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

Teng Zhenyi's affirmative tone made the black-haired girl and the little pink snake in her arms open their eyes wide.

"Double...dual cultivation?"

The black-haired girl was stunned on the spot, her dark eyes fixed on Teng Zhenyi, as if she cared about this matter more than Jiang He.

The little pink snake was so shy that she buried her head in Teng Zhenyi's majestic chest, and her crystal earlobes turned red. This little girl was usually carefree, but in fact she was very shy.

"Min Xin is still unconscious. How can I practice dual cultivation with her in this situation..."

Jiang He was struck by lightning. His disciple was now unconscious and bedridden, and was seriously injured in the battle with Xiao An. How could he bear to take this opportunity to practice dual cultivation with his disciple?

But if it would help Min Xin's injury, then he would have to do it.

"How difficult is it? Even if it's you lying there, there are secret medicines in the world that can help you stand up again after being unconscious, not to mention that it's a woman lying there."

Teng Zhenyi sneered, and she looked up at Jiang He nonchalantly.

"Speaking of which, considering your apprentice's beauty, is this difficult for you? I think Bai Minxin has lost her essence, and considering her feelings for you, if it wasn't you who took it away, then who took it away? If that's the case, why bother being so hypocritical."

The black-haired girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, barely noticeable, and she felt mixed emotions.

How could she not see the difference between her master and Bai Minxin?

She originally thought that she had already accepted it, but after hearing Teng Zhenyi's confession in public, she couldn't help but feel bitter and sour in her heart.

But the past is the past, and now she has to witness the dual cultivation of Master and Min Xin in person...

But, she couldn't stop it.

Minxin and she are like sisters, and she doesn't want to see Minxin suffer.

Jiang Yuanxia had never felt so complicated before. She raised her eyes and asked tentatively:
"Will practicing dual cultivation with Master really help Min Xin recover?"

Teng Zhenyi did not notice the complex emotions in the girl's eyes. She nodded with certainty:

"You have all witnessed the might of the Divine Sword, and the Xuanhuang Pearl is a treasure as famous as the Divine Sword. Its dual cultivation ability can be said to be the fortune of heaven and earth, and it can even communicate divine power with each other. If you and your disciple practice dual cultivation, you can continuously pass your divine power to her, thereby helping her recover."

Jiang He's breathing stagnated and he looked down.

The silver-haired girl's long eyelashes were trembling slightly, like frost flowers condensed from ice crystals and covered with fine mist.

The moonlight slanted down through the carved window lattices, turning her hair into a flowing galaxy. A few strands of hair stuck to her forehead, where cold sweat was seeping out, and meandered to her pale lips.

Her usually stern eyes were locked tightly, and there was no trace of blood on her cold and flawless little face.

Those hideous black lines wandered eerily across her neck, yet they looked like floral patterns, adding a touch of enchanting charm to the girl.

"pain"

Bai Minxin curled his fingertips unconsciously, and his strange red-gold eyes were half open and half closed, leaking out broken light.

Teng Zhenyi suddenly approached the silver-haired girl with a look of doubt and surprise.

"Ok?"

The blue-clothed woman lightly touched the girl's forehead with her fingertips.
"Hmm... things don't seem that bad. She was cast under some kind of magic to contain the curse. Once the curse exceeds the limit she can bear, your disciple will force her to rewind..."

Backtrack?

Jiang He immediately understood what Teng Zhenyi meant. Five years ago, after Min Xin broke the ban, he turned into Little Min Xin, and this was not only on the physical level, but also involved memory recall.

It seems that Bai Minxin's mother must have tried her best to help Minxin get rid of the curse, and this backtracking mechanism should be the magic method set up by her mother for Bai Minxin.

While everyone was thinking about their own things, Bai Minxin suddenly began to tremble violently.

Her silver hair was like moonlight pouring down and covering the soft pillow, but the ends of her hair were beginning to turn gray. She struggled to grab the quilt, her face wrinkled in pain.

Suddenly, two jade dragon horns slowly emerged from the silver hair, and the dark spell was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, devouring the jade color of the dragon horns.

"There is no time to lose. Although she can go back in time, the curse this time is far more severe than before. I'm afraid... she may be reshaped back to her childhood as a young dragon. I'm afraid she will lose all her memories and there will be no room for recovery!"

Teng Zhenyi's pupils shrank, and his fingertips fell on Bai Minxin's dragon horns.

"Okay...you guys step back first."

Jiang He took a deep breath and didn't hesitate too much.

The black-haired girl unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt, but she said nothing and retreated with Teng Zhenyi and the others.

Suddenly, Jiang He and Bai Minxin were the only ones left in the room.

