Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Wen Boyu has never been afraid of pain. When he was young, in order to gain the admiration of his master, he often practiced until his body was covered with bruises before giving up. Later, when he was able to be alone, he became the sharpest blade in the opponent's hand in order to carry out the belief in the master's heart. , Beheaded countless demon cultivators.

For him, no matter how much pain he suffers, in the end he can get what he wants the most - that is Master's approval.

But human lust is endless. He took Moxiu's life, but in the process, he gradually understood Moxiu's behavior.

Demon cultivators are cruel, torturing innocent lives, only for their selfish desires.

Except for some Moxiu who want to get the Dao of Longevity, there is another part because of love and hatred. He has seen Moxiu use all despicable means in order to get someone's love.

But in the end, instead of getting it, he even put his own life in it.

At that time, when he heard the news and arrived, the demon cultivator had already fallen to the ground covered in blood.

"Wen Baiyu? You came to kill me..." The magician recognized Wen Baiyu, and he stretched out his hand to press the bleeding wound on his chest. Although his expression was painful, his eyes were filled with a strange sense of happiness, "This way The injury was given to me by her..."

Wen Baiyu could tell at a glance that the demon cultivator was going to die, so he didn't do anything, just stood aside with his sword drawn, quietly waiting for the other party to die and completely destroy the body.

"I can't get her love, but everything I did has left traces in her heart..." Moxiu seemed to want to confide the thoughts that had been hidden in his heart all at once, "But if I can survive ...I probably won't be satisfied..."

"I hope her gaze will stay with me forever..."

When Wen Baiyu said the last sentence, the image of Master appeared in his mind.

At that moment, he realized that the emptiness and longing he had felt in his heart all along was love.

But this is not advisable, love that does not get a response is just futile pain, and the fate that finally ushers in is the same as that of the dead Moxiu.

It was precisely because Wen Boyu knew this, he became more and more cautious in his words and deeds in front of Zhuang Yuezhong, and used the behavior of killing the demon cultivator to numb his gradually agitated heart.

However, the desire and pain that could not be relieved reached its climax when he drank his sorrows away, and he came to Zhuang Yuezhong's residence by instinct.

When seeing the figure engraved in the bone marrow, Wen Baiyu blurted out, telling about the long-suppressed love.

But Zhuang Yuezhong, whose whole body was bathed by the moonlight at that time, stood there quietly, even though the other person's face was softened a bit, but his ice-like eyes at that time only reflected his embarrassed and humble demeanor.

What did the other party say at that time?

By the way, Master said——

"Bai Yu, you have a demon..."

"Bai Yu, why do you know Shen Qingzhi's mental magic tricks!"

Zhuang Yuezhong's angry reprimand made Wen Baiyu withdraw from the past memories. He saw the expression on the master's face, and he only thought that the other party thought that he and Shen Qingzhi had colluded with each other.

Even though he was manipulated and bewitched by Shen Qingzhi, it was indeed his own volition to cast spells on the master.

In this way, he couldn't argue with a hundred words, and he still became the most hated person in Master's heart.

"Anyway, I'll heal your wound first." Zhuang Yue saw that the wound on Wen Baiyu's shoulder was still bleeding, and was about to cast a spell to heal him.

But Wen Boyu took a step back again, his face was as pale as paper, and the bright red on his upper shoulders was particularly glaring, his voice was almost imperceptibly trembling, and there was hardly any emotional fluctuation.

"Master... If you think I'm in collusion with Moxiu, why bother to heal my wounds?"

Now he can no longer bear the slightest kindness from his master.

"Don't think wildly, I never thought that you and Moxiu..." Zhuang Yuezhong approached stubbornly, but before he could catch Wen Baiyu, a devilish energy suddenly erupted from his body.

Wen Baiyu, who was entangled by the demonic energy, didn't struggle at all, but just smiled at Zhuang Yuezhong, with a melancholy smile.

"Master, I am waiting for you to kill me."

After Wen Boyu finished speaking, he disappeared, and at the same time, the surroundings returned to normal.

