My life in another world is up to me

"Wait a minute! Third Senior Brother."

Just when Ziyi was about to turn around and leave with his arms around his master, Zixi stopped him.And he was not impatient with him because the other party was young and fussy. Instead, he waited patiently and looked at him: "What's the matter? Kid."

The other party scratched his head, smiled silly, and walked over.

"This is for you, Third Senior Brother." Like his eclectic style, the shape and color of his storage props are also very strange, like a big black cat that has been lying softly, with a string of strings hanging from it. The spars and small stones of various colors make a "clang" sound when touched.He stretched out his hand and pulled it inside, and took out a formation plate.

"This is the latest one I have refined." Speaking of this, a shy blush appeared on his face, and his eyes were a little flustered: "Although it is far worse than the one you refined, senior brother, it is still the best one I have refined." You can use it directly, brother." Ziyi looked down, and from the runes on it, he could deduce that this array has a strong defensive function, and it is also resistant to foreign attacks. Has a certain chance to reflect damage.

Immediately, his face softened a lot: "You did a good job, Zixi."

"You are very talented, don't underestimate yourself." He said this very seriously, but it made Zixi even more embarrassed, and he directly stuffed the array into Ziyi's arms, and ran away: "Then senior brother, what are you doing?" Go ahead and get busy, I'm going to clean up the monsters too, or I'll be cleaned up by the animals later."

While running, he murmured in his heart: "Compared to others, I am indeed much better, but compared to the third senior brother, I am far behind." However, the third senior brother's attainments in this area are no longer considered human. category.

Of course Ziyi didn't know about the muttering in his heart, but it didn't affect Ziyi's impression of him better.

It's just that the master's injury was too serious, and he didn't have time to delay here, so he immediately put on the formation board Zixi gave him, and went to the island with his arms around the master, and didn't stop until he reached a dry flat land.

He found a dead tree with only half of it left, and put the master down, and his action also awakened the master who was already in a half-conscious state.He opened a pair of dazed eyes, and he couldn't see clearly in his vision, but in the next second, a forceful rush of blood woke him up: "Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood poured down, and his face was instantly pale as snow.

"Master!" Ziyi, who had just buried and activated the formation plate given by the fourth junior brother, was shocked when he heard the voice, and immediately flashed to the master's side, and put one hand directly on the gate of life, inputting a trace of spiritual energy , in an attempt to prevent further deterioration of the situation.

However, it seems to be of no use.

"Cough-cough-puff-cough-puff-" As if he couldn't stop for a while, the master coughed, and the blood rushed down his throat to his mouth, and then seeped out through the corner of his mouth. When it was sprayed, it became a mouthful of blood foam.Fortunately, the amount of blood spit out in these few mouthfuls is not as much as before, otherwise Ziyi would really doubt whether his master would die on the spot.

"Damn it!" In terms of techniques, Ziyi is most proficient in formations, not alchemy.So although he could find out that there was an unfamiliar icy aura lingering in the opponent's veins, it was still difficult to find a suitable method to completely remove it.He kept counting the pills he had in his mind, but found that none of them could solve the urgent need at the moment.

In desperation, he had no choice but to let his master forcefully take a heavenly-ranked elixir for health and vitality.

Perhaps it was because the precious elixir had worked, and after the medicine dissipated, the master's complexion became better, and the cough was not so serious, but after all, there was still a twilight aura wrapped around him.

"Okay, don't be too busy." At this time, the master has completely woken up, but his spirit is very bad. He grabbed Ziyi's arm with one hand, and said weakly: "There are other people beside me. Is it?" He was so angry that Ziyi looked very worried, but he answered his question with a nod: "No, I am alone."

"Okay—cough—listen, Ziyi." Hearing that Ziyi was alone, the master felt relieved, and loosened his grip a little: "Among us—cough cough—there is the second elder— The - cough - person, he - brought us - cough - into the trap." After he said a few words, he coughed, but what he said shocked Zi Yi a little.

"What? Is the Second Elder colluding with the demon at this time?"

