Master is dedicated to playing the villain

It's always been you, Master...

Qiu Wanxuan held Qingluan's round face and blew lightly into her eyes, "Are you ready?"

Qingluan blinked her wet eyes, looked at his gentle eyebrows and gentle and meticulous care, and nodded in a daze.

No wonder the master likes Shizun so much. Wuwuwu, Shizun is really nice, Qingluan also likes it very much, and wants to stick with Shizun.she thought.

"Master..." Qingluan realized that she had said something wrong as soon as she said it, and quickly changed her words: "Thank you."

Qiu Wanxuan patted Qingluan on the head, thought for a while, and asked, "Is Xia Churan sharing vision with you?"

He had noticed the flame in Xia Churan's eyes before, it should be a strange fire.

Qingluan nodded, "Master's eyes have always been bad, so Qingluan just..."

Qiu Wanxuan sighed faintly, he had acquired a lot of knowledge from Mo Ling, but he couldn't heal his heart disease, even if the doctor was here, he couldn't do anything about it.

Qingluan said cautiously: "Actually... the master's eyes are easy to heal."

"Oh?" Qiu Wanxuan's eyes became focused, "How to cure it?"

"As long as the master...I mean as long as the master's master comes back, he will be fine."

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes darkened, and she said after a long time: "His master... I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back."

"How do you know?" Qingluan blinked, thinking that she could finally see Qiu Wanxuan admit it, and asked anxiously, "You know his master?"

Qiu Wanxuan smiled, "Isn't his master the sword master? Who doesn't know him?"

The hope in Qingluan's eyes went out again, and he let out a disappointment, "That's right." After speaking, he sniffed again: "Then his master..."

"Yeah." Qiu Wanxuan patted Qing Luan on the head, and comforted him: "Who can escape death?"

He thought it was comforting, but unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect. Qing Luan looked at his big eyes and blinked, and suddenly Dou Da's tears fell down without warning.

Qiu Wanxuan was taken aback, and quickly stretched out her cuff to wipe it, "Don't cry."

Qingluan plopped into his arms and burst into tears, "Master is so pitiful! Master is so pitiful! Woooooo-Qingluan is so sad!"

Why did such a good master die, God is so unfair!

Qiu Wanxuan raised her arms and let Qingluan hug her, a little at a loss, and after a while, she patted Qingluan's small shoulder clumsily, "Don't cry, don't cry." He couldn't say anything other than this Here comes another.

Suddenly, a deep sense of guilt enveloped him.

His death always seemed to change many people.

Not only did Shimen become lifeless, Xia Churan was even more...

He patted Qingluan's small back lightly like coaxing a child. After a long time, Qingluan's crying gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a shallow cry.

The child fell asleep in his arms.

Qiu Wanxuan had no choice but to call out a cushion and put the child on it. When she moved away, she felt something pulled her. She looked down and saw that Qingluan's little hand was holding his sleeve tightly.

And as if sensing that he was going to leave, Qingluan smacked his mouth and shouted in a daze: "Master...don't go..."

Qiu Wan Xuanquan thought she was talking in her sleep, hummed, and patted Qingluan's little hand, "Don't go."

I don't know how long it has passed, Qingluan finally fell into a deep sleep, and his robe was released only when his palms were loosened.

Qiu Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he seemed to sense something, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked towards an unknown distance, and after a while, his figure disappeared into the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he slowly opened his eyes in the cage, he was facing a pair of familiar bright red pupils and a cold and determined handsome face.

He was startled, and asked Mo Ling in his heart: "How long has this kid been here?"

Mo Ling: "Not long, just arrived."

Xia Churan stood outside the huge disc, looked at him with the wine jar in his hand, and asked tentatively, "Where did you go just now?"

Qiu Wanxuan knew that it was probably her ray of consciousness that had been separated from the body and was noticed, so she calmly took a look at the surrounding environment, shrugged her shoulders: "I'm so bored, go out and have a look."

