The villain master online collapses the character design

After Rabbit Jing left, the master and apprentice stared at each other.

Sun Yun asked, "Has she lost her memory?"

The rabbit spirit didn’t seem to have any impression of the wolf monster. Jiang Ziming nodded and explained to him that he took the opportunity to probe when he was touching the rabbit’s ears just now. The rabbit spirit’s roots were damaged, and it was not easy to cultivate into a spirit monster again. It must have happened to something , leading to the disappearance of previous memories.

But the wolf demon is dead, and for her, forgetting might be the best ending.

After listening, Sun Yun nodded.

At first they stopped talking, the master and apprentice stared at each other, and after a while, they turned their heads away by coincidence, went back to their respective places, and continued to fall asleep.

The next day, Jiang Ziming woke up early and went to the yard to stretch his legs and open his shoulders. He didn't feel comfortable until his clothes were soaked in sweat.

Fengxi Sanren paid attention to the word "charm" in every action that day. Although the demeanor and movements are not refined or ingenious, they are better than charm. Jiang Ziming learned dance since he was a child. He pays more attention to skills and performances, and often forgets to dance His own beauty, that day when the wind breathed and people danced, he felt it in his heart.

In the twilight of the morning, he was dancing on the bluestone platform among the flowers, his clothes were flying, his body was soft, and he could easily turn his limbs without using any spells.

He has a very good figure, with a slender waist and long legs. Under the sun, he has a clean face and a white shirt. His black silk is dyed with ink, and the branches between his fingers are shaking. He is as nimble as a phoenix, as if he came from a dream.

The branch in his hand is like a soft sword. Sometimes it is sharp and pierces the air, and sometimes it is soft, stirring the breeze. The more he jumps, the more he feels it. outstanding.

After dancing, he was overjoyed in his heart, raised his hand to wipe the sweat that had slid down his chin, and raised his head to meet a pair of stunned eyes.

The little girl was dressed in the attire of a servant in the mansion, holding a wooden table with two cups of tea in her hand, she arrived at some unknown time, her eyes were wide open, an egg was stuffed in her mouth, she seemed to have been greatly shocked.

Jiang Ziming looked around and saw that she was the only one, so he raised his foot and approached, raised his hand to close her jaw that was about to dislocate, and asked casually, "Does it look good?"

The little girl stared at him blankly, almost opened her mouth without making a sound, but finally just nodded frantically, shaking the teacup in her hand.

It is said that Jiang Ziming is in a good mood. He is very different from the original owner in temperament. He was originally a person who behaves with emotions, he will laugh when he hears jokes, and sad when he sees pain. He always suffers very hard in front of others.

Now there is no one around, and just now there is something new, so he took off the mask of the banished fairy, revealing the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes crooked.

Unexpectedly, when he smiled, the little girl froze instantly.

So he picked up the teacup on the case, took a sip to moisten his throat, wiped his sweat after putting it down, raised his index finger to his mouth, and signaled her not to tell others.

"Thank you."

After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left, leaving the little girl in a daze. It took a long time to come back to his senses, thinking that it was just a dream, but when he looked down and saw the drunk teacup on the table, he couldn't believe it.

After her fluttering heart returned to her chest, she whispered, "But... this is tea for rinsing."

Jiang Ziming's hearing was excellent, he paused with his feet hanging on the threshold, raised his hand to support the door frame in annoyance, and immediately wanted to go back and erase the little girl's memory, but saw that Sun Yun had already got up and looked over.

The eyes of the master and the apprentice met again, he put on airs and entered the room with a calm demeanor.

Sun Yun sized him up from top to bottom, dripping with sweat, blushing on his fair face, his eyes sparkling, and what was even more strange was that the things in his hand didn't match his light gray plain clothes.

"Master, what are you doing with a tree branch?"

"..."

I was patronizing Shuai just now, so I didn't check for a while.

He put the branch on the table with his neck straightened, and said in a muffled voice, "You took my saber, I can only use the branch to practice as a teacher." It not only covered up his embarrassment, but also expressed his longing for the sword .

Sun Yun was indifferent to his words, didn't even bat an eyelid, and responded, "Oh, it matches you well."

The so-called heartless and heartless is probably the case. Jiang Ziming went out to wash up after seeing him, and turned a blind eye to his master's desire to return the sword.

There were clothes prepared in the room, and he took the preparations to find a place to take a bath, and he bumped into the little girl just now when he went out.

As soon as the little girl saw him, she lowered her head and stuttered when she spoke, "Please... Please Guigui... Honored guest..."

Jiang Ziming saw that her hands were turning white, and thought she must be nervous, so he said softly, "Don't worry, just speak slowly."

Hearing this, the little girl slowed down before finishing her speech smoothly, "The servants have prepared the bathing things, please the distinguished guest to wash up."

Jiang Ziming nodded, "Thank you."

Jiang Ziming followed and was taken aback. There were four girls guarding him, and three men fetching water. He just wanted to take a bath casually. With such a big battle, he suddenly felt that it was good to be dirty. .

"Please."

The little girl led the way for him, Jiang Ziming swallowed his saliva, put his hands down, his face sank, and acted unreasonably, "Go down."

Hearing this, the little girl looked up at his tense face, which was very different from the gentle and spring-like banishment she saw early in the morning, so she stared at him again.

