This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 95 Passionate but always ruthless, I feel like I can’t laugh (13)

He knelt down and carefully rubbed the back of the immortal's hand with the tip of his nose as he did when he was a child, and said in a low voice: "Master, I miss you very much."

Shen Yue was not speaking, but his expression was a little doting.

The man's sexy Adam's apple slid slightly, and his lips brushed Shen Yue's fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

After all the disciples were asked questions, they dispersed. Only Jiang Ling, the eldest disciple, stayed.

Shen Yue also took Rong Hua back to the Zinc Qing Palace. The footsteps behind her stopped, and Shen Yue turned her head in confusion.

Rong Hua lowered his head and looked at the fingers holding the hem of his clothes, his gloomy brows softened, and his big hand closed around the girl's fingers.

He whispered to Shen Yue: "Master, she is Yin Jing. Without her, my disciple may not be able to return safely."

The blindfolded immortal pursed her thin lips, and Yin Jing raised her eyes cautiously. She had not dared to raise her head just now. Although her temperament was more lively, she was the one who shamelessly followed the Qingyun Sect, which had changed her greatly. I have the courage and dare not look at it at all.

But she still couldn't help but be curious about Shen Yue. She had never heard Rong Hua mention his master, but only occasionally mentioned it from other disciples. When they mentioned this immortal, they spoke with excitement and respect.

The white-robed immortal's eyes were covered with white cloth, his face was as white as jade, and his eyebrows were cold and noble. He seemed to be aware of her gaze and turned towards her.

Yin Jing took a breath.

"Yin Jing is homeless and has nowhere to go. I want to place her in Zinc Qing Palace. Master, what do you think?" The man was cautious, as if he was afraid that she would not agree.

Shen Yue lowered her eyebrows and said without much expression: "It's up to you."

In fact, Shen Yue didn't really like strangers entering her territory, but Rong Hua seemed to care about her, so Shen Yue just let them go. After all, this child's temperament was too gloomy, so it was good to have someone to accompany her.

Rong Hua knew that his master liked purity, but he only talked about it on the surface. Who would have thought that his master would actually agree, and an unbearable anger surged up.

How could Master agree? Isn’t Master the most principled and cold-blooded person?

The man's dark eyes stared at the girl's face, which was flushed with excitement, and his fingers hanging by his side slowly clenched tightly.

Shen Yue sent a disciple to take Yin Jing down to settle down, and she led Rong Hua to the main hall.

The immortal in white had his back to him, his figure was like a pine tree, and his back alone made people feel unattainable.

Rong Hua just watched quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Rong Hua was stunned when his head was lightly touched twice, staring blankly at Shen Yue.

"Growing taller."

Shen Yue sighed a little, she was actually very tall, but Rong Hua seemed to be half a head taller than him, and seemed to be growing longer.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, a body of scorching body temperature was attached to her wrist, holding her tightly.

The man rubbed her hand dependently, like a child begging for candy.

"Master, please touch me more."

Shen Yue was attracted by his soft voice, but she still looked indifferent on the surface and allowed him to move.

Rong Hua finally felt a sense of belonging, and his restless heart finally settled down.

He sighed with satisfaction, "Master."

Shen Yue said softly: "Let me see what progress you have made this time."

Putting her fingertips on his forehead, Shen Yue looked for a moment and frowned slightly, but it was quickly smoothed away.

Shen Yue organized her words: "In general, you are pretty good."

Yes, Shen Yue gave him the highest praise. His aura only had a thin layer, and it was scattered and pitiful. It could be said that he had not made any progress at all.

There are two possibilities.

Either the talent is too poor and there is no chance of cultivating immortality at all. With this kind of physique, no matter how hard one tries, it will be useless and there will be no progress.

Another possibility is that the meridians are blocked and you are born useless. If you practice forcefully, you are likely to suffer backlash.

No matter which possibility it is, the situation is not optimistic.

Shen Yue's heart sank, and she calmly felt Rong Hua's pulse.

Rong Hua just raised his eyebrows. He knew very well what his abilities were.

He is a waste.

The smile on Rong Hua's face faded, and he lowered his eyes to see clearly the emotions inside.

"Master, I know what I am like."

Shen Yue was stunned. She wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She just patted the man's shoulder gently.

There was silence for a while, and the cold voice disturbed Rong Hua's mind.

"Master is here."

Rong Hua has been by Shen Yue's side since he came back, like a little tail, as if he wants to make up for the time before.

The only places where Master often stays are the dormitory and study hall.

Snowflakes were floating in the air, and the tall and slender man was wielding a sword. Snowflakes fell on his black hair, and the cold wind blew the corners of his plain white and clean clothes.

His movements were casual and sharp, and his white figure almost blended into the snowflakes.

"Ahua."

Rong Hua stopped and looked doubtfully at the girl who had been standing aside for a long time.

Yin Jing had some snowflakes on her body, but she still had a faint smile on her face: "Ahua, you have been practicing for almost a day, please take a rest."

Rong Hua just shook his head and continued his actions.

Rong Hua stopped when it got dark, with sweat breaking out on his smooth forehead.

He put away his sword and turned around to find that Yin Jing was still standing there, with a slight frown on her eyebrows: "Why are you still standing here? Didn't you see it's still snowing? What should I do if I catch a cold? Your health is not good to begin with."

After saying that, he walked up to Yin Jing and gathered her hair that was blown away by the wind.

A fragrance drifted across the tip of her nose, and before Rong Hua could react, someone gently wiped her forehead.

Yin Jingzai carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, and she couldn't help but feel funny when she saw that he still looked dazed.

"I just see that you are working too hard and want to accompany you, and I am also very bored." The girl spoke softly, and her clear and smart eyes gave people a soft and clean feeling.

Rong Hua looked at her, his stern face slightly warmed, touched her hair, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yin Jing hugged Rong Hua's arm intimately, raised her head and said with a smile: "I've been hungry for a long time, I've been waiting for you to say this!"

"You can talk to me."

"No, I want to eat with you."

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Jiang Ling is very popular in the sect, not only because of his good qualifications and senior brother, but also because of his cheerful and gentle temperament. After this experience, he has become more reserved and unpredictable.

After they finished eating, Rong Hua did not leave, but asked Yin Jing to leave first, and he went to the dining room alone.

He personally selected the ingredients and started making the soup. He hadn't made the soup for a long time and his technique was still very unfamiliar.

After several attempts, the taste was not satisfactory. It was not until the sky began to darken that he finally made the most satisfying bowl of soup.

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