Xia Churan squinted her eyes, noncommittal: "Really." She snapped her fingers when she said it, and Qiu Wanxuan saw that a white circle representing the safe range was enlarged.

Originally, the area of ​​the white circle was just enough for him to sit cross-legged, but now it has doubled in size.

In the next second, he saw Xia Churan ignoring the formation defense and leaping into the circle.

The breeze lifted the hem of his clothes, Xia Churan stood in front of him, gave him a condescending look, and then sat cross-legged in front of him silently.

The disc under the seat didn't shake a bit during the whole process, Qiu Wanxuan raised her head to look at the beheading axe, which was still hanging quietly five feet above her head.

It's just that the size of the white circle is still cramped, only enough for the two of them to sit next to each other.

Qiu Wanxuan looked down at Xia Churan's knee bent against her, and couldn't help but frowned, "Since the safety line can be changed, why not make it wider?"

Isn't that crowded?

But Xia Churan didn't even blink his eyelids, and said without changing his face: "It can only be so big."

Qiu Wanxuan glanced at him, hehe, do I believe it?

But he had no other choice, Xia Churan would definitely not listen to him, so he sighed, "What do you want from me?"

Xia Churan opened the wine jar and handed it over, "Aren't you bored? I will accompany you to relieve boredom."

Qiu Wanxuan glanced at the wine jar, when did this kid start drinking?

He frowned and reminded, "I'm a prisoner."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xia Churan was not annoyed. Instead, he took a sip and said sullenly, "Do you know what you're guilty of?"

Qiu Wanxuan was a little surprised. Before, she always spoke sarcasticly and even sarcastically to him. What happened today?

Instead of answering, he asked, "Didn't you say you didn't want to see me again?"

Hearing this sentence, the wine jar that Xia Churan raised to his lips stopped, and a pair of pupils burning with red flames turned and looked sideways.

After a while, Xia Churan raised his head and drank most of the wine, "You injured Gu's bodyguards and let go of the doctor, ruining Gu's affairs. If you are not punished, the shark clan, chi clan, and turtle clan will There are still many old tribes of the dragon clan who will think that they have a heart to favor you."

Xia Churan looked straight at him when he said, "Do you really want to be the target of public criticism?"

Qiu Wanxuan was slightly taken aback, yes, how could he not have thought of this level?

Shouldn't.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him, once Xia Churan is involved, it seems that his usual ingenuity will not work.

He glanced at the wine jar, took it and took a sip, then choked on the intensity, coughed again and again, covered his lips with his sleeve and frowned: "What kind of wine is this?"

It was fishy and choking, and he was choked to death after taking a sip. How could Xia Churan drink it like water with a blank face?

"The wine of the monster race is naturally not as soft as the one in the spiritual world." When Xia Churan said, he took over the wine jar, "If you can't drink it, don't drink it." The whole process of sight fell on Qiu Wanxuan's face. Move half a point.

"The Shark Clan once sent me a person."

Hearing this sentence, Qiu Wanxuan understood. Not only did she understand, but her heart felt sour for no reason.

Xia Churan poured himself wine one mouthful at a time, and said calmly, "Who do you think he looks like?"

Qiu Wanxuan's heart trembled, he guessed it, but he dared not say it.

But Xia Churan understood his expression, and his eyes trembled undetectably, "You do too."

This time Qiu Wanxuan had to answer, she could only pretend to be confused: "Really? Like who?"

But Xia Churan didn't answer, but continued: "Because you look like me, and I keep them by my side, they have an illusion that they can get a position by sending a fake."

"Then you..." Qiu Wanxuan looked at Xia Churan's face, and asked by chance, "Have you accepted it?"

But Xia Churan was drinking alone, without raising his eyelids, and said: "Tear off his face and throw it out."

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes widened in shock, and it took a long time before she said in a daze, "Just because...he looks like him?" He didn't notice that Xia Churan's self-proclaiming had changed from "solitary" to "I" at this time.

