Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Shen Yi struggled on the ground for a while, then stood up.

He covered his heart, only to feel a faint pain in his internal organs.

This is not the first time he was beaten to vomit blood, but maybe it was because of going to the sword washing pond during the day, this time it was particularly unbearable.

Shen Yi supported the wall and moved back to his house step by step, and lay back on the bed.

After removing the disguise of the day, a gloomy look appeared on his face.

No one in this place welcomes him, Shen Yi knows this.

But he can't leave here, if he leaves this place, he has nowhere to go.

Shen Yi looked at his hand.

After soaking in the sword washing pool for a day, the wound on his hand has been soaked white.

Shen Yi gritted his teeth and suppressed all his thoughts.

I can't think about it anymore, I have to climb the stairs to pick tea tomorrow, and I must have a good rest in the evening.

With this kind of thought, Shen Yiqiang closed his eyes, but I don't know whether it was hurt too badly or because he was too tired today. His body was very tired, but he was very spirited.

Shen Yi tried to fall asleep, and after a while, he keenly heard that the door of the room was opened.

Shen Yi wanted to raise his eyelids to see who it was, but finally thought about it but endured it.

This is at Izumo Peak, not far away is his master's residence, no one in the world would have the courage to come here to go wild.

Maybe it was his two senior brothers, playing pranks while he was asleep.

Shen Yi could only comfort himself so much.

After a while, he smelled a good smell.

First there was a little bit of aroma, and then this bit of aroma turned into a slight bitterness, but the bitterness was very mild.

It is the taste of Izumo tea.

There are very few people in the entire Izumo school who can drink Izumo tea. This kind of tea that only grows on the peak of Izumo Peak has always been qualified to enjoy it only by the elders of the door.

Is it possible...

Shen Yi's heart suddenly slowed by half a beat.

What does his master want to do to him? Will you slap him to death while he is in his sleep?

When Shen Yi guessed wildly, he felt that there were slender fingers against his forehead. The fingertips of the man were as cold as a person, but the aura from her fingertips was warm.

Those spiritual energy walked along his veins and healed his dark wounds a little bit.

After her finger was removed, the meridians that were disrupted by Shen Yi today because of her wave of hand have all returned to their place, and the uncomfortable chest has also become smooth.

Lie down quietly, and when the door rang and his master had left, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of dark thoughts in his eyes.

Why is the master who has always been fascinating with him... actually came to his room today and used spiritual power to sort out the meridians for him?

Shen Yi frowned.

After all, he is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Even though he has gone through so many chilling things here, he still couldn't help thinking more in his heart.

In the past, he often fell asleep when he came back from vomiting blood, so he never knew what happened afterwards.

Shen Yi touched his forehead, only that the cold touch on his forehead seemed to be still there.

Could it be...every time he was beaten to vomit blood, his master would quietly come to heal him?

But doesn't his master hate him the most? He was often punished to wash the sword pond, and every day he was asked to climb the heavens to extract cloud tea, piled pieces, when recalling this master, there was only hatred in Shen Yi's heart, no nostalgia.

Why does she come here today?

Shen Yi fell into a daze.

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