However, this "immortal master" whom Mu Xun longed for for a long time was completely different from his imagination. Not only did he almost never teach him useful skills, he also treated him as a slave.

What Mu Xun couldn't stand was that during the day after day, he also found that his master, who is famous, seemed to have been empty-handed. As an immortal, his true strength may not be as good as the elite disciples of the sect.

Even if the Demon King loses his memory, he is still full of pride and arrogance. This kind of so-called "immortal master" whose own strength is unconvincing and useless to him. Even his acting skills are so clumsy that he despises him, he naturally cannot bear it.

He was deceived consciously, and all his expectations and admiration turned into deep hatred and grew. However, what made him even more gritted his teeth was that even such a fool had far superior to him.

Mu Xun was originally a body of demon bones, but after losing his memory, he just entered the Immortal Sect. Even if his understanding is far beyond ordinary people, he could not make a big splash with those techniques that were almost completely incompatible with his own roots and bones.

However, the Demon King was the Demon King after all. Although he was in such an unfavorable situation, he still realized his own set of martial arts, reversed his meridians by himself, and achieved some success in his practice. However, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, and with Mu Xun's current strength, he naturally could not compare to the useless master whom he hated deeply.

During the years he spent in Lingcang Mountain, he pretended to be full of admiration for his master, and had no complaints about the harsh treatment of "Ling Lan", and was obedient on the surface.

Because "Linglan" wants to maintain his fairy-like image in front of outsiders, he will always pretend to behave when there are many people. Therefore, to the outside world, the two can be called "model masters and apprentices" who are kind and filial to the outside world.

However, Mu Xun's acting skills are more thoughtful than "Ling Lan", and he has achieved the consistency of "internal and external", deceived outsiders, and even "Ling Lan". In a subtle way, "Ling Lan" really thinks Mu Xun is an apprentice who obeys him. Occasionally, when there are no outsiders, he will pretend to be a master-disciple relationship with him to "show kindness". He thinks he is doing a good job.

However, Mu Xun felt more disgusting. He hid all his hatred in his heart. The sweeter he smiled on his face, the more poisonous the hatred in his heart.

This time I entered the Secret Realm of Gods and Surrender to find Yue Shenzhi, which was the turning point for the complete outbreak of these hatreds, and the status of the two was completely reversed.

After Ling Lan recalled the plot, he thought of the consequences of his miserable torture to death in the plot, and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm so scared."

Although he said he was afraid, he was excited in his eyes, and he could not see any fear at all.

The sheep voice "Mianmian" who was silently watching everything wanted to comfort the host, but when he saw Ling Lan's reaction, he immediately swallowed all the words of comfort.

In the Secret Realm of Shenshou, the four seasons are changing unpredictably. At this time, the sky outside the cave is cold and the wind is heavy and snow is heavy. The thin boy is forcing him to move forward, and one step is a deep snow pit. There is still a mottled dark red left in the snow pit, which is obviously injured. After several battles, his whole body is not as strong as he can.

However, he still protected the "Moon God Zhi" in his arms, and there was a few rays of excitement hidden in Mo Yuan's eyes.

The boy finally walked to the entrance of the cave. His pale face was frosty snow, but it did not hide the delicate features of his facial features. The whiteness of frosty snow contrasted the redness of his lips, and his black eyes were bright and vivid. He was clearly a beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth.

"Linglan" is extremely picky in choosing furnaces and cauldrons. In addition to its special physique, it must also have no appearance. Therefore, after so many years, only two "apprentices" have been selected.

Ling Lan looked at his face and said nothing.

Mu Xun held a small package wrapped in his clothes in both hands, no longer had those unexplained excitement in his eyes, his eyes were bright and bright, full of clear joy.

He looked at Ling Lan and a simple smile appeared on his lips, "Master, I have found Yue Shenzhi!"

In the opened bag, there was a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum. The Ganoderma lucidum was snow-white all over, and its brilliance was radiant, as if it was full of the moon, which was no different from the "Moon God Zhi" recorded in the ancient books in Linglan's memory.

The smile on the boy's face was not impurities, his eyes were burning, and when he smiled, there was even a shallow dimples on his cheeks. He was completely a simple boy looking forward to his master's praise, exquisite, cute and harmless.

He could not tell at all that he was giving poison to the person he hated.

It’s a pity that Ling Lan knew this plot completely. So he also knew that the “Moon God Zhi” held by Mu Xun was not just a elixir, but another poison that looked exactly the same as the Moon God Zhi—the Anti-Han Grass.

Once the anti-cold grass is taken, the higher the cultivation level, the deeper the backlash. The most serious one will even instantly break the tendons and veins, and blood will bleed to death. Before death, the taker will suffer from the pain of the heart-eating of thousands of ants, which will be extremely painful.

