Aoyama sees me as I should

This "cloud and rain in Wushan Mountain" really cannot be blamed on Jiu, Ji Qingbai woke up afterwards and thought calmly.

Nan Wu put on the Wangchuan bell again on his ankle, Ji Qingbai didn't dare to stretch out his hands to pull it this time, he was as honest as a rabbit, no matter how sore his back was, he had to sit up and send him out of the room.

Nan Wu returned to his innocent and ascetic appearance again, of course he did not do too much action, before he went out, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Ji Qingbai's neck, pressed it against his face, and rubbed his ears and temples together.

"..." After all, Ji Qingbo couldn't do the immoral thing of going to bed and then throwing it over the wall.

Nan Wu smiled, patted his face lightly, and said, "You're so good."

The two stayed together for a while, Nan Wu turned around and saw Chang Sheng and Ming Huan standing not far away.

Although Changsheng was extremely surprised, he didn't show any dissatisfaction. He pulled La Minghuan, who stood still.

Nan Wu was not as gentle and kind as he was to Ji Qingbai to the two younger ones. He smiled back, with a cold expression on his face, and stood in front of Ji Qingbai with his hands behind his back.

Ji Qingbai poked his head out from behind his shoulder, saw the two apprentices, frowned, and asked, "Have you practiced martial arts yet?"

Ming Huan did not speak.

Chang Sheng had no choice but to reply: "I have practiced, and today the senior sister praised the junior brother for his fast progress."

Ji Qingbai nodded, not finding anything wrong with the atmosphere at all, and said sternly: "You can't be lazy, practicing martial arts to strengthen your body is better than drinking medicine all the time."

Changsheng stuck out his tongue, and responded obediently, Ming Huan finally responded, looked at Ji Qingbai and said suddenly: "I want to go down the mountain."

Ji Qingbai showed a strange expression, and said in a deep voice, "Why?"

Ming Huan lowered his head and said slowly: "There are disciples from the other seven halls going down the mountain to slay demons and demons, and help the common people. Master's practice is important, so it's understandable not to join the world. Changsheng and I shouldn't be like this."

Ji Qingbai's eyebrows almost frowned, and he said coldly: "You and Changsheng are different from other disciples, you don't need to go down the mountain."

"What's the difference?" Ming Huanyou raised his head and looked straight at him, his eyes were like poisoned needles, "Just because I'm a demon, Master doesn't trust me, and wants to detain me in this Obscure Moon Hall for the rest of my life?! "

Once these words are spoken, there is naturally no room left.

Changsheng looked innocent and stood beside him, not knowing who to help for a moment.

The restriction on Ming Huan's body before was unrivaled by Nan Wu Xia, and the Misty Moon Hall was cast into a net by Ji Qingbo. As long as Ji Qingbo didn't let go, let alone the peak, Ming Huan couldn't even take half a step out of the gate of the courtyard, and Ming Huan didn't say anything. Ji Qingbai didn't mention it, Changsheng pretended not to know, how much forethought and foresight was hidden in this calm master-disciple relationship.

Since the restriction on his body was lifted, Ming Huan's demonic power was no longer restrained, and even a mortal like Chang Sheng could detect it.

How could Ji Qingbai not know?

He is Ming Huan's master, he is a teacher by example, he leads the horses, but he is also wary of the other party.

Chang Sheng couldn't help stretching out his hand, he carefully grabbed Ming Huan's sleeve, and said softly: "Junior Brother..."

Ming Huan withdrew his gaze, gave him a complicated look, turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Ji Qingbai didn't stop him, but tightened his clothes with a cold expression.

Chang Sheng looked at his master, hesitated for a while, and murmured, "I'll go and persuade him." After speaking, he turned around and chased him out without looking at Ji Qingbai's face.

Ji Qingbai closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Nan Wu was looking at him with lowered eyebrows.

"I said it." Nan Wu said with a gentle tone, but what he said was a knife that didn't see blood, "You shouldn't be soft-hearted."

Ji Qingbai smiled wryly, and asked, "Should I save him, or should I take him as a disciple?"

