Evil Master and Disciple

Yun Shuang'er, who has rarely interacted with others for many years, couldn't even remember the names of the female disciples who served as errand boys at Mozhuxuan, but she actually knew Yu Xiaojing, Bai Jingjing, and Guo Xinjing, who were not very famous female disciples.

It can be seen that she has recently secretly investigated the female disciples whose names contain the word "Jing".

As for why she cared so much about who "Jing'er" was that Ye Feng kept muttering when he was drunk last time, perhaps even she herself didn't know.

When Ye Feng heard Yun Shuang'er say several names in one breath, he smiled bitterly in his heart.

I thought, even if you named all the female disciples of Yunhai Sect whose names contained the word "Jing", you would not be able to guess it right.

Because "Jing'er" is not from this world.

Seeing Ye Feng remained silent, Yun Shuang'er said, "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I'm just curious, and I don't have any other intentions."

She was defending herself.

Ye Feng shook his head lightly, sighed, and said, "Shuang'er, it's not that I don't want to say it, but Jing'er...she doesn't exist."

"You're lying. I heard you clearly calling Jing'er's name when you were drunk that night. You also said something like, 'You've been pursuing her for six years... Every time she gave you hope.'

And when you heard Jing'er's name just now, you looked very flustered... How do you explain it?"

"Forehead……"

Ye Feng's face was filled with black lines.

Now when I think about the six years I spent licking the goddess in my previous life, it seems so ridiculous and sad.

He bent down to pick up the small brush that had fallen on the ground, shook his head and said, "She was a girl in my dream. You know, I'm a man, and it's normal for men to have erotic dreams when they sleep.

Ever since I was ten, I’ve dreamed of a girl whom I loved very much, but she didn’t like me…”

"Didn't you lose your memory? Can't you remember anything from the past? How do you know the dream you had when you were ten?"

"Um... this... this... uh..."

"There's no truth in your mouth."

"Yes! Just... not much."

If it weren't for Yun Shuang'er's eyes staring at him, Ye Feng really wanted to give himself a big slap.

Why do I always forget that I have amnesia?

Amnesia is such a good excuse, why don’t you take advantage of it?

Looking at Yun Shuang'er's somewhat cold eyes, Ye Feng scratched his head and laughed dryly: "I'm not lying to you, I can swear to heaven that Jing'er does not exist in this world. She meets all my aesthetic standards and views on choosing a partner, but she only exists in my heart.

She is high above me, giving me hope and making me despair again and again.

In fact, many men fantasize about a perfect girl in their hearts, which is not uncommon.

Men hide their fantasies in the deepest part of their hearts, lock them up tightly and never reveal them to outsiders.

That's why I was surprised when you mentioned Jing'er just now.

Because this is really embarrassing for me.

But now it’s all good. Jing’er has dissipated like dust in my heart. She will never appear in my heart again.”

Seeing Ye Feng's calm expression, his tone was filled with a sense of relief and calmness.

Yun Shuang'er felt that what Ye Feng said at this moment should be true.

She doesn't understand men, but as a woman, she understands women very well.

Many girls, when they are young and ignorant, will fantasize about a non-existent man based on the image of a young man they like.

This man is flawless, without a single blemish on his body.

However, it only exists in fantasy and can never become reality.

Most girls can clearly distinguish between fantasy and reality, so their lives are relatively happy.

Only a small number of girls are unable to come out of their fantasies, or are dissatisfied with life and their husbands after getting married and having children, and their family life is not satisfactory.

Or she may become an older leftover woman, even at the age when the water supply is cut off and the power is turned off, but she is still fantasizing about a domineering president who is more handsome and richer than Daniel Wu and Eddie Peng, who is gentle but a little bit reserved, and has a big penis and is good at sex, waiting for her.

Since girls can imagine a non-existent prince charming in their hearts, men can naturally imagine a girl who is both charming and holy to accompany him through the hormone-filled adolescence.

Yun Shuang'er asked, "Why is this girl you imagined called Jing'er? Have you been pursuing Miao Xiaorou these past few years? She should be called Rou'er."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Maybe I liked Miao Xiaorou very much before, but the amnesia I experienced last time made me feel like I was reborn, and I have already forgotten her.

I like quiet girls like you..."

"Pooh!"

Yun Shuang'er's cheeks turned slightly red when she heard this.

Said: "You...you stop talking nonsense."

Ye Feng shrugged and said, "Just treat it as nonsense."

Watching Ye Feng continue to roast the pig, Yun Shuang'er's expression showed a subtle difference.

She murmured to herself in her heart: "No wonder he likes Shangguan Lan, Shangguan is such a quiet and gentle girl."

Yun Shuang'er is a rational woman. She certainly knows that the word "gentle" has nothing to do with her.

So she still tends to think that Ye Feng likes Shangguan Lan more.

In other words, the imaginary Jing'er in Ye Feng's mind was based on Shangguan Lan's appearance.

This gave Yun Shuang'er a very strange feeling in her heart.

She had never experienced this feeling in her life.

It tastes a bit sour.

It's like drinking a spoonful of vinegar.

Unspeakably uncomfortable.

She secretly looked at Ye Feng who was working seriously, and a mess of thoughts began to arise in her mind again.

She thought of a poem.

[The frost has not yet ended, the wind is about to rise, and the mist is swirling around the morning light.]

