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

The venom of the spirit-destroying snake broke out, and Bei Yi, dragging his sick body, returned to the top of Wangya one afternoon, but went straight to Xu Yifeng's residence.

"Dr. Xu, don't tell others that I'm back."

"Your senior sister misses you very much."

"I want to meet the master first and then see them again."

"Ah."

Bei Yi has been in a coma since the treatment.

Within a few days, heavy snow started to fall, the wind was biting and the ice was three feet deep.

When Han Ziyu came out of seclusion, his disciples held a banquet for him.

That day, Pinglu Peak was bustling with activity, and a group of disciples had specially rehearsed a program to welcome Han Ziyu out of seclusion.

Xi Qing frowned: "Master has gone out of confinement, why hasn't this guy come back? He doesn't even have a letter."

Wang Ruonan: "Junior brother should be on his way here."

Mu Yuan handed Han Ziyu the letters that Bei Yi had sent back in the past two years: "Master, these are the letters from my junior brother in the past two years."

Han Ziyu took the letter and slowly read it: "The handwriting is much better than before."

"Junior brother's cultivation has greatly increased and he is already at the level of an Immortal Master. In the past two years, he has been fighting demons and eliminating demons. The outside world calls him the Northern Immortal Master." Wang Ruonan immediately continued.

Han Ziyu raised his eyebrows: "Master Beixian?"

Xi Qing was filled with emotion and wished that his master would be proud of him one day.

Wang Ruonan said: "Yes, the outside world calls Ayi the Northern Immortal Master, and he is also recorded in the celebrity handbook."

Wang Ruonan took a celebrity handbook and handed it to Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu flipped through the catalog to the page where Bei Yi was. It contained dense records of his actions in the past two years.

Before I could finish reading, the party started.

A banquet was held for two hours. Han Ziyu drank two cups of Lotus Qing. He was drunk and his eyes were blurred. He raised his head and glanced at the bright moon, and the hearty smile of the young man appeared in his mind.

Han Ziyu shook his head, and the young man's voice lingered in his ears: Master, drink less.

Han Ziyu frowned. He turned around but there was no one around him. Was he drunk? Why did he think of Bei Yi so often?

He ate some spicy food and felt sleepy.

After the banquet dispersed, Han Ziyu dragged his shaky body down the mountain with his sword and came to the lake in the valley.

The lake has been covered with a thick layer of ice, the surrounding vegetation has withered, and the leaves of the banana tree have also fallen off.

The scene of the last sky lantern being placed here came to mind, and the young man's face gradually became clearer.

After being released from seclusion, everyone was there, but the young man was not there. Didn't you say you wanted to pick him up from seclusion?

Han Ziyu staggered. He staggered so much that he almost fell. When he leaned back, he fell into a hug.

"Master, this disciple is late." Bei Yi held Han Ziyu's waist.

"came back?"

"Well, the disciple came back late." Bei Yi stared at Han Ziyu's face. They hadn't seen each other for two years. The master was still the same as before. He stretched out his hand to gently touch Han Ziyu's eyebrows.

Han Ziyu smiled drunkenly, but Bei Yi was stunned. It was like millions of fireworks blooming in his eyes. The master actually smiled at him.

"Master."

"Ok?"

Only then did Bei Yi realize that he was already half a head taller than Han Ziyu. He lowered his eyes and looked at the master and said softly: "Why did you drink so much?"

"Ah."

Bei Yi hugged his waist: "Drink less. What if someone has bad thoughts towards you while I'm gone?"

Han Ziyu shook his head and said nothing.

"Let's go home, Master."

"Ah."

Bei Yi took off his cloak and put it on Han Ziyu: "It's such a cold day and you wear so little. What should you do if you get sick?"

The people in front of him no longer responded to his words.

Bei Yi smiled helplessly, brushed the broken hair from Han Ziyu's forehead, and then bent down to carry Han Ziyu, who was drunk and unconscious, and walked back. The moonlight shone down, and their figures were drawn by the moonlight. long.

The cold wind blew, ruffling their hair.

Bei Yi smelled the fragrance of lotus leaves on his body and felt very comfortable.

He did not rely on spiritual power, but simply carried Han Ziyu up the mountain for a long time. The clouds and mist shrouded the two of them in the depths of winter, as if they were in a fairyland.

Fortunately, we returned to White Water Palace before the mountain ban.

It’s been two years since I came here, and nothing has changed in Whitewater Palace.

Bei Yi pushed open the door of his bedroom, carried him back to the bed, pulled the quilt over him, then stood up and closed the window tightly.

Knowing that he was cold, he specially placed the lava stone next to him.

Bei Yi sat by the bed, looking intently at the person on the bed under the faint moonlight. He lowered his body unconsciously, wanting to kiss the person next to him, but he couldn't do that now.

Bei Yi pursed his lips and slowly lay down next to Han Ziyu.

"Master, my disciple seems to have done many wrong things. Will you blame me?"

Bei Yi turned over slightly, and slowly touched Han Ziyu's face with his hand: "Master, I'm sorry."

Han Ziyu's warm breath hit his palm, and the fragrance of lotus leaves mixed with sandalwood rushed into his nose. Bei Yi reacted in a helpless way.

He stretched out his hand to press the disobedient part, why couldn't he resist Han Ziyu's temptation in the past and present life.

Bei Yi recited the Heart-Cleaning Mantra and waited for a long time before getting rid of distracting thoughts from his mind.

The soft moonlight poured in through the window, and the person on the bed was dyed in moonlight.

