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

Bei Yi beat his head in pain. He shook his head to keep his consciousness clear. Looking at Han Ziyu with her eyes closed tightly on the bed, Bei Yi was heartbroken: "Master, I was wrong, Zi Yu, Wake up."

After saying that, he immediately picked up the little Apple on the ground. Before he passed out, he and his master were the only two people in the room. Why did the little Apple come here?

"Little Apple, little Apple." If Little Apple is gone, senior sister probably won't be able to hold on.

Thinking of this, Bei Yi immediately probed Little Apple's nose. Fortunately, he was still breathing.

He immediately lost his spiritual power to Little Apple.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Bei Yi immediately became alert when he saw the person coming.

"If your inner energy is not there, instilling spiritual power into others will backfire." Liu Yanqing looked at Bei Yi and said.

"How did you know I lost my inner energy?"

"You have been infected by Crane's Crown Red. I just found out when I detoxified you."

"When will my master wake up?"

"There was some poison left in his body. Those poisons had been in his body for several years. Hedinghong indirectly induced hidden injuries in his body. It would probably take a day to wake up, but it would be difficult for his body to recover as before. "

Bei Yi looked at the bed distressedly, and the pain in his heart faded away. He thought that his master would never come back. He thought that he would be alone for the rest of his life. At that moment, he wanted to die in the past. He did not want to experience his previous life again. He couldn't accept a life without Han Ziyu.

He held Han Ziyu's hand. Fortunately, the master's pulse had recovered. He excitedly went to test Han Ziyu's breathing. Fortunately, it was okay. Fortunately, it was okay.

Liu Yanqing carried the body away from the ground, then stood aside and looked at the master and apprentice who behaved intimately, and smiled lightly.

"Sometimes, it is not a good thing to deny oneself and return to propriety."

Bei Yi glared over.

Liu Yanqing: "I once admired my master."

Bei Yi straightened up and walked towards Liu Yanqing: "Shut up, Master and I have a clean relationship. It is definitely not the kind of relationship you say."

"Isn't that true? Only Mr. Bei knows it best."

After Liu Yanqing finished speaking, he handed Bei Yi some medicine: "If you use it for seven days, his condition will improve."

Bei Yi took the medicine bottle dubiously.

Liu Yanqing said slowly: "My master is the person who loves me the most in the world. The world says he is ruthless, but he gave all his tenderness and care to me. When I thought life was hopeless, when I was seeking death When I wanted to destroy myself again and again, Master gave me hope to live."

Liu Yanqing continued: "Life is really unpredictable."

Bei Yi frowned: "You and your master?"

"After my master found out about my feelings for him, he expelled me from the sect and severed ties with me. I thought he was my salvation. I worked hard to get to the shore, but he pushed me into the abyss. He said I was not worthy. As his disciple, in order to show his attitude, he did not hesitate to destroy his cultivation, lose his medical skills, and become a useless person..."

"He cherishes his medical skills the most, but in order to sever ties with me, he ruined all his medical skills, all his medical skills, all his medical skills, haha, haha, I hope Mr. Bei will find a good man."

After hearing this, Bei Yi felt sad. The master was pulled into the endless darkness by him. He was such a high-ranking person, such a noble and upright person, and he actually fell in love with such a monster like himself...

If it were to happen again, without the fetters of the previous life, the Master in this life would be safe and sound, and his life would be worry-free.

But without his master's company and guidance, he would still become a murderous demon.

Liu Yanqing looked at Bei Yi and sighed: "Mr. Bei, I wish you good luck."

After Liu Yanqing left, Bei Yi immediately helped Little Apple, who was showing signs of waking up, on the bed.

Little Apple didn't cry or fuss after waking up, she just complained that her chest hurt and her throat hurt.

Bei Yi took some medicine and fed it to Little Apple. All of them could die, but Little Apple could not. She was still a child and it was her senior sister's life.

If Little Apple dies, Senior Sister will definitely seek death as well.

Little Apple grabbed Bei Yi's sleeve: "Uncle Bei Yi, where is my grandma?"

"Your mother-in-law will be back soon."

Little Pingguo kept coughing: "Uncle Beiyi, I want to eat apples."

Bei Yi touched Little Apple's head: "When you leave here, uncle will buy you a lot of apples and plant apple trees all over the yard."

"Okay, okay." Little Apple's voice was weak. It was clear that poisoning would cause severe pain, but she endured the pain and didn't want to make others worry too much.

"Uncle Beiyi, have you seen my father?"

A thought flashed through Bei Yi's mind, and he immediately denied it: "Well, your father, your father is tall and handsome. He loves to laugh and loves your mother-in-law very much."

"I have never met my father,"

"Your father"

"He's dead, right? Grandma always lies to me and says that Dad has gone to a far away place. Every month, Dad writes a letter. The font on the letter is exactly the same as Grandma's font. Dad has been gone for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Little Apple pursed her lips: "I want to meet my dad, fly a kite with my dad, let dad feed me, I want to sit on my dad's shoulder and watch the sunset..."

Bei Yi rubbed Little Apple's head. These troubled times have caused families to be torn apart...

When will this troubled world end?

He looked at the little apple, feeling a little sour in his heart. He took out the candy that Master gave him from his arms: "Want to eat it?"

Little Apple nodded with tears in her eyes.

Bei Yi looked at the tender little apple in front of him, feeling full of love in his heart.

He thought the master had the same feelings for him at the beginning. He was reborn many years ago and became Han Ziyu's disciple. He had no father or mother, couldn't even form a single inner yuan, and was confused all day long. Haunting the Master.

He thought of senior brothers, senior sisters, Xi Qing and Zhao Zhiruo again.

Except for Xi Qing, all of them have no father or mother, including their master.

Several people without homes gathered together in a home, cuddling together to keep each other warm.

He looked at his master like a falling leaf, seemingly indestructible, but in fact he was a lonely person inside.

Two cold hearts clinging to each other

Two lonely souls grinding against each other

Bei Yi didn't know why he was so sentimental recently. Maybe it was because they only had less than a month left.

Maybe it was a premonition that Master was about to know the truth about his past life.

At that time, he could no longer stay by his master's side in an upright manner.

Like a thief of light, hiding in the dark, testing again and again whether the light will sting the skin.

"Master, I'm sorry." He whispered sincerely.

Bei Yi comforted Little Apple to sleep.

Early the next morning, the sun streamed in through the window, and the ice crystals emitted a dazzling light that hurt the eyes.

Han Ziyu woke up slowly. He looked at the man lying next to him and felt sweet in his heart. However, the man's pillow was wet and there were tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Han Ziyu raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Now that he is so old, he still cries easily as he did when he was a child.

Bei Yi took Han Ziyu's hand: "Master, are you awake?"