[Su Zi] Push to Master Battle Plan

Tu Su's dark eyes looked at his expressionless master with a smile on his face.Ziyin waved his sleeves: "Sinister, you are so bold! Your mind is unstable, and the private thief is burning silently. If there is an emergency, you really want to splatter blood on the spot?" Tu Su hung his hands by his side, without saying a word.

"What do you think in your heart, you still haven't recruited it from the truth!"

"Reporting to Master, I have something important to do when I go down the mountain. I will use Fenji as a count, and I will always feel at ease when I have a weapon in hand." Hearing the mischievous taste in the disciple's words, Ziyin felt chest tightness. How could the young disciple directly ignore the prestige of his master?

"Humph." Turning around and not looking at him again, Master Ziyin closed his eyes, "What's the matter?" Come to refine the sword for Master."

"My birthday." Ziyin couldn't react for a while, it's been 400 years, and he can't remember the exact date of birth, "How did you know?" "Master forgot, when I was young, Master coaxed me to sleep. Taught me the technique of deduction. The first thing my disciple deduced was the birthday of the master, and since then, I have remembered it to this day."

Ziyin always knew that the young disciple had a temperament of being cold outside and hot inside, but he didn't want to be so intentional. His heart was slightly warm, and his voice couldn't help but soften a little: "I don't need you to be like this as a teacher. Fenji is extremely dangerous. Don't you let me know you in the future." Move rashly, so as not to cause a catastrophe."

"The disciple has been practicing diligently for the past few days, and he thinks that the pure Qi he has cultivated can restrain the evil spirit of Fenji." Hearing this, Zi Yin couldn't help but look back, and saw Tu Su's face was clear and pure, with a faint sense of detachment .

"Are you cultivating immortals?"

"Yes."

"Why is this so? Tu Su, do you know that the heights are not very cold?"

"A hundred years of life is spent in the command room. Master has cultivated into a fairy body for 400 years. He has seen the head change and the disciples flow. Although the master is as calm as water, living alone in the Lintian Pavilion, it must be suffering for a long life. My brother and I are mortals in the end. So I have to leave Master. If the two of us pass away in a hundred years, how can Master bear it? Brother does not want to cultivate immortality, but how can I have the heart to let Master be alone?"

The room was silent again.The atmosphere between the two maintains a delicate balance.

"Master, there is still a sword spirit beside me..." Before he could finish speaking, he was pulled back by a strong force, and Tu Su's waist was tightly clasped.Tu Su's deep and hoarse voice sounded from behind: "How can there be a disciple of Sword Spirit to serve him well?"

Ziyin was frightened, he was about to strike out a palm, but remembering what happened that day, he quickly retracted it, the palm wind reversed, and a hole was pierced in the wall in front of Ziyin.

"Don't let go yet!" Ziyin was ashamed and angry.

Tu Su adhered to the principle of accepting as soon as he is good, let go of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Master wants a sword spirit and a daughter-in-law, but he doesn't want a disciple. The disciple feels wronged, so he offended."

Ziyin murmured silently in his heart: Yuanshi Tianzun, did I commit some heinous crimes in some lifetime?

In the middle of the night, Tu Su stretched out his hand in a daze to touch it, but there was no one there.There is a cleverness in the mind, could it be that he has secretly retreated again?Just when he was about to get out of bed, he saw the white-haired sword fairy standing under a tree under the moonlight shining outside the window, his head bowed in thought, holy and inviolable.

The other four senses are closed, and the sense of hearing is maximized.

Immortal Ziyin was silent for a long time, then looked up at the tall tree.

"He rejected the ghost girl from Youdu. He clearly saw that they got very close a few days ago, and they have a good relationship. Hey, I don't understand these things about men and women after all."

"Tu Su always said these days that I don't want him. When he was young, I really didn't care enough for him."

"He said today that he wants to live with me forever. Originally, he was a young man with a hard life in cultivation, so he couldn't take it seriously. But why did I..."

His waist was suddenly fastened, and he knew who it was without thinking.Ziyin sighed deeply: "Why don't you go to sleep?"

"Master, why don't you sleep?"

"..."

"Master..." His head was placed on Ziyin's neck, and his breath was deeply breathed into the pit of his neck.Ziyin's body was a little weak, and he wanted to push him away: "Nonsense." But Tu Su refused, clasping one hand tighter, and stretching the other hand towards Ziyin's leg.

Ziyin was picked up horizontally and struggled involuntarily.Tu Su's lips were under his lips, and he whispered in his ear like a devil's voice: "Master..." He felt his strength drained in an instant, and he said "Sinister." But there was no momentum at all.

What an absurd thing this is, allowing his apprentices who are also men to hug and kiss, Ziyin felt that he was really crazy at that moment.

