There is something wrong with the Master (BL)

- chapter 36 -

"Master," the dew on Pei Yunshu's eyelashes dripped on the side of the face of the Wuwan Venerable, "Would you give it to the disciple?"

The Unforgettable venerable only felt cold all over his body, as if the cold wind howled from his body, and his fingers were frozen and stiff. The edge of life and death, as if from life to death, and then from death to rebirth.

He gradually regained his sobriety and sanity, and his eyes were indifferent. He just looked into Pei Yunshu's eyes, but the pain was buried deep under the floating ice.

"There are many demons locked in that tower," said Wu Wang, "The most recent ones locked in are a dragonfly and a fox."

Pei Yunshu's hand hooked on the neck of the Immortal venerable trembled. He still wanted to speak, but the next moment he was carried to the shore by Shizu. Shizu was wet all over, and his black hair was scattered behind him in embarrassment. He only had a face as cold as frost, and the dust like an immortal.

The water on his body slipped from his clothes, and the water on his hair was also sucked away by his clothes. The cold wind in the forest was steep, but Pei Yunshu's face was unusually red.

His face is thin, and only a little redness will be dyed from the side of his face to the corners of his eyes, and the white jade-like ear tips will be dyed.

Shizu was soaked in ice water, looked at him on the shore, and suddenly a wisp of blood overflowed from his lips.

He closed his eyes and said to Pei Yunshu, "If you want this tower, exchange it for something else."

The blood slipped down his nin. Pei Yunshu took out a wet handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it off for him little by little. His every move was endless meticulous and gentle. "What does the master want?"

Shizu's cold lips opened a few times. He took a deep look at Pei Yunshu, but said, "It's up to you."

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Pei Yunshu was held by his master and sent back to the room.

His burning spirit had disappeared, and the water stains on his body were driven away. The master gently put him on the bed. When he went, he held Pei Yunshu's still trembling hand, but now he was as stable as an iron palm.

After he left, the room was quiet again. Pei Yunshu got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

The water is more comfortable than the cold pool. Pei Yunshu didn't take off his clothes, so he sank to the bottom of the pool with his eyes closed. He didn't know what to think about.

When Qingyue Jian couldn't help poking him in the water, he came to his senses and got up from the water.

What does the master want?

Heavenly and earthly treasures, the magic treasures given to their personal disciples that day are ecstatic. What other heavenly and earthly treasures does the master lack?

Qingyuejian pushed Pei Yunshu to the bedside behind him and silently urged him to go to bed quickly. Pei Yunshu's thoughts were interrupted. He was funny. When he went to bed, he didn't sleep but sat cross-legged.

It was just one night, and the next day, he still woke up in his sleep.

He was already lying in bed, curled up, and covered with a thin quilt.

Part of the black hair had fallen on the ground. Pei Yunshu got up and the quilt slipped down.

When did he become so sleepy?

But the comfort after a full sleep made him feel better. The sun outside the house had risen, and the child was watering Lingzhi. Pei Yunshu went out of the door, looked at it quietly for a long time, and then came forward to take the bucket in his hand. "This flower can't be watered more."