There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 48 Resurrected from the Dead

Chuanwu smiled wryly.

I also feel that my thoughts don't make sense.

She is nothing, not even qualified to die under Master's blunt knife.

It's all because of her being selfish. He looked down on her, and never regarded her as someone from the mountain god's residence.

She is more like... a stray cat taken in by Master.

The night wind was gentle, Ning Meng fell asleep on the steps, Chuan Wu sat on the side, looking at the evening stars, wondering when his body would wake up again.

I don't know when she will be able to become an upright fairy, the kind of fairy who will never be looked down upon when others discuss important matters, and will ask your opinion, have her own little life.

A swing emerged from the dark blue sky, on which a girl was swinging freely.

Master will ask, Chuanwu, do you agree?

Chuan Wu, what do you think?

Chuanwu, do you think this is appropriate?
The master regards her as a member of the mountain god's mansion, and she doesn't know and has no way of knowing the other people.

After a long night, when Chuan Wu came back from the outside, Master had already woken up.

The moonlight covered the starlight, and the star was slightly dim.Master did not turn on the lamp, and sat alone in the dark.

"Master..."

Chuan Wu called out to Master in his heart, walked gently in front of Master, and sat down on the shoe platform.

The master seemed to be a different person when he came back. The previous decisive and sharp temperament was much less, replaced by a kind of melancholy.

The high hair crown was removed, and the master just casually pulled a bun behind his head, pinning it obliquely with a pure black hairpin.

Chuan Wu looked up at the master, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his hanging hair, but suddenly saw a drop of water dripping from the tip of the master's nose.

Feeling a little numb in her heart, she looked at the crystal teardrop and was at a loss.

Zhulong put her pot on his lap, looked at the fragile grass, and gently touched her stretched leaves with his fingertips. There was infinite tenderness in his eyes. After a long silence, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at the green grass leaves. Gently drop a kiss.

It's like a butterfly staying on her for a second, and it's like the first drop of rain hitting her after a long drought.

Starting from the forehead, a lightning-like feeling spread throughout the body, and suddenly disappeared as if it had never existed.

Master, this is... Do you like her?
Chuanwu couldn't believe it was true.

Rather than saying that Master likes her, she is more willing to believe that Master is sleepwalking in the middle of the night, or has hallucinations after eating poisonous mushrooms.

Zhulong didn't say a word, the huge flowerpot seemed a bit small in his taller hands.

Holding the flowerpot, Zhulong stood up and walked slowly to the window.The moonlight slanted down from the window lattice, casting a carved shadow on the slightly sharp profile of the master.

Chuanwu also walked to the window, the moonlight passed through her body, and still fell on the corner of Shizun's clothes.

This may be the last time he and she will see each other.

She was still sleeping, and he couldn't say goodbye to her properly.Maybe the next time I wake up, the world has changed, and there will be no more candle dragons in the world.

This little guy is heartless, maybe he won't remember the people and things in Shanshen Mansion by then, right?
... It's okay if you don't remember, and it will save you a lot of trouble.

Chuan Wu wanted to hug Master, but when he stretched out his hand, it passed through his body.

She suddenly remembered that when she was in the golden wheel hidden realm, she frantically found a way out, but his soul stood aside and watched the joke.

It's really annoying, Master always has such bad tastes, the boss is not young, and he likes to hide in the dark and play tricks on people.

Now it's his turn to be in the light, and she is in the dark, right?Chuan Wu pouted, and let go of the hand that was trying to grab him.

"Chuanwu, after I leave, you will live in this Yunmengze obediently... You used to say that there are too many elves in Liyuan, you are always bullied, and sometimes you can't even drink water."

"Yunmengze is full of grass, no one can bully you, Yunmengze is full of water, you can drink to your full, Yunmengze..."

The master stopped talking suddenly in the middle of speaking.

A shiny object hit the leaf of Chuanwu.

He wasn't just mourning their parting, he was more blaming himself for his incompetence.

If it was the Candle Dragon of the past, even a year ago, a small grass, he would be able to give her a few lifetimes of security without even lifting a finger.

But now he can't do it.

Everyone admires the great mountain god. The mountain god is omnipotent. The mountain god is immortal. The majesty and strength of the mountain god have indeed brought him a lot of glory and confidence.

He has never been so weak as he is today.

For a blade of grass, he couldn't bring her back to life in an instant, he couldn't wake her up immediately, he couldn't even bring her by his side, he could only act like a wimp, trying his best to find a safe place for her to recuperate.

