Master is Pretending to Love Me

Chapter 32

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Before Jian Xiuyun realized what it meant, he heard a commotion around him.

The bodies of the corpses in front of them suddenly started to turn red, as if a flame was burning in their bodies. They fell to the ground and rolled in pain, screaming and wailing. For a moment, the surroundings were like hell.

Then the wailing sound gradually subsided, and the reddish areas on the Yin Corpse's body were covered by a large area of scorched black. It seemed that the moisture in their bodies had evaporated, and soon they became a handful of coke, which dispersed in the wind.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jian Xiuyun felt a little chills in his heart, and he was a little more wary of the people around him.

To be able to achieve this step, this person's cultivation is at least in the distraction stage.

And because he injured the golden core before, his cultivation stagnated, and he was unable to break through for a long time. Five years later, he was still a Nascent Soul, a level lower than him.

What's more, he is still injured now, even if he is with Lin Liaoting, he is not this person's opponent.

Although this person had just helped them get rid of the Yin corpses, but before he knew his purpose, he couldn't rashly conclude that they were friends.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiuyun couldn't help but took a step back, trying to get some distance away, but the next second, the man grabbed his shoulders and pressed him into his arms again.

Jian Xiuyun was shocked again, before he could make a sound, his body suddenly flew into the air, and he was hugged by that person.

Jian Xiuyun really didn't like this posture, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he struggled vigorously, but the man's strength was too great, his arms were like iron hoops, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

The man didn't speak, but just looked down at him, his eyes fell on Jian Xiuyun's neck, faintly, but seemed to be hiding some emotion.

He hugged Jian Xiuyun even tighter, and comforted him: "Don't move, I'll take you to heal your injuries."

"No need!" Jian Xiuyun immediately refused, but the man didn't respond.

Seeing this, Lin Liao Ting hurried over and said angrily, "Who the hell are you? Put my master down!"

The man didn't seem to like Lin Liaoting, so he glanced at him coldly, tapped his toes, and a black long sword appeared out of nowhere, and he stood up with Jian Xiuyun, and quickly disappeared before Lin Liaoting's eyes.

Lin Liaoting was stunned by his operation, and hurriedly called out the saber, but it was still too late.

The man was nowhere to be seen.

The Yin Corpse has been destroyed, and there is no need to exercise power at this moment, the corpse poison in the body is running much slower, and Jian Xiuyun's complexion has also improved a little, but his head is still a little dizzy.

Along the way, he was tightly controlled by the man. He knew that the struggle in this state was meaningless, and he couldn't run away at all, so he simply relaxed his body, thinking that since it came, he would be at ease. Although he still couldn't figure out the identity of this person, Jian Xiuyun didn't feel the killing intent from him.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally stopped holding him.

Although he couldn't break free, it was still possible to turn his head, so as soon as he stopped, Jian Xiuyun immediately turned his head and began to look around, and then saw the yard in front of him.

This looks like a small farmyard. The yard is surrounded by a low fence wall. Hibiscus and daisies are planted beside the low wall. A two-story bamboo hut stands in the middle, which is very delicate. There are two ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the yard, facing each other from a distance. Under one of the trees is a set of round tables and chairs made of stone, and a set of white jade tea sets are placed on it.

The yard is not big, but it looks very livable.

The man carried him into the room, went straight to the mahogany bed with carved dragon pattern and moon frame on the side of the wall, and put him down gently.

As soon as Jian Xiuyun got rid of his control, he immediately sat up, but unexpectedly, he moved too violently and felt dizzy again.

"Don't move." The man shouted softly, and then Jian Xiuyun's body was held down.

Then the man sat down along the edge of the bed, raised his hand to caress the injury on the side of his neck, his eyes were deep and unpredictable.

"The corpse poison must be sucked out as soon as possible." The man's voice was faint, but somehow hoarse.

Jian Xiuyun was stunned, and then reminded with some embarrassment: "In fact, it is also a way to cut a hole with a knife to release the poisonous blood..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

He was anchored.

Jian Xiuyun:? ?

Before he could react, he saw the man in front of him suddenly leaning over and slowly leaning towards his neck.

A smile seemed to flash across his lips, but before Jian Xiuyun could see it clearly, his head had already reached the side of his neck.

The warm breath sprayed on the ears, itching, although she couldn't see it, Jian Xiuyun still keenly felt that her ears should be red.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed, and the air began to thicken.

There is a window on the wall on the right side, and it is opening outward at this time, with the wind blowing in from the outside, you can also see the bright moonlight outside here.

Jian Xiuyun's throat moved slightly, and he moved his gaze to the side in embarrassment, looking at the moon outside the window in a daze.

What is going on here

Who is this person? Even though he didn't know him, his attitude towards him was so strange.

In a daze, a slight tingling pain came from his neck, and he realized that the man's lips had been pressed against his wound at some point, and he gently pressed his tongue against his wound, and licked it lightly as if to comfort him, then he pressed his lips and teeth hard, Started to help him suck out the corpse poison.

Jian Xiuyun only felt that something was being sucked away along the wound, his head felt as if he lacked oxygen, he felt dizzy for a while, his body fell back weakly, and was soon held in his arms.

Too strange.

Kan Wenxiao wanted to stop him, but he couldn't move or speak.

He could only be held in the arms of a stranger like a puppet, gently helping him detoxify.

Obviously there is no need to do this!

I don't know whether it was blood loss or being stimulated, Jian Xiuyun's eyes were covered with a vast whiteness, as if being covered with a layer of white cloth.

Gradually, the white cloth changed, and suddenly such a picture emerged.

The injured boy was half lying down, with a cold expression, half resisting, half embarrassing, while he was half kneeling on the ground, sucking out the poisonous blood from the boy's shoulder.

The memories that had been deliberately forgotten were like water breaking a bank, gushing out so suddenly, occupying his mind again with the force of heaven and earth shattering.

The shattered shadow condensed into a person in front of him again.

That was his little apprentice, Kan Wenxiao.

Jian Xiuyun remembered that she deliberately punished him, punished him to cut trees and push rocks, and lied to him that this was a cultivation method specially formulated for him. Wen Xiao pushed him out at the last moment, and then died there himself.

Bit by bit, bit by bit.

Although they didn't get along for too long in this life, there are unexpectedly many memories that can be recalled, and all the things that made him miserable in the previous life, after he left, actually faded a bit.

Sure enough, death can dissolve many things.

For some reason tonight, these memories suddenly rushed out together, rolling in his heart like waves, making him restless.

Jian Xiuyun's eyelids were half closed, and his slender eyes were slightly absent-minded. In a trance, the name he thought of was whispered, "... Wen Xiao."

The lips against his neck suddenly stopped at this call, and the arms around him also tightened.

Jian Xiuyun was a little out of breath from being strangled, and just about to frown, he heard the strange voice above suddenly answer, "Hey."