The villain killed the master. What? I am the master!

Chapter 170 "Master"

Jiang Yuanxia looked at the worried face of the man in front of her and felt inexplicably anxious.

How could he be worried about himself?
Besides, Master's cultivation is only at the initial stage of foundation building.
Why should she "respect" this so-called master?
Her thoughts were like countless lines, extending endlessly in the sea of ​​fire, dry and chaotic.

Jiang He did not press the issue, Yuehua's black boat was not a serious matter.

However, the master and the apprentice still need to communicate with each other to avoid unnecessary mistakes.

He took back his hand from the bridge railing and put it back into his sleeve, looking as relaxed as possible:

"Yuan Xia, do you want the people of Qingyang Xianzong to kill Yuehua's protector?"

Jiang Yuanxia looked a little surprised and nodded:

"Well, there is only one Jindan Zhenren here, Yuehua Daoist Protector. If they want to take action, the first one they have to deal with is him. As for me, Yuehua, my guess is correct. Xiao An is in Hezhou and can come to help me at any time. In addition, I can't move the ape, so I can retreat safely no matter what happens."

Xiao An is one of the protagonists in the original text, but unlike Lin Chi who has countless beauties, he is alone from beginning to end.

He is heartless and seems to have fallen at Yuan Xia's feet, but in fact he is just trying to hone himself and finally achieve enlightenment.

In the original text, Jiang He didn't think there was anything wrong with him, after all, his target was a cruel and merciless female devil.

But now he is his apprentice
The most important thing is that Xiao An's fangs are well hidden, or he is indeed in love with Yuan Xia now. During this period, he did not have any unfavorable thoughts towards her, and only showed his fangs at the last moment.

Contrary to his seemingly aloof character, Xiao An is cautious and has a sharp eye.

After following Yuan Xia for a long time, he gradually understood Yuan Xia's true character, and only then, during the critical period of his practice, he set up a targeted inner demon formation and completely killed him in the formation.

You know, Xiao An is a sword cultivator, and sword cultivators always disdain "unorthodox methods" and only believe in the sword in their hands. And in the eyes of outsiders, he is also a hardworking cultivator who is devoted to the sword, but in the end he still used the formation.

This shows that this person is good at keeping a low profile.

Jiang He paused, considered his words, and said softly:

"Yuan Xia, Xiao An is the leader of Xuanying Immortal Sect, and he is definitely not someone you can easily deal with. You need to be careful when trying to get the skin of a tiger."

"Master, don't worry. Yuan Xia believes in him."

The more Jiang He cared about her, the more she felt an indescribable irritation in her heart.

Her tone couldn't help but become more intense.

Jiang He opened his mouth and silently swallowed what he wanted to say.

At least for now, Xiao An will not attack her. On the contrary, he will help Yuan Xia.

He coughed lightly and said:

"Master, I have an idea."

"Master!" The black-haired girl shook her head. Her eyes made it impossible to tell what she was thinking about.

But his voice was very gentle: "Just let Yuan Xia handle these, Master, just take care of Junior Sister with peace of mind. I will come to see you again after this is over."

Her posture was respectful, but her tone was unquestionable.

Jiang He rarely saw her with such a tough attitude today, making it difficult to communicate with her.

He knew very well that in Yuan Xia's mind, his master's abilities were too limited, and this was indeed the case.

Even if it explodes and burns all the remaining essence and blood in the Xuanhuang Pearl, it can only temporarily reach the level of Half-Step Golden Core.

Not to mention facing the two Jindan Zhenren from Qingyang Immortal Sect, Yuehua alone is hard to match.

"Yuan Xia, you don't need to shoulder many things by yourself. Since Master is here, he can help you share some of the burden. Besides, don't underestimate your junior sister. Min Xin is very powerful now."

Jiang He patted her head and said in a dissatisfied tone.

But this girl has always been gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and she has made up her mind and no one can pull her back even with nine oxen.

She smiled bitterly: "Master, it's not that I don't trust you and Junior Sister. It's just that you underestimate Yuan Xia now, don't you? Yue Hua was defeated by Yuan Xia, so it's not worth mentioning. Yuan Xia just wants to handle it herself."

The black-haired girl's fingers gradually entangled with each other, her eyes were evasive and uneasy, and she began to feel uncomfortable.

Jiang He turned his eyes away and stared at the scattered lanterns on the river. He wondered where the lanterns they had released before had floated to and what wishes they had made.