In the past, he looked down on the weak, and only the mountain god was the only one in the world. Everything and everything depended on his protection.

For the mountain gods, all are weak.

But since he met her, he is no longer the only strong one. There is someone who stands side by side with him on the top of the mountains, and this lifeless person is Chuan Wu.

This mountain spirit, on the surface, respects the mountain god and obeys his orders.However, her soul, her personality, was equal to his.

She is as tall as he is.He is her master, but in terms of personality, he is just an ordinary independent person like her.

She will complain, make noise, write her unhappiness on her face, resist his decision, and think independently.

All her actions are essentially for herself. She respects the Mountain God's Mansion and those who are stronger than her, but she never thinks of flattery.

She's on her own, she's dismissive.

Zhulong appreciates her disdain. Although he often quarrels because of disagreements, he still thinks that she is a unique grass made by Daewoo.

But when he had the power of trillions of years, he never felt how precious and rare this power was. He even hated these natural divine powers that can be obtained without a little effort.

Now that he has someone he wants to protect, these divine powers that he once despised are about to disappear.

Not only the divine power, but even him will disappear.

The ridiculous thing is that he only realized it now, and it was too late to seize the last bit of time.

Mocking fate at the pinnacle of fate, only to find that he is also powerless to resist when he is stepped on by fate.

When he had invincible divine power, he hated power, but when he needed power most, power gradually abandoned him day by day uncontrollably.

He can no longer protect anything he wants to protect...

Another huge teardrop hits the flowerpot.

It turns out that such a powerful and arrogant master will shed tears in the face of powerless reality...

Chuanwu didn't know how to comfort him, and when he raised his hand, he found that his transparent skin was slightly glowing.

The moonlight was drawn into thin silver rays one after another, slowly wrapping her from head to toe.

At this time, Zhulong also noticed the abnormality around him, and when he turned around, a slim girl was being weaved by the moonlight little by little.

Zhulong couldn't believe his eyes, until the girl's eyes opened, and that beautiful and delicate face was fully revealed, and the moonlight faded away from her skin inch by inch.

The young girl is naked, full-grown, her snowy skin is as smooth as cream, and her whole body is slightly transparent, like a lychee that has just been peeled.

Zhulong stared blankly at the girl who had come back from the dead, and forgot to dodge for a while.

"Ah-!!!"

Chuan Wu lowered his head, and found that he was naked and had no place to hide his shame. He was so frightened that his face paled and he screamed sharply.

Zhulong came to his senses amidst the screams, and quickly turned his back, his ears blushing.

"My seat... I didn't see anything..." Zhulong stammered, his ears were so red that he was about to bleed.

"You still say!" Chuanwu scolded in a crying voice, and wrapped himself in the curtain in a panic, tightly wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis.

"No..." Zhulong wanted to defend himself, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that such a pale explanation would only get darker and darker, so he simply said nothing.

"Bring me a dress."

This little elf just woke up and used him as a servant girl.

But that's all, so what if I serve her as a servant girl?With her appearance, she couldn't get it by herself.

While covering his eyes with his sleeve, Zhulong stepped backwards, stumbled to the front of the table, spent a lot of effort to clumsily unfasten the dead button, didn't dare to look at it, and threw one to Chuan Wu.

A coat as thin as cicada's wings fell on Chuanwu's head, and when he looked closely, he was suddenly out of breath.

"Candle Dragon! Big Bad Dragon! Did you mean it?"

She had so many clothes, but deliberately used this see-through gauze dress for her naked, Chuan Wu felt offended.

"what?"

"See for yourself how to wear this?"

Chuan Wu was furious, picked up the see-through clothing and threw it in front of him.

Ok……

Zhulong's face turned red and turned white, it's true...he was speechless.

He kept apologizing repeatedly, but couldn't help but want to think in his mind, what if she put it on?she put on...

Afraid of being scolded, this time I specifically felt the fabric, it was cloth, thick cloth, and then carefully handed it over.

"It's more or less the same." Chuan Wu shyly stretched out a snow-white arm to take it, "Carry it on your back, no peeking!"

"I haven't seen anything before? I'm so self-indulgent." Zhulong's mouth was stiff, but his body turned around sincerely, and he closed his eyes obediently.

The little mountain spirit appeared too suddenly, and the joy of being resurrected from the dead was slow to be felt, like crisp spring water thawing and flowing slowly.

