The villain master online collapses the character design

Sun Yun has officially become a member of Xuanyun Peak. Originally, every disciple who worships a master can practice under the guidance of the master, but there are also many masters like the original master. college.

The academy is divided into the Academy of Practice and the Academy of Practice. The former is a place for students who have not yet apprenticed to a master to study, while the latter is a place for students of a master to study.

Originally, Jiang Wenhao was supposed to take Sun Yun to class, but now that he is weak and unable to get up, Sun Yun can only go to class by himself.

Jiang Ziming slept until the sun was high and got up and found that he was no longer there. He yawned and took the medicine from the big kitchen at the gate of the courtyard, and reluctantly stepped into Jiang Wenhao's room.

After all, he is an immortal, but he was reduced to taking care of his disciples. If it wasn't for the original owner's aloof attitude, he really wanted to add a few people to this broken courtyard, preferably a beautiful younger sister, seductive and lively.

Jiang Wenhao drank the medicine with a bowl in his hand, watched Master sitting by the window flipping through a book, and said without words, "Master, do you know who is trying to harm me?"

This is already the fifth time he has asked this question since he was lying on the bed. Jiang Ziming didn’t bother to talk to him before, but now that Sun Yun is not here, it’s just the two of them. Come on, think carefully about whether you ate anything that day."

When Jiang Wenhao asked, he didn't expect his high-cold master to answer, but he didn't expect to hear the master's answer, he was very happy, and immediately told what happened that day.

While flipping through the pictures in the book, Jiang Ziming listened to him chattering non-stop, and finally he finished talking on the last page of pictures.

"Yeah." He nodded perfunctorily, saw that he took the bowl away after drinking the medicine, and heard him muttering when he left, "I also took a sip of my junior brother's tea, there is nothing else."

Jiang Ziming shook his head lightly, if Sun Yun had poisoned him, he would drink the tea too, so he was unscathed.

Besides, Sun Yun hasn't turned black yet, and he is still a kind-hearted little white flower apprentice. Although his eyes are cold, his character design will not mess around.

He hung the empty bowls and baskets back to the gate of the courtyard. Someone will come and wash them later. He was about to go back to his room to lie down when he heard Jiang Wenhao sigh, "It's a pity that I can't pick up my junior from get out of class."

Anyway, it's boring to stay, so Jiang Ziming decided to go to the protagonist to get a good impression of him, hoping that when he must die, Sun Yun can give him a good time and give him a good time.

Relying on the memory of the original owner, Jiang Ziming went to the academy with ease. The academy in Xuanyunfeng was still a little far away, but he didn't want to use the sword, so he had to walk all the way, and also enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Brahma sect along the way.

After walking for half an hour, I arrived at the mountain gate. The mountain gate is tall and majestic, with two giant lions roaring. What's more obvious is that looking from top to bottom, there are illusory stairs.

Clouds and mist covered many stone steps, and it looked like a fault, which made people frightened and felt like they were in a fairyland.

"Hey! You call grandpa, maybe I can let you go."

A voice came from the clouds and mist, Jiang Ziming looked carefully, and he could vaguely see the figures of several people.

"what is it call?"

This voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it before, Jiang Ziming didn't continue to leave, but stood behind the mountain gate and listened, wanting to wait for Yun to leave and see who it was.

"Call Grandpa!"

"Hey! Good grandson!"

This cold voice made Jiang Ziming face to face immediately, isn't he his pure-hearted little white flower apprentice.

Jiang Ziming saw the clouds and mist being blown away by the wind, and the disciple who was supposed to be in class appeared on the steps in front of the mountain gate, and instead of talking, he was arguing with several other peak disciples.

He seems to have heard a slap in the face. He must have been reading this book for too long, so he forgot the characters.

Seeing that the angry disciple was not convinced, he beckoned to his companions to do it together.

In this case, it doesn't matter whether it is to gain favor or punish Sun Yun.Jiang Ziming would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity, he immediately coughed and caught their attention.

