Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 97
His skin was very white, almost sickly white.

Yu Yan thought, obviously he still had blood when he was young, even though he was seriously injured back then.

When did it become like this.

The woman fell silent, and the air was too quiet for a moment.

There were only slight breathing sounds, and Feng Su's occasional humming due to being healed by soothing spiritual power.

His gaze was glued to the scar on Feng Su's back.

I don't know if it's because she stared at it for too long, but Feng Su couldn't help turning her body sideways.

Want to cover up.

He is aware of his scars.

In the past, he never cared about those ugly scars, but now, being looked at by Master like this, he suddenly minded.

"Master, are you ready?"

Feng Su turned around directly, facing Yu Yan.

Regardless of whether the other party answered or not, he quickly pulled on his clothes to cover the wound.

"Feng Su, it's the master's fault."

Yu Yan gathered her fingertips and said slowly.

He could have done without wearing a mask, but he had listened to her.

He didn't need to suffer this innocent disaster, he was hurt by her.

……

"Do you still remember how the injury on your back came about?"

Scars engraved into the soul.

This is the first time Yu Yan asked him.

Feng Su paused as he put on his belt, and his right hand unconsciously touched the mask.

With a slight tremor, he quickly retracted.

Master asked on the back, not on the face.

"The disciple doesn't know."

Feng Su thought he probably knew.

Facing Master Chi Guoguo's question at this moment, he suddenly wanted to cover up.

It's best to cover up so she can't see it at all.

Can't see his shameful past.

I can't see him being bullied for nothing.

He used to imagine Ji Wuye countless times, exchanging misery for her love.

He wanted Master to pay more attention to him and pity him more.

But it seems that what he won with unbearable is not what he wants.

What does he want?

Feng Su's eyes seemed to be hazy with a layer of mist.

He felt that the answer was right in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it.

Yu Yan glanced at him, wondering if she believed his words.

"Cultivate well in the past half a month, don't over-train." The woman handed her two bottles of pills, one green and one white, "Remember to take it every day."

"Yes."

Feng Su supported the table and stood up.

Before leaving, he hesitated to speak.

The scar on the shoulder was painful again.

It seemed to remind him that he shouldn't ask who Fang Sheng was.

After all, he swallowed the words on his lips.

Feng Su walked out holding two bottles of pills.

The Yanhui Hall is rarely closed during the day.

Li Ze's crooked body was leaning against the door, but when he saw Feng Su's figure, he immediately stood up straight.

He looked at him worriedly.

"Brother, are you alright?"

He didn't know how long he had been here.

But apart from the muffled bang, he heard nothing.

It was Master who opened the enchantment.

Master has always taken good care of senior senior brother, so it should not be punishing him.

But Feng Su's blood-soaked shoulders and pale lips made him overturn his guess in an instant.

Feng Su's jaw tightened, he didn't expect to meet Li Ze when he came out.

There was no time to deal with the blood stains on the robe.

He glanced at him and hurriedly said nothing.

Then he quickly hid the medicine bottle that Li Ze hadn't noticed in time into his cuff.

"Hey, brother!"

Li Ze looked at the boy's back and shouted.

The senior brother saw that he was punished by the master.

Why don't you just tell him, in case he accidentally offends Master next time...

Li Ze cautiously looked back into the hall towards Yan.

As far as I can remember, Master has never lost his temper, and she has always tolerated them.

(End of this chapter)