"Ahem—he doesn't have the guts." The master raised his head and took a deep look at Ziyi, and pinched his skin tightly again: "He just wants to take advantage of the chaos and get rid of me, so you must never return to the sect! After finishing speaking, he coughed again, spitting out several balls of blood-tinged saliva.

"Okay, I see, Master." Seeing him like this, Ziyi felt extremely uncomfortable, and he patted Master on the back to comfort him.

"Cough-cough-cough-cough--" With his help, the master finally coughed smoothly, but the raised face was full of desolation: "The whole world of cultivating immortals is at stake, they are still fighting What is it?" With a desolate look on his face, he said to himself: "If it wasn't for that child Zixi who used a formation to help me block one, I would have gone there on the spot."

In Ziyi's mind, Master should be an unsmiling person, always with an extremely indifferent expression, as if nothing could change his face.But today, with such sadness on his face, it seems that he was really hurt.

In this regard, Ziyi didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, hehe." After the reprimand, the master let out a weird laugh: "Do you hate me? Cough cough—but, what ground do they have to hate me? Cough—the whole division, The only one who has—ahem—has the qualifications to hate me is—Ziyi you!" As soon as he said that, Ziyi patted his hand on the back and stopped.

What does this mean?

"For 600 years, I have devoted myself to the sect. I am worthy of the master's explanation, the expectations of the disciples of the sect, and any of them." He seemed to have exhausted all his anger, closed his eyelids, and said out of breath: "They have What qualifications do you have to treat me like this? And my good apprentice, hehe." His voice became weaker and weaker, as if it was about to stop at any moment.

"Ahem—Ziyi, do you hate me?" Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at Ziyi.

And Ziyi was silent, because he didn't know what to say, he couldn't remember the past, and he didn't know what happened between Master and other people.It's just that he knew that when he looked at the master's haggard and pleading eyes, he would feel pain in his heart, so he shook his head.

"Heh——" his shaking of the head did not reassure Master, but he turned his eyes with a self-deprecating face: "Ahem—how can you not hate?" After saying this, he coughed violently again, frightened Ziyi has been busy for a while.

"Ahem—don't give me any more pills." After taking the heavenly pills twice, he finally had the strength to stop Ziyi from forcing the pills into his mouth: "My body I know, it's hopeless—cough." The eyes he glanced at Ziyi were full of nostalgia and pain, and he regretted why his former self would hurt this child's heart so much.

"No, master." Hearing what he said, Ziyi frowned: "I have other heavenly elixir here, which will definitely be effective."

"Cough—you should keep it, give it to me...cough cough...it's also a waste...cough." Seeing that the child cares about him so much, the master is very relieved, but he is more sad in his heart: "Yunniang died. She once begged me before, hoping that her child would be like a high-flying eagle, soaring freely and doing what she wanted."

Master, who was caught in the memory, became much more stable and spoke smoothly, and he no longer coughed like before.And his face is rosy, like a normal person, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just a flash of light

It's just that Ziyi was worried and wondering at the same time——

Who is Yun Niang?

It's just that although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't interrupt the master's confession, and while listening quietly, he sent spiritual energy into the other person's body.

"The blood on the bed at that time made me terrified, so I agreed." A look of pain flashed in the master's eyes, but it turned into a mockery: "But how did I actually do it?" He looked directly into Ziyi's eyes, the corners of his mouth trembling and his eyes full of regret: "I broke his wings, so that he can only see what I want him to see, and let him do what I want. do it."

"Just because he is my son!"

"Just because he is a natural sword body that is rare in ten thousand years!"

"Om-"

In an instant, Ziyi's brain exploded.

It seems that something is about to float out from the bottom of my heart.

The corner of his mouth twitched, trying to say something, but he couldn't say anything because his mind was blank.

