Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day - Chapter 90

In the early morning, Ye Tingjiang woke up, and Mu Chuihan was still asleep.

Ye Tingjiang looked at the sleeping faces of the people around him, the unspeakable memories of last night flooded into his mind, he closed his eyes, as if he could not believe that those things were done by himself.

Even though the red fox medicinal incense had the effect of arousing love, Ye Tingjiang knew clearly that it was himself at the time… he couldn’t help it.

Ye Tingjiang covered his lips and coughed lightly. Since they were all borrowed together, then these things should be a matter of course, and the teacher is famous. His present shameful appearance was entirely due to the lack of shame of Mrs. Mu Chuihan last night.

It seems that among Taoist companions, shame should also be conserved. Since Mu Chuihan lacks a few points, Ye Tingjiang can only be an extraordinarily upright gentleman.

He got up gently, thinking about how Mu Chuihan was so tired last night, he carefully tucked the quilt, and walked out the door without making a sound.

Pushing the door open? Ye Tingjiang was shocked. All the efforts to make no noise just now were in vain. He almost screamed in horror: “Why are you here!”

Fuyan turned her head back, and there was a red mark around the corner of her eye, which looked like she had cried, but the tears had not been wiped away. He looked at Ye Tingjiang for a long time, his lips trembled, and finally he whispered: “Master, you are awake.”

Ye Tingjiang quickly looked back at Mu Chuihan on the bed, and regrettably found that he was purely self-indulgent all morning. The person beside him? Wasn’t sleeping… Lying beside him was a body without a soul.

He felt as if he had just heard a ghost story.

Ye Tingjiang maintained his figure and took a deep breath: “When did you wake up?”

He wanted to know why Mu Chuihan was so tired last night, but he was able to change his body early, and now he was shocked.

Mu Chuihan was deeply involved in the play, with red eyes and a somewhat aggrieved look: “I… I didn’t sleep all night.”

He tucked his knees and sat at the door of Ye Tingjiang’s room. Now he was slightly sideways, and stretched out his hand to grab Ye Tingjiang’s sleeve: “I know I shouldn’t bother… But I find I’m so jealous.”

“Master, I envy him so much,” Mu Chuihan murmured, “Why, why did he get your love. Did you completely forget me…”

Ye Tingjiang’s eyes opened wider and wider. He had no idea that Mu Chuihan could speak so many words so fluently that he felt goosebumps all over his body. He stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

Mu Chuihan’s one-man show was sung for a long time, tears flickering. Until he felt a little thirsty, Ye Tingjiang still stood there stupidly without giving any response.

His face was full of hatred that iron was not steel. With such an infectious performance as himself, Ye Tingjiang was able to hold back and say nothing…

Mu Chuihan felt a little frustrated.

He wiped away the tears that he forced out, took away the vibrato and jealous tone in his words, and whispered: “Xianjun, speak up.”

Ye Tingjiang: “…”

“What should I say?” he asked kindly.

When Mu Chuihan heard this, his heart was half cold. For an impromptu scene, does he have to prepare all Ye Tingjiang’s lines, it is too difficult for a strong man.

But Mu Chuihan never gave up easily, he smiled hard and gave Ye Tingjiang two directions: “Xianjun, if you don’t love your little apprentice, you should slap him now, like this-“

Mu Chuihan raised his hand with a gust of palms and swiped towards his left cheek with Ye Tingjiang’s stunned expression, and finally his palm was almost hanging on the edge of his cheek.

He withdrew his hand very painfully: “Xianjun, I really can’t deal with your handsome face?”

Ye Tingjiang took a step back subconsciously.

He could easily hear the overtones of Mu Chuanhan. If it wasn’t for his own face that suits his appetite, Mu Chuihan might have started to beat him directly because of his slowness and lack of cooperation.

Ye Tingjiang rarely felt a bit of sadness. Before they expressed their affection to each other, Mu Chuihan always put him on the top of his heart, wishing to brush his presence in front of him eight hundred times every day.