In the original plot, Mu Xun always pretended to be very well-behaved, and the original owner's body became weaker and weaker when the moon was approaching the full night. When the God-Subduing Secret Realm was opened, in addition to the danger of the secret realm itself, many people from both the good and the evil sects also came. In order to compete for the treasure, the situation can be said to be surrounded by wolves, which is very dangerous.

So, "Ling Lan" took "Yue Shenzhi" without thinking. Although he died of blood rupture, his whole body's cultivation was almost exhausted. After confirming that he had no power to resist, Mu Xun's true face was exposed.

While recalling the plot quickly, Ling Lan looked at the face in front of him without blinking - this extremely familiar face he had just seen before his death.

Why does this "Mu Xun" look the same as the little boy who stabbed him?

It's really hard to make him not angry with such a face.

[It is detected that the task object has a high hatred for the host. Please change your attitude, treat the task object more well, and never act impulsively!]

Ling Lan: Don’t worry, all my impulses and consequences are under control.

But if he can't get angry, the number of people who suffer may not be under his control.

Ling Lan stared at Mu Xun deeply, feeling that his whole body was filled with an aura that made his hands itchy.

"Master?" The little boy blinked his big eyes purely, and a light blush appeared on his face at the right time. With two pure dimples, he looked like a shy and innocent cute boy. "Why do Master look at me like this?"

Shy? Innocent? Haha.

If you like acting so much, my brother will accompany you and teach you by the way. If you want to be a fool, you will suffer a great loss.

Ling Lan took on his plays in a good manner and acted like a perfect master.

He reached out and touched his hand with great compassion, although he was still tied with a neat high ponytail, but the force of his touch was a little beyond control. His originally energetic hairstyle suddenly turned into a messy bird's nest in the wind under his hands.

As one of the two male protagonists, one of the major characteristics of Mu Xun is that he loves tranquility very much and has almost reached the level of paranoidness. This point has not changed until he later became the devil king.

There is a plot in the book that in a confrontation with the righteous path, Mu Xun, the moon-devouring demon king who had the upper hand, suddenly withdrew his moves and avoided it. The righteous path sect guessed that he would have an unexpected move, and he was very alert, but he just frowned and tied his hair again with an irritable expression...

The young demon king who always cared about hairstyles in the key battles could only silently endure the destruction of his hair by the vicious master. The gloom in his eyes surged and suppressed three, four, five, six, seven or eight times, and the corner of his mouth had to hold on to the "shy and simple" smile.

As an idol, Ling Lan actually agrees with his strict attitude towards his appearance, but he never stopped in his hands. He found that the little devil's maintenance skills were excellent, and his hair was very good, and he rubbed it a few extra hands.

After rubbing it with great affection, Ling Lan let go of his hand without feeling satisfied and sighed, "Silly disciple, do you need any reason to see you?"

He realized that maybe it might not be disgusting enough, so he said intimately, "What's more, Xun's teacher's name gave birth to such a symbol, so he naturally couldn't see enough."

"Ling Lan" occasionally hypocritically performs his image as a "good teacher", but because of his poor acting skills, his performance is always just a testament. In front of Mu Xun, who treats acting as a meal, his lethality is usually insufficient and he will be ridiculed by him behind his back.

But this time, Mu Xun slapped his forehead hard and felt something was wrong all over his body. He couldn't tell what it felt like, it was like disgusting, and something that was a little bit more undescriptive than disgusting.

But in short, if he hadn't maintained his character, he would almost want to take three steps back and stay away from this person who played in public.

Despite this, Mu Xun quickly recovered, the shyness on his face remained unchanged, and a hint of shyness was added to his smile. He did not accept Ling Lan's words, holding Ganoderma lucidum, and wanted to move the topic to "Moon God Zhi".

Years of dormant are about to usher in a turning point. No matter how enduring or calm it is, Mu Xun cannot be completely unurged.

However, Ling Lan did not let him go.

Mu Xun was holding the poisonous weed and wanted to pay tribute, but he slowly took out a white handkerchief and slowly wiped his fingertips, bit by bit, rubbing them very carefully, as if he had just touched something dirty.

No one likes to see others blatantly dislike themselves. They are currently very self-esteem, and Mu Xun, who has suffered countless rolling eyes because of wandering around the world for many years. Seeing Ling Lan's action, his eyes suddenly became darker.

Ling Lan seemed to have not noticed it again, and she sighed while wiping, "I remember when you knelt in front of the teacher, you were either sweat or dirt all over your body, like a dog rolling out of the mud," his tone turned to comfort, "Now under the guidance of the teacher, you are still as human as a human being."

He spoke naturally, but his words were full of belittlement. The more he said he was indifferent, the more he could feel that the people in his conversation were like cats and dogs, with a very casual attitude.

Mu Xun's hand holding Ni Hancao finally couldn't help but clench it tightly.

