[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

Yu Yanbai's heart was sour and he couldn't speak, but on the surface he was full of fun, showing his figure as soon as he took a step, and smiled slightly, "Oh? The master is still seriously injured, and his cultivation level is not even half as good as the disciple's—"

While talking and laughing at Yan Yan, he felt that he suddenly understood many painful feelings.

He hesitated in every possible way and couldn't tell the truth, but quickly practiced the skill of saying things against his will.He felt pain, but also maliciously chose the words that hurt the other person the most, and he felt a hearty and uncomfortable feeling.

"——The situation is so embarrassing, it's really a disciple..." Yu Yanbai gradually said, using extremely powerful coercion to force the other party to stay still, with a pale complexion, he paced in front of him calmly, bent down to get close Very close, as if admiring his powerless resistance and painful struggle, "...I love you so much."

The best acting skills are to lie to yourself first.

So Chu Songluo gave up all resistance, and gradually felt that the air became thicker and thicker, as if there was an invisible hand pinching him in the palm with ten thousand strength.

Viscera, limbs and bones are all oppressed everywhere. The knowledge of "pain" is constantly transmitted to the brain. Cold sweat rolls down from the forehead and sticks to the eyelashes. Vision and thinking become blurred together.

Then the child of luck, his frivolous breath touched his extremely high body temperature, which seemed to be heating up.

Give up now, and all previous efforts will be wasted.

Chu Songluo forced himself to use his original strength to draw out his sword!

The sword's momentum was like cutting the moon and breaking the water, and that ancient pure black long sword suddenly had a sharp killing intent.

Yu Yanbai has seen the master strike the sword many times.

But it was the first time he saw the murderous aura on the sword facing himself.

Caught off guard by the sword, he hurriedly jumped back, but still underestimated the power of that sword.The sword wind had stopped, and a shallow wound on the side of his face began to ooze blood very slowly.

The blood color matches the color of his eyes, making it look extremely bewitching.Yu Yanbai used the tip of his tongue to test the taste of the blood, his eyes sparkling.

In his eyes, Xuan Zhi's expression was indifferent, his brows and eyes were as cold as the color of distant mountains.

That smile, that early morning hug, and those messy memories all seemed to have become the past that he had abandoned.Now that he has a sword in his hand, no matter if his cultivation base has fallen, he is seriously injured, or he is in a state of embarrassment, he is still the ethereal sword fairy.

Just like the bottom of despair in the previous life, it was the same when he rescued himself from the Valley of Beasts.

The most extraordinary, the most unattainable.

The man's tone was cold, as if he was just narrating a fact, he said: "You and I no longer have the relationship between a teacher and a student, so don't call me a teacher and a student anymore."

Yu Yanbai smiled sweetly on purpose.Because he was good-looking, his peach blossom eyes sparkled like a pool of spring water, and when he laughed like this, everyone who saw him felt his heart soften and greasy.He pretended to sigh, and said: "Master's sword is still as sharp as ever; it's a pity that Yu Yanbai, a rebel, is not a person who cherishes swords with swords."

Before the words fell, he took a step forward.

However, that seemingly leisurely step brought him to the front of Chu Songluo with lightning speed, and even stood at the weak point of his defense. , like the wind, directly hit Chu Songluo's wrist holding the sword.

Chu Songluo lost strength in his wrist for a moment, and wanted to dodge Yu Yanbai's other hand attacking his heart. He was careless for a moment, but he didn't expect Yu Yanbai to play a pretense, and kicked the weapon away. The sword, the attacking hand immediately changed to the other hand, and two golden snakes appeared in the air, and suddenly entangled Chu Songluo's hands and feet together.

Taking advantage of his panic, Yu Yanbai used his spiritual consciousness to make him run against the sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly passed out, so he took him into his arms.

As if he was exhausted after doing these things, he slowly slid and sat down leaning against the wall of the cave.He hugged the frowning unconscious man in his arms, feeling a strange sense of fullness.

But he ignored his swollen emotions, and instead took advantage of the rare opportunity to describe his facial features in detail, fearing that if he said goodbye this time, he would never be able to see him again.

The man in his arms gradually seemed to heat up, his face was flushed with a thin layer of blush, his brows were frowning, and his body temperature gradually rose.

Yu Yanbai thought that his wound hadn't healed yet, so he hurriedly searched for the elixirs he brought, and managed to find a few that seemed to relieve his injury for a while, so he went out to find a few leaves, and dexterously fingered them Flying up and down, a thing that can be used as a medicine bowl was made in a while.

Yu Yanbai crushed the pill finely and mixed it with water to feed him, but he gritted his teeth and refused to take the medicine.

It's not that he doesn't understand that this is a godsend.In the previous life, there were always people who would forcefully give him medicine under such circumstances, as if it was a kind of fun.

While hesitating, he put down the leaf bowl, turned out the inside of his sleeve which was still clean, and wiped off the drug marks left by his mouth only after applying the dust removal technique. Occasionally, the skin of his wrist touched his cheek, and he felt The temperature was terribly high.

