Chapter 07: The Evil Master was scared and cried?

Gu Yunzheng walked to Shen Wuyan's side with his sword, and seeing that Shen Wuyan had his eyes closed, he did not dare to disturb him.

Xiao Jing didn't care at all and had no respect for his teacher. He raised his foot and kicked Shen Wuyan's leg hanging in the air, as if he was kicking a corpse.

Seeing Xiao Jing being so disrespectful to his master, Gu Yunzheng was so scared that his face turned pale. He quietly pulled Xiao Jing away, as he was afraid that he would be implicated by his angry master.

But after waiting for a long time, his master still didn't respond. Gu Yunzheng's heart, which had been hanging in the air, quietly settled down again. He thought:

Master treats Senior Brother differently. Before, Senior Brother bit Master’s mouth and knocked Master off the bed, but Master never got angry. Master really likes Senior Brother.

Seeing that Shen Wuyan didn't respond, Xiao Jing raised his foot and kicked Shen Wuyan hard, with obvious sarcasm in his impatient tone: "Are you dead?"

Shen Wuyan sighed deeply in his heart, "Ah...it's really his ancestors who are specifically designed to ward off evil."

He just wanted to lie down quietly for a while, but reality didn't allow it. His arm was still across his eyes, with no intention of moving away. He replied in a hoarse voice: "Thanks to you, not yet."

Xiao Jing crossed his arms over his chest, raised his eyebrows, and looked like a bad guy. "So are you still going?"

Shen Wuyan slowly opened his eyes, and then took away the arm that had been covering his eyes. Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Shen Wuyan's face was as pale as paper, his dull eyes were watery, and the corners of his eyes were red, which made Shen Wuyan look even more broken and pitiful.

Xiao Jing: "Are you crying?"

Xiao Jing really couldn't speak. Shen Wuyan would never admit that he was scared and cried. He said, "No, why would I cry?"

Xiao Jing laughed. Shen Wuyan could actually cry? This discovery made Xiao Jing happy.

Xiao Jing thought it was funny. After all, he had humiliated Shen Wuyan so much in his previous life, cutting off Shen Wuyan's flesh piece by piece, turning him into a bloody skeleton, and he had never seen Shen Wuyan cry...

He just fell from a height of several hundred feet, but he actually cried? Waste Shen Wuyan.

If Shen Wuyan knew what Xiao Jing was thinking, he would definitely roar back: "One hundred zhang is approximately equal to 333.3333 meters, and a few hundred zhang is thousands of meters high. Bungying requires a rope, and parachuting requires a parachute. I only have a blessing for you: Go to hell. Unfilial disciple..."

Life has to go on. It won't leave you too much time to feel sorry for yourself. The young man in front of him still needs his selfless care.

Shen Wuyan took a deep breath and sat up, but he really didn't have the strength to stand up. In the end, he had to bend one leg and let the other foot hang naturally in the air. He assumed a relatively casual posture and said calmly, "Let's go."

Gu Yunzheng still had some self-awareness as a disciple, and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

Shen Wuyan lifted his eyelids and glanced at Gu Yunzheng with satisfaction, thinking: "It's good to have a more normal disciple."

Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "Who is the abnormal one? Isn't it you, Shen Wuyan? A perverted master teaching a perverted disciple."

Shen Wuyan's expression was still calm, and he spoke in a low voice, "Nothing, I just want to sit and enjoy the scenery."

No one knew whether it was the fatal shock that opened up his Ren and Du meridians or the life-seeking consciousness that allowed him to act without a teacher, but Shen Wuyan could now wield the sword and sense spiritual power.

As a disciple, Gu Yunzheng certainly didn't dare to go past Shen Wuyan, so he obediently took Xiao Jing and followed Shen Wuyan's flying sword.

Shen Wuyan was silent all the way. Silent here not only means that he didn't speak, but even his ever-active inner activities had quieted down at this moment. He was unspeakably quiet, like a sculpture, a sculpture filled with infinite sorrow.

Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows.

Shen Wuyan was really frightened this time. He sat upright on the sword, his back straight, motionless, maintaining the dignity of a master, and looked nothing unusual.

But if Xiao Jingfei went forward, he would find that someone's tears were like free pearls, flowing silently and unstoppably...

Wuyiwukao anxiously comforted her, "Yanyan, please stop crying. You're crying and it breaks my heart."

[Yanyan, be good and don't cry. That kind of scumbag will be taught a lesson by society sooner or later.]

[Yanyan, if you really feel wronged, why don't we find a dark and windy night, put a black sack on that scumbag's head, and take care of it. You can vent your anger however you want.]

Wuyiwukao kept comforting Shen Wuyan, but Shen Wuyan didn't say a word in response and just cried all the way until they arrived at the execution hall.

Shen Wuyan shed a tear and jumped down with a silver flying sword. The sword flew to his side and hung in the air. He held the sword and looked at it. There were some strange and difficult to understand words engraved on the sword: Bring me a sword.

Shen Wuyan: "..."

He really forgot that the original owner's sword was called: Here comes the sword...

