenly became stronger, and the Rotten grass tangled in his hair also bared its fangs and claws at him, as if to intimidate him?

I didn't find it scary, but it was quite interesting. "Is that the branch of the flower demon tied on your hair?"

The words "It's none of your business" almost came out of Su Jun's mouth, but he held it back.

He didn't answer but just looked away. His thin clothes seemed somewhat transparent in the sunlight when blown by the wind, and the hazy outline made Luo Xuanzhao dazed for a moment.

"I want to go back to Zhuyuan, please don't follow me, brother."

After saying that, Su Jun walked down the stairs by himself.

Seeing him going down, Luo Xuanzhao couldn't help laughing, "Junior brother, there are 9 steps up and down Yunfeng. If you keep going like this, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until early spring next year."

Thanks for the reminder, my legs are already feeling weak.

The young man rarely showed any embarrassment on his face. Luo Xuanzhao quickly caught up with him and raised his hand to summon the spirit sword, "I will give you a ride."

“………”, Su Jun took a look and knew that it was not an ordinary spiritual sword.

A normal cultivator would have his own sword. The original owner had no money and was not valued. He had nothing in his hands. Using spiritual energy to transform the sword consumed a lot of spiritual energy, which was not something that a cultivator like him with a mere foundation could bear.

After thinking it over, Su Jun nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Luo Xuanzhao stepped on the spirit sword and extended his hand to Su Jun. The young man looked up at him, his eyes rippling like spring water, touching and dazzling, but unfortunately his gaze only stayed on his face for a moment.

She ignored the hand he extended and stepped on his spiritual sword.

I also said to him, "I still have some skills."

Luo Xuanzhao pursed his lips and snorted faintly, then withdrew his hand and hid it in his sleeve, "I'm sorry that I looked down on you, Junior Brother."

The person in front of him shook his head and did not answer. Luo Xuanzhao used his spiritual power, and the spiritual sword carried the two of them into the air.

Only then did Su Jun see what it meant to fly with a sword.

Riding the wind and flying with the clouds was completely different from the feeling he was staggering and might get hurt at any time.

The freedom that came to him made Su Jun relax completely, like a cat lazing around in the sun, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed comfortably, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Luo Xuanzhao stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, as ethereal as a white crane in the sky.

It was the first time for him to fly with a sword with someone. When he caught a glimpse of that comfortable smile, he felt an interesting mood. It was worth it that he had waited for Su Jun for such a long time.

The Bamboo Garden is at the corner of Yunfeng Mountain and got its name from a patch of green bamboo. After Su Jun left, Huazhi sat on a rock in front of the yard and looked up at the leaves blown down by the wind.

Every falling leaf made him feel deeply uneasy.

Leaves grow on trees, and the moment they fall, their lives come to an end, and there is no going back.

He was also afraid that his brother would abandon him here, leaving his body to rot in the corner of the mountain like a fallen leaf.

Huazhi thought that even if he would wither one day, he would still plant himself in a place where his brother often walked. When winter passed and spring came and the tree bloomed, he would be able to hear his brother praise him for being so beautiful.

Perhaps thinking of such a beautiful scene, Huazhi hugged her knees and smiled.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew away the fallen leaves in front of his eyes, and they floated down onto Su Jun's shoulders.

Huazhi still maintained his look of joy with his head raised, but saw the handsome young man behind Su Jun naturally brushing away the fallen leaves on his shoulders.

The next second, Su Jun's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt a dull pain like a knife cutting him, one after another, making his face turn pale and he bent over in pain.

Luo Xuanzhao was startled by the sudden change and he quickly reached out to support him.

"Junior brother?! What's wrong with you?"