Xia Churan's cold eyes swept over, "Don't worry, you are different."

Qiu Wanxuan clenched her sleeves, "I'm not worried about that."

But Xia Churan tilted his head to look at him, "Don't you ask who you look like?"

Qiu Wanxuan frowned, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer: "I heard that you..." He hesitated for a while, and then summoned up his courage in his heart, before saying: "It is rumored that you treat your master..."

"It's true." Before he could finish speaking, Xia Churan interrupted.

Even though Qiu Wanxuan had already done countless times of psychological construction for herself, she had already expected it.But hearing Xia Churan's confession with his own ears, he still couldn't help being shocked, and there was even a trace of joy that he didn't even notice.

All along, he didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to believe it.

And when did the other party's relationship start?Why didn't he notice it at all?Why did Xia Churan want to...

He couldn't figure it out anyway.

Bottom line, it's just not right.Xia Churan shouldn't have such feelings for him.

Seeing his stunned expression, Xia Churan's eyes were dim, and his eyes were indescribably complicated.The words he said also had a strong smell of alcohol: "But I can't see him anymore."

For some reason, when Xia Churan said this, it was clearly in a calm tone, but Qiu Wanxuan could hear a trace of grievance from it.

He felt tense and bored for no reason, quickly changed the subject, and reached out to pick up the wine jar: "You drank too much."

However, Xia Churan held on to the jar without letting go, and at the same time looked straight at him.

Only then did Qiu Wanxuan realize that the other party's neck was already red, from the tightly fastened collar all the way to the ears, and looking at those deep eyes, the flame inside did not jump, but was covered with a layer of light The dense, pupil light slack.

He made up his mind, leaned forward slightly, and one by one separated the opponent's fingers that were pressing on the jar.

Xia Churan remained motionless during the whole process, only when the two approached, the other's scorching breath full of alcohol sprayed on his cheeks and neck.

He felt that the other party's eyes had been lingering on his face and never moved away.

He deliberately ignored the scorching gaze, and after finally separating all five fingers, he grabbed the wine jar and tried to throw it out, but at this moment, Xia Churan suddenly moved and rushed over to snatch it.

This "snatch" was more like pounced on him, Xia Churan leaned forward with his whole body, Qiu Wanxuan was bound by his spiritual power and was powerless to resist, and immediately fell backwards after being pounced on like this, a heavy and hot body instantly The body fell on him.

The range of the safety white line was already narrow, and the violent movements of the two immediately caused the disk to shake violently.

Qiu Wanxuan was startled, pressed Xia Churan's shoulders and pushed with all her strength, trying to get up, but Xia Churan was terribly heavy. His strength was only at the level of ordinary people, but he couldn't push it. He also heard the other party use an extremely low voice The voice whispered in his ear: "Give it back to me, okay?"

What do you want?wine?

Qiu Wanxuan didn't have time to ask questions, because the disk was shaking too much, he heard the small balls at the bottom of the disk being pushed and making a clicking sound, which was the sound of the mechanism starting.

He was startled, "Wake up!"

The chain hanging from the beheading ax rolled up and down.He had no choice but to hug Xia Churan tightly and try to maintain his balance, but the beheading ax fell quickly, within easy reach.He closed his eyes nervously.

At the critical moment, Zhaoshui came out of the sheath by itself to form a water flow to hold up the entire disk.

The water flows in a circle, making a splashing sound.

The table finally stabilized, Qiu Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and saw the sharp blade of the beheading ax hanging only three inches above the back of Xia Churan's neck.

Cold sweat oozes from the back of his forehead, he turned his head, and saw Xia Churan buried his head in his neck, looking like he was asleep.

He pushed Xia Churan's shoulder hard, but just after pulling away a little distance, he was hugged even tighter by the other party.

Xia Churan's scorching cheeks still rubbed against his neck, and he blurted out a sentence: "Don't move."

