After passing through the book, I became the little master of the protagonist

Yu Ruo looked at the cubicle in front, and he remembered that it was not that person but his little master who was lying in it. He looked back at the pharmacist with a fierce look in his phoenix eyes.

"What did you say!"

What does it mean that the soul will be devoured after reaching the Nascent Soul Stage!

"Now the little master has reached the late stage of consecration, and there are only three stages away from the Nascent Soul stage. Now you tell me that his soul will be swallowed by the Six Paths Lingxiaojue after the Nascent Soul Stage! Ha!"

A low cold snort came, Yu Ruo seemed a little annoyed, so that when he saw the scattered table legs on the ground, he lifted his legs and kicked them not far away, only heard a loud "bang--", the table legs were embedded in the on the wall.

Then he got up and was about to go to the cubicle. He wanted to pull the Six Paths Ling Xiaojue out of Shu Ning's body, but he stopped when he stepped out, and finally sat back on his seat, looking a bit decadent .

How to extract the inner strength that has already been learned, hehe, can I still only watch my little master die in front of me in this life?

No, absolutely not.

Thinking of this, Yu Ruo lowered her head, put her fingertips on her forehead and closed her eyes.

The Six Dao Lingxiaojue and even the cold thing, the only thing that can check and balance it is the same thing as the coldest thing, but is there such a thing in the world?

To cold?

At this moment, he thought of something, looked up at the pharmacist standing beside him, and said in a low voice:

"Is the treasure of Tianshan the most cold thing?"

After finishing speaking, he looked sideways at the door, and the next moment he flicked his sleeves, he saw a cold finger sword flying out quickly.

The pharmacist standing on the side raised his head when he heard the word Tianshan, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice after a while:

"Master Yun, do you mean that you want to use the coldest thing to suppress it? Although the Tianshan Supreme Treasure can regenerate the soul and destroy the soul, it is indeed the coldest thing, but whether it can suppress the Six Dao Lingxiao Jue still needs to go to Tianshan to ask the head Just know."

Tianshan is the hermit fairy gate of Shenzhou. The border where it is located is snowed all the year round, and there is a thousand-year-old ice pool inside the fairy gate, which is indeed extremely cold.

But whether this treasure can suppress Liudao Lingxiaojue is aside, whether Tianshan is willing to lend it is the problem.

Thinking of this, the pharmacist was helpless, and could only wait for Yu Ruo to give an order.

The hall fell into a complete silence, and neither of them spoke anymore. Yu Ruo, who was sitting in his seat, just stared at the cubicle in a daze, and did not come back to his senses until the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.

After the sound of footsteps, I saw a man in Tsing Yi rushing in quickly. Seeing Yu Ruo who was sitting in a pile of debris, he raised his eyebrows lightly, but he didn't ask anything. When he walked up to Yu Ruo, he whispered said:

"Why did you call me in such a hurry, didn't you let me go to Ban Yuezong?"

After Yun An finished speaking, he looked at the pharmacist, and saw that the pharmacist's face was different, so he went to look at Yu Ruo again. Only then did he notice the coldness in Yu Ruo's eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that he wants to ask the teacher for his crimes?

Thinking like this, he wanted to sneak out of the hall a little embarrassingly, but when he saw Yu Ruo's pair of phoenix eyes staring at him, he didn't dare again.

Yu Ruo, who was sitting on the seat, looked at Yun An's resigned look and snorted softly, reached out and twisted his sleeve, and said in a low voice:

"I remember you came from Tianshan Mountain, have you seen the treasure of Tianshan Mountain?"

When a shallow question came, Yun An quickly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise.

When did Master Yun become interested in the treasure of Tianshan? Didn't he always look down on that tattered bead?

It's just that he didn't dare to say these words, he was afraid that he might be wiped out by Yu Ruo, so he shook his head weakly and said:

"Grandma's guarding that thing is a bit tight. I haven't really looked at it. I wanted to peek at it at first, but you don't care about it, so I don't want to go."

