Master always wants to attack me after being enchanted

Gongsun Ling bent down to pull into the distance, and said jokingly, "Are we married yet?"

Lin Chongyu shook his head.

"Have you served me?"

Lin Chongyu blushed slightly and nodded stiffly.

"Am I pampering you?"

Lin Chongyu thought about it seriously and nodded again.

Gongsun Ling put the robe he had just taken off into Lin Chongyu's hand, and Lin Chongyu hugged the clothes subconsciously, and then raised his eyes to see the master raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile.

A strange expression flashed across Lin Chongyu's face invisibly, and then, he bit his lip, a tinge of red rose from his neck to his earlobe, his eyes widened a little, like a mountain lake covered in mist, shy , and a little annoyed.

Gongsun Mausoleum is wearing a red tunic inside, which is reddishly red in the bright candlelight.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, took off his shoes and socks, with a casual and noble posture.

Just like a real princess, Lin Chongyu thought in his heart.

"Since you are a favorite concubine, why don't you come over to serve?" The master's voice came from the front, faintly and teasingly.

It seems that Master is going to play around.

Lin Chongyu licked his lips in the dark where the candlelight could not shine, then walked slowly towards the master, and when he got closer, he was pulled over by the master.He lost his balance and fell on Shizun's lap, and Shizun took advantage of the situation to pull him into his arms.

Lin Chongyu blushed unceasingly, the hands supporting Master's chest were a little stiff, but his fingers were bent, and he swiped lightly twice.

Then his hand was grabbed and held in Master's pale and cool palm.

Lin Chongyu raised his head, there was confusion in his glistening eyes, and the candlelight was reflected in them, releasing an astonishing temptation.

Gongsun Ling's eyes were heavy, he turned over with Lin Chongyu in his arms, the red curtain was hanging down, and he swayed back and forth twice in the red candlelight.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Chongyu wrapped himself in a gray-blue cloak, and went out with his master. A very wide carriage was parked at the door, and a tall horse was pawing the ground in front of the carriage.

Lin Chongyu blinked, and asked the guard next to the car: "This is it?"

The guard did not look sideways, cupped his hands and replied: "Your Majesty ordered it."

"I won't bother you, let's go there with the sword, or just cast a teleportation spell."

"This..." The guard was a little embarrassed.

He too was following orders.Lin Chongyu thought for a while and then understood.He was about to respond when he saw the master got into the carriage first, then lifted the hem of his clothes, turned around and extended his hand to him.

The flesh and bones of this hand are smooth, the knuckles are clear, and there is a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. When it touches his skin, it will bring a different itchy feeling.

Lin Chongyu quickly lowered his head, took away the unsuitable picture in his mind, and then put his hand on Master's hand with a blushing face.

Probably just thought of those scenes of "see no evil". At this moment, Lin Chongyu's hand in the master's palm was very stiff.

After getting into the car, Lin Chongyu sat down calmly, and secretly despised his increasingly yellow brain.

As the carriage was driving, Lin Chongyu opened the curtain to look at the streets of the capital outside the window, blowing the cold wind by the way, hoping to blow away the scorching heat on his face.

Even though demons are rampant and wars continue, the imperial city of a country still looks bustling and lively.

When the carriage drove close to the city gate, Lin Chongyu saw himself and his master's small house in the human world. Although he only lived there for a few days, he created many ordinary and beautiful memories.

Lin Chongyu opened the curtain of the car with his left hand, and tugged at the sleeve of the master beside him with his right hand, then pointed to a certain room behind the Chongchong roof and said, "Master, look, our house."

Gongsun Ling held his finger pointing outside, and then closed the car curtain: "I see, it's cold outside, don't be naughty."

Lin Chongyu turned his head dissatisfied and said, "I'm not afraid of the cold."

"It's not good to blow the cold anyway." Gongsun Ling said calmly.

Lin Chongyu: "..." Well, there is a kind of coldness, which is called Master thinks you are cold.Lin Chongyu understood.

But being pampered and loved by others, he couldn't help but want to make a work, and wanted to say that I just want to watch it, so leave me alone, and when he thought about it again, he got goose bumps all over his body again.

No, no.

In fact, Lin Chongyu had seen enough of the scenery outside. He played with Master's fingers and kneaded his calloused fingertips.

"Why? Doesn't it look good?" Gongsun Ling asked.

Lin Chongyu shook his head.

After a moment of silence, he lowered his eyelids and said, "It hurts a little."

Back then, after he worshiped his master as his teacher, he realized how hard it was to lose his reputation as a genius and become what others called a "trash" master.

That kind of hardship is not given by others, but comes from his own inner loss, dissatisfaction and stubbornness.

Master may or may not have cared about the sarcastic remarks of others.He couldn't tell then.He has always been relatively slow in emotional matters, and he learned many things slowly from others.

Learn how to be happy and laugh from the dean, learn how to be sad and cry from other brothers and sisters in the orphanage, learn what anger and anger are from classmates...

