Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

As evening comes, heavy snow falls. This winter, there has been a lot of snow.

Bei Yi hurriedly cooked two dishes and boiled a pot of soup.

"Master, it's time for dinner."

"Ah."

Seeing Han Ziyu finish the food he cooked, he felt extremely satisfied. Beiyi poured two glasses of wine for him: "Master, drink some wine to warm yourself up tonight."

"Ah."

After finishing the meal, Han Ziyu felt that the person in front of him slowly appeared as a ghost.

His face was dizzy with alcohol, the chopsticks in his hand fell to the table with a clatter, and his eyes closed accordingly.

Han Wuchou flew out of the bottle: "You, do you think it's feasible?"

Bei Yi: "This is the only way. I can't drag Master down. You send Master back to the top of Wangya."

Han Wuchou was puzzled: "You don't like him. After letting Han Xianzun leave like this, when can you two meet again?"

"The outside world just wants to arrest me. It has nothing to do with Master. I shouldn't involve him. From now on, I will be responsible for everything. To like someone is not to bind him, but to let him be free and famous, not to be with me. Being insulted.”

Han Wuchou sighed: "Okay."

Bei Yi prepared a carriage: "The dose of this medicine is enough for him to sleep for two days and two nights. You drive faster and try to get him to the top of Wangya when he wakes up."

"Then where are you going?"

"The world is so big, there is always a place to stay, so why not be at home all over the world." Bei Yi said with a smile.

Two days later, the man from Baishui Palace slowly woke up. He held his forehead and said, "Bei Yi~"

Looking around, he saw that he was actually staying in the White Water Palace. He rubbed his eyes and realized that this was indeed the White Water Palace.

"Bei Yi."

No one responded.

"Bei Yi."

Han Wuchou flew out of the bottle: "Zi Yu, are you awake?"

"Where is Bei Yi? Why am I here?"

"He, he didn't want to drag you down, so he put medicine in your food..." Han Wuchou whispered.

When he heard that his master had woken up, Xi Qing ignored the etiquette and rushed into his bedroom: "Master, are you awake?"

"Yes." Han Ziyu put on her outer robe and said.

Mu Yuan also hurried over.

Xi Qing patrolled for a week but did not see Bei Yi: "That bitch didn't come back? Where did he die?"

Han Wuchou said: "Master Bei is not coming back."

Xi Qing frowned and said in a harsh tone: "You're not coming back? What do you mean? You're not coming back from now on?"

Han Wuchou nodded.

When Xi Qing got excited, he almost threw the green snake in his sleeves to the ground. He quickly stopped his hand and said, "If you love me, you won't love me back. Who cares about him?"

Mu Yuan: "Master, Elder Feng Chen has something to discuss with you."

Xi Qing: "Why don't you let Master take a break just after we get back? The old man has so many things to do."

Han Ziyu shouted: "Xi Qing, have you completely forgotten the etiquette of being away from me for a few days?"

Xi Qing pursed his lips: "Disciple knows his mistake."

Han Ziyu raised his feet and rushed to Qingwa Peak where Elder Feng Chen was.

Mu Yuan said hurriedly: "Master, Xiao Qi will leave the cabinet tomorrow."

Han Ziyu was stunned: "Xiao Qi is leaving the cabinet?"

"Yes."

He had only been away for a month, so how could Xiao Qi have gotten married: "Who is the man?"

"Young Master of Langyue Palace, Ou Hongcheng." Mu Yuan said.

"Master, senior sister's life-long event, that piece of shit Bei Yi, didn't even come back. She really raised a white-eyed wolf." Xi Qing gritted his teeth in anger.

"The demonic energy has entered Bei Yi's body. Now he is regarded as a monster by the outside world. Looking back at the top of the cliff will only make him more dangerous." Han Ziyu said, his tone seemed indifferent but revealed helplessness and sadness. After all, he is the master. He is not strong enough to protect his disciples.

"Then will he come back when Senior Sister gets married?" Xi Qing asked.

"I don't know." Han Ziyu said.

Xi Qing was a little worried: "If you don't come back, you won't come back. I'm too lazy to think about him."

Early the next morning, Pinglu Peak was filled with joy, the windows were plastered with happy characters, red silk was floating in the wind, and the previously deserted Baishui Palace was filled with red items.

"The Immortal Lord is so grand that he actually used the east chamber of White Water Palace as Senior Sister Wang's boudoir to be married."

"Isn't that right? Senior Sister Wang has a cheerful personality and a gentle person. Whoever sees her doesn't feel pity for her? She really took advantage of that boy Ou Hongcheng."

"Except for Senior Brother Bei, no one has ever lived in White Water Palace. Senior Brother Bei only lives in the west wing. It seems that Senior Sister's status is extraordinary."

A female disciple said: "What do you know? The Immortal Master is doing this for the sake of senior sister. The senior sister is an inner disciple of the Immortal Master and can be married in such a magnificent White Water Palace. The Immortal Master also specially prepared a generous dowry for her... ...For the sake of Master, if you give them a hundred courages, they, Langyue Palace, will not dare to neglect Senior Sister."

Xi Qing stood in the White Water Palace. On a cold day, he was sweating all over. He was even more nervous than a bride to be married.

Wang Ruonan, who was dressing up in the boudoir, was gently stirring her fingers and pursed her lips. Now there is no turning back. The past is all in the past and can never be looked back.

Elder Lu Yao personally combed Wang Ruonan's hair: "One comb to the tail, two combs to the white hair and eyebrows, three combs to the children and grandchildren."

Wang Ruonan looked at the person in the bronze mirror who had applied pink and white. She looked very different from her. Her gentle willow eyebrows, small cherry mouth, and a pair of bright big eyes made her look gentle and graceful, which was quite different from her usual carefree self.

Lu Yao said: "When I first came to Wangyadian, I always wanted to accept you as my disciple. However, your stubborn temper made Han Guang cry and make trouble and insisted on becoming his disciple. Finally, Han Guang accepted you under Mu Yuan's persuasion."

Wang Ruonan smiled: "Thank you Elder Lu for your love and care back then."

"Why should I cherish it or not? It's just that I am in charge of the medicine hall and my medical skills need to be passed on..."

The two chatted for a while, and Lu Yao said again: "Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now I have become a bride. Time is like running water."

Wang Ruonan lowered his eyes, yes, time is like running water...

"Ruonan, getting married is not as easy as cultivating. When you arrive at Langyue Palace, you must remember your identity, be in harmony with your husband, not be instigated by others, and take good care of your husband and children."

"Well, thank you Elder Lu for your advice."

Several junior sisters on the side had tears in their eyes: "Senior sister, don't forget us."

"You little fool, why are you crying? Today is a happy day. Don't cry."

"Well, I won't cry, senior sister, you want to be happy."

Wang Ruonan raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "I'll be back in three days. Why are you crying? Don't cry."

"Ah."

Seeing that the auspicious moment was approaching, Xi Qing became even more nervous. He glanced at Mu Yuan aside and saw that his senior brother had a cold look on his face and his fingers were clenched tightly. He seemed to be able to see blood stains on his palms.

"Senior brother."

Mu Yuan looked into the distance.

"Senior brother."

Mu Yuan was stunned.

"Senior brother."

"what?"

Xi Qing took a step forward and said, "Senior brother, why don't you try to get married today? You look like this, you simply don't want your senior sister to marry someone else."

Mu Yuan covered his mouth with one hand: "Shut up."