There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 20 Thousands of trials and tribulations, dust settled, tossing and turning, love is hard to say

"At that time, I was in a hurry. They killed Tianqiong and then burned us to death, so I took revenge..."

Chuanwu said embarrassingly.

"Besides, aren't gods not allowed to fight with humans, use spells in the world, let alone kill people? Master, you..."

Following Chuanwu's timid eyes, Zhulong saw the Seventh Prince who was living on the wall.

"Ordinary mortals, of course, shouldn't take human life lightly, but he? Hmph, he deserved his death."

Zhulong snorted coldly, since Chuanwu refused to kill him, he could only kill him one more time.

The Seventh Prince's eyes widened. This time, he changed his way of death, directly wringing his neck, and died more quickly.

Chuanwu froze in place, not daring to answer

"You can't see the light above his head. You think he's just a ridiculous prince addicted to wine and sex."

"Light?"

Candle Dragon flicked his sleeves, calming down and said:
"Every mortal has a kind of light. Ordinary people are mostly light gray, and good people are white. But he is already black and unremarkable, and he still puts on a sanctimonious appearance. He is harmful to the world and deserves to die. gone."

"This rampant Seventh Prince is treacherous, adulterous, and commits all kinds of evil. Behind him, I don't know how many innocent people died because of him, and I don't know how many virtuous people will be killed in the future."

The master folded his arms and walked in front of the seventh prince, and gently opened his clothes.

Crashing gold knives and silver corners are scattered all over the place, each piece is exquisite and priceless.

"Even the hidden weapons are inlaid with gold and jade, he is afraid of death, he is lustful, and he is hypocritical - he stripped the people down to their bones and put them all on him!"

The master looked at the pearls and jades on the ground, kicked and cursed.

The Seventh Prince should have already died in the fire ten years ago, but whoever made a move and actually found him a scapegoat to keep him alive till now.

He usurped the eldest prince's crown prince while he was still alive, and then deceived the fatuous emperor to build a palace for him, allocate cities, and accept beautiful concubines.

Zhulong revealed all the crimes he committed during his lifetime.

"The red lotus finger pliers were also made by him?"

"It's not him. It's a black snitch..."

Chuan Wu only remembered that the Snitch was tall and powerful, but he couldn't remember his specific appearance.

"Have you ever met a snitch?"

"He wants to lighten me..."

"Frivolous you!"

"...but he didn't succeed! I resisted desperately and sold me to a brothel..."

"You still entered the brothel?"

"Being an oiran in a brothel..."

"Are you still an oiran?"

Master's face was so dark that it could drip ink.

The more Chuan Wu spoke, the softer his voice became, and he simply didn't dare to speak out later.

"Hmph, you have a lot of experience!"

The master opened a chair, sat down and poured himself a cup of strong tea, drinking it while calming down.

Chuan Wu pouted, and squatted listlessly on the foot bed where the shoes were placed, not saying a word.

"You...you didn't suffer, did you?"

After a long silence, Zhulong also calmed down a bit, realizing that he was too vicious just now, and he might scare the little elf again, and said softly.

"Except for some physical pain, there is nothing serious about it." Chuanwu smiled obediently.

"You must protect yourself at all times. Even if it's me today... even if it's your master who wants to force you to do this kind of thing today, you can't obey me. Do you hear me!"

"heard it."

"...It's not that I want to come here, I can't help it." Chuanwu muttered.

"What?" Master frowned again.

"It's nothing."

Chuanwu was too lazy to reason with him, and he wouldn't understand it.

With his innate divine power, he was the supreme mountain god from birth, how could he empathize with a small mountain spirit with such low spiritual power as her.

"Here."

Master seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, a hand appeared in front of her eyes, and in the palm lay a ring engraved with a dragon's head.

"This is my personal possession, it is a spiritual treasure, if you are in danger next time, I will save you."

Chuan Wu took the ring from the master, looked at it carefully, it was alive!

"How can a living thing be worn on the hand!"

Seeing that the dragon's beard moved, Chuan Wu blinked his eyes, and hurriedly dropped the ring and screamed.

"Why can't you wear it if you're alive? Forget it if you're stupid."

Master picked up the oolong ring, pulled Chuanwu's little paw, and slipped it into it.

The oolong ring would be adjusted according to the size of the wearer's finger. The ring, which was originally as thick as two fingers of hers, fit perfectly the moment it was put on.

"Hey, just right!"

Chuanwu smiled foolishly, fiddling with his two hands.

She had never heard of this novelty, let alone seen it.