He grew up in this way until he was in his 20s, and he thought he was no different from ordinary people. He lived alone and should be lonely, so he savored loneliness, and like everyone else, he kept a pet, which was called Xiaoling. wild cat.

After being reborn here, he could judge the desire, reluctance, or insidious hearts of those outer disciples, and he learned to integrate into them.

But after he came to Lengwu Peak, he still couldn't figure out what this master was thinking.

He is cold and serious all day long, reticent and indifferent to external affairs.

But at least, it can be seen that he still has something to care about - teaching apprentices and practicing swords.

Before the Linggen of Gongsun Mausoleum was destroyed, he was one of the top monks in Fengyan Mountain, so it was no longer a problem to teach an apprentice.

It's a pity that this apprentice doesn't make much progress, and concentrates on the elixir.Although many monks in the comprehension world also assist in the practice of alchemy, none of them, like Lin Chongyu, have delayed their serious cultivation for this reason.

Lin Chongyu seldom practiced afterwards, and often stayed in his spiritual field or alchemy room for a whole day. Occasionally, when he was free, he would go to the back mountain bamboo forest to watch the master practice sword.

Master's swordsmanship became more and more excellent as he practiced, but unfortunately, because of his lack of cultivation, he lost a little power.But this does not prevent Lin Chongyu from admiring his master's sword practice.

White clothes and black hair, tall and handsome, and a long sword in one hand dances superbly, which can be called art.

In the evening, Gongsun Ling put away his sword, and his hair was slightly wet with sweat on his forehead.

Lin Chongyu inexplicably thought of the girls who gave water to the boys of the basketball team in his previous life, so he took out a bottle from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Master: "Master, this is the juice squeezed out of the Ganoderma lucidum I planted, which produces body fluids and quenches thirst. , prolong life, and the taste is also excellent."

Gongsun Ling looked at the bottle for a while, but didn't take it: "You can drink it yourself. I don't need it."

After finishing speaking, Gongsun Ling turned around and left.

"Why don't you need it!" Lin Chongyu caught up with Master's back and stopped in front of him, "I'm not planting that kind of thing just for you!"

Gongsun Ling was slightly startled: "For me?"

Lin Chongyu nodded: "It's for you now. After your spiritual root is cured, I can have a new goal."

For academics, one project is completed before the next project can be done.

"why?"

Now it was Lin Chongyu's turn to be stunned: "Why?"

Gongsun Ling moved his gaze from the bottle in Lin Chongyu's hand to his face, and said calmly, "I'm just a waste, why do you bother to do those thankless things."

Lin Chongyu opened his mouth halfway, and was about to speak, when Gongsun Ling said again: "If it's just for me to save your life a few years ago, then there's no need. I didn't want to save you at first, but I just thought it was interesting, so I did it casually."

"...Of course not this."

Gongsun Ling's eyes stopped, and there was an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

Lin Chongyu thought carefully for two seconds, and then said, "Because you look good."

"..."

"Dancing swords looks good, but using spells looks even better, so I want you to regain your cultivation and use spells."

After all, the scene of Gongsun Ling flying in the air and stabbing the man-eating beast with his sword was too shocking, and Lin Chongyu couldn't forget it for a long time.

When he was reborn, he saw such a scene of heaven and man descending from the earth, and his whole blood was boiling, okay?

That's why he was so excited and wanted to apprentice immediately.

Gongsun Ling felt that the other party was really unable to communicate. It was really not something to be happy about a man who made others miss him because of his appearance.He didn't tangle with Lin Chongyu anymore, took the water in his hand, walked around him.

In the evening, Lin Chongyu went back to the field, refined a spirit marrow mushroom into a bottle of spiritual water, smashed it into the bottle, and planned to hand it to Master next time he practiced sword.

Then, Lin Chongyu's spirit marrow soon ran out.

Because Shizun really is too diligent.Practice during the day and practice at night, if it wasn't for the fact that his current cultivation level is too low and he needs to sleep, it is estimated that his sleep time will also be used to practice swords.

Of course, Lin Chongyu felt very happy. Every day, he secretly held a bottle of spiritual water, squatted in the corner and quietly watched the beauty practicing sword, feasting his eyes.

The memory is covered with a layer of fog, and some vague places can no longer be remembered clearly.But the scene of Master practicing sword day and night is so beautiful and impressive, Lin Chongyu will never forget it.

While kneading Master's callused hand, he pulled himself away from his memories and raised his head to look at Master.

He seems to have learned for the first time what it means to be distressed.

If it were him now, he would never think that the scene of master practicing sword is beautiful.

Beauty may still be beautiful, but in fact, what is more in the picture is sadness and loneliness and the unwillingness of the hero's end.

Lin Chongyu still can't understand such complicated things, but the emotions conveyed in this picture, after more than ten years, make him feel very distressed now.

The carriage was advancing steadily and fast on the streets of the capital. Lin Chongyu held Gongsun Ling's hand, pursed his lips for a long time, and then said softly: "If only I had loved Master more."

Gongsun Ling looked down at him.

Lin Chongyu's eyes were bright and clear, filled with thrilling love, like an arrow, piercing Gongsun Ling's heart.