Quick Wear: The sick beauty fell in love with the boss at first sight again

Half of the man's body was immersed in the moonlight. He was wearing a black robe, the hem of which fluttered gently, as if blending into the night.

The black clothes set off his pale complexion, making him look even more cold and evil.

The silver hair shone with a cold luster in the moonlight, and there was no extra expression on the man's face, just like a pool of calm lake water. However, when the corners of his mouth slightly raised, it revealed a hint of evil smile, which made people shudder.

Although this man looks exactly like the Immortal Lord, their temperaments are completely different. One is as cold and aloof as a banished immortal, while the other is as evil and charming as a demon.

A trace of panic flashed in the boy's eyes. No, this person is not the master...

The fleeing boy was instantly grabbed by the man's white and soft legs. With a gentle pull, the boy had to fall into the man's arms. He struggled and said, "Asshole, let me go."

Then the boy was bitten on the ear by the man. "My dear disciple, why are you running so fast?"

The boy's eyes were instantly filled with tears, and he bit his lower lip tightly with his pearly teeth to prevent the tears from falling.

Seeing the young man looking so aggrieved, the man's heart ached. This was obviously the apprentice of that hypocrite, so why would he be so emotional because of the young man?

The man pressed his thumb against the boy's lower lip. "Be good, don't bite yourself."

As if to vent his anger, Jiang Xing bit the man's hand hard, but it was just a painless bite for the man.

The man's chest let out a dull laugh, "Hahahaha, you're so cute."

Jiang Xing struggled to break free from the man's embrace. He took out his sword and pointed it at the man, angrily asking, "Who are you and why are you pretending to be my master?"

Even though the young man pointed his sword at him, the man did not get angry at all. He pinched the snow-white blade with his slender fingers and moved it slowly to his heart. "Come on, stab here, so that you can kill your master yourself."

The boy's hand loosened and the sword fell to the ground.

"You made a very smart decision. In fact, you have discovered it a long time ago, right? Your master Qingfeng Mingyue and I are essentially the same person, but you just don't want to believe it..." Shen Changjun said as he approached the young man.

The young man pounded the man's chest with his weak hands, and his tears fell uncontrollably again. "Asshole, give my Master back to me."

Shen Changjun grabbed the boy's hand, his expression turned cold. "In front of me, are you still thinking about other men?"

System 123 was enjoying what was happening when he was suddenly pulled into a small dark room. It was really sudden.

Shen Changjun's biting kiss fell on the boy's lips, but it caused the boy to struggle violently, and the smell of blood filled the air between his lips and teeth.

Letting go of the boy, Shen Changjun's eyes were red. "Why can that hypocrite kiss you?"

The boy wiped his mouth frantically, his tears flowing even harder. "I don't want you, I only want my Master..."

Just when Shen Changjun wanted to do something, Shen Heng suddenly took control of the body.

"Shen Heng, don't forget, today is my home court."

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"Shen Heng, you will be attacked back."

Shen Heng gently wiped the boy's tears, "Xingxing, don't be afraid, Master is back."

Seeing the familiar look, Jiang Xing immediately threw himself into his arms, "Master..."

Maybe he was tired from crying, and the weak boy gradually fell into a deep sleep.

The Immortal's hair changed from black to silver-white, but his gesture of soothing the boy's back remained unchanged.

"Shen Changjun, I advise you not to do anything rash."

"Does the Immortal Venerable really not trust me? After all, he is also my beloved disciple."