Jiang Ziming was very uncomfortable being stared at by her big eyes, but he still insisted on the appearance of "stay away from strangers", and said again forcefully, "You all go down."

The little girl wrinkled her nose, lowered her head in response, and led a group of people down.

Jiang Ziming entered the room, went straight to the bathtub, hurriedly took off his sweaty clothes, and suddenly heard a "tsk", he was stunned for a moment, and he was stunned for a cup of tea before he came back to his senses, holding the formula in his hand, The exercise that was going to erase the memory turned out to be his traitor.

Sun Yun brushed his wet hair behind his back. Just now, he really didn't want to admit that the thief-like person in front of him was his master who was usually as gentle as the wind and the moon.

Seeing his master's complexion suddenly changed, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, he frowned slightly, "What does master want to do?"

His eyes are bright and bright, and he can always see through people. Jiang Ziming felt guilty after being stared at by him, and turned his hands indiscriminately. .”

As soon as the words fell, the water in the tub was steaming.

Sun Yun gave a meaningful "Oh" and put on the coat on the shelf, "Master, wash it slowly."

As soon as he left, Jiang Ziming's facial features flew around, and he slammed the tub hard to vent his anger. He scored twice in the morning!

He cleaned up frequently, and he lost the mood to go out for a walk. I just hope that there will be no more moths today, and let him spend it in a normal way.

Like him, Sun Yun was idle in the yard, not knowing where to find the scriptures, moved a chair to read by the tea tree in the yard, and lived a very comfortable life.

Jiang Ziming was also very envious when he read it, but the books in the house were all ancient books, and he was not interested in just reading the titles, so he sat in the courtyard drinking tea, planning how to complete the task as soon as possible.

The master and apprentice each do their own things, which can be regarded as harmony. It would be better if the master does not always stare at the apprentice.

Sun Yun closed the book with a snap, raised her head to catch Jiang Ziming's slanting gaze, and asked straightforwardly, "What does Master see me doing?"

Jiang Ziming put down the teacup and stared at him openly. Sun Yun had delicate features, and the pair of eyes under the sword eyebrows were always full of hostility, which perfectly complemented his youthful spirit.

"Why do you want to worship Chu Jiao as your teacher?"

In the book, Sun Yun worshiped the original owner as his teacher because he had seen it in the training school before, but the young man could not forget the sight of it. He practiced hard every day, and finally won the first place in the teacher's apprenticeship meeting, and asked for safety. Under Huan Xianzun's sect.

Speaking of which, the apprenticeship is also his wishful thinking.

But later, he couldn't cover the stubborn heart of the original owner with all his enthusiasm, and he was suspicious of him again and again, and insulted and despised him repeatedly. In the end, because of stubborn prejudice, Sun Yun was forced to go astray and set foot on the evil ways.

The relationship between the two began with apprenticeship, and now the master-apprentice relationship is a foregone conclusion. Jiang Ziming wanted to know why Sun Yun wanted to worship the original master as a teacher, and why he changed his mind at the apprenticeship meeting.

Sun Yun leaned back in the chair, with a lazy posture, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, with his toes touching the ground, the chair was shaking, and his face was sometimes under the light and sometimes under the shade, alternating light and dark.

Jiang Ziming didn't urge him, and lowered his eyes slightly, quietly waiting for his answer.

"Master, I have a question for you."

"what?"

The chair feet stopped, Sun Yun bent down, the book fell on his lap, and the black hair fell into the chair.

Jiang Ziming became nervous for no reason, he always knew that his apprentice was different, but for the first time he felt that the answer was ready to come out, so he tightly clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, and tried his best to control his breathing, for fear of disturbing him to tell the reason.

His tense nerves were interrupted by a rush of footsteps. A group of people rushed into the courtyard rashly, interrupting their conversation.

Two complex emotions emerged in Jiang Ziming's heart. His intuition told him that Sun Yun's question would shock or embarrass him, but another emotion was disappointment. He actually really wanted to know that question.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Sun Yun's eyes, and then he leaned back on the chair back, covered his face with the book, and continued to blow the pleasant spring breeze.

There were about five people who broke in rashly, except for the middle-aged man who was the leader, the rest were all dressed as servants.

The middle-aged man bowed to him, introduced himself as the second butler of the mansion, and then explained the reason for coming here rashly.

The food in the kitchen was ransacked in one night. This matter can be big or small. The difficulty is that the house is preparing for a wedding, and the prepared dishes suddenly disappear. After checking by the staff, the aura remaining in the kitchen came here.

After hearing this, Jiang Ziming frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart, "I don't like vegetarians."

Sun Yunshu's face moved, and he still kept his attitude of nothing to do with himself.

The second butler twitched his lips, and continued to speak more clearly. The loss of things in the kitchen was not caused by humans, but by spirit beasts or demons.

Jiang Ziming was even more confused. He leaned out to see his traitor. There was an unfilial disciple beside him, and there was no one else who could be called a "beast". Suddenly, he thought of something, and quickly took out the black worm in his sleeve. .

Hei Chong was dying for a long time because he lost the task of guiding the way. He trembled when he was invited out at the first time. The black tentacles dangled and continued to drowsy. Shaking his head too, he put the black worm away again.

"there!"

Someone exclaimed, Jiang Ziming saw a furry thing jumping from Sun Yun's body, and everyone's eyes widened.