"You're drunk." Qiu Wanxuan was a little helpless.

Xia Churan didn't answer, but the scorching air flowed on the skin on the side of his neck with his breath, it was a little hot and itchy.

He was lying on his back, and the people on his body were tightly attached to him, which made him a little embarrassed.

But the sharp blade was right in front of him, as long as he pushed Xia Churan away, the opponent's neck would be cut, and he didn't dare to move again.

After a long time, he heard the other party's even and long breathing.

Really fell asleep?

Qiu Wanxuan was so angry and funny, this guy fell asleep on top of him.

He sighed, and the whole space became extremely quiet for a while, only the sound of rushing water and the sound of breathing beside his ears.

The breath from Xia Churan's body seemed to have a deceptive smell, it was clearly not incense, but it smelled terribly good.

Qiu Wanxuan became more and more cramped.

After a long time, he heard the other party say in a low voice: "Master..."

Knowing that it was a dream talk, and still unable to articulate the words clearly, Qiu Wanxuan responded softly: "Yes." When she said that, she lightly patted Xia Churan's back shoulder.

He thought this was the end of the conversation, but he didn't expect that after a moment of silence, he heard Xia Churan say again: "...Come back, okay?"

Qiu Wanxuan sighed slightly, thinking to let this guy have a good dream, so she nodded: "OK."

The other party fell silent.

He didn't notice that Xia Churan, who buried her head on the side of his neck, trembled slightly at the corner of her lips, closed her eyes deeply, and clenched her fists.

..

"Would you like to wake this kid up for you?" Mo Ling left his body at some point, hanging in mid-air with his arms crossed, as if he was watching a show.

Qiu Wanxuan glared at him, and motioned to the beheading ax that was close at hand, "Let's get rid of this thing first."

Mo Ling spread his hands, "I've also been suppressed with spiritual power, I can't get rid of it."

"Then how are you going to wake him up?"

Mo Ling chuckled, "I kicked him."

Qiu Wanxuan slapped him in the eye.

At this time, Xia Churan bit his neck, and wrapped his arms around his waist, hugging him even tighter, as if treating him like a human pillow.

Qiu Wanxuan was a little out of breath, and because the two of them were sticking together so tightly, a certain part that I hadn't noticed before became very obvious now.

His breath tightened, and his whole body froze.

Although I have seen the dragon body, but... who can tell him why even the human body is so majestic, and it is still in a sleep state.

Not scientific!

Men's self-esteem took a huge hit.

He only knew that the attacks on Tanmei literature were serious introverts, but he didn't expect Dian Jiawen to be involved in this aspect too!

He froze into a block, his eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Ling as if asking for help, "Kick me."

At this moment, he heard a deep breath coming from the side of his ear, turned his head to look, and saw Xia Churan slowly opened his eyes, and at the bottom of the clear and dark eyes, a group of red flames jumped and burned.

"woke up?"

Xia Churan's pupils shrank a little, and was about to stand up, but was immediately pulled back by him.

"Be careful!" Qiu Wanxuan stretched out her hand to protect the back of the opponent's head as she said, the blade of the beheading ax almost grazed the skin on the back of his hand.

Just as Xia Churan raised his head, he was pulled back to stop, so the two of them pressed their cheeks together, with the tip of their noses touching the tips of their noses, and there was only a finger-width distance between their lips, and their breaths intertwined.

The current situation looked like Qiu Wanxuan was pressing the back of Xia Churan's neck with one hand and sticking it to her face, while the other hand was still wrapping her arms around the other's waist.It seemed that he was not the one who was suppressed, but Xia Churan was the one who was forced.

He suddenly felt that this posture was more cramped than before, and his neck turned red all of a sudden.

Xia Churan looked straight at him with a pair of eyes, tracing his face like a paintbrush, from the peak of the eyebrows to the eyelids to the bridge of the nose, and finally stopped on his lips.

