Cannon Fodder Counterattack System Chapter 58: Counter attack martial arts NP text (6)

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Yesnian stood with his hands behind his back in a red shirt. He looked at the cloud in front of him, which had been raised to his waist, with a deep gaze. For the first time, his eyes faded from his tenderness and affinity.

"Don't give up." Ye Sinian frowned slightly under the mask, and said in a low and low voice: "Today, it's your tenth birthday..."

"Yes, Master..." keenly sensed the change in Master's mood, Yun Buqi squeezed his sleeves a little nervously, but his gaze stared at Master's mask, his eyes sinking. Eyes.

"I'm ten years old, I am an adult." Ye Sinian pursed his lips, and he hesitated with his firm heart, his hands behind his back slowly when he faced the clear and bottomless eyes of the upper disciple. He squeezed, suddenly changed to a more roundabout way, and said: "Do you want to know, what did you do when you were ten years old as a teacher?"

I rarely heard Master talk about the past. Yun Buqi’s eyes suddenly lit up, and the faint anxiety in his heart was immediately replaced by curiosity. He smiled and nodded sharply, saying: "Want to know!"

Yesnian could not bear a trace of his eyes, but thinking of the hatred carried by the child in front of him, he finally opened his mouth and said: "The year that I was born as a teacher coincided with the attack on Wuhui Island. There were many casualties on the island, my parents. My brothers all killed the enemy by the sword. It took me ten years to practice the no-return tactic to the fourth level. On the day of my birthday, I took a sword and killed all my enemies."

The cold words without a trace of emotion made Yun Buqi's heart tremble. He raised his head to meet the dark eyes of Master Master, startled, and stretched out his hand to hug Master's waist, saying: "Master Well done! Those people are damned!"

Looking at the comfort in Tu'er’s eyes, Ye Sinian became a little heavy because of the blood-filled memories of the original owner. He sighed softly, and he reached out and touched Tu'er’s smooth black hair. , Said: "Do you really think so?"

"Of course!" Yun Buqi lost a smile on his still green face. He clasped Master's waist tightly, and his voice became heavy: "If it were me, I wouldn't let the enemy a bit off!"

"Do you want to take revenge?" Yesinian's gaze sinks, he gently touches his disciple's hair, struggling a little in his heart.

"I don't think about it all the time!" Yun Buqi gritted his teeth, and for the first time said before others the hatred he had been suppressing in his heart: "My mother is the jewel in the hands of the Yun family. She should have had a very happy life, but Bai Xu! That imaginary sword book made a kiss to my mother. After learning that the sword book was only a rumor, he took her back to the Yun family despite her being pregnant at that time! Not only that, he even brought her back to the Yun family in order to preserve her reputation. I pretended to be a robber and slaughtered the Yun family! Pity my mother, a weak female stream, struggling to survive in the fire, and escaped to the city of Cheongju before giving birth to me..."

Yes young patted the apprentice whose voice was gradually choking in his arms, and his heart was full of distress.

In order to complete the task of counterattack, he naturally wanted to help Yun Buqi complete his revenge.

When he brought this kid back, he really had the idea of ​​nurturing him to grow up, and when he got revenge, he would be free.

But with many years of company, he personally raised him up, watching him become excellent, cheerful, and sunny little by little, and the pity in his heart gradually overcomes the * who wants to complete the task.

If... he can live so happily forever, how can he push the child in front of him back into the abyss of hatred?

He has been hesitant to mention that topic.

But now...

Hateful words were still in his ears, and Ye Sinian looked at the disciple who confided his hatred in front of him for the first time, and his heart was filled with distress little by little.

What kind of hatred did such a small child bear at the beginning to persist in such an embarrassing life?

He slowly squatted down, looked at the red eyed disciple in front of him, and said: "Today is your birthday, can I give you a gift for your teacher?"

Yun Buqi wiped away the tears that were about to overflow in his eyes, and said: "Okay!"

Yesnian touched his head, and the hesitation that he had been hesitating all the time finally turned into a sigh.

Never mind, it's just revenge. With him, naturally he won't let the disciple be bullied by others.

A certain idea in his heart became firmer, and Ye Sinian stood up, took his disciple's hand, and walked slowly towards the dungeon.

Meeting his disciple’s puzzled eyes, Yesinian patted his head, and turned his gaze to the embarrassed, sluggish person in the dungeon, and slowly said: "This person is known as the genius doctor Li... "

Yun Buqi held the Master's hand tightly for an instant, his eyes widened, and he looked at the man with almost no human form inside in surprise.

He knows this person naturally, and even hates him deeply in his heart.

This is the person who secretly changed the medicinal materials when he was treating my mother’s illness. He obviously received the money from the mother, but secretly replaced the more valuable medicinal materials with the worthless ones. The mother ate it because of this. Planting medicine, the body becomes worse and worse, and finally let go.

It was his mother who killed him!

Thinking of the scene of the old doctor who he had finally asked for, shaking his head and sighing at the medicine pot, Yun Buqi's eyes were red!

"He has been imprisoned in this dungeon for five years." Ye Sinian said indifferently: "Today, I will give him to you as a teacher."

Yun Buqi looked up at his master in surprise. He blinked, gradually awakening something in his eyes.

Yesnian beckoned, and immediately the subordinates who looked after the dungeon respectfully presented a sword.

Looking at his disciple with a deep gaze, Ye Sinian let go of his hand and said: "This person, do it with you."

After that, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Yun's unwilling hair again, turned and walked out.