He didn't plan to continue asking unless he used coercion or command.

He had used this method before.

But since he fell into Jin'er's memories, he realized that many things in the world were not as natural as he thought.

Perhaps continuing to order Yuan Xia would help her gradually overcome her fear of incontinence and the environment, but in the process it might cause her a lot of pain and lead to other problems.

Besides, he already had a plan in mind.

Jiang He is in a bad mood now. First, he has a heavy pressure in his heart about Yuehua and Qingyang Immortal Sect, and second, about his several disciples.

Yuan Xia had already said goodbye to him and returned to the Shanfa Hall branch.

She has been very busy lately, and being able to come and celebrate the New Year is a great break from her busy schedule.

He left before we were together for even a day.
Then it was Bai Minxin's turn. This girl had been pouting since before, with her hands clenched into fists. No one knew what she was thinking about, and she kept muttering to herself.

Jiang He didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but he knew without thinking that they were saying bad things about him.

Jin'er is still the best.
Jiang He hugged Jin'er with a lot of thoughts in his mind. The expression on her face remained the same from beginning to end. Anyway, there was no expression at all.

As if she could see that he had a headache, her little hands were rubbing his temples.

Perhaps it was because of her special physique, Jiang He actually felt a lot more relaxed.

Speaking of Jin'er's Zhoutian spiritual body, Jiang He had a vague idea that the Snake Venerable had used the Zhoutian spiritual formation before, which used the Zhoutian spiritual body as the center of the formation to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Combined with the Jingyuan Jade, a spiritual object from heaven and earth once obtained in Qingmu City, it can quickly refine spiritual energy.

It must be able to effectively improve his cultivation. His current cultivation in the early stage of foundation building is enough to deal with enemies before the middle stage of foundation building, but now it seems weak.

It’s just that the Zhoutian Spiritual Array used by the Snake Venerable earlier caused Jiner great pain.

But that was also because the Yuhua Array was absorbing spiritual energy without restraint, and the Snake Lord was also driving the Zhoutian Spiritual Array at its maximum efficiency.

I don't know if it would be feasible if it were improved.
on the way back.

"grown ups."

The little boy now looked uneasy. The previous scene made him realize that these people were of extraordinary status.

Even though he was a little kid, he had heard of the reputation of the saints of the Divine Inspiration Church.

I never thought that one day I would lead the way for such a person.

He almost didn't dare to speak again, but seeing that he was about to leave, he suppressed his fear and couldn't help but call out in a low voice.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang He turned his head and looked at the little boy.

The little boy grabbed his clothes nervously and said timidly: "The master said before that he would heal my sister's leg." Since this master is a legendary immortal, it should not be difficult to heal my sister's leg.
Thinking of this, there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Jiang He laughed in silence and searched for relevant healing pills in the internal space of the Xuanhuang Pearl.

After he killed Feng Yan and other cultivators, he gathered all their valuables into the Xuan Huang Pearl.

To his surprise, Feng Yan, the last emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, did not have many spirit stones in his storage ring.

Most of them are various elixirs and spiritual objects. It seems that he has lost confidence in rebuilding the Great Jin Dynasty.

But it is understandable when you think about it. The situation in Zhu Mingyu is chaotic now, and it is indeed difficult to rebuild a country under the nose of the Shen Gan Church.

So he exchanged all the spirit stones for resources for his own cultivation, but these resources were nothing compared to the spiritual objects.

These spiritual objects were basically formation materials, which had emptied Feng Yan's savings, and were prepared in order to take away Feng Susu's essence and blood.

But they are of no use to Jiang He, so he plans to sell them when he has time.

Jiang He rummaged through the pile of pills and soon found a bottle of pills used to heal the injuries of foundation-building monks. The medicine had a mild effect.

It's more than enough to treat a mortal, even a bit wasteful.

There was nothing he could do about it, as the storage rings he had taken away all came from foundation-building cultivators.

They also prepared everything for themselves.

"Don't worry, little one. I'll always remember it. You can feed this pill to your sister. There are also some other rewards."

Jiang He weighed the pill, handed it to the little boy, and gave him some gold and silver.

Thinking of something, he carefully stuffed the treasures into the boy's clothes and told him:
"Don't let anyone find out."

The little boy took it stiffly, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He bowed repeatedly:
"Thank you, sir. I understand."

After saying goodbye, Jiang He looked at the little boy's cheerful back and couldn't help but recall the memories.