Sure enough, when those disciples saw him, they immediately lowered their heads nervously and saluted, "I've seen Immortal An Huan!"

"En!" Jiang Ziming raised his head slightly, playing Gao Leng Xianzun vividly, and was about to find out what they were arguing about, when he saw Sun Yun showing his dimples, provocative eyes, and then raised his foot to kick the three disciples.

"!!!"

Jiang Ziming was shocked. He witnessed the whole process of him kicking people, and watched the three disciples tug at each other and fell down the steps. If he remembered correctly, there are 140 steps in the ladder in front of the Brahma Sect's mountain gate.

At the critical moment, the waist badges on those disciples took effect, and a burst of spiritual power lifted them up, preventing them from falling to the ground.

Jiang Ziming heaved a sigh of relief, but looking at the arrogant Sun Yun, his spine felt chills. Suddenly, he must have misremembered the book. This grandson is simply a devil, and he has nothing to do with Xiao Baihua. He must be severely punished , punish him to death!

"you!"

Sun Yun was standing on the steps below. Although he was at a low place, he looked up at him but did not lose his aura. His eyes were open and frank, "Will Master punish me?"

"..."

Jiang Ziming: This guy can predict!

Sun Yun suddenly lost all the viciousness in his body, and became pitiful, his eyes flickering, "But Master, they just scolded me so badly."

Jiang Ziming was stunned by his operation, and in a blink of an eye, he saw those disciples who were rescued by the waist cards. Although they were rescued in time, they were still bruised and swollen, and they were in a panic.

He thought again: I want to hear how they scolded you!

Sun Yun seemed to have heard his words, looked at those disciples, and repeated each word clearly, "A villain like you is worthy of sitting in the same classroom with us, and you don't take a picture of taking a piss."

"You are shameless, the world is invincible, and the immortals have said in public that you are a demon for being so hostile, and you are brazenly pestering the immortals. It is really shameful. It is better to go to your demon father as soon as possible, no, your parents are already dead. , was still killed by you!"

"You are a broom star! Lone evil star!"

When he repeated these words, his expression was relaxed and almost indifferent, and his tone was joking, as if they were not talking about himself, but an unforgivable sinner.

Jiang Ziming's scalp became numb when he heard it, so he stopped him and looked at the disciples.

"Immortal Venerable, please forgive me, this disciple knows his mistake!" The three disciples knelt in a row, pleading.

For the first time, Jiang Ziming did not have the posture of the original owner. He was genuinely angry and released his emotions, "It is not me who you should be asking for!"

The three disciples Qiqi turned to face Sun Yun, and the leader bowed his head reluctantly and said, "Junior Brother Sun, I'm sorry, we offended you with our unscrupulous words, I know I was wrong."

Seeing them bowing their heads and begging for mercy, Sun Yun knew that they didn't really admit their mistakes, but that they were just afraid of being expelled from the sect because they were caught by the Immortal Venerable.

He didn't want to look at them, walked up, and said coldly: "You know your mistake? Then kneel down! Think about your own words."

The three disciples looked at Immortal An Huan on a high place, their eyes full of pleading, Jiang Ziming thought of their vicious words, acquiesced to Sun Yun's actions, turned around and took his wronged disciple away.

The two walked one after the other, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Jiang Ziming originally wanted to ask him why he didn't attend class, but the words changed to, "Go back and copy the rules a hundred times."

Sure enough, he still couldn't ignore his kick. Although he was wronged, that kick almost killed three people. He was so vicious at such a young age. I'm afraid he would soon become possessed without waiting for the stimulation of the plot later.

Back in the courtyard, Sun Yun suddenly called him "Master."

His expression didn't look like he was punished, but he was smiling, which made people feel colder. He shook his right hand, "My disciple is stupid. I didn't understand some parts of the elder's lecture today. I want to ask the teacher to respect you."

