moonlit night

Jun Changye didn't know how long he had stood in the yard.

The sky began to turn white, and then gradually turned black again, but no matter how many times he went back and forth, the passage of time seemed to have no meaning to him.

The heavy snow fell one after another, as if it would never stop, as if God couldn't see it, and wanted to wash away all the sins of this world.

Because he was afraid of disturbing Ning Yuanmei's diagnosis and treatment for Yue Qingchen, Jun Changye didn't dare to get too close, and just stood motionless in the courtyard. A thick layer of snow had accumulated on the pine tree next to him, and the branches trembled when they moved slightly. A loose handful fell, and it happened to hit Jun Changye's head and body.

It's cold, but it doesn't hurt, and it even has a bit of a sweet taste. It's very similar to when he was practicing at Juechen Peak. He didn't sleep all night because he took the time to learn the secret technique left by his mother. He was too tired during the day. , Unknowingly fell asleep lying on the table, when Yue Qingchen tapped lightly beside his table with a book, there was a breeze between his sleeves.

The past is vivid in my mind, all the madness seems to come out from the bottom of my heart, and then submerge Jun Changye like a tide.He couldn't grasp anything, he could only stare forward like a lost soul, as if he wanted to see the unconscious person inside through the closed wooden door in front of him.

During these days together, Master is more taciturn than before, often unable to say two or three words a day, and even if he does, it is all sarcastic.In fact, Jun Changye's heart aches, and he doesn't want to get along well with him, but there is always a voice in his subconscious telling him that this is the only way to keep Master by his side, and if he wants to keep him, he must pay such a price.

But if he can't get his heart, what's the point of all that he has done?

In the past, he never regretted what he did to Yue Qingchen in Wangurusi, even when the other party was cold and silent, he wished to take his heart out and see what he was thinking. What, is it because you don't want to leave all the time, but you are afraid, afraid to see how disgusted and hated he is towards you.

But now, every word Ning Yuanmei said was like a sharp silver needle, piercing into the softest piece of flesh in his heart, making him see clearly how contradictory and selfish a despicable villain he is.

Those indelible wounds on Master's body were all caused by him, but he didn't know it, and he unscrupulously added layer after layer of bloody new wounds to his body and heart.

Jun Changye slowly squatted down, bent his knees, and knelt straight in the snow. It seemed that if he didn't do this, the guilt and regret would completely overwhelm him, and he would no longer be able to support the calmness he pretended on the surface. .

Why, why didn't you tell me?

He didn't dare to think about what kind of mood Master had withstood those 81 thunders and what kind of pain he had experienced. He was afraid that he would choke up when he thought about it. , knowing that even a tiny bit of tribulation cloud is enough to make people feel heartbroken.

81 Dao, no wonder... no wonder he has to cultivate for ten years.

But even ten years later, he still hasn't fully recovered.Or almost recovered, but all destroyed by themselves.

Didn't Master have already thought about it, to bear all this for himself?But in the water prison, why did he pretend to be Senior Sister Qingluan?

"We've been together for so long, I don't believe you don't understand my mind."

I don't believe you don't understand, my... mind.

Then, how did you answer yourself?

Things like sincerity are used to trample on them, and you will never understand this feeling.

It's ridiculous, he was really confused at the time, he was in a secret realm, and he clearly made it clear to his senior sister, how could she say that kind of thing again, how could the person who came to save him be the real her?

Jun Changye still remembered that before he opened his eyes, he clearly felt the breath of the master, cold and gentle.But when he woke up, what he saw was not the person he wanted to see, and his reason was suddenly overwhelmed by the disappointment and anger in his heart.

At that time, I never considered other possibilities at all.

I was wrong, I really knew it was wrong.

Can you... forgive me this time?

Thinking back on everything he did later, Jun Changye just wanted to slap himself hard and poke a few holes in his body, but before he could put this idea into practice, he suddenly heard There was a "squeak" sound.

The door opened.

Jun Changye raised his head abruptly, and saw Ning Yuanmei close the door, and came out exhausted. Seeing him kneeling in the snow, he was taken aback for a moment, but then he lowered his face, walked up to Jun Changye and said coldly:

"Did you put silk thread into his body?"

"Pull the silk thread?" Jun Changye frowned, and couldn't believe his ears, "What do you mean by Master Uncle?"

"Then ask another way." Ning Yuanmei saw that he dared to pretend to be stupid, and the anger that had been calmed down in his heart flared up again: "You trapped him with the fairy rope, right?"

Jun Changye looked up at her for a moment, gritted his teeth and admitted, "Not bad."

But then he immediately asked: "But what is the matter of pulling the silk thread that Master Uncle said? How is Master?"

When he said this, his face was mixed with surprise and pain, which didn't seem to be fake, but when he asked the last sentence, there was extremely strong emotion in the depths of his eyes.

This kind of look is so familiar, it becomes more and more obvious after the hatred used to cover up disappears, it's like...

Love.