Master has quite a few treasures. If she had known this, she would not have been bullied, beaten and scolded by others, and reduced to such a situation

Zhulong looked down at this heartless elf, and patted her on the head helplessly:

"Let's go, are you still reluctant to part with this palace?"

"But he..."

Chuan Wu hesitated and pointed at the Seventh Prince who was in the pool of blood, faltering.

"I will take care of the rest of the matter, you can leave with peace of mind."

The master naturally took her hand and pulled her out of the door, and the two of them disappeared into a wisp of green smoke.

One month later, a piece of earth-shattering news caused a sensation throughout the country. The much-anticipated Seventh Prince died suddenly in Qionghua City on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival.

The two white crows and Heisha who recommended the oiran lady suddenly exposed their dead bodies in the wilderness, and it is unknown who killed them.

Another month later, a fire broke out at Cuixiang Building at night. The fire was so fierce that it would never happen in a hundred years. The female relatives and drinkers in the building were all drunk.

This matter is very important and complicated, and no clues can be found, so the government has no way to start.

The case of Mid-Autumn Moon Night was designated as the first unsolved case in Qiongguo and recorded in the annals of history.

After the death of the Seventh Prince, the things he did in secret were exposed one by one, and more than 110 cronies were found behind the scenes.

Qionghua City changed overnight, and people panicked.

But they don't know that the "unknown" oiran lady Chuan Wu has already embarked on the road to find the Yuanshen with her teacher Zunxin.

Dongshan Jingjiaoyuan

But he said that after the oolong trouble in Qionghua City, Chuanwu was still in his usual appearance, he hugged and hugged, and he didn't take it to heart.

But Zhulong felt that there was something wrong with him.

When Fangfeng lost it, he lost it. Although he was concerned about it, he was not worried.He comforted himself because he was able to save himself from danger because of his high wind and force.

Chuanwu was lost, but he couldn't help missing him.

Although he is pure-hearted and ascetic, he is still a normal man. He knows that he has never had this kind of mentality before meeting this little mountain spirit.

Not seeing her, worrying about her safety, only when she is in front of him, at a distance that can be seen with just one glance, can he feel at ease.

When I saw her, I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with her, the words didn't follow my heart, and there seemed to be thorns in my mouth.

But seeing her angry, seeing her wronged, he was actually a little inexplicably happy.

He is out of order.

Yes, the current Zhulong is completely different from the Zhulong in the past tens of millions of years.

Others are still him, but the heart is not his.

It seems to be riding the wind, floating in the clouds, fluttering and refusing to fall.

It was also like falling ten thousand catties of copper and iron, and one place was always heavy and could not be closed, which made him uncomfortable.

Zhulong was sitting next to Chuan Wu, full of thoughts, but it was difficult to speak.

Master and apprentice are like father and son, and he is her master's master. He has other feelings for her, which is against ethics and human morality.

He didn't know how to explain his actions to the world, let alone how to confess his heart to Chuanwu.

It's not that he has never thought about what the person he will be with in the future will look like, and he has set thousands of rules to find a peerless lover.

But he doesn't know how to love, he doesn't know what love is.

He, Zhulong, was born to be the ruler of the heaven and earth, and his subordinates were in charge of various gods and gods, and they also had to protect the peace of the world.

His mission seems to have always been this way, he lives for all things, he has never had himself, let alone his own emotions and desires.

In the past, he had no place to return to, he saw everything indifferently, and saw everything with compassion, but he didn't know when this little mountain spirit disturbed his heartstrings, making him unpredictable and having trouble sleeping and eating.

Zhulong lowered his eyes and secretly looked at the oolong ring on Chuanwu's hand, which was something he was born with.

The spiritual oolong was with him when he was born from heaven and earth, and he once regarded it as a part of his body and never separated it.

But when he heard from her about snitches in black and flower boats in brothels, he was more terrified than her, and he just wanted to quickly give her a defense, so that no one else could touch her.

Zhulong was uneasy, and he didn't know where the uneasiness came from. It was a matter of course that he wanted to give her this oolong ring, and let the sleeping oolong in the ring guard her on his behalf.

What if I told her this idea?
Zhulong suddenly had an absurd idea, but he didn't dare to implement it, and he didn't even dare to imagine it.

Chuan Wu once said that she is still young, has not yet developed a love root, and will not talk about love with anyone.

She just wants to concentrate on cultivation and become like the disciples in the Mountain God's Mansion, who will protect the Quartet and live out her own value.