Tu Su put Ziyin on the bed, with pleading and longing in his eyes, but he still didn't dare to be too pretentious.Ziyin closed her eyes and didn't intend to talk to him, but felt that even so, her face was hot from being stared at.

Perhaps it is the catastrophe of this life, the evil fate of this moment.

"Come." Zi Yin's eyebrows and eyes faded from the usual coldness, and were dyed with a trace of charm.It made Tu Su feel that his heart was churning endlessly, and a slap in the face slapped him, which hurt very much, and it was not a dream.

"Master." Tu Su bit Ziyin's lips hard, and the sound that came out of his nasal cavity was so pleasant that Ziyin's body softened when he heard it.

A soft sigh sounded in the silent night.

In the slightly cool morning, Ziyin pulled off the purple shirt beside the bed and put it on.Just as he was about to get up, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes, and Tu Su's sleepy voice sounded softly: "Ziyin, I was tossing and tossing late last night, sleep a little longer."

"What nonsense are you talking about, the more rude you are, don't call me indiscriminately." Zi Yin slightly annoyed.Tu Su bullied himself up, put his hands around Ziyin's neck, and rubbed against Ziyin's back coquettishly.

Ziyin stood up suddenly, glaring at him: "Sinister, what are you doing!" His voice was majestic, not angry but majestic.Being trained by the master, Tu Su suddenly felt dazed, last night was extremely lingering, and the master's winking eyes like silk can still be vividly remembered.Is it just a spring dream?

"Forget it, get dressed and go down the mountain with your teacher." Seeing his embarrassment, Ziyin left a sentence leisurely.Tu Su hugged his clothes, bit his lip, and looked a little confused.He obviously slapped himself, and it hurt at that time.How could it be a dream?

When the quilt was lifted, the bed was dry.There is no trace of love.Tu Su's heart became more and more embarrassing, if it was a dream, he didn't know how Master could get angry with him for the disrespectful behavior just now.

It's really embarrassing, embarrassing.

Master Ziyin was originally a sword fairy, and he could go down the mountain in a moment.Now with Tu Su, the two walked down the mountain one after the other.Originally, at this time, Ling Duan was supposed to be leading his disciples to practice swords, but there was no one in sight at this moment.Master Ziyin felt a little strange, but Tu Su's complexion darkened and he noticed pairs of shining eyes beside him.

Ziyin looked sideways: "Tu Su." Tu Su hurriedly stepped forward: "Master."

"What happened recently?"

"The disciple has been intensively retreating recently, so I don't know much about it."

"Such a negligence in cultivation, when I turn around, let Hansu take a group of disciples to the scripture room to copy scriptures."

As soon as the words fell, the Tianyong sword training platform, which was originally empty, was full of disciples, and Ling Duan stood at the front to direct.Master Hansu stared at Master Ziyin pitifully with his small eyes.

Ziyin nodded slightly, and the purple robe dragged on the ground making a salsa sound.

The two walked one after the other for more than an hour without saying a word.Tu Su was still embarrassed about what happened in the morning, but he couldn't stand Ziyin's cold treatment: "Dare to ask Master, what's the matter going down the mountain?"

"Yesterday you mentioned that you want to win the ore on the chivalry list. As a teacher, I think it would be inappropriate to let you go there alone with Fen Ji, so I will go with you."

"Then, Master can control the sword, so why work so hard."

"You can't cultivate sword qi, you can't control the sword."

"Master can carry me."

"..."

"Where does this nonsense come from? If you don't want to leave, then go back to Tianyong City." Zi Yin flicked his sleeves, as if annoyed.

"The disciple is just afraid of Master's hard work. Master, last night..."

"As a teacher, I know myself... There will naturally be spare rooms at the foot of the mountain, so I can't beat you."

Just don't want extra vacancies.Tu Su thought silently.But from this point of view, what happened last night was really a good dream, and there is still a certain distance between himself and the master.

After entering a crowded place, Tu Su faintly felt that the atmosphere had become a little weird.From a three-year-old child to an eighty-year-old Ou, the gazes seemed to be fixed on them.Especially the white-haired sword fairy, there are more girls who turn their eyes to him.

Tu Su felt slightly displeased, how could Master be missed by others?However, the eye-catching culprit didn't know it, and he still did his own thing leisurely.

"That is Lord Sword Immortal, he is truly a stunning figure."

"Who said it wasn't? That red and black one is the Baili Shaoxia. Tsk tsk tsk, the young man is handsome, I don't know if the sword fairy's body can stand it."

"It means he is a bit handsome, and I feel that he is more affordable than Baili Shaoxia."

"Come on, you don't look in the mirror, what kind of person are they, what about you, what about you!"

"This is a face-seeking Jianghu! If I can kiss Lord Sword Immortal's beauty, I am willing to die!"

A sword with a scabbard lay across the man's neck for no reason, and a cold voice came from the back of his voice: "In that case, brother, would you mind taking a step first?"

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