Gu Yunzheng and Xiao Jing landed shortly after. When Gu Yunzheng saw Shen Wuyan's eyes getting redder, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Master, your eyes..."

Xiao Jing followed closely and looked at Shen Wuyan, raising his eyebrows. Just now, it was only the end of his eyes that were red, but now the entire eye socket was red, so...

Xiao Jing suddenly regretted not stepping forward just now. He actually missed the scene of Shen Wuyan crying. It was such a pity.

However, Shen Wuyan with red eyes looked like a rabbit. It was really interesting to see Shen Wuyan turned into a rabbit.

Xiao Jing's mood improved again, and the smile on the corners of his lips became more obvious. Then he was glared at by Shen Wuyan without any intimidation. That glare was as coquettish as it could be, but it didn't make people feel effeminate. It was so natural, as if Shen Wuyan... was supposed to be like that.

Then Shen Wuyan sniffed his red nose aggrievedly, and then said in a low voice: "It's okay, the wind is too strong, it's just blowing."

In Xiao Jing's memory, he had never seen Shen Wuyan like this, a little fragile, a little childish, and a little adorable stubborn.

But how could these words appear on that scumbag Shen Wuyan?

I’m afraid Shen Wuyan has been abducted!

As this idea emerged, Xiao Jing suddenly came up with a new idea. If he could be reborn, why couldn't Shen Wuyan be taken away?

Xiao Jing looked at Shen Wuyan's back in front of him, recalling Shen Wuyan's strange behavior, as if it started from when he accidentally whipped himself and passed out.

It was strange, how could the whip of punishment hit him? And the candles in the dark cell, which were all protected by talismans, suddenly went out...

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Jing felt that it was not impossible that Shen Wuyan was abducted.

I have to find an opportunity to test him thoroughly. After all, Shen Wuyan is despicable and cunning. He can do anything and may even pretend to be crazy or stupid.

Without solid evidence, Xiao Jing would not easily believe that he had been abducted.

Gu Yunzheng walked beside Xiao Jing and whispered, "Master is obviously crying. But it's really strange that Master can cry."

Xiao Jing thought thoughtfully: "Yes, it's strange."

…

Shen Wuyan walked into the trial hall, and when he looked up he saw a man sitting in the first seat. That man should be the head immortal of Lingyun Sect, Zhuang Shaohua.

The book describes Zhuang Shaohua as having a strong physique, domineering skills and... a gentle and delicate personality.

Seeing Shen Wuyan coming in, Zhuang Shaohua stood up and went to greet him regardless of his status as the head immortal.

Shen Wuyan bowed his head and saluted softly: "Hello, Senior Brother, Master."

Zhuang Shaohua helped Shen Wuyan up. When he saw Shen Wuyan's red eyes, Zhuang Shaohua's two strong eyebrows knitted together, and asked with great concern: "Fifth Junior Brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"

The voice was gentle, which was totally inconsistent with his sturdy figure and rough facial features.

Shen Wuyan said calmly: "It's nothing, the wind blew up the sand and it blinded me."

"Oh, why is your voice so hoarse? Drink some tea to moisten your throat." Zhuang Shaohua asked Shen Wuyan to sit down, and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall served tea to his direct superior. Shen Wuyan drank several sips, and his hoarse throat finally felt a little better.

He put down the teacup, looked at Zhuang Shaohua and asked, "Master Brother, why did you call me here?"

Before Zhuang Shaohua could answer, an extremely unhappy voice came from the other side, "What's the matter? Have you forgotten what you did?"

Shen Wuyan looked over and found that there was someone sitting in the room. He was in a bad mood just now, and when he looked up, he only saw Zhuang Shaohua sitting in the upper seat. He was not in the mood to look at other people, so he missed it.

The person who spoke should be his second senior brother, Ouyang Xu.

The book describes the second senior brother Ouyang Xu as being thin and of average appearance.

Shen Wuyan complained in his heart: "This is not normal, it's obviously ugly, small eyes, flat nose, mouth corners turned down as if they can't smile. Just one look at it makes me feel that life is so bitter."

Xiao Jing stood behind Shen Wuyan and clearly heard his inner complaints. He lowered his eyes and looked at the top of Shen Wuyan's head. He could only see the top of his head.

Ouyang Xu once competed with Shen Wuyan for the position of elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, but Shen Wuyan won in the end. From then on, this second senior brother disliked Shen Wuyan and wanted to step on Shen Wuyan in everything he did.

At this moment, the man opposite looked at Shen Wuyan with a very unfriendly look.

Therefore, Shen Wuyan dared to conclude that the man was his second senior brother Ouyang Xu.

When they mentioned that Xiao Jing would be brought along before, Shen Wuyan roughly guessed what it was about. Now when he saw Ouyang Xu, Shen Wuyan was sure that calling them here must be related to Chen Dong.

Sure enough, the next second Zhuang Shaohua confirmed his guess.

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Mini-theater:

Xiao Jing gritted his teeth: I missed the famous scene of Master crying, how hateful!