The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Oh no, we've been discovered..." The rustling sound of scales rubbing against the wooden beams was heard, and the slender body hidden in the shadows was looming and could not be seen clearly.

“…You are worthy of being my teacher’s Mian’er~” It was still that lazy and lingering voice, mixed with endless tenderness, as if being pressed into a plump embrace and drowning in it.

A repairing spell flew out from the darkness, and the wound on Yu Mian's arm gradually healed until no trace was left.

But the pain still hasn't gone away.

But compared to the pain in his body, what made Yu Mian feel more aggrieved was the chill in his heart, as if an ice cone had suddenly formed and pierced his heart through.

She finally remembered what it was...

The monster on the ground, which was trying to grab the cardboard in a cricket pupa, gradually lowered its voice until it touched the cardboard, then drilled into it, like popping its head out of deep water, with a fresh breath!

Knowing that Sheng Qing was back, it immediately knelt on the ground, trembling, and called out in a weak voice.

"Your Excellency..."

This is a ghost.

A creature between a ghost and an evil spirit, composed of the air of the netherworld, immortal, and fond of eating pain to fill its stomach. It often possesses the bodies of frightened people, causing them to involuntarily mutilate and self-destruct, and experience incomparable negative emotions between despair and near death.

But it can hardly produce negative emotions itself, and even when it is not possessed and consuming emotions, it cannot even sense emotions.

The Netherworld Pearl formed from its tears is the pass for living souls to break through the Netherworld and go down to the Nine Netherworlds.

Sheng Qing needs the crystals that roll on the ground in order to enter the Nine Netherworld and bring out her master's soul.

And I am nothing but a complete bait, Yu Mian thought to himself with self-mockery.

The ghost goblin is almost incapable of experiencing negative emotions. Only when it is complacent and its plans are crushed and it is beaten half to a pulp can emotions be experienced, so as to obtain the rare Netherworld Pearl.

But it is cautious by nature and has a strong ability to camouflage.

At this moment, Yu Mian had already imagined the whole story behind this. In order to irritate it, Sheng Qing peeled off its skin and stuffed it into this paper man, turning it into a maid to serve him every day.

He also gave it almost the entire Qinghe Hall to manage, and often went out to hunt monsters and beasts, just to stimulate its ambition.

Unexpectedly, it had served servilely for several decades, and had not dared to take any action until the weak Yu Mian arrived, and then it began to have the idea of ​​rebellion.

The Netherworld Pearl in the book was a paper maid that the heroine "accidentally" saved. She thought she could escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but she was discovered by Sheng Qing, whose body was torn into pieces, and her skin was peeled off inch by inch, and her tendons were pulled out before barely two drops of water were dropped.

Now recalling the plot, the bait in the story was the heroine who saved it from the sea of ​​suffering, while the bait in reality was her weak and vulnerable apprentice.

It's all the same tool.

Yu Mian thought that he was at least different to Sheng Qing, but it turned out to be a delusion...

As soon as she thought of it, she trembled with fear, her scalp went numb, and she regarded her own life as worthless...

Bending down to pick up the crystals that had fallen on the ground, Yu Mian bit his lip and bit his lips, holding back his trembling voice as he spoke into the darkness: "When my disciple saw the cold water in the spring pool, he became suspicious. Perhaps the master has returned."

What she didn't say was that the water in the pool was cold but slightly suspicious, and she came to the conclusion that... the magic weapons on her body had less than half of their normal strength at the critical moment.

Let me ask, how can the seventh-grade final talisman, the Repelling Talisman, be comparable to the magical instruments the Soul-Separation Fan and the Dragon Bone Ring, yet the spiritual jade given by Master Yue Qiong is just as effective.

Yu Mian couldn't think of anyone else who could control this snake woman's thing, except herself...

She clenched her teeth tightly, put the "Netherworld Pearl" into a small cloth bag and handed it over, her hands trembling as she said respectfully, "Master, I wonder what this is, do you need it?"

a long time.

The beams of the house were as quiet as ever, as if the sound just now was just an illusion, but the intact wound on her arm reminded her that all this was real and she was back.

Yu Mian no longer looked at Xiaolian who was kneeling on the ground at the door. Instead, he put the small cloth bag on the table. He no longer cared about the mess in the room. With dull eyes, he walked straight over the curtain into the dormitory and lay down on the bed.

After the body's self-protection mechanism gradually dissipated, fear and terror followed. She didn't even change her clothes, but just curled up in the small space under the quilt. In less than a moment, the bulging quilt moved silently, making a slight moan.

More than a month ago, she was still a social animal contented with a stable society. It was hard not to be scared when she encountered such a terrifying monster that wanted to skin her alive and pull out her tendons.

She is just an ordinary person...

On the beam, the pair of black pupils raised their eyelids in disgust, moved their body to the top of the wooden bed, and quietly glanced at the small bag on the bed.

Compared to Yu Mian's feeling of falling into an ice cellar, Sheng Qing's feeling was literally like ice melting flesh. Tiny and sharp ice chips gathered in every inch of her body, piercing her insides with holes. If she didn't move for a moment, her whole body would slowly stiffen and turn into a lump of ice.

The snake stared silently, and somehow, its originally ruthless eyes began to ripple slightly.

In the dark shadow, a sigh was heard.

Sheng Qing finally opened her eyes, came to the spring pool, swam to the center of the pool and took the fire crystal that supported the spring pool into her mouth. The combination of ice and fire made her gradually sober, and the coldness in her body was dispelled a lot.

The still very cold body gently covered the small bag, and the soft and smooth limbs held the body that was invaded by fear and crying uncontrollably into his arms.

Yu Mian tried to struggle in resistance, but she was simply unable to resist the other party's strength. She was as cold as a piece of ice.

"No... Master, can you please not hug me?" Yu Mian cried in a suppressed voice, trying hard to curl herself up into a shrimp ball. She was now having a convulsion due to excessive fear, like a hedgehog whose thorns would stick out if touched.