But now, with the candles still in the bridal chamber, Ye Tingjiang sensed that the **** Chun Xiao turned his face and didn’t recognize him a moment later.

Ting Yunjun had a high-flying life, but now he maliciously speculates about his lover?… Ye Tingjiang felt a little ashamed and shook his head to hide his embarrassment: “Of course, then…”

“Then,” Mu Chuihan thought for a while, “then I covered my face in disbelief, looked at you with a surprised and resentful expression, and you said coldly—”

“You’re not worthy.” Mu Chuihan’s voice became low, and he really imitated Ye Tingjiang’s indifferent tone.

Ye Tingjiang: “…”

“Uh, there’s no need for that.” Ye Tingjiang only wanted to help his forehead: “How could I treat you like this.”

Mu Chuihan nodded, as if anticipating his answer, and quickly said: “It’s fine. This is just an assumption. If you, Xianjun, still love your little apprentice deeply, then everything will be different… “

“What will happen?” Ye Tingjiang tried to ask calmly.

“Darkness Chencang, sky thunder and earth fire,” Mu Chuihan smiled very secretly: “Don’t you want to try the taste of cheating?”

Ye Tingjiang retreated strategically again, and said in horror, “Steal, steal what?”

“Steal | Love.” Mu Chuihan opened his lips again, and said two words that made Ye Tingjiang thunder. He patted Ye Tingjiang on the shoulder and smiled very wisely: “Xianjun, don’t be afraid, you will definitely like it.”

Ye Tingjiang quickly denied it, for fear that his innocence would disappear: “I don’t like it!”

Mu Chuihan smiled and said confidently and decisively: “How is it possible? Words? Most of the male protagonists in this book like it.”

…

Ye Tingjiang was forced to start an affair with his young apprentice Fuyan.

But he has always been open and upright, and even in this kind of thing, he has done it in a logical and upright manner.

How do they get along with no one on Yingxue Peak? I know, but if Ye Tingjiang has anything to do, he will definitely bring Mu Chuhuihan to be surrounded by people.

Only? But?… Whether it is Xianzun or Fuyan with him, maybe.

Over time, the cultivators became very interested in Ye Tingjiang’s appearance, and the world of immortals even opened a gambling table inexplicably. Whenever Ye Tingjiang made a public appearance, it would attract a large number of cultivators to bet.

Gambling stopped Yunjun this time, is it a daoist who justifiably borrowed it, or a sick and weak disciple who came back to life.

The winning or losing of this gamble basically depends on Mu Chuihan’s thoughts that day. That is Mu Chuihan himself? For the time being, I don’t know that there is such an interesting thing in the Xiuxian world? Otherwise, he will bet against the rules and make a lot of money.

To put it bluntly, the monks liked to see Jun Tingyun appear with Fuyan. After all, every time Immortal Venerable and Ting Yun-Jun walked together, the two of them would be lighter than the other, with big characters on their faces, and they respected each other like a guest.

This is of course the way most Dao Companions in the Immortal Cultivation World get along with, but it’s not that interesting after all. Unlike Fuyan, it can surprise everyone every time.

In fact, when Ye Tingjiang showed up with Fuyan for the first time, all the monks were shocked. When this titular disciple was with Ting Yun-Jun, he had no self-awareness as a disciple at all. When Yun Ze knew how to drink, how close they were, and now they are more affectionate.

It was as if the ceremony was just a decoration on that occasion, and the Immortal Venerable had never appeared before.

Fuyan will still lean on Ting Yunjun’s side and act nonsense, no matter what? Ye Tingjiang is talking about something serious.

At the beginning, there were cultivators who were quite critical of this, but due to Ye Tingjiang’s identity, they still did not show it publicly. After all, no one knows what Ting Yunjun and Xianzun are doing in private, and they can’t rush forward to meddle in their own business.

Maybe… people and families really get what they need, and Immortal Venerable doesn’t mind if Ting Yunjun and Fuyan Lotus are broken, so they can’t say anything.

Only when Geng Qingyang saw Ye Tingjiang struttingly bringing Fuyan out, he was stunned.