Zhuang Yuezhong's face was stunned for a moment, he raised his hands, but the palms as white as jade reminded him of the appearance of Wen Baiyu's blood stained just now.

He covered his face, but the trembling of his palms could not be stopped.

At this moment, a golden light penetrated the wall, Zhuang Yuezhong opened his sharp eyes, and reached out to catch it.

This is sound transmission.

"Master Zhuang, I have found the hospital where Bai Wenjian is located."

Yue Leng reappeared beside Zhuang Yuezhong, agitated just because he felt the anger in his master's heart.

Zhuang Yue held the sword again. If his eyes were like ice in normal times, then the ice melted at this time, and a fierce flame was ignited.

"where?"

In the intensive care unit, Bai Wenjian had several tubes inserted into his body and a ventilator on his face, and the equipment next to him beeped from time to time.

His face was ashen. If it weren't for the white mist that appeared on the mask with weak breathing, anyone who saw it would probably think it was a corpse.

At this time, one hand took off Bai Wenjian's mask, and within a few seconds, a very painful expression appeared on Bai Wenjian's face.

"Beep, beep, beep."

At this moment, a white light covered his body, and soon his expression calmed down again, even a vibrant blush appeared on his cheeks.

Bai Wenjian slowly opened his eyes, and when he faced the pale ceiling, he was vaguely thinking about what happened before he lost consciousness.

Damn Wen Baiyu... for causing him to be hurt so badly...

Bai Wenjian tried his hands and feet, but his whole body was seriously injured by the impact, and he felt severe pain when he moved.

He was gasping for breath, why hasn't anyone noticed that he woke up...

"Bai Wen Room." A voice suddenly sounded beside the bed.

Bai Wenjian's heart skipped a beat, he even wondered if he heard it wrong, why this voice... so familiar and frightening...

He turned his head slowly, his eyes widened suddenly when he saw Zhuang Yuezhong, his teeth chattered: "Master, Master..."

He regretted it after he finished speaking, he shouldn't have revealed his identity immediately, but Zhuang Yuezhong just called him by his name in the world of cultivating immortals.

It's Wen Baiyu!Wen Baiyu must have told Zhuang Yuezhong everything through Song Shanzhu, so the other party's trip was to kill him!

"You are very smart. If you were stupid and asked me who I am at the first time, I would directly use the soul search technique." Zhuang Yue said coldly.

There was fear in Bai Wenjian's eyes. He naturally knew what a terrible spell the soul search technique is. The soul search technique can directly ingest all the memory of the opponent. people.

"The disciple will never lie to the master!" Bai Wenjian knew that since Zhuang Yuezhong had come to another world to find him, he must have heard about his various behaviors in the other world through Wen Baiyu, but fortunately Wen Baiyu's immortal root was captured. Fei explained that Zhuang Yuezhong didn't trust him.

"Really? Then tell me where is the soul of the body you are living in now?" Zhuang Yuezhong's expression did not have the slightest warmth.

Bai Wenjian felt a chill in his heart. The problem he was most afraid of was coming. He lied on purpose, but he was still afraid when he met Zhuang Yuezhong's penetrating eyes. Moreover, judging from the other party's cold style, once the other party thought he was lying It will directly use the soul search technique.

"Master, I don't know... I was killed by the demon cultivator, and I thought I was dead, but when I woke up, I came to another world and possessed this body."

What he said was true, so Zhuang Yuezhong didn't find out that he was lying. He continued to ask: "Then did you let his soul come out?"

"He appeared a few times, but then the power of his soul became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared." Of course, the real reason was that he, an outsider, was gradually rejected.

After hearing what he said, Zhuang Yuezhong came to a judgment in her heart, Bai Wenjian had completely occupied Bai Jian's body, and Bai Jian's soul might have disappeared as the other party said, but the reason must be because of the other party's arrival.

Now Mo Zhaojin, who is possessed by Shen Qingzhi, is also facing such a crisis.