"call……"

As if to relax, Jiang He smiled helplessly.
"It feels a bit weird... doing this to a sleeping disciple..."

He would rather Minxin forced him.

The candlelight flickered gently in the bronze lamp, casting a layer of warmth on the pale skin of the silver-haired girl.

As the brocade fell with a rustling sound, beads of sweat floated on the girl's fat shoulders. Her snow-white middle garment was half soaked with cold sweat, and the light cherry-colored birthmark on her heart was faintly visible.

Round and pink.

Jiang Heqing couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His fingers hovered three inches above her belt, trembling slightly, but he untied it without hesitation.

"excuse me……"

Her snow-white skin glowed softly like mutton-fat jade under the moonlight. When Jiang He placed his palm on her chest, the girl suddenly gasped: "Master..."

Jiang He looked up with a guilty conscience. Under the candlelight, the girl was still sleeping soundly.

The long eyelashes cast a butterfly-wing-like shadow on the eyelids, and the flawless little face did not fluctuate at all, as if the call just now was just Jiang He's illusion.

He reached out and opened his loose clothes a little. Under the clothes, the black lines were still spreading, but their number was very small.

Jiang He no longer hesitated.

The golden light of the Xuanhuang Pearl began to wander, and continuously flowed into the girl's body while she sobbed unconsciously.

Her small hands tightly grasped the sheets, silently enduring the baptism of the Xuanhuang Pearl.

When the golden light became brighter, the unconscious girl suddenly arched her body, and her two slender white legs subconsciously wrapped around Jiang He's waist, and her snow-white neck arched back as much as possible.

Jiang He couldn't help but hold the girl's slender waist. When he was about to make another move, a fine golden light suddenly appeared around their bodies.

The two exquisite jade horns in the hair of the silver-haired girl in his arms suddenly grew completely. Jiang He's palm was pressed against her back, and suddenly he felt his palm was empty - the girl's figure was gradually shrinking in the spiritual power!
The already loose robes flowed like mercury on the ground, piling up between the wrinkled quilts.

Jiang He let go in a hurry, almost at a loss.

Damn!

Minxin actually turned into Little Minxin at this time!
Xiao Minxin opened her eyes in a daze, her white undershirt loosely piled around her slender waist, and her bare feet were not even as big as Jiang He's palm. The most fatal thing was her eyes - those childish eyes were staring naively at his palm that was against her heart.

The girl's silver hair covered the entire bed, and her misty phoenix eyes blinked in confusion.

The pair of tender dragon horns were only an inch long, and reflecting the moonlight, they looked like they were carved from colored glass.

"Master?"

The unique voiceless voice of a child is filled with confusion.

After becoming smaller, Bai Minxin knelt between his knees. The oversized collar of her clothes gradually fell from her waist to her feet, revealing her fair and delicate body.

When she tilted her head, the dragon horn brushed against Jiang He's chest, and she suddenly widened her eyes: "Master...what are you doing?" Jiang He's Adam's apple rolled, and the breath of the Xuanhuang Pearl still closely connected the two of them. The girl's warm breath brushed against his Adam's apple, with a sweet and light fragrance.

The black lines that had not yet faded away and were wandering around her collarbone actually gave her a somewhat enchanting childish look.

The key is,

So tight... so tight - after all, Minxin has become smaller.

"This is a method of healing. Master, you are healing Minxin's wounds..."

He explained with difficulty, but saw Xiao Minxin suddenly lowered her head and looked down. Her clear eyes suddenly opened wide, reflecting the aura of the Xuanhuang Pearl, and were full of disbelief.

She wrinkled her face in pain and pushed Jiang He's chest desperately:

“Ah! It hurts so much! You pervert, let me go!”

Heaven and earth conscience!

Jiang He is really healing Min Xin!

But Jiang He knew that the current Min Xin was not pretending to be Little Min Xin as last time, she had really become Little Min Xin.

Therefore, her memory went back to the time when Jiang He just picked her up - perhaps it was her recollection mechanism that would escape all pain, and Min Xin's pain started from the time Jiang He accepted her as his apprentice.

Moreover, the worst thing is that although Min Xin was born in the mountains, her mother had instilled a lot of common sense into her mind early on. She knew how to cover her body since she was a child, which means that Min Xin is not ignorant about dual cultivation.

Therefore, Jiang He could neither convince Xiao Minxin that he was healing, nor could he fool Xiao Minxin!
"Snapped!"

At this moment, Xiao Minxin slapped Jiang He hard on the face, her eyes widened in anger:

"You pervert, let me go! I don't want to be your apprentice anymore! I want to... I want to kill you!"

Then, her little fists hit Jiang He like raindrops, but as she kept hitting him, she started to cry uncontrollably. She gathered all her strength and pushed Jiang He's chest away.