Bei Yi stretched out his hand to block the moonlight. The moonlight knew how beautiful Han Ziyu was, so he climbed onto his bed to steal his coolness.

The person on the bed slept even more uneasily and kept tossing and turning.

Bei Yi had a sleepless night. He liked staying quietly beside Han Ziyu like this. It was like time had stopped and all the unpleasantness was forgotten at this time. Every breath and breath of the person in front of him could make him feel the beauty of life. .

Han Ziyu always liked to kick the quilt late at night, so Beiyi covered him with the quilt seven times.

The moonlight dispersed, the clouds and fog were dispersed by the early morning light, and half of the sun's head was revealed.

Bei Yi got up and walked out of Baishui Palace and returned to Xu Yifeng's residence.

The poison in his body has not been completely released, and the injuries on his body have not been healed yet. He doesn't want Master to worry about him.

The rooster crowed in the back mountain, waking Han Ziyu from his deep sleep. He turned over, pulled the quilt over his head and went back to sleep.

The rooster was reluctant and soon began to crow again.

Dengdengdeng-

There was a knock on the door.

"Master, there is morning class today." Wang Ruonan's voice sounded.

Han Ziyu sat up suddenly and almost forgot. He hurriedly washed and changed and walked out.

I rushed to the Disciple Academy before classes started.

After the lecture, Han Ziyu went to the canteen to get food.

Everyone retreated when they saw Han Ziyu.

"Han Xianzun, why are you in the dining hall?"

"Before, Senior Brother Bei cooked for Han Xianzun. Now that Senior Brother Bei has not come back, he naturally wants to come here to eat."

"You can't offend Lord Han Xian, otherwise you can be whipped to death with a whip."

Han Ziyu took bowls and chopsticks and followed a team. After a while, the team immediately dispersed, leaving only Han Ziyu in the entire team.

"You don't want to eat?" Han Ziyu asked.

The person who went to another queue said, "Suddenly I realized, um, the food cooked here is not, it's not what I want to eat."

Han Ziyu walked up and took a look: "You don't want to eat the spicy chicken?"

"It's too spicy, I can't get used to it..."

"Hanxian Zun, I like to eat sweet things."

"Yes, yes, eat something sweet, the spicy chicken is too spicy."

The person in charge of serving food was shocked when he saw Han Ziyu. All he could think about was Han Ziyu whipping fiercely. He heard that he hung his disciples on the punishment platform for several days and even made them surround the back mountain. After running twenty laps, there was even one person who lost his legs and became lame after running forty laps.

The cook filled a bowl of spicy chicken and handed it to Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu made another portion of Mapo Tofu and filled a bowl of white porridge.

He turned around and looked at the seats in the canteen. Most of them had three or five people sitting at a table.

Han Ziyu knew that these people were afraid of him, so he specially found a remote and deserted table to sit down.

After returning to Baishui Palace, I have been studying the techniques I learned in the cave in the back mountain.

I studied all afternoon until sunset.

Drowsiness swept over him, and Han Ziyu lay on the bed. When he turned around, he remembered his embrace last night.

He immediately sat up and recited the Pure Heart Mantra. As someone else's master, how could he think of ridiculous things? How could he be like this as a teacher? He could no longer think of such disgusting things.

But after reciting the Heart-Cleaning Mantra for half an hour, it had no effect at all, and Bei Yi's face repeatedly appeared in his mind.

Han Ziyu called out Wu Ge and held the sharp blade in his hand until his palm bled. The severe pain made him wake up completely.

Late at night, Han Ziyu felt no longer sleepy. She took out the celebrity handbook and looked at the page where Bei Yi was.

"Bei Xianshi - Bei Yi, born in May, is from Qi Zhen. He is eight feet tall, has a handsome face, and has a cheerful and informal personality. He came from Wangya Dian and studied under Han Guang Xianzun. He has a very good relationship with his master Han Guang. Tian Qi After two years of training in the mountains, he went all the way south. In the Baku area, he solved the threat of the inner earth demon and helped Baku solve the civil strife. Later, he went to the Yunshan area to slay demons and promote justice, and helped the villagers solve the threat of ghosts, killing hundreds of wolf monsters. Only, and was seriously injured for this. Later, he traveled to Fangyuan area, helped the villagers solve their food problem, fought with the government for a long time, solved the flood and insect disaster, and strangled hundreds of poisonous people in the Fangyuan Mountains. As a result, he was seriously injured for several months and almost lost his life. One arm..."

Han Ziyu was frightened after reading it. She was seriously injured for several months and almost lost an arm...

He read the page dozens of times, confirming over and over again that he had read it correctly. There are nearly a thousand words in the entire page, and there are ten serious injuries.

Han Ziyu seemed to be able to think of the scene where he was seriously injured, but wasn't the psychic technique there? Why hadn't he felt any pain in the past two years?

Bei Yi tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time. He wanted to know what the master was doing at this time, whether he was asleep or not?

But now that he was going to see him, and fearing that he would be worried, Bei Yi suppressed his eager heart and forced himself to fall asleep.

Before he could sleep for a while, a nightmare woke him up.

He dreamed that a left arm kept shouting in front of him: "Avenge me, avenge me, avenge me -"

Bei Yi woke up with lingering fears. A talking left arm was scarier than a ghost.

Bei Yi calmed down, thinking about what the hell those corpses without left arms in Gu Tie's palace were.

Before he could sleep for a while, a left arm appeared in his dream again.

"Avenge me, avenge me, avenge me, they killed me, avenge me!!"

Bei Yi started fighting with the left arm in his dream.