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

"Get out of here, young master, don't be a coward."

Bei Yi was woken up by a burst of shouting. He had a splitting headache, and his memory still lingered on him stabbing Han Ziyu with his sword.

The door was kicked open with a bang.

"You bitch, get out of here. I've been looking for you for two months, but you're hiding here."

Bei Yi looked at the irritable Xi Qing with disgust on his face: "Are you crazy?"

Xi Qing held the Qinglong Sword: "You dare to hurt Master, I will kill you."

"Master, are you awake?"

"You still have the nerve to mention Master, do you know how badly he was injured? He repaired the barrier alone, his spiritual power was exhausted and his inner energy was damaged. In the end, he was stabbed by his own disciple. You... You bitch, I'm going to kill you today." Xi Qing angrily raised his Qinglong Sword and stabbed Bei Yi.

Bei Yi rolled off the bed, took out Mo Chen and held it against Qinglong.

"Master is unconscious and hasn't woken up yet, but you went to Yingtan Peak to recuperate. How shameless are you?"

"Am I at Yingtan Peak now?"

"Go back to the White Water Palace, kneel in front of the master, and admit your mistake to him." The Qinglong sword pointed directly at Bei Yi's neck.

Bei Yi recalled that during the chaos at the top of the cliff, he clearly saw Han Ziyu stabbing Xiao with Wu Ge.

"Who's making such a fuss here?"

Xi Qing saluted: "Uncle."

Xiao Lin walked in and helped Bei Yi who was lying on the ground: "I didn't think well about this matter. I saw this kid was seriously injured and couldn't wake up, so I took him to Yue Xing Palace."

Xi Qing glared at Bei Yi: "Are you leaving?"

Xiao Lin cast a spell to test Bei Yi's injury: "It seems that your injury has healed a lot in the past two months. Go back quickly and spend more time with your master."

Xi Qing put away the Qinglong Sword and pulled Bei Yi over from Xiao Lin: "Uncle, please forgive me for disturbing you. I will take Bei Yi away."

After leaving the door of Yue Xing Palace, Xi Qing let go of his arm: "Bei Yi, you are really worthless for the master. You are a wolf-hearted thing. You knew that Xiao Lin was not on good terms with the master, and you deliberately got close to Xiao Lin." Forest."

Xi Qing looked at Bei Yi with disgust: "Why did you attack Master? He has saved you so many times, why did you attack him?"

Faced with Xi Qing's questioning, Bei Yi couldn't say a word.

"Say it!" Xi Qing called out the green dragon and put it on his neck.

"He took action against Xiao Lin."

"You fart, Master, there's no way it could hurt anyone's life, you're fucking blind." Xi Qing was so angry that he wanted to kill him. He held Qinglong's hand tightly but did not stab him.

Bei Yi recalled the scene that day. It couldn't be wrong. Han Ziyu must have wanted to kill Xiao Lin. That was definitely the case.

He was the one who killed Xiao Lin in his previous life, and he had a very bad relationship with Xiao Lin...

Bei Yi was stunned on the spot, would Han Ziyu kill anyone? He had never killed anyone in the two and a half years we had been together...

"When Master wakes up, let's see how he punishes you."

Bei Yi hurried to Baishui Palace. When he opened the palace door and saw the withered lotus in the lotus pond, his heart felt like a needle pricking his heart.

Walking through the corridor from the main hall to Han Ziyu's dormitory, Xi Qing kicked him to the ground: "Look, open your dog eyes and take a good look. Master is still awake."

How could it be, how could he be so seriously injured.

Seeing that Qinglong was about to pierce Bei Yi's chest, Mu Yuan rushed over immediately, and Shan Ping's knife flew to block Qinglong: "Master hasn't woken up yet, what are you doing in his dormitory?"

Xi Qing couldn't help but held Qinglong up and grabbed Bei Yi's collar: "Master, in order to repair the barrier, all his spiritual power was exhausted, his inner energy was also damaged, and he was finally injured by a ghost, and your Mo Chen sword Gave him the most fatal blow, Mo Chen went straight through his chest. If Mo Chen had been farther away, it would have pierced the master's heart!" Xi Qing roared, "Fuck you, I really want to kill you. You, Master, he treats you so well, for you he endures the risk of going crazy to perform psychic techniques on you, for you he was seriously injured many times, but you want to take his life."

Mu Yuan pressed Xi Qing's hand: "Calm down, Master doesn't want to see his disciples killing each other."

Xi Qing put away Qinglong and stood aside angrily staring at Bei Yi.

Mu Yuan said: "Bei Yi, do you know how to repair the barrier?"

"It was Elder Shiji who made sacrifices to repair the damaged barrier."

Bei Yi lowered his eyes and couldn't say a word.

"When Xi Qing rushed over, he saw you summoning Mo Chen to stab the master. How can you bear to attack the master after so many years of being together?" Mu Yuan asked.

"When Master wakes up, you should apologize to Master properly. If Master is willing to forgive you, it doesn't matter. If Master doesn't forgive you, then it has nothing to do with us whether you join Xiao Lin's disciples or go down the mountain and leave."

Bei Yi didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only nodded, and then he wanted to walk into Han Ziyu's bedroom, but Xi Qing blocked him with the Qinglong Sword.

"You live in the side hall, and you can't enter the master's bedroom. Who knows what your plan is, whether you want to strike the master with a sword while he is unconscious." Xi Qing said.

"I"

"What am I? I'm going to live in your side hall."

Late at night, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, and more and more images of Han Ziyu came to his mind.