Her face suddenly turned pale.

It was almost as if it were fate that the names of Ye Feng, Yun Shuang'er and Shangguan Lan could be found in this poem.

It seems to indicate that these three people will be entangled forever in this life.

The little wild boar was finally roasted, and Ye Feng moved the wild boar down from the fire with great effort.

Sanzhier had been waiting impatiently, his tears turning into saliva and flowing all over the floor.

Ye Feng tore off a pig's trotter and let Sanzhier chew it slowly, then he used a sharp little knife to start cutting the barbecue, and made a plate of barbecue with skin and handed it to Yunshuang'er.

Yun Shuang'er took out the five-grain liquid and said, "Drink some."

Ye Feng immediately shook his head and said, "Forget it. I can't drink much. I have a competition tomorrow, so I won't drink tonight."

In fact, he was scared.

I finally got Jing'er back tonight.

God knows what incredible secrets he would reveal if Yun Shuang'er got him drunk again.

If you are not careful, the secret that you are a time traveler will be exposed.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't want to drink, Yun Shuang'er didn't force him and poured herself a bowl.

Both of them had ulterior motives and no one spoke.

The cold pond suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of falling water from the waterfall not far away and the low chirping of leaf insects, which was refreshing.

Of course, it would be better if there was no sound of Sanzhier gnawing on bones.

Yun Shuang'er said, "I've been wanting to remind you that you need to be careful with your opponent tomorrow, Shen Tianqi."

Ye Feng frowned and said, "You...you know Shen Tianqi?"

Yun Shuang'er nodded slightly and said, "She is my...my friend, right?"

"What? You are friends? How is that possible! Besides those female disciples from Mozhuxuan, do you have any friends?"

Ye Feng's eyes widened slightly, revealing a look of astonishment.

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "Why can't I have friends?"

"I don't believe it!" Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Everyone in the Yunhai Sect knows your character, Fairy Han Xi. You always have a stern face, as if everyone owes you eight hundred taels of silver.

Moreover, I heard that your blood is cold, even colder than the thousand-year-old black ice on the snow-capped mountains.

How could you possibly have friends? You’re lying to me! "

A hint of resentment appeared on Yun Shuang'er's handsome face.

She said, "Do you think I'm cold? Aren't we friends?"

Ye Feng was startled, scratching his head out of habit, then nodded and said, "That's true. After spending these past few months together, I've discovered that, aside from being a bit overbearing, you're not as cold and aloof as the rumors say. Come on, give me a smile..."

Yun Shuang'er immediately picked up a piece of barbecue and threw it over.

Ye Feng saw the trajectory of the barbecue, opened his mouth to catch it, and said while chewing: "It's just a joke, and you're really angry! This is the result of my hard work, don't waste it."

Yun Shuang'er said, "You're already sixteen, can't you be more mature? More stable? You're always talking glibly, it's really annoying."

Ye Feng shrugged and smiled, "If I want to mature, it will probably take another two hundred years. Right now, my main task is to get into trouble, make trouble, and molest decent girls!"

Yun Shuang'er said, "I know why you did this. Isn't it because Senior Brother Yulong doesn't want you to get involved in the fight between Senior Brothers Changkong and Jinghong?

Actually, it's very simple to avoid this struggle. You can practice all day and stay at home, or you can go down the mountain to gain experience and return once every three to five years. There's no need to make yourself infamous.

You can learn from my senior sisters..."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "The position of crown prince is related to the future of Yunhai Sect. It can be said that it is closely related to every disciple of Yunhai Sect. How can it be so easy to stay out of it?

I could go down the mountain to gain experience, but my master and his junior sister are still there. Even if I could escape, what about my friends? What about the people I care about?

If any one of them is caught up in it, I can't stay out of it.

Also, Shuang'er, do you really think that those sisters from Mozhuxuan didn't participate in the fight for the throne?"

"What do you mean by that? The sisters are all at Mozhuxuan all day long and rarely go out. The people they associate with are all female disciples of Uncle Master Yunyu, Shouchi, Yunmu, etc. Naturally, they are not involved in this matter."

"No, Shuang'er, you are too naive. If my guess is correct, at least one of the seven disciples of your Mozhuxuan has been involved."

Yun Shuang'er's pretty face changed slightly when she heard this.

Of course she knew that the fight for the throne was a one-way ship. Either you could reach the other shore, or the ship would be destroyed and everyone on board would die.

Her master, Jade Ying Zhenren, often warned them not to participate in the fight for the throne, not to get too close to the master's disciples, and not to have close contact with the Yunhai Sect disciples who were participating in the fight for the throne.

Over the years, the seven little golden flowers of Mozhuxuan have strictly followed the teachings of their mentor.

At least Yun Shuang'er never discovered that any of her six senior sisters were involved in the fight for the throne over the years.

"Xiaofeng, you can't talk nonsense about this matter."

"I'm not making this up. Several of my senior sisters have taken care of me before, and I don't want to admit it, but the fact is that at least one person from Mozhuxuan was involved in the fight for the throne."

"What evidence do you have for saying this?"

Ye Feng said: "Do you remember the last time I asked you about the poems I wrote?"

"Poetry? What do you mean? How does this have anything to do with your poem?"

"Of course it does..."

So Ye Feng briefly told Yun Shuang'er about what had happened some time ago when Elders Liu Changyuan and Qin Luo recited his poems.