Shrugging his shoulders seemed a little indifferent, as if he was not peeking at his own fairy treasure but those fish eyes in the market, the corner of Medicine Master's mouth twitched and he almost laughed out loud.

And Yu Ruo, who was sitting on the seat, heard his nonsense and raised his leg and kicked over, but the shoe was dodged before it even touched Yun'an, so that his eyes were stained when he looked at Yun'an. Seriously.

Although he really wanted to throw Yun An out of the palace right now, but he couldn't bear it when he thought of entering Tianshan Mountain. He waved his hand and saw a token of Linjiang Pavilion falling in front of Yun An. said:

"Send the token to Tianshan tomorrow."

After speaking, he got up and went to the compartment.

Yun An, who stayed where he was, looked at the token in front of him and then at the pharmacist standing beside him, his head was full of confusion, and he said in a daze after a while:

"Is this the meaning of not going to the Banyue Sect? What is Master Yun going to Tianshan, is he interested in that bead? How about I go and steal it for him? It's so troublesome to go to Tianshan and open the Tianmen. ah."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the pharmacist, but seeing the dull look on the pharmacist's face, he turned his eyes to the compartment again, and then said:

"Master Yun probably wants to give that bead to his master to play with, isn't that a little extravagant, don't you think?"

While talking, he asked the pharmacist for his opinion, but the pharmacist had already shaken his head and left, so he didn't want to talk to him, a fool.

As for Yun An, he was still standing there and muttering stupidly, not knowing that he was the only one left in the hall.

Yu Ruo, who had already entered the cubicle, did not listen to Yun An's muttering outside, but sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the man who was sleeping soundly, and stretched out his hand to put his exposed arm back under the quilt. Finally, she leaned against his cheek and breathed in the light fragrance from his body.

The scent soothed the anxiety in his heart and made him close his eyes with some comfort.

"Little Master, this disciple will definitely not let the Six Paths of Ling Xiaojue destroy your soul, absolutely not."

A low voice came from his throat, and he opened his eyes the next moment, stretched out his hand to caress his long black hair, and after a while, he lifted the quilt and lay down together.

Shu Ning, who was still a little dazed at first, was completely awakened when he felt the coolness from his side. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were still a little white, but he soon regained his clarity, and then his body was hugged into Yu Ruo's arms. In his arms, the sight of his eyes also changed from the gauze on the roof to Yu Ruo's blood-stained skirt.

The phoenix eyes stared at the dark red blood stains, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.

Blood!

Smelling the faint smell of blood, he quickly raised his head, seeing the pale face of the person holding him, he couldn't help but think of the dream just now.

The little disciple in the dream was also hugging him like this, but at that time they were in the dark and deep water, and the surrounding was even colder, and he could only hide in the little disciple's arms to not feel so cold.

The little disciple's face was also so pale when he disappeared in the dream, and seeing the little disciple in reality is also so weak at this moment, he stretched out his hand to caress his face with some distress, and touched it carefully.

At this moment, Yu Ruo, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, noticed the warmth coming from his cheeks, slowly opened his eyes, saw that the person in his arms had woken up, and said with a smile:

"Wake you up?"

After finishing speaking, he took the man into his arms, and then reached out to caress his back continuously, coaxing him to sleep.

Shu Ning who was hugged into his arms lightly shook his head, but the worry in his eyes didn't decrease at all but increased, because he found that Yu Ruo's voice was very hoarse and his whole body was a little weak. It is completely different from the high-spirited little apprentice who always dragged himself to do those things in the past.

Feeling distressed, she kept stroking his pale cheeks with her fingertips, and finally leaned into his arms, listening to the beating sound of his heart in a daze.

"What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?"

A light laugh came from the top of the hair, Shu Ning raised his head after listening to his words, put his arms around his neck, and pressed his head against his chin.

"Are you hurt? Does it hurt?"

Thinking that Yu Ruo might be injured, he raised his head from his chin, frowned slightly, and went to take off his clothes to have a look.