"Talent is stupid, hard stones are hard to cut!" This is what the original owner said to the male protagonist in the book. Jiang Ziming thought that he had been punished for copying the rules just now, and if he said it so viciously, it might be counterproductive, but he didn't know anything about cultivating immortals. , so he pretended to be a teacher and said, "Why don't you understand..."

Before finishing half a sentence of "ask your senior brother", Sun Yun moved closer to him: "There are many things I don't understand."

Jiang Ziming: If I knew I didn't use my accent, why did I speak slowly, and set myself on fire again!

"Go ask your teacher..." He was about to finish quickly, when the word "brother" was on the edge of his mouth, when he saw Sun Yun rushing towards him with clenched fists, but fortunately he dodged it quickly, otherwise the punch When he came down, he would not only slap his face, but also knock off his vest.

"Sun Yun!"

"Today's lesson is fighting."

Sun Yun didn't hit him again, Jiang Ziming dodged left and right, and found that the kid wouldn't stop until he hit him, so he stopped dodging, gathered his strength to receive his punch, and then used the strength in his hand to hit back, Sun Yun Naturally, his mana was not comparable to that of the Immortal Venerable, and he was thrown back a few steps, almost stepping on the little yellow flower in the garden.

Jiang Ziming raised his eyebrows in shock, "Have you learned?"

He hadn't been idle in the past few nights, and he reviewed the original owner's memory every day, just to guard against such a thing, but he didn't expect that the first person to fight him was actually his good apprentice.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance, but this disciple still doesn't understand!" Sun Yun rushed over again with a shake of his hands, apparently unconvinced.

Jiang Ziming himself learned dancing and has the magic power of the original owner. He can easily deal with Sun Yun. He can play around with him without using weapons.

When Jiang Wenhao heard the movement, he climbed to the window to watch while propping up his weak body.

The master, who has always been gentle and refined, actually beat his little junior brother. The master's slender figure dodged back and forth, making it impossible for Sun Yun to catch the corner of his clothes, and he chased after him angrily.

Sure enough, Sun Yun was still too young, arrogant and arrogant.

When they were fighting over a cup of tea, Jiang Wenhao only saw the master who was floating like a fairy, and the little junior who was being played around.

Jiang Ziming looked at Sun Yun who was out of breath, and saw that he had no energy to fight anymore, so he deliberately asked, "Have you learned it?"

He has always owed it, but he has restrained himself by wearing the vest of the immortal. Just now, playing with Sun Yun made him a little carried away, and his tone was also owed for a while.

Sun Yun glared at him sideways, watering the flowers and plants with sweat.

Jiang Wenhao, who was on the sidelines, suddenly realized that the master was pointing out the younger brother, no wonder jumping around, dodging back and forth, was already taking into account the younger brother's self-esteem.

After such an experience, Xuan Yunfeng had two more patients at once, the older patient couldn't even get out of bed, the younger patient limped and had to deliver soup and medicine to the older patient.

Jiang Ziming leaned on the window sill, accepted Sun Yun's fierce gaze, and reminded him to copy the rules.

"I think how high-spirited Master must have been when he cut half of the mountain with a sword." Jiang Wenhao held the medicine bowl, recalling the mighty deeds of Master, looking back at Sun Yun with a cold expression, thinking that he is a log, and directly Said, "Shizun Shizun is already very restrained, if he uses a little bit of strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to get up long ago."

Sun Yun was injured at the previous meeting, and he insisted on acting quickly. Now the new injury overlaps the old injury, although it is not too serious, but the back pain is inevitable, and listening to the tea talk of the senior brother, the ear is full of new ones. Injured, he couldn't bear to snatch back his medicine bowl, with a look of disdain, "Then I really thank him."

Jiang Wenhao: "??" Why do you feel that the younger brother doesn't like the master very much?It must be an illusion. If you don't like it, why would you work hard to win the championship and become a teacher?