He can't do anything to Shen Qingzhi now, once he does it, he will hide in Mo Zhaojin's body, and the only one he hurts is Mo Zhaojin, even if he kills him, with Shen Qingzhi's cunning personality, the other party must have a way to escape Out of the body, change to another person.

"Then you go." Zhuang Yuezhong said coldly.

Bai Wenjian was overjoyed, he thought that Zhuang Yuezhong believed him, and said, "I beg Master to heal my wounds!"

If the injuries he suffered had no cure, there would definitely be sequelae, which he could not accept.

Zhuang Yuezhong looked at him lukewarmly and said, "You have suffered an injury that is almost impossible to heal. If you use magic to heal you, how can you explain it to the stranger?"

Bai Wenjian said eagerly: "That's not a big problem at all! People in other worlds always hope for a miracle to happen when facing someone they care about, no matter how illogical it is."

"I understand." Zhuang Yuezhong said, "It's just that even I can't heal your injury."

Bai Wenjian was stunned when he heard this, feeling an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"You might as well take a look back." Zhuang Yue said seriously.

what back?How can I turn around in bed?Bai Wenjian thought so in his heart, but just as soon as he thought about it, his body turned around involuntarily, and then he saw himself lying on the bed like ashes.

"Di—" The instrument next to it made a harsh sound.

At this time, doctors and nurses rushed in, and their bodies passed through Bai Wenjian and Zhuang Yuezhong.

"The patient has no heartbeat, use the defibrillator!"

"the first time!"

"the second time!"

After a few minutes, the doctor's rescue action stopped.

What is going on with all this?Bai Wenjian threw himself in front of the doctor, but passed directly through his body, "Don't stop! Why did you give up?!"

He yelled heart-piercingly, but it didn't change.

A nurse said in a crying voice: "Why did he take off the ventilator and commit suicide?"

Ventilator?He never woke up at all, and only one person came before the doctors and nurses came in.

Bai Wenjian met Zhuang Yuezhong's indifferent face, and the cold light flashed in his eyes made his heart tremble: "Zhuang Yuezhong, you killed me!"

Zhuang Yue's eyes were full of sarcasm, and her voice was cold: "What makes you think that I will show mercy to the disciples who colluded with Moxiu?"

When Zhuang Yuezhong first entered the ward, he shot and killed Bai Wenjian without hesitation. Later, when Bai Wenjian woke up, it was just that he used a spell to temporarily retain the other's soul.

The reason why Bai Wenjian didn't notice it was because he never thought that he would die from the beginning to the end.

"No, how could I die! How could I die?" Bai Wenjian looked crazy, how could he accept such an ending, he hadn't enjoyed enough prosperity, he had just received flowers and applause from all over the world, how could he just be like this died?

He couldn't grab Zhuang Yuezhong's sleeve, knelt down and begged him humbly: "Master, you must have a way, right? I beg you to save me, I am your disciple!"

Zhuang Yuezhong didn't speak, his purpose of coming here was simple from beginning to end - to clean up the house.

The other party colluded with Moxiu to destroy the treasure, and tried to hurt Wen Baiyu several times after coming to another world. His crimes are unforgivable.

Zhuang Yuezhong's eyes gave Bai Wenjian the answer, he felt a burst of powerlessness, at this moment his hands became transparent.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is still the underworld to go to, and after death in another world, it will really turn into nothingness.

Tears kept falling from Bai Wenjian's eyes, and his eyes were so red that they were almost overflowing with blood. He looked at Zhuang Yuezhong with hatred, no matter what happened to Zhuang Yuezhong, he would remain calm.

No, there is one person who can make him lose this calmness.

He said hoarsely: "Master, since you have never believed me from the beginning to the end, then you abolished the immortal root of senior brother and expelled him to another world, it is just a trick for others to see."

Zhuang Yuezhong was not interested in listening to him anymore, he was about to use magic to go to the place where Wen Baiyu was.

Bai Wenjian continued: "I was with Shen Qingzhi once, and during that time he told me many interesting things, for example... even if the immortal root of a cultivator is abolished, it can still be replaced by a person with strong spiritual power remodeling."