Yun Buqi stood dazedly, flashing in his mind what the Master said, he killed all his enemies when he was ten years old.

Undercurrents surging under his eyes, Yun Buqi reached out his hand to take the sword, opened the prison door and walked in.

Yesnian stood outside the dungeon. It was obviously only time for a cup of tea, but he felt extremely difficult.

When the blood-stained disciple walked out of the dungeon, he felt relieved.

Yun Buqi looked at his master in red, who was obviously waiting for him, and his footsteps swiftly accelerated, almost rushing towards him.

"Master!" Yun Buqi hugged Ye Sinian's waist tightly, as if only realizing that he had killed someone, and said in an uneasy tone: "Master...I killed someone..."

"It's just revenge." Ye Siyoung patted the trembling apprentice on the back, softly comforting: "It doesn't matter."

"Will Master despise me for this?" Yun Buqiang raised his head quickly, his eyes full of trepidation: "Will you not want me?"

"Of course not!" Yesinian patted his head amusedly, as if to drive away the anxiety in his head.

"Then Master...will you be with me forever?"

A dark light flashed under Yun Buqi’s eyes, but Ye Sinian, who was busy comforting Tu’er, didn’t notice at all. His slender fingers gently wiped off the blood stains on Tu’er’s cheek, and said: "This is Naturally."

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Yes opened his eyes year after year, into darkness.

With a sigh of relief, Ye Sinian shook his head amusedly, feeling a little speechless about how far he would dream of such a long past.

The disciple now is not the kid who killed for the first time before, and was afraid to sleep alone for a long time, and had to hug himself to sleep peacefully.

Thinking that his family had grown into a handsome young disciple, Ye Sinian moved in his heart, and suddenly stepped out of the bed, wearing only his Chinese clothes, opened the door to the disciple's room.

The first night I left Wuhui Island, I don’t know if the baby Tuer slept well...

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In the dark room, there were a few unbearable breaths.

Yun Buqi was lying on the bed, her beautiful peach eyes closed tightly, and a light sweat came out of her forehead.

The slender and thinly callused fingers slowly swept across the sensitive tip, thinking that these hands had only lingered on the master's shoulders and arms, Yun Buqi snorted, and only felt that his body was so hard that it hurts.

He never knew that he would have such a strong * for a person.

That's so thick that he can't help but go down as long as he thinks of it. His body tightens.

He still remembers the thirteen-year-old night, when he woke up from a confused and ambiguous dream, and felt the subversive pleasure in his heart when he felt the coldness of his lower body.

Yes, pleasure.

From seeing the first side of Master, he told himself that he should never let go in this life.

At one time, although he was full of possessiveness towards the master, he was young and ignorant and didn't know how to truly and completely possess a person.

But since then, everything has been different.

He still remembers that in the dream, the master once lay all over his body*, his face was stained with affection. The red is moving, and the eyes of the phoenix are full of intolerable water...

The red lips that I taught myself every day opened slightly, and those slender legs were energetically separated by myself, put on my shoulders, and then...

Then he stood up hard and entered a wonderful place...

Yun Buqi opened his eyes abruptly, peach-blossom eyes stared into the darkness blankly, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all, increasing his strength and acting like a self-abuse.

The strong waist moved up unconsciously, the chest undulated violently, the forehead was sweaty, and the throat let out an unbearable low growl.

The pleasure is getting stronger and stronger, and the fiery red figure in his mind becomes more vivid, Yun Buqi gritted his teeth tightly, and his panting voice grew louder and louder.

Suddenly, there was a soft noise outside the house, Yun Buqishengsheng, who was about to climb to the top, stopped the gushing out*, his red eyes suddenly opened, and he looked vigilantly in the direction of the door.

But just for a moment, the vigilance in his eyes disappeared.

The figure familiar enough to turn into ashes and never forgotten was printed on the door, Yun Buqi held his breath, his eyes darkened.

A rare trace of embarrassment flashes across Ye Sinian’s face. As an adult man, he can naturally guess what a good thing the master who makes that rough gasp is doing...

Originally, I was only planning to see that I was sleeping peacefully, but I didn't expect to encounter such a scene. For the most part, Ye Sinian had always been thick-skinned, and his ear tips were hot at this time.

This... the soundproofing effect of this inn is too bad!

Yun Buqi stared at the stiff figure on the door. With a move of his heart, a complicated and unspeakable smile appeared on his lips, his fingers slammed into the harder and hotter, and he moved slowly up and down. Up.

No longer suppressed in the mouth, the unbearable panting sound echoed in the dark room, mixed with the uncontrollable groan when he touched sensitive feelings.

Master...

He desperately screamed the two words that I didn't dare to say, Yun Buqi's eyes turned*. He stared at the familiar figure printed on the door, and the movements under him became more and more unrestrained.

Master...

The deep and thick panting sounds full of* sound in his ears, Ye Sinian slammed his hand back like an electric shock, and while complaining in his heart, the disciple who grew up did not behave as a child, and turned quickly back to the room. .

Mother, what is this called!

The figure on the door of the room completely disappeared. Yun Buqi closed his eyes, his hand was stagnant, and he was completely released.

A musky scent spread instantly, Yun Buqi closed his eyes, the corners of his lips turned up little by little, and slowly led to an unknown smile.

The bright red tongue sticks out, and slowly licks her dry lips. Yun Buqi sighs and breathes out. After venting, a low magnetic voice sounded in the dark.

"Master..."