"Minxin, please listen to Master's explanation..."

“Who wants to hear your explanation?”

Xiao Minxin sobbed as she wrapped herself tightly in loose clothes. She staggered and tried to stand up, but her thin white legs had no strength at all and she fell into Jiang He's arms again.

Jiang He was afraid that the girl would fall off the bed, so he quickly held her soft body in his arms:
"I'll let Senior Sister explain it to you later, okay? If you don't listen to Master, you should listen to Senior Sister, right?"

Thinking back to the last time Min Xin became Little Min Xin, Jiang He discovered that even though she had lost her memory, she still had enough affection for Yuan Xia.

Most likely, Yuan Xia had left such a deep impression on her in the past years that even if she had lost her memory, she still had a subconscious liking for him.

"Master...were you calling Yuan Xia just now?"

Even Jiang He didn't expect that as soon as he said "senior sister", the weak voice of a black-haired girl came from outside the door.

Damn...

Could it be that his eldest disciple had been eavesdropping outside just now?
As if she had guessed Jiang He's thoughts, the black-haired girl said in a revealing tone, "When Yuan Xia passed by just now, I happened to hear Master calling Yuan Xia..."

"Sister?"

Xiao Minxin hugged herself tightly nervously, and kicked Xiao Jianghe with her little feet. She took the opportunity to escape from Jianghe's arms while Jianghe was in pain, and looked at him vigilantly.
"But you are in the same group!"

As she spoke, her body was shaking with fear and pain, and her clear eyes were filled with water, as if she was about to cry.

Jiang He could totally understand how she felt right now.

In her eyes, she was just happily accepted as an apprentice by a middle-aged man, but the next moment she appeared on the waist of her "master".

"This……"

Jiang He sighed in distress. Yes, no matter how much Xiao Minxin liked her senior sister, everything she had experienced now made it difficult for her to trust this senior sister.

After saying this, Jiang He casually picked up the clothes hanging beside the bed and put them on in front of Xiao Minxin.

The silver-haired little girl covered her eyes in fear: "Pervert! Big hooligan!"

"Cough cough."

Jiang He's old face turned red, not because Xiao Minxin scolded him, but because... in the midst of Xiao Minxin's scolding, he suddenly felt something again.

After putting on his clothes, Jiang He called out:
"Yuanxia, ​​come in and explain to Minxin."

"Yes, Yuan Xia is coming in."

The black-haired girl responded obediently. She pushed open the door and held a cup of steaming hot water in her hand, handing it to Jiang He for washing.

Seeing his eldest disciple being so considerate, Jiang He sighed with relief.

It’s just… Yuan Xia’s legs seemed a little weak. Was it because she hadn’t recovered from the previous fight?

"Suck……"

The black-haired girl took a deep breath without being noticed, and her face gradually turned red.

Is this the Master's aura...

She caught a glimpse of Jiang He's strange gaze, coughed lightly, and looked at the sobbing Xiao Minxin as if nothing had happened:
"Minxin, let me explain it to you slowly."

"Sister?"

Xiao Minxin quietly loosened her fingers, looked at the senior sister in front of her through her fingers, and her little face froze.

What a beautiful sister!

And, for some reason, it feels very familiar at first glance!

But when Xiao Minxin saw Jiang He beside the bed and the stains on the bed, a strong sense of grievance and anger surged in her heart again:

"He is not my master, and you are not my senior sister! You are both bad guys!"

"This……"

The black-haired girl suddenly looked at Jiang He hesitantly and asked tentatively,
"Master, it seems that dual cultivation is too stimulating for Min Xin. How about you go out first and I will explain it to Min Xin slowly."

How could Jiang He ignore Xiao Minxin's hateful look?

He sighed dejectedly. To be honest, Xiao Minxin should have had a good impression of him, but the problem was that this incident had too much of an impact on her.

As a result, those good feelings have now turned into hatred and disgust.

"Okay, I'll go out first, and you guys can communicate slowly. As long as Minxin can wake up, everything will be fine."

Jiang He looked at Xiao Minxin's delicate dragon horns and wanted to touch them, but due to her current attitude, he had to restrain his thoughts and leave the room, leaving the space to the pair of sisters.

"How is it? Did I not lie to you?"

Outside, the woman in green looked at Jiang He, who looked embarrassed, with a half-smile.

Jiang He was immediately furious: "Did you know that she would wake up halfway?"

"Of course I know." Teng Zhenyi looked indifferent. She spread her hands and said, "You can't stop practicing dual cultivation just because of this, right?"

"But the problem is...if I knew, I would have given him some unconsciousness drugs in advance!" Jiang He said in annoyance.

"Heh, do you think one double cultivation is enough?" (End of this chapter)