The night is quiet, and a sprig of epiphyllum by the window exudes a long fragrance. The delicate and transparent petals open one after another, revealing the bright yellow stamens in the center, with a drop of night dew, "tick" falling on the table.

"I'm ready!"

Chuanwu's crisp voice came to his ears, and Zhulong slowly opened his eyes. The girl was wearing a plain linen dress, with a small waist like a willow branch tied at the waist, and thin vines with green buds spiraled up along the edge of the skirt. , gradually disappears at the junction of the neckline.

The girl's eyes were as bright as washed, her thin crescent moon eyebrows lay on the thick eyelashes like distant mountains, her cheeks were flushed and tender, her neck was long and thin, her shoulders were thin, and her chest was full.

She seems... more beautiful than before.

The baptism of the moonlight and the infiltration of dragon's blood made the once shriveled and thin figure as charming as a flower bud. The girl's long hair shawls, and a few strands of hair fly out of her ears, adding a bit of playfulness to her gentleness out of thin air.

"Hey! Master!"

Chuan Wu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Master's eyes.

Only then did Zhulong come back to his senses, his face sank, and he put on his usual serious face again.

"What's the matter?"

Candle Dragon frowned.

"Master, I'm alive again, I'm alive! Did you see that I'm unhappy?"

Chuan Wu jumped up and down excitedly in front of his eyes.

"generally."

Zhulong muffled out two words and turned his head away from her.

She knew he was happy, he was even happier than her, he was so happy that he wanted to fly around the cabin a few times.

I was crying just now, but now I'm not happy anymore.

"Men are duplicity."

Chuanwu folded his arms, blowing on the few hairs that were drooping at the tip of his nose, with a small look of complacency.

"You!" Zhulong was speechless, simply flicked his long sleeves, and sat down on the couch again.

"Master, are you going to Nanshan Realm tomorrow? I'll hurry up and pack my luggage." Chuan Wu seemed to be fine, life and death had nothing to do with her.

Open the package and check the luggage very skillfully.

"You...don't need to go."

Zhulong hesitated to speak, and refused.

"I'm already alive." Chuanwu was puzzled.

"I don't need to go if I live."

"why?"

"It's a burden that will only hinder the legs. If you go, it will only be a disservice. Are you going to die once and let me spend a lot of effort to save a useless mountain spirit?"

Chuanwu was stunned when he heard this, but didn't answer.

Zhulong realized that he was too excited when he spoke just now. He was afraid that he would hurt her, and he was afraid that she would not give up. He softened his tone and added:

"You don't have to go, this is not a discussion, but an order."

Chuan Wu stared at him and his eyes were red:
"So... why did you shed tears just now?"

Reluctant to part with her, she shed tears secretly by herself. She was alive and wanted to drive her away again.

Zhulong never thought that this little mountain spirit reunited before he knew it, and could see all his actions.

"When I was fighting with Jinwu, I was stabbed in the eye." Candle Dragon casually found an excuse in a panic.

"Do you think this seat will cry for you? What a joke."

Zhulong sneered, but these words pierced Chuanwu's heart like a knife.

Yes, she is indeed self-indulgent.

She naively thought that the mountain god Candle Dragon would take pity on a little mountain spirit, and she naively thought that after walking so many roads together, they would have some emotional concerns anyway.

who is he?Zhulong, he is the mountain god Candlelong, if he shows you a good face, do you think he is in love with you?

Chuanwu suddenly felt that he was a clown singing a one-man show.

"Do you understand?" Candle Dragon asked in the dark.

"don't know."

Chuan Wu sniffed, and replied with red eyes.

"This seat said, from now on, you don't have to..."

A small, soft thing crashed into his arms, and his mouth was covered by a cold little hand.

Zhulong suddenly became stiff, fixed in place like a big log, his heartbeat accelerated, and he was inexplicably out of breath.

The little thing in his arms took his hands away from his mouth, wrapped his arms around his waist, and arched into his arms again.

He had never been hugged like this before, his heart almost melted, when he lowered his head, the top of his furry head only reached half of his chest.

Chuan Wu hid in that generous chest, with a nasal voice that had just cried, and said softly:

"You kissed me secretly, I saw it all."

　Damn, it's annoying to be full of classes every day. Doesn't the teacher who arranges the class know that college students are easy to die?Woooooo(┯_┯) I must make some achievements in the future, otherwise it would be a pity, every word here is my precious youth

　　
　
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