Seeing that Chu Songluo felt uncomfortable with his hands and feet being restrained, he hesitated for a while, and took back the two little golden snakes with a trick, but was suddenly grabbed by Chu Songluo's wrist!

He was startled, he looked down and saw that he didn't open his eyes, as if he was just grabbing him subconsciously, he felt a little relieved.He also saw his lips closed suddenly, as if he was muttering something, so he moved closer to him and listened carefully.

"—Master, brother..."

A nameless fire suddenly rushed into my heart!

Yu Yanbai sneered again and again, thinking in his heart that he was doing all kinds of kung fu, all of which were in vain, marrying for others, how can there be such a person who doesn't know what is good or bad?That Xuan Bo had a sanctimonious face, he didn't know what sweet words he said to deceive this fool to his heart!

He hated Xuan Bo very much, and was very wronged for a while, so he started to hate Chu Songluo even more. He opened his hand with a flick of his sleeve, and no longer saw his pitiful appearance. He thought coldly, he might as well go to the devil early in the morning Repairing the land boundary would save me such a lot of troubles.It can be seen that everything should be interrupted continuously, and it will eventually be disrupted by it.

While thinking about it, he felt sad again, longed to stay, and was angry at the same time. He was awkward with himself, and flew away with a trick.

He rushed all the way to the early evening, tortured by thousands of thoughts in his heart, seeing the slanting sun setting in the west, he couldn't help but stopped in a daze.Putting away the Fa Jue, the cold wind on the top of the cliff rushed towards his face, and a sudden fear entered his head.

——What if Xuanzhi just died there without making a sound?

If Xuanzhi died, what would happen to him?

He thought of the trivial memories of being by Master's side when he was still a teenager.Those memories were like a flock of white pigeons skipping his empty robe sleeves and returning home, the sound of flapping wings gradually turned into a loud noise, making him enter a certain pure black and pure space in an instant .

He used to cry earnestly and laugh unabashedly.Secretly imitate Master's words and deeds.He took the imperial sword to chase the flying birds that flew far away on the lake.Stand still and enjoy the first snow every winter.

The faded snow is falling, and the branches are wet and black.

The branch is the sword that the master taught him to practice moves.

sword.

The sword is heavy and ancient black, as if it has a very ancient history.like his eyes.

His eyes were as deep as deep mountains and pools of water, and suddenly sparkled, becoming rippling water and mist curling up.

Then the air gets hotter too.Become an air fit for kisses.

And the kiss, on that early morning, was just a little short.

Yu Yanbai suddenly wanted to cry, and hated himself that no matter how many years passed, even if he did it all over again, he couldn't grow faster.On this deserted mountaintop, he was suddenly at a loss, feeling his own stupidity and fragility in a daze.

rush back.He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and even gave up using the Avoiding Wind Art, just to go back faster and one step faster.The air can become a sharp knife in the extremely fast flow, and the tiny particles scratched his face.The wind whistled, and the scenery on both sides merged, blurred, retreated, and even took the shape of lines.

Have human emotions ever been well isolated and labeled rationally?Longing, yearning, admiration, gratitude, all classified in the same way.Just a little heat, it all collapsed, all melted, and it was indistinguishable from the chaos.

Love is yearning.Love is self-made.Love is worrying about gains and losses, it is inextricable, it is the possessive desire to suppress it just right with all your strength and keep warm together without hurting each other.

Yu Yanbai suddenly remembered.

The reason for suicide in the previous life.

It is love of the purest and noblest kind, born of the devotion of a foul creature of the abyss.

He is so humble, afraid that this time of being cared for and cherished will turn into bubbles, so he is willing to die first, and refuses to meet the ending, no matter whether the ending is good or bad.

Because this ordinary moment, for his life, is the highest point of happiness that was once out of reach.Therefore, people who have been struggling to live in the abyss will welcome death in the light.

Because he has loved deeply and died humblely without complaint, Yu Yanbai in this life is not in love with Xuan Zhi.

It is a planned pursuit.

It's all feelings that are so strong that they can't be controlled.

It is what he deceives himself and dare not face, but it is real——

desire and possession.

He saw the cave from a distance, and felt that the breath of the sword was still there.

At this moment he has figured it out.

This is the destiny, his mother, and even his ancestors were like this.

The heart has something to admire, but it is not available.

Get it in this way.

After his beating heart calmed down, Yu Yanbai entered the cave with a smile on his face.He felt that pleasant, seductive aroma was wafting again, and it became stronger.And that man's lips were dry and pale, but his face was flushed, his eyes were closed, and his brows were slightly frowned.

He used his spiritual sense to control it, but he didn't expect that the master had already been impatient, and the more his skin touched, the hotter he became.With so many past events linked together, he figured out what was going on almost instantly. He crushed a very bitter pill with his tongue and put it into his mouth with his lips, and the tongue eagerly began to plunder and counterattack.The bitter taste made the man open his eyes, but he just pushed Yu Yanbai back to the ground like a wolf losing his mind, sucking and deepening the kiss.

Yu Yanbai smiled lightly as if comforting the child, "Master, don't worry, apprentice will naturally...to relieve your worries."

——Master Chapter-End——