He felt that Xia Churan's breathing seemed to be getting heavier, and at the same time, the other party turned his face slightly, and then lowered it a little, their lips were almost touching.

He hurriedly said: "Explore it?" He pointed to the sharp weapon hanging above their heads.

Xia Churan's lips stopped when they were about to stick them, and he closed his eyes for a moment, and asked without answering: "Since shining water can help you escape, why don't you leave?"

Since Zhaoshui was able to lift the disc without triggering the mechanism, the beheading ax was useless, and the rest of the obstacles in the formation were nothing more than a single sword strike for Qiu Wanxuan.

Qiu Wanxuan looked at a pair of eyes close at hand, "I'm leaving, will you catch me back?"

"meeting."

He smiled, "Then where else can I escape?"

But Xia Churan squinted his eyes, leaned his thin lips to his ear, and heard a magnetic hoarse voice: "Can't go, or don't want to go?"

Qiu Wanxuan suddenly understood the meaning of "ears will be pregnant", and the bright red that originally only spread to the neck suddenly climbed to the roots of the ears.

He quickly changed the topic to the business, "You don't want to just stay in prison like this?"

Xia Churan chuckled lowly in his ear, remained silent for a while, and then waved his hand reluctantly.

Then there was the rattling sound of the chain sliding, and the beheading ax rose five feet away with a bang.

Xia Churan got up slowly, pulled him up again, looked at his cheeks for a moment, then withdrew from the array, snapped his fingers again, and the safety white line under Qiu Wanxuan's feet returned to the width of one person.

At the same time, Zhaoshui was also restrained by a golden rope, and the recovery sword fell into Xia Churan's palm with a snap.

Qiu Wanxuan was startled, before she could speak, she saw Xia Churan turned around and went out with his Zhaoshui, and when she left, she said, "Since you don't want to leave, don't leave."

After the words fell, the figure had disappeared.

Qiu Wanxuan clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "This brat."

Looking up, it was Mo Ling's spirit body pouted in mid-air, spreading his hands, "Don't look at me, I've persuaded you a long time ago." After speaking, he crossed his arms again, with an expression of watching the show, This time even the natal sword has been confiscated, how else can you escape?

Qiu Wanxuan could only roll her eyes, lifted her clothes and sat cross-legged as if angry.

He closed his eyes and meditated, trying to get the scene out of his mind, but no matter how focused he was, he just couldn't calm down.

Xia Churan's every move, every breath, seemed to be branded in his soul, lingering and intensifying.

He shook his head violently, and finally opened his eyes irritably.

He thought about it, no matter what, let's go out first, and then stay in this empty place, he was afraid that he would keep thinking wildly.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness before, his words should have caused Xia Churan to have some doubts about whether the Soul Gathering Formation could work, and whether it was to prevent Xia Churan from winning his bond or to find a way to deal with Jiang Jin, he would definitely do it. He had to go out first, maybe Shunji could help him.

Thinking of this, he took out the instantaneous clock and studied it, but while concentrating on it, he gradually forgot what he had just done.

The sound of heavy and slow footsteps came from the deep and quiet passage. Xia Churan walked up to this place, and then took a long and deep breath as if relieved of a heavy burden, and pressed the corners of her thin lips to suppress the slight trembling.

At the same time, in the sea of ​​consciousness, Qingluan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he choked up after a long time, "It's Master, he is really Master..."

"Why didn't Qingluan recognize it?" Lan Yingying's child was sobbing, "If Qingluan recognized it earlier, the master wouldn't..."

Xia Churan raised his head and closed his eyes. The shadow that had been pressing on his heart for a long time disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, the red shadow that spread to the entire pupil shrank and condensed into a red flame that was burning.

It's always been you, Master...

The author says:

Don't worry, Master will be released, Xiao Xia is just too afraid that Master will run away;

(Pfft - Poor classmate Xiaoxia, I was deceived so badly)

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!