Geng Qingyang finally found a chance to get close to Fuyan when Ye Tingjiang was invited to discuss matters, and it was rare for Fuyan not to stick to his side like a plaster.

He asked in amazement, “Didn’t you say…you will be Ye Tingjiang’s apprentice in the future?”

Geng Qingyang foolishly believed it, but he didn’t want to see this shocking scene again in a few days.

Mu Chuihan covered his lips, smiled shyly, and said in a low voice, “Aren’t Xianjun Baijing and Demon Venerable Gui Tu also masters and apprentices? I’ve decided to be their masters and apprentices.”

Geng Qingyang’s eyes widened because of such shameless remarks, and he trembled: “But you said that you won’t bother them again?”

Mu Chuihan lowered his head and said leisurely, “I can’t hide my love. I want to do it too…but I really can’t do it!”

He glanced at Geng Qingyang: “Qingyang-Jun doesn’t have a lover, no Taoist companion, and no experience of what he likes, so you won’t understand…”

Geng Qingyang was speechless, he felt that Fuyan’s answer was false, and taking the opportunity to expose his wounds was the truth.

He paused for a while, then said in a daze, “It’s absurd! It’s too absurd.”

Mu Chuihan showed an apologetic smile: “I’m sorry, Qingyang-Jun. Are you upset? I didn’t mean to.”

Geng Qingyang was so angry that he had to turn his head and leave. Ye Tingjiang and his apprentice are really the same raccoon dog without shame!

Mu Chuihan’s success? After Geng Qingyang left, the other monks didn’t dare to say anything at all. Over time, it seems that everyone has become accustomed to Ye Tingjiang’s actions, and has acquiesced in the existence of Fuyan.

Experience dictated that every time Fuyan appeared with Ye Tingjiang, the serious monks would try their best to look away from them and give this pair of master and apprentice respect.

Secretly raised their ears one by one, it is not easy for monks to speak directly face to face, so they can only secretly transmit a voice: “As expected of Lord Tingyun, it is exciting, exciting…”

“That’s right, I was going to retreat today? As soon as I heard that Tingyun-Jun was coming, I hurried over. Tsk, Tingyun-Jun hugs from left to right, it’s a blessing.”

“Does Immortal Venerable know this? There are many monks who have Taoist companions who also like to play, but they are not as big as Tingyun Jun. Everyone knows it.”

“Tsk tsk, five yin fusion heart, if you have, you are reluctant to break up? Ah!”

The discussion among the cultivators became more and more heated. Although they used sound transmission to hide people’s eyes and ears, the spiritual power fluctuating in the air became more and more obvious. Even if Ye Tingjiang wanted to pretend to be nothing, he couldn’t ignore it.

Mu Chuihan drank the fruit juice as if nothing had happened. In fact, drinks such as fruit juice would not appear in serious meetings, and I don’t know which good monk specially prepared it for him.

He’s used to drinking tea, and it’s nice to change the flavor every now and then.

Mu Chuihan stayed in Fuyan’s shell, his consciousness was not as sensitive as before, and he didn’t care at all about the fluctuations of spiritual power. He just felt Ye Tingjiang’s restless mood.

He turned his head and handed the cup with a smile: “Xianjun, take a sip to suppress the shock?”

Ye Tingjiang waved his hand subconsciously.

Mu Chuihan tilted his head and blinked his eyes very artificially: “Do you want me to feed you?”

As he spoke, he took a sip of the fruit juice. It was obvious what kind of “feeding” it was.

In an instant, the fluctuation of spiritual power was about to dance towards Ye Tingjiang.

Ye Tingjiang: “…”

For the first time, he desperately hoped that Quanxiu Immortal Realm would double the intensity of cultivation, so that all cultivators could reach a higher level.

Because, as long as he can no longer feel the spiritual power of the sound transmission… he can close his eyes and pretend that nothing happened.

The author has something to say:

In fact, Teacher Ye can completely choose not to mess around with Immortal Venerable.

He is in pain and physically honest.

There are two more chapters tonight, Chimi!