In his memory, he had stuffed Jin'er with gold and silver, and he didn't know what happened to her afterwards.
If he were asked to recall it now, he could only vaguely remember that he left with Jin'er, who was crying like a tearful baby, and he could not remember exactly what happened.

I don't know if it's because it's been too long or because of other reasons.
Jiang He glanced at Jin Er's little mouth, wondering if he would recall it again if he kissed her again.
"Hmph!" A cold snort was heard.

Jiang He quickly turned his head away. Why was this girl staring at him? Was she misunderstanding him again?
As the night deepened, even though it was New Year's Day, there were not many people on the streets.

It was so empty that we could hear each other's footsteps.

She suddenly spoke again quietly: "Master, don't blame me."

Jiang He secretly complained that it was good enough that this girl didn't blame him. How could he have the chance to blame her?

She is still the same Xiao Min Xinxiang. Once children grow up, they always like to make trouble.

However, this cannot be blamed on her.

Jiang He sighed silently and wanted to look at Bai Minxin, but the girl in his arms gently held his chin and whispered:

"Senior sister is feeling uncomfortable. Don't look."

He pursed his lips, knowing what Jin'er meant. Minxin had always been very stubborn, seemingly hiding her weakness, not wanting others to see her weak side.

Even Yuan Xia and Jin Er thought so.
He touched Jin'er's head and whispered, "I know you are confused because you care too much, but don't you still believe in Master?"

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Bai Minxin was silent for a moment, without making any comment, and sighed: "This is not a question of whether or not to believe in the master."

Jiang He pressed Jin'er's head against his chest and glanced at the white-haired girl. She raised her face slightly and looked at the sky, with no expression that showed joy or anger.

“It’s just a small matter.”

Jiang He was helpless. Among these disciples, Bai Minxin was the one that liked to make trouble the most, and it was often over trivial matters.

When he was exhausted, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Master, if I kissed someone else."

Jiang He's face froze. He had never thought of this possibility.

But just hearing Min Xin say this, he felt very uncomfortable.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he spoke in an almost defensive tone:
"As long as Minxin likes it."

He suddenly couldn't continue, looked at the white-haired girl, who was still looking at the sky, and continued:
"It's right in front of you, whether it's voluntary or forced or a coincidence, it doesn't matter, but you will still think about it afterwards."

"enough."

Jiang He accidentally used too much force on the little girl's head. He slowed down his pace and let out a breath.

"So Master, is this a small matter?"

She stopped and turned to look at him.
"Master, do you not care at all?"

The thoughts that had been buried in Jiang He's heart could no longer be hidden, and he had to face this question: Is his relationship with Min Xin really just that of a master and a disciple?
Jiang He looked at the girl's flawless profile, and seemed to see the tiny little kid wearing animal skins running happily beside his legs.

He also seemed to see Xiao Minxin being held in the air by him, shaking her limbs and constantly calling "Master".

If he was really just a college student from Earth who had just traveled through time, his current psychological burden would disappear.

How wonderful! As soon as I came into this world, I had a white-haired girl apprentice. After waking up after being in a coma for four years, the white-haired girl was no longer as immature as before, but had grown into a well-proportioned figure and beautiful appearance.

But the problem is that he is not.
As more and more memories come back, the images of the three little kids become more and more vivid.

He still remembered the day he first picked up Bai Minxin. She held his hand, tilted her little face up, and asked nervously:

"Master? What is a master? Is he a father? Minxin, you have a father too."

And he told her with a smile: "Master, Master, like a teacher and a father, although they are different, they are almost the same."

Jiang He suddenly felt as if he was shrouded in a dense net. It became difficult for him to move and even to breathe.

My stomach feels nauseous and I want to vomit.

He felt that he was too hypocritical and too self-righteous.

On the surface, he always kept a distance between himself and Minxin, calling himself Master, but hiding these dirty thoughts in his heart.

When he saw Minxin's dependence on him, instead of educating him, he often felt secretly delighted.

In the name of the so-called master, they manipulated them by "taking care" of them.
"Minxin, stop talking."

There was a hint of pleading in his voice. Just a few simple words were like a knife, peeling away all the darkness in his heart.

"Is it because Master wants to acquiesce to Min Xin's words that he asked Min Xin not to say anything, or is it because Master doesn't dare to say it out loud?"

Her long silver hair shone faintly in the moonlight, and her narrow eyes looked at him aggressively.

It's like looking down, with a natural sense of pride.

(End of this chapter)