If you tell her, it's just to scare her. With her temperament, she will definitely listen to her master Cang Zhu, blame herself, doubt, or run away coldly.

When she walked with him, she lost her freedom, and she had to avoid the suspicion of master and apprentice, which only pushed her further and further away.

It is good to push further and further away, to stop the mistakes that may be made in the future from the source, and to solve the embarrassment in the future from the source.

But he was unwilling, he asked himself, he didn't want to push her away.

He is willing to stay with her, even if he is no longer looking for the soul, he is willing to bicker with her or do something useless.

But now is not the time to talk about love, Yingyingyanyanyan, Pangu Continent has been peaceful for trillions of years, and a catastrophe is brewing.

The fierce dragon is about to appear, he has his responsibility and mission to stop this catastrophe, but the price is that he returns to chaos.

If he left, what would she do if she was left alone?
At that time, the Mansion of the Mountain God had no leader, so it had to go through a big change. With Cang Zhu's upright, stubborn and simple character, he might not be able to win in this change.

If there is no Cang Zhu to protect her, and he dies again, what should she do with the name of deceiving her master and destroying her ancestors?
- Never let this happen, never!
This little elf was supposed to live a relaxed and happy life, but he was involved in the prelude to this inexhaustible catastrophe by accident that day, and she was suffering pain that she shouldn't have endured.

He is ashamed of her, and he can't appeal this affection to her. This love that should not have arisen can only remain motionless in his heart like a bluestone at the bottom of a pool, sinking heavily, never seeing the light of day.

Sitting on the side, Chuanwu didn't notice anything unusual about the master, only that he had spoken very little after he walked out of Qionghuacheng.

Maybe it took too much energy to save her?Or did he miss Master Fangfeng too much?

For a person as powerful as Master, it doesn't matter what she thinks about, she just needs to do her own thing with peace of mind, and avoid getting scolded.

"Hey, master, drink some water."

Chuan Wu handed over a tea bowl.

"Well. Let it go."

Zhulong stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl, and his eyes rested on those white and moist fingers again.

Now his mind is full of entanglements, and his heart is no different from those wanderers.

His heart is full of her, his mind is full of her, he dare not speak or look at her.

I'm afraid that what I think in my heart will come out of my mouth and overflow from my eyes.

"Master, are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing the seriousness on Master's face, Chuan Wu cautiously raised his head and said concernedly.

"cough……"

Zhulong coughed and turned his face away, unwilling to meet her gaze.

A cool hand stroked his forehead.

"It's normal to touch, it doesn't seem like you're infected with a disease."

Chuan Wu was puzzled, touched his forehead again, and said strangely.

"Who taught you this frivolity?"

Zhulong's face darkened, and he asked seriously again.

"I just care about..."

Chuan Wu was wronged and Baba explained.

Master always misunderstood her like this, as if everything she did was wrong and everything she did was stupid.

"If you mind, then I won't even touch a single corner of your clothes from now on, and I'll have to pay for your clothes."

Chuan Wu curled his lips, took the tea and left on his own.

This broken mouth...

Zhulong secretly regretted in his heart.

He has always been an all-powerful man, but now he speaks insincerely to a small mountain spirit, making people laugh when he says it.

Depressed, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, but the hot tea was sprayed all over the floor.

"It's ridiculous!"

Zhulong shook his hand angrily, threw away the teacup, and rushed back to the room angrily.

Then look at Manshu in the mountain god's mansion, who has been ill for several days, but he still doesn't get better.

The maid arranged by Cang Zhu is very good at taking care of her. She has profound skills, even if Shi Jue has some power, she is not lethal.

Manshu watched the fallen leaves fly away one by one outside the window, it was late autumn.

Seeing Manshu staring out of the window, the little fairy thought that the window was opened too wide, and hurriedly closed the window, lest Manshu catch a cold.

"Let's drive it!" Manshu said.

"It's cold in the late autumn night, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." The little fairy said.

"How about catching a cold? No one cares about it, so what are you afraid of?"

Manshu seemed to have a deeper meaning in his words, and secretly sighed.

I don't know whether to tell the fairy attendant or tell it to herself.

"Have you found the antidote for the Ten Absolute Swords yet?"

Lingyou hurried to Liufeng Palace and asked Cang Zhu hurriedly.

Cangzhu slightly frowned while critiquing the human book.

　A woman who has never been in love is describing the psychological activities of a man when he is in love. I am really outrageous. Let’s just watch it. Boys, I really tried my best. If there is something unreasonable, wait until when I fall in love. Come back after experience

　　
　
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