Ning Yuanmei was startled, and suddenly remembered that his brother was exhausted, as if part of his cultivation had been forcibly taken away by someone.Although there are many ways to seize cultivation, but his body was also subjected to the obscenity and evil technique of the Hehuan sect.

During his time away from Kunwu Mountain, what happened?

But no matter what happened, it must be inseparable from the person in front of him.

She didn't dare to think about it any more, she was afraid that she would burst into tears when she thought about it, and she didn't dare to face the person in front of her again, afraid that she couldn't help but make a move on his face that was so similar to Su Xihe, so she hurriedly turned her head away Go, said coldly:

"It's too bad. If you don't want to watch him die, go prepare the car. I will take my brother back to Kunwu."

"No," Jun Changye flatly refused subconsciously, "I'll treat it here, and I'll find anything my uncle needs for you."

Ning Yuanmei looked at him in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that Jun Changye had become such a stranger, disregarding Yue Qingchen's life and death, and gradually transformed into the shape of a lightsaber in his hand, coldly shouted:

"You don't care about his life, but I can't. Long Ye, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jun Changye supported the pine tree to stand up, shook off the snow on his body, turned a blind eye to the sword in her hand, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Uncle, don't waste your efforts. Please tell me first, what is the matter with pulling the silk thread, How can it be broken?"

Before the words were finished, the long sword arrived. Jun Changye tilted his head slightly, and happened to avoid the sword that was cutting towards him in the air, and took three steps back to avoid the three swords falling from the left, right and top film.

Although swordsmanship is not Ning Yuanmei's strong point, but if he really wants to learn from practitioners below the Mahayana level, he will not be helpless.But during the process, Jun Changye didn't draw his sword, but just dodged blindly. Ning Yuanmei went from [-]% of his strength at the beginning to [-]% of his strength, and then exhausted all his strength, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

When did his cultivation reach such a high level?

I still remember that when we were in Kunwu Mountain, Ning Yuanmei had seen Yunya and Feizhen fight from a distance. The two were evenly matched, and neither could take advantage of the other. Much better.

Among the Demon Clan, the only one whose cultivation base is higher than the Right Envoy is... so far no one knows his true face.

Ning Yuanmei stopped abruptly, and the sharp sword tip drooped down.She looked at Jun Changye, who was close at Chi Chi, and said bitterly, "Why, are you the new Demon Lord of the Demon Race?"

Although there are doubts, the tone is firm.

"Yes," Jun Changye lowered his eyes and murmured: "But don't worry, uncle, no matter who I am, I will not disregard his life. Please tell me, how can I cure him?"

Ning Yuanmei let out a long sigh, and the sword in his hand quickly disappeared without a trace, but he remained silent, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

At this moment, suddenly a black-clothed attendant hurried in from the outside, and when he saw Jun Changye, he said cautiously:

"Master, someone left something outside the door, I think it's better for you to go and see for yourself."

What is it that deserves such a fuss?

Jun Changye felt gloomy in his heart, he just wanted to escape Ning Yuanmei's disappointed eyes by leaving temporarily.But when I really walked over and took a look, I found that there were nine corpses of women lying side by side in a neat line outside the door. All of them were as beautiful as flowers, but they had broken hands or feet, and none of them was complete.

It was the nine female corpses that he had prepared earlier and released to investigate the news.

Without exception, they were all discovered by that person, and then they were all sent back to him like a mockery and a demonstration.

Jun Changye's heart trembled, and he was about to signal his attendants to drag the corpses back to the courtyard, but was interrupted by a sudden female voice.

"do not move."

The woman in the green skirt walked out from behind him with a dignified expression. As soon as she flicked her sleeves, eighteen silver needles swirled out of her hands, piercing the nine corpses on the ground respectively, penetrating from the spirit of the sky, and holding them firmly. nailed to the ground.

At the moment of being pierced, the body that had been motionless suddenly struggled, but was unable to move a single bit due to the silver needles piercing the head.

Ning Yuanmei seemed to have expected it long ago, and with a frown, nine more needles were administered.Those small needles were extremely flexible, and quickly opened up the female corpse, and then picked out one after another crystal clear silk threads from her abdominal cavity.

"This is Yansi, don't tell me, you don't recognize these."

She pointed at those silk threads, obviously extremely disappointed in Jun Changye.

"That's right, I recognize it." Jun Changye touched his neck subconsciously, and there was a deep scar where the bones were once hidden by the collar.

"A few years ago, I met a man who could manipulate puppets very cleverly. I just didn't expect that he was willing to be driven by the ghost clan. Uncle, I got the immortal rope from the ghost clan. I checked it, and there is no problem. I don't think so, they have been eyeing the master for a long time, so they made such a risky move. The most urgent thing right now is to find a way to untie it. You must have a way, right?"

Ning Yuanmei looked at him for a moment, and saw that the other person's eyes were still a little red, and he didn't look like he was lying, so he couldn't help but believe him.In addition, Yue Qingchen's situation couldn't be delayed, so he had to temporarily put aside those dirty things and walked towards the courtyard.

"You come in with me first."