"Master is thinking of this, and he made such a cruel behavior, right?" Bai Wenjian said with a malicious smile, "Maybe there is one thing that even Master doesn't know, some people's fairy Once the roots are scrapped, they cannot be rebuilt."

Zhuang Yuezhong paused when he heard the words, he turned his head, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and looked at Bai Wenjian coldly.

Bai Wenjian's smile was tinged with madness: "People whose celestial roots cannot be reshaped have a very obvious characteristic, and that is their eyes - they will turn gray."

Seeing Zhuang Yuezhong's sudden change of expression, Bai Wenjian almost forgot the fear that was about to disappear, and only laughed happily.

"Hahaha! Master... Brother, don't your eyes look good now?"

"You think that everything can be restarted, but you don't know that once some injuries are cast, they can never be recovered, and they can never go back!!!"

Zhuang Yuezhong stood motionless on the spot, as if someone had fixed him with a magic spell. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Wenjian's neck, and lifted him up, overflowing with breathless coercion: "You are here Lie! It's impossible!"

"Are you panicking?" Bai Wenjian admired Zhuang Yuezhong's expression, "You can tell at a glance whether what I said is true or not."

Zhuang Yuezhong let go as if suddenly losing strength, his complexion was a little paler than that of Bai Wenjian who was a soul.

He stood barefoot for a long time as if in a world of ice and snow, and his whole body was frozen by the sudden cold. He tightened his fingers, resisting the tumbling emotions in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "What you know may not be true."

He had to find out for himself, the words of a dead man could not shake him.

Zhuang Yuezhong disappeared in place. As soon as he disappeared, Bai Wenjian, who was smiling freely, seemed to be strangled by someone's neck suddenly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

He fell to the ground, looking at the white ceiling above, suddenly feeling glaring.

He stretched out his palm to cover it, but the dazzling feeling still shone through his palm, just like the day hundreds of years ago, when he was brought to Mingyue Sect by Zhuang Yuezhong.

He was the child with the best aptitude in the village, and he was picked and taken away by Zhuang Yuezhong as a matter of course. He admired Zhuang Yuezhong very much at first sight, thinking that a fairy like him was worthy of being his master.

Zhuang Yuezhong held his hand, and after stepping up the long stairs, he saw a magnificent building that he had never seen before, and at that moment he felt a sense of pride spontaneously.

"Master! I..." He was about to share this joy with Zhuang Yuezhong, but he saw Zhuang Yuezhong looking to the other side with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't understand at the time.

Bai Wenjian followed the other party's gaze, and saw a group of people standing in an orderly manner practicing swords, and the leader of them was a man in green clothes, his black hair was tied up with a blue hair band, and the other party's swordsmanship was smooth and flowing. , comes with chic and comfortable.

With a comfortable smile on his face, he has been talking to others after demonstrating the sword.

"Baijian, your temperament is rebellious and arrogant, I hope you can treat others with more gentleness and generosity like your Senior Brother Wen, so that you may be able to cultivate great power in the future." Zhuang Yuezhong obviously had no expression on her face, but When Wen Baiyu was mentioned, his tone changed.

"In the future, you will be called Bai Wenjian."

"Master, I don't like this name..." Bai Wenjian murmured, his soul was almost too faint to see clearly.

He hated everything that Zhuang Yuezhong forced him to raise. Whenever others praised him for his gentleness, he would always bring Wen Baiyu with him.

He became Wen Baiyu's foil, and whenever night fell and no one was around, the hatred he bred grew wantonly.

One day, he will completely destroy Wen Baiyu's indifference.

One day when he secretly killed a cat raised by Wen Baiyu to vent his anger, a voice came from behind him.

"It seems that you hate Wen Baiyu very much."

Bai Wenjian turned his head in horror. The man's long hair and clothes fluttered in the wind in the night. He obviously couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he clearly felt that the other person was smiling.

"Who are you?!"

"I'm a person who hates Zhuang Yuezhong. I have a plan to destroy them at the same time. Do you want to hear it?"