Nan Wu thought for a while, and said lightly: "It shouldn't be."

Ji Qingbai opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, feeling very uncomfortable.

Nan Wu didn't pour oil into his heart, but he was reluctant to part with each other. As for who was reluctant and who was reluctant, he didn't make a clear distinction in the end.

Ming Huan came back at night.

Ji Qingbai stood in the yard, under the moonlight, he was like a snowy pine and cypress, shining brightly.

"The north is not peaceful recently." Ji Qingbai looked at Ming Huan, and suddenly said, "I heard that ghosts are raging, and about a dozen people have died."

Ming Huan was a little surprised at first, and didn't understand why Ji Qingbai said this, but after thinking about it, he understood again, and looked at him incredulously.

Ji Qingbai ignored the colorful facial expressions of his disciples, and calmly said: "I'm going to take Changsheng down the mountain, if you want to go, you can go together."

Changsheng was naturally overjoyed, and couldn't stop smiling, he pulled Ming Huan's sleeve robe, and said to Ji Qingbai: "Of course junior brother will go with us."

Ji Qingbai glanced at Minghuan again, nodded, and said, "Prepare well these few days", then turned and entered the hall.

Changsheng was very happy, he took Minghuan back to the house together, and kept talking: "I said that Master still loves you in his heart, don't think about it, huh?"

Minghuan probably didn't expect that Ji Qingbai would really agree to take him down the mountain, he was a little dazed, he looked down at Changsheng to pack his things, and muttered: "What if I don't do good things when I go down?"

Changsheng turned his head, he frowned, a little serious: "What nonsense are you talking about again?"

Ming Huan glanced at him: "It's not that I'm talking nonsense, I'm a monster, there's a lot of my blood out there, if I go mad at those enemies, who can cure me?"

Changsheng thought for a while, and said seriously: "I'll coax you. You see, you are also angry at Master today, and you even tore down a tree in the back mountain. Why don't I just coax you well?"

Ming Huan was amused by him, and jokingly said: "How are you coaxing me? You don't want my heart and soul, if I really go crazy, the first one will kill you."

Changsheng didn't believe him: "You are not willing."

He said firmly: "Even without your heart and blood, you would not be willing to hurt me."

Ming Huan snorted, he didn't know where his senior brother got his confidence, but after careful consideration, it seemed that he couldn't refute it.

Changsheng is someone he would like to give his heart and soul over and over again, and he is indeed reluctant to hurt him.

"Your fate is indeed good." Ming Huan clasped the palm of his senior brother, and the other's palm was covered by him.

Changsheng shook his hand as if showing off, and said with a smile, "That's right, my lifeline has grown."

Ji Qingbai didn't know whether his decision to bring Ming Huan down the mountain was right or wrong, but no matter what, if Jin Yan Chi Feng could really slay demons and help the common people, it would be a rare chance of life in this troubled world.

Nan Wu said that he was soft-hearted, but Ji Qingbai actually understood very well that he had passed away, and he had aspirations to save the world from the sea of ​​suffering, but in the end he was disheartened, and he returned to the mountain to ask, now that the holy demon who has been reincarnated for thousands of years has come to the world, his blood is hard to cool, Always want to try it.

"If Ming Huan is still in bad karma, I will definitely not spare his life." Ji Qingbai stood under the seven halls and made an oath.

Naturally, the respected hall masters had nothing to do with him, and let him go after a few words of advice.

As soon as Ji Qingbai came out of Qitang, he saw Nanwu on the mountain road at a glance.

That person was still wearing a black fairy robe, and it was rare to wear a crown today, and he seemed to have a touch of stunning beauty in the ice and snow.

Ji Qingbai looked at the other party, and for some reason, his heart gradually became hot.

Nan Wu stretched out his hand towards him, Ji Qingbai took a few steps forward and grabbed his fingertips.

He heard the sound of the bell and asked, "Why are you wearing it again?"

"It's better if it hurts a little bit." Nan Wu didn't have any expression on his face, he took his hand and walked forward, and said calmly, "In case I keep plotting against you."