But the next moment, he understood——

"When you were just born, I still thought about Yunniang's request, so even though I knew you were born with a sword body, I still resisted making any plans. But when you just learned to walk, you took a small sword and imitated mine. You seem to be practicing swordsmanship, and when you are five years old, you will be able to master the Broken Star swordsmanship, my heart can't be suppressed at all—"

"I told myself that I can't follow Yunniang's words, because that's ruining a peerless sword repair genius! So, I selectively forgot my promise to her—hehe——"

"Sure enough, you drew qi into your body at the age of three, established the foundation at the age of ten, achieved the golden elixir at the age of 30, and entered the ranks of the Nascent Soul when you were less than a hundred years old. You even used the early stage of the golden elixir to overwhelm your fellow disciples at the later stage of the golden elixir... "His eyes trembled, his focus was loose, and Ziyi, who was already flustered by his words, felt sad for a while: "Master, stop talking, I will treat you first."

"No! I want to say it!" The master, who was already half lying in Ziyi's arms, stood up suddenly, his eyes staring red and round like a bull that had been irritated.

"You are more talented than anyone else, and you work harder than anyone else." The more he said later, the more powerless he became, whether it was physically or mentally, recalling the past made him feel even more uneasy: "So, I told myself that I must grind you into the best sword in the world, and become an existence that all monks look up to."

"But, I forgot—" The tone in his mouth became mournful, most of his energy was taken away, he shrank like an old man, and roared in that low voice: "I forgot! Forgot that you are a man of flesh and blood with your own thoughts! You are my only son!" His voice was sad, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Ziyi was completely silent.

"I only care about my own thoughts, and I have never thought about what you think." At this time, the master's eyes were tearing apart, his eyes were red like blood, and he grabbed Ziyi's shoulders suddenly, and looked at him. Ziyi, who was very sober, asked eagerly: "Ziyi, have you ever blamed me?" But before Ziyi could answer, he let go of Ziyi's hand, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "You hate me, don't you?" .”

"It must be hated."

"I still remember that when you were nine years old, you got a yellow bird, how much you liked it, and even went all out to find its favorite food, but in my opinion, that was a plaything, so I just took it as I killed it in front of you." Maybe when people are about to die, the more they like to recall those memories that they have avoided, the more clearly they realize how bad their previous actions are: "This is just One of them, and many more..."

"I don't look like a father at all." Half of his body fell into the mud, and the cold touch made him lose his mind even more, and he confessed uncontrollably: "I shouldn't have treated you like this."

"I—" Ziyi, who was hugging him, was a little dazed, not knowing what to say.

He no longer remembered any of this, not even who he was.However, when he heard Master talking about these things and apologizing to him, a strong emotion rose from his heart. There was sourness, happiness, but more regret.

He thought, if those things really happened to him, he should have been relieved already.

Therefore, he said: "I have forgotten these things long ago. I like the current me very much." it is true.

"Heh—" Seeing that the child in front of him really didn't have a trace of hatred in his eyes, the master's eyes turned red.

"Yi'er, can you still call me father?"

Although he still doesn't know the truth of the matter, looking at the anticipation in the other party's eyes, Ziyi's heart is surprisingly soft: "Father."

"Hehe - good, good, good - my good Yier, my good son." The man seemed to have received great comfort, and he couldn't restrain the pain in his heart and cried out.

And Zi Yi, who was holding his body, couldn't help tightening his hands.

As if his heart knot had been untied, his voice became relaxed and misty, like smoke that would be blown away by the wind at any time: "Yi is a character, from the moon to the sun, from the yin to the yang—Zi Yi, I named you "Yi" because I hope to have a firm heart, not just in front of you, and the ability to turn complicated things into simple things, so I named you "Yi", Zi Yi. You have all of these It’s just that I have complicated your life.”

His voice became lower and lower, and in the end, he lost his voice completely, and his eyelids were completely closed, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"sorry."

Before Ziyi had time to feel his body that was gradually losing temperature, his mind was completely frozen.

what?

easy?

Ziyi?

Instead of Ziyi?

So, who is Ziyi?

……………….

…………

……

I remembered.

It's Ziyi.

It has always been Ziyi.

Su Ziyi.

I'm Su Ziyi.