Mu Xun's experience of becoming a disciple is regarded as a good story by many people. However, for Mu Xun himself, this is a huge stain that he has been ashamed of throughout his life. Every time he is mentioned, he will recall those shameful and stupid memories. Even after becoming a demon, no one dares to mention this matter in front of him.

What's more, the person involved in that matter is still speaking in front of him with such a casual and casual attitude that in his eyes, he was a dog crawling out of the mud.

So unbearable and so ridiculous!

Mu Xun couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for the unforgettable glance of the past, he wouldn't have been so impulsive that in order to get the same opportunity as other famous disciples, he would have kowtowed all the eight hundred steps step by step, full of piety and enthusiasm.

Even though he kowtowed his head full of blood, he still thought of an immortal on the clouds like Lingyin Immortal Lord, he would definitely not like his embarrassed look.

So, he endured his physical discomfort and counted the cold weather. However, he carefully washed himself in the cold spring in the back mountain. He then carefully whispered a few short words to the dry old tree and repeated the tip of his tongue.

The excessive force made Mu Xun's mouth full of blood as blood as it was at that time. He seemed to have returned to the back mountain of that year and saw his once foolish self again.

How ridiculous he was born to be unable to cure his stutter, but he got better because of this most annoying person.

When he was chanting it until he didn't know how many times he was, he could finally say those words smoothly. What he was happy about was not that his illness was cured, but that he thought that if that person accepted him as his disciple, he would not be laughed at because his only disciple had this problem...

After so many years, Mu Xun is no longer a fool who was impulsive and ignoring the consequences. His scheming is getting deeper and deeper, and his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are hidden deeper.

However, today, his emotions were stirred up one after another, and it was all because of that person every time!

That stupidity, once, is enough.

Mu Xun closed his eyes. Everything was just an illusion of his young and ignorance.

Ling Lan didn't know how many ups and downs he had in his heart, but his forbearing and shameful expression made him feel happy both physically and mentally, and his anger also faded a little.

However, the male protagonist is worthy of being the male protagonist. He was so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven the moment before. In the blink of an eye, he became that shy and young apprentice again. Even the intense emotions that were turned into an emotional confession by his perfect acting skills:

"If it weren't for Master, Mu Xun would probably not even be a dog now. Master's recreation of Mu Xun, Mu Xun, forever, life, hard to forget!"

The last four words are read particularly strongly. The earnest words of this passage make the ignorant person cry, and are deeply moved by the touching love between master and disciple.

However, after this passionate confession, the moved apprentice eagerly brought a deadly poisonous weed for his master.

Ling Lan sighed, he is such a filial piety.

Ling Lan ignored the clever stopping prompt in his mind, slowly stretched his hand to "Yue Shenzhi". From the corner of his eyes, he saw those "simple and clear" eyes. As he slowly approached, a few irrepressible excitement was uncontrollable.

The impact of emotional ups and downs is still useful. Movie Mo, who was originally calm and dedicated to acting, has a lower grasp of emotions at this moment.

Tsk.

Ling Lan was very happy, so he planned to mercifully satisfy his disciple's only desire, so he could gain some short-term happiness in his dark life and make him feel comforted.

His hand stretched out very slowly, and he continued the movements that could be completed in this second several times. He was more like a tens of millions of times in his heart for a young man who had been scheming in his heart. Although he was excited, he was also tortured.

Torturing people makes people happy, and torture people with ex-boyfriends and enemies is even more exponentially happy.

Mianmian:...what is the promised comfort?

[The owner really shouldn't eat that thing, it's poisonous!]

Ling Lan: Don’t worry, I won’t eat it, but I want to confirm one thing first.

Seeing that the vicious Master was about to take away the poison, the slender and white hand stopped half a finger from Yue Shenzhi. Then he turned around and pinched Mu Xun's chin with one hand, forcing him to raise his head.

The warm fingertips touched his cold skin, which immediately brought a little trembling. Mu Xun was caught off guard and was directly hooked up by him.

At this time, a gust of wind passed, and three thousand black hairs rolled up, like splashing ink or silk, but more reckless than splashing ink, softer and more elegant than silk. Long black hair flew over the sharp eyebrows. Under the drooping eyelids, there were a pair of eyes that looked passionate but more affectionate at first glance. Deep in the eyes, it seemed that the most primitive and instinctive bewitching was condensed.

It was like being held by the demon claws that emerged out of thin air and the breathing of the whole body suddenly stopped, but it was impossible to develop a trace of reluctant resistance.

It seemed as if he suddenly lost the ability to think, his head was blank, but deep in his heart there was a burning heat that had been sleeping for a long time but was gushing out in an instant, which made Mu Xun's blood unconsciously start to boil.

Mu Xun was not confused for too long and soon reacted. However, this was too far beyond his previous understanding of "Ling Lan". Before he could think of how to react, Ling Lan's other hand finger began to slide down his cheek, like a winding snake.

The owner of Youshe said leisurely: "Good disciple, don't talk first."
Chapter completed!