In order to save himself in the city palace, Han Ziyu's shoulder blade was scratched by Wu Qi. In Poison Valley, he was seriously injured due to grain poison, causing amnesia. In Tongwuzhen, he was seriously injured in order to save himself and even used psychic skills to save himself. In Wanxu Mountain, he even killed people for himself...

Pictures of past lives also came flooding in, giving Bei Yi a splitting headache.

He propped himself up and sat up, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He opened the window, the mist outside the window was misty, and the cold air rushed towards him.

He gently opened the door, jumped away, and came to Han Ziyu's bedroom. He slowly opened the window and looked at the sleeping person on the bed. He felt so painful that he couldn't breathe, as if he had lost something very important. thing.

"Master."

The person on the bed didn't react at all.

Bei Yi approached: "Master."

He sat on the edge of the bed all night and left through the window at dawn.

Two days later, the news of Han Ziyu's awakening spread all over Wangya Peak in an instant.

Xi Qing held Bei Yi and knelt in front of Han Ziyu's bed, but Han Ziyu just frowned and said nothing else.

But later Elder Feng Chen came to ask for a disciple for Xiao Lin: "Han Guang, the top of Wangya was severely damaged. All of Nan Sheng's direct disciples died in this battle. Now, can I borrow a direct disciple from you to help Nan Sheng survive?" Difficulties?"

Xi Qing glared at Elder Feng Chen and said, "Why did you choose from my master? Could it be that you bullied my master who just woke up from a coma."

Han Ziyu sat up and said, "Xi Qing, why can't you learn the etiquette I taught you?"

"Disciple understands his mistake." Xi Qing immediately lowered his head and looked at Bei Yi, who was kneeling beside the bed, stepped forward and kicked him.

"Now Elder Shi Ji is dead, and all the direct disciples under each elder are injured. That's why I, Feng Chen, made this move."

After Feng Chen left, Han Ziyu dragged her sick body and put on her robe: "Xiao Qi hasn't come back yet?"

"Well, Ou Hongcheng broke his arm to save senior sister. Senior sister felt guilty and went with him to the Langyue Palace to take care of him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ruonan hurried over: "Master, Master, are you awake?"

She ran up with tears in her eyes and stood beside Han Ziyu obediently.

"Well, Xi Qing will call Mu Yuan."

"Yes."

Four disciples sat around, Han Ziyu said: "Is there anyone who wants to practice with Nansheng Xianzun?"

No one responded.

"The four of you must choose one person today." Han Ziyu said coldly.

Xi Qing said: "Master, I won't go. I just want to stay by your side and practice with you."

Wang Ruonan's eyes were filled with tears: "Master, Xiao Qi doesn't want to be left behind again."

Mu Yuan said: "Master, I don't want to go."

Han Ziyu looked at Bei Yi, who was silent across from him, and their eyes met.

"Bei Yi, go ahead."

When the words came out, Bei Yi's heart seemed to be pierced by an arrow. He felt unable to breathe, and the feeling of being abandoned in his previous life came back again.

He waited for a long time and said softly: "Yes."

Isn't this exactly what he wants, so why is he so unwilling?

Bei Yi pinched his thigh and took a few breaths.

When the others left, Bei Yi still sat there motionless.

Han Ziyu said: "Pack your luggage and go to Yingtan Peak in the afternoon."

"Master." Bei Yi raised his head and looked at Han Ziyu.

"What's the matter?"

Can anyone and anything make you leave me? Am I so cheap and so in your eyes?

"Master, are your injuries feeling better?"

"Ah."

"I'm sorry, I hurt you by mistake that day."

"There is no need to call me Master from now on."

Bei Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"On that day in the Nine Heavens, did Mo Chen go astray?" Han Ziyu turned around and looked at Bei Yi, clenching her fingers slightly.

Bei Yi lowered his head and said nothing.

"Let's go." Han Ziyu said.

……

Two days later, Shiji was buried.

Bei Yi changed into green clothes and stood behind Xiao Lin.

The rain that day washed away the lingering smell of blood on the top of Wangya.

The rain was pouring down, and each raindrop seemed to hit Bei Yi's heart. His heart hurt for some reason.

He looked at the man in white standing in the distance. He was as indifferent as ever, so indifferent that no one dared to approach him. The cold wind ruffled his hair, and his white hairband fluttered in the wind.

When Han Ziyu turned around, Bei Yi immediately lowered his head.

Xi Qing stared at Bei Yi in the distance and said to Wang Ruonan: "Damn it, sooner or later I will kill him."

Wang Ruonan: "Ah Qing, A Yi may have some difficulties."

"What's the reason? Damn it. When my Xi Qing Kung Fu improves greatly, I'll beat him until he cries for father and mother."

Bei Yi raised his eyes and looked at Xi Qing and Wang Ruonan who were fighting in the distance, but there was only the sound of rain and wind around him.

All the good things have nothing to do with him.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Xiao Lin asked.

Bei Yi said: "Elder Shiji chose to sacrifice in order to save everyone's lives. The disciples admire him very much."

"It's rare for you to have such feelings." Xiao Lin smiled slightly.

Bei Yi also smiled.

Every move he and Xiao Lin made fell into Han Ziyu's eyes.

Han Ziyu shook his hand and turned his head, refusing to take another look.

Anyway, the kidneys are so good!

Bei Yi turned around and looked for the man in white, but after looking for a long time, he didn't find him again.

Xi Qing squeezed through the crowd and walked past Bei Yi: "Hypocritical, disgusting as maggots. Senior sister, let's go."

Wang Ruonan didn't say a word when she passed by him.

When his eyes squeezed through the crowd and met Han Ziyu again, Han Ziyu avoided his sight.