But before he could move, his hands were pinched, and the next moment his body was hugged tighter, and a low voice came.

"No injury, it's not disciple's blood, so disciple took off his clothes."

As soon as the words fell, Shu Ning heard the sound of undressing coming from his ears. When he raised his eyes, he saw Yu Ruo taking off his underwear. When his white back was exposed, Shu Ning subconsciously lowered his eyes. Dare to see it.

But the sweet and warm fragrance became clearer as the underwear fell down, and he couldn't help but look up again, only to see his long black hair scattered on the side of the bed, and the white back was covered by the long hair, but His slender arms are clearly visible.

At this moment, he noticed that there were still thin scratches on his arm. He was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his face turned red, because those scratches were left by him yesterday.

Just when he was about to turn over in embarrassment, the person sitting on the bed lowered his head, caressing his face with his white fingertips, and then there was a faint laugh.

Shu Ning listened to the laughter in a daze, but his eyes were fascinated by the person sitting on the bed and looking at him.

"Little Master, what are you thinking? Your face is so red."

A voice tinged with laughter came, Shu Ning was startled awake by the voice, and the next moment hurriedly pushed away Yu Ruo's hand and turned his back to him.

"No, I didn't think about anything, I definitely didn't want to do anything with you, don't think about it!!"

A faltering voice came, and after Shu Ning finished speaking, he was frightened and didn't know what he was talking about.

What does it mean not wanting to do things with him? What are they talking about! !

Looking at the furnace cauldron beside the bed, his eyes were filled with unbearable, and his heart was so panicked that he didn't come back to his senses when the people behind him hugged him in the next moment.

Then, a laughing voice came from behind him, which made his heart tremble for a moment.

"Little master, is it disgusting to do things with disciples?"

Those words were tinged with a smile, but Shu Ning could hear a hint of helplessness, which made him a little puzzled, not knowing why his little disciple would say such things.

"It's disgusting even if you think about it. After all, it was the disciple who forced the little master. It would be fine if the disciple was a woman, but the disciple is still a man. The little master must be even more disgusting."

Just when Shu Ning was confused, a voice came from behind, and the voice changed from helplessness to pain, and his body was hugged a lot at this time, making Shu Ning subconsciously start to struggle.

But he only struggled for a while and then stopped, because he felt the trembling of the people behind him, and he turned over quickly in shock, and was stunned when he saw Yu Ruo's eyes stained with fear.

This person was afraid, but Shu Ning didn't know what he was afraid of.

"what happened to you?"

Not knowing what to do, Shu Ning could only reach out and wrap his arms around his back, imitating the way he used to comfort him and pat him gently, until the person in his arms stopped trembling before he stopped.

Seeing that Yu Ruo had calmed down, Shu Ning was about to say something to comfort him, but the next moment he heard his words again, he was stunned.

"Little master, it would be great if this disciple was a woman."

woman?

Why does the apprentice want to be a woman?

Shu Ning suddenly couldn't understand his little apprentice, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress his face, stroking it carefully, and after a long time, he said suspiciously:

"Who was bullied by this little disciple? Why did you say something stupid?"

After finishing speaking, he waited for the person in his arms to make a sound, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Yu Ruo speak. He sighed and hugged the person in his arms to coax him.

It was also at this moment that he noticed that Yu Ruo's body was extremely cold, as if coming out of a cold spring without even a trace of heat.

Why is it so cold, are you sick?

Thinking that he might be sick, he hugged the person in his arms, trying to warm Yu Ruo with his own warmth, but after a long time, the person in his arms was still very cold.

"Little Master."

At this moment, a soft murmur came from his arms, and the next moment Shu Ning felt that his body was hugged a little tighter, as if he was going to completely embed him in the body of the person in front of him.

The pressure on his back made him a little out of breath, but when he saw Yu Ruo's pale face, he didn't continue to struggle but let him hold him.

After a while, Shu Ning noticed that the person in his arms had calmed down, so he raised his eyes and kissed his chin lightly, and said in a low voice: