Dressed as Master's illegitimate meal

The densely packed skeletons sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, popping up one by one.

They all held swords in their hands, and each of them aimed at Yan Jilin and stabbed them.

Yan Jilin couldn't use his spiritual power, his skill was suppressed, he didn't have a weapon in his hand, and there was a "holding back" on his back.

Against these skeletons, the winning rate is not very great.

But he has no way to retreat, because the indicator light is ahead, and this is the only way he can go out.

Yan Jilin didn't dare to leave Liu Xingshu alone, so he could only carry the person on his back, and then quickly dodged the attack of the skeleton.

In the beginning, it was easy, but later it became more and more difficult, and more and more difficult.

The skeletons raised their swords fiercely and stabbed at Yan Jilin. Yan Jilin stretched out his hand to block the sword, but his hand was also injured, but it was also because of this momentary pause that he snatched the sword from a skeleton. over here.

The backhand is a sword, the sword energy is like a rainbow, and the surrounding skeletons are instantly cut off from the head and fall to the ground like "cutting leeks".

But in an instant, those severed skeletons grew their heads again, rushing towards Yan Jilin.

It is not impossible to win more with less.

But for Yan Jilin at this time, that was impossible.What's more, tens of thousands of skeletons rushed over one after another, and countless swords grazed their faces, pierced into their bodies, and were bloody when they were drawn out.

Yan Jilin only felt that at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he entered the secret realm when he was young and encountered an eighth-level monster.

The kind of despair that was suppressed and could not move at all, and could only watch helplessly as the monster opened its bloody mouth, flooded him like a tide, drowning him and suffocating him.

The swords in the hands of those skeletons were covered with blood, and the bright red blood was stained with silvery white swords, like plum blossoms blooming on a snow-capped mountain, but it also had another strange feeling.

I do not know when the blood moon appeared in the sky, the bright red color hung in the sky, shining on the earth, it was all scarlet.

This seems to be the norm in hell.

Yan Jilin's white and delicate face was stained with blood, and a bright red streak hung on his face, as if the beautiful scenery had been slightly incomplete.

Blood dripped from the hem of Yan Jilin's clothes, falling to the ground bit by bit with his movements.

His crimson dress seemed a little too red.

He held the sword tightly, his hand was full of scars, maybe those skeletons stabbed him accidentally?

In short, Yan Jilin's condition looks particularly bad.

His face was as pale as paper, and his mouth was bloodless.

But Liu Xingshu, who was in his arms, was much better than him. Although he hadn't woken up yet, at least his complexion was still ruddy and he was unscathed.

Yan Jilin protected him very well.

He would rather have bruises all over his body than Liu Xingshu suffer a little bit of injury.

I don't want to, and I don't want to.

But as time got longer and longer, Yan Jilin only felt that the sword in his hand was as heavy as a heavy pendant.

The scene in front of him also began to blur slowly, those very strange skeletons gradually blurred in his eyes, and he couldn't even see Liu Xingshu's face clearly.

Only the temperature on the palm of his hand still told him exactly that he was still in his arms.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Jilin felt that he had infinite power.

After a day and a night.

The barren ground was full of skeletons, scattered, broken limbs, severed heads, all shapes and sizes.

There are piles and piles, like hills.

There are still a large number of skeletons surrounding a man in red, three layers inside and three layers outside, so tight that not even a fly can fly in.

The man in red staggered a bit, but the skeleton picked his hamstring and fell directly to the ground.

He didn't have the heart to think about the pain in his feet at all, he just hurriedly looked at the person he was protecting in his arms from the beginning to the end, and he was relieved to see that the person was safe and sound.

But those skeletons didn't care about his thoughts, they only saw him fall to the ground, and it was a good time to eradicate him.

They raised their swords high and stabbed at Yanjilin fiercely.

Yan Jilin looked at the sword above Liu Xingshu and was so frightened that he hastily leaned forward and embraced him in his arms, protecting him tightly.

But he himself couldn't dodge those sharp blades at all, the sharp blade pierced Yan Jilin's body, blood flowed on the ground, winding into a stream.

Yan Jilin hugged Liu Xingshu tightly, but the sword still pierced through his body and penetrated into Liu Xingshu's body.

With a sound of "stab", Yan Jilin felt his heart was cut like a knife.

After all, he still couldn't protect him.

He was exhausted and unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as the blood on Liu Xingshu's face became less and less.

There is a corner in the dark eyes, reflecting the blood moon in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, the attacks of the skeletons finally stopped and they began to leave in an orderly manner.

After the white skeletons dispersed, there were only two people lying on the cold ground, motionless.

If it weren't for the chest still rising and falling, it might make people suspect that these two people hadn't breathed long ago.

Suddenly, the fingers of the man in red trembled.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the peaceful sleeping face of the white-clothed man across from him, his heart softened suddenly, and the pain in his body disappeared.

There is only joy left.

He didn't know why those skeletons let him go in the end, but when he saw Liu Xingshu lying in his arms safe and sound, he felt unprecedented satisfaction.

It turns out that when you like someone, you really feel motivated just by taking a look at them.

Yan Jilin hugged Liu Xingshu tightly, then tremblingly got up from the ground, dragged Liu Xingshu who was unconscious, and carried him forward.

The indicator light that disappeared just now appeared again, swayed twice in front of Yan Jilin, and flew forward suddenly.

Where Yanjilin passed, a dark red liquid was left behind, as magnificent as a flower from the other shore in full bloom.

Yan Jilin knew that it would not be easy to get out of the underworld, and he also guessed what was waiting for him next.

But as soon as he sees this person in his arms, Yan Jilin feels that even if it is a dragon's lake and a tiger's den, he has to break into it.

The world is so beautiful, how could he let him stay in this cold hell alone?

It's just that Yan Jilin didn't expect to follow the pointing light. After a few steps, he would encounter a cliff-like flame.

Between the two cliffs is a bottomless abyss, with only a rope hanging between them, allowing people to come and go.

But there were still raging flames burning on both sides of the rope, about a hundred meters away.

Yan Jilin's lips turned pale, and hot flames were reflected in his eyes.

He couldn't tell how he felt, tired?Are you scared?

It doesn't seem to be.

It's just a kind of loss of not knowing the way forward...

Yan Jilin, who has always been going smoothly, has never experienced this?

He was born to be the favored son of heaven, and it seemed that even the dao of heaven favored him a bit, giving him a noble status and strong strength, which made him the angle most people look up to.

In fact, if he had simply chosen to give up Liu Xingshu, he would not have lost the spiritual power he relied on to survive, subverted his previous image, and was in a mess.

But the problem is, he didn't feel unwilling at all, he just felt happy.

"Heh~ Did I owe you in my previous life?" Yan Jilin looked at Liu Xingshu and smiled, "Forget it, why do you like me so much?"

When Yan Jilin looked between the cliffs again, his eyes were firm. He tore his clothes into pieces, and then tied Liu Xingshu to his back.

Then he murmured: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely let you have a new life, no matter what the price is."

He took a deep breath and stepped on the thin rope.

As soon as he stepped up, Yan Jilin felt as if he was in the middle of a mountain of flames.

That kind of taste made him think of the gravel road before, his feet and body seemed to be scorched by fire, and even the sweat that flowed seemed to be hot.

But this one didn't feel that uncomfortable, I just felt that the flame seemed to be separated from them, and there was no sense of danger.

Yan Jilin could clearly see the air in front of him, and there were drops of water coming out and forming a ball. Looking over, the road ahead had turned into a zigzagging appearance.

Taking a closer look, it seems that I saw an elderly old lady standing on the boat with a paddle, sliding the boat slowly.

Below the boat is a blue river that meanders to the horizon.

But when Yan Jilin blinked and looked again, everything returned to its original state.

As for the old lady and the boat, they just disappeared.

Yan Jilin's heart froze, and he suddenly noticed a light behind him, and turned his head suddenly to look, only to see that Liu Xingshu, who was supposed to be hanging on his back, had disappeared!

He looked around in a panic, and was surprised to find that the scene in front of him had completely changed.

Now in front of his eyes is a blue river, in which there are all kinds of human heads, some are smiling at him, some are looking at him fiercely, and some are directly trying to swallow Yan Jilin.

Yan Jilin was frightened by the scene in front of him and panicked for a short time.

While he was looking around, a boat floated slowly on the river.

The boat was very simple and dark, with no sails or boats on it, only an old lady with an oar.

This old lady has white hair all over her head, and the wrinkles on her face are like bark. It can be seen that she has experienced years of tempering. This is a gift of years.

The old lady paddled extremely fast, she was as vigorous as a lion running on the prairie, and paddled in front of Yan Jilin in an instant.

"Is your lord on board?"

The old lady's voice was hoarse and old, and she looked at Yan Jilin with emotionless and cold eyes.

Yan Jilin glanced at the old lady, but said nothing.

Old lady: "The person you are looking for is still waiting for you to find him..."

Yan Jilin: "Where is Liu Xingshu?!"

Yan Jilin ran to the boat with a "crush", and put his hand on the old lady's neck, as if if he exerted enough force, the old lady's head would fall to the ground.

"Don't worry, sir." The old lady said leisurely, "Come with me."

Seeing the old lady's calm look, Yan Jilin guessed that he might not be the old lady's opponent, so he slowly withdrew his hand.

"Where's Liu Xingshu?"

The old lady: "Don't worry, sir, the person you are looking for has not left you."

"Where is he then?"

The old lady glanced at the river, pointed to it, and said, "No, isn't it there?"

Yan Jilin was shocked all over, and looked down at the river under the boat, only to see a blue patch with all kinds of strange things floating in it.

Yan Jilin just glanced at it, and felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, as if something was stuck in his heart, unable to go up or down.

"Don't worry, sir." The old lady said slowly, paddling, "You should look carefully and think more about the person you are looking for."

Yan Jilin looked at the old lady suspiciously: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The old lady smiled, "I'm just a ferryman on the Wangchuan River. What kind of sex and name, how can I remember the old lady?"

"Is this the Wangchuan River?"

"That's right, all living beings go after death. You are the first time I have received a living soul." The old lady shook her head and said, "But judging by the death energy on your body, I am afraid that death is not far away."

Yan Jilin's heart skipped a beat, he knew exactly what the old lady meant.

Obviously before, he was walking hard on the rope on the cliff, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the Wangchuan River again, probably because the time to leave was shorter.

If he failed to leave here within the stipulated time, he might really have to stay here in the future.

"Lang Jun, look again, is that the person you are looking for?"

The old lady stopped paddling and pointed to the Wangchuan River.

Yan Jilin looked suspiciously again, and as expected, he saw a figure floating on the river, and that person seemed to be Liu Xingshu!

Liu Xingshu was lying in the Wangchuan River, the hem of his white clothes fluttering with the water.He closed his eyes tightly, quietly and terrifyingly.

But when Yan Jilin saw Liu Xingshu at first sight, the panic in his heart disappeared.

Without saying a word, he jumped into the river directly.

The river water was very cold, a little colder than ice water.

The turbid river gently stroked Yan Jilin's identity again and again, making it sticky and making people feel uncomfortable all over.

Yan Jilin struggled to open his eyes underwater, looking for Liu Xingshu's figure.But apart from those weird human heads and other creatures, he didn't see anything normal, and of course he didn't see Liu Xingshu either.

On the contrary, he still felt a chill on his feet, as if something had pulled his ankles, and he was being pulled forcibly into the deep water.

Yan Jilin felt that something was wrong, looked down, and saw a scary-looking man, with algae hair floating in the water, baring his teeth and claws, he was not a good person at first sight.

At this moment, this man, who didn't look like a good person at first glance, was stretching out his hand and tightly grasping his ankle.

Yan Jilin could even feel that this person's fingernails were very long, and when pinching his ankle, he could still feel the fingernails gently scratching the skin from time to time.

What's even more frightening is that he couldn't even move!

The body seemed to be pinned down, unable to move an inch.

He could only watch helplessly as the shimmering lake surface got farther and farther away from him...

Just when the light in his eyes was getting smaller and smaller, and was about to disappear.

He heard a "crash" coming from his ears, and he was pulled out and fell onto the boat.

"Why are you so reckless, Mr. Lang? I just pointed at the lake, and you immediately jumped down. It took me a lot of effort to save you, the old woman!"

Yan Jilin coughed a few times, lying weakly on the boat, watching the blood moon in the sky, silent.

"Where are people?" It took him a long time to say a word.

"If you can find people so easily, then why do you need me as an old woman?" The old woman gave Yan Jilin a disdainful look.

Yan Jilin's dumbfounded eyeballs rolled, he looked at the old lady, and smelled: "Then what should I do? If I can't find him... I will turn over this Wangchuan River!"

"Hahaha!" The old lady was amused, "Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at what it looks like at this moment? Wangchuan River is not a place you can turn over if you want!"

"It's easy to find him..." The old lady paused after speaking, with a strange smile, "As long as you are willing to exchange your most important things."

"The most important thing?" Yan Jilin tilted his head, his messy hair stuck to his cheek, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, "I..."

Do I have the most important things?

The old lady seemed to see Yan Jilin's doubts, and said with a smile: "Everyone has his own most important things, no one is an exception."

"It's just that some people hide deeper, and some people hide shallower..."

"Is that the only way to find him?"

The old lady nodded: "Yes."

Yan Jilin supported herself and sat up from the boat, her long hair clinging to her body, giving the impression of a beauty coming out of the bath.

"I promise."

Yan Jilin agreed.

At the moment he agreed, something seemed to fade in his mind.

But he didn't know what it was at all, he just felt that something was different.

"May your wish come true." The old lady congratulated him with a smile, then waved her hand, and the wind came.

When Yan Jilin opened his eyes again, he had walked to the opposite side of the rope safely, and Liu Xingshu behind him was still carried on his back.

The indicator light appears again.

Yan Jilin clearly saw that the light on the pointing lamp began to dim, as if it would go out when the wind blows.

He gritted his teeth and followed.

This time he finally reached the ghost gate, as long as he walks out of the ghost gate, he can regain the sky.

The gate of ghosts, where all ghosts come and go.There are two gods and men on it, one is called Shentu, and the other is called Yulei.

"Who's here?"

Shen Tu was carrying a big knife on his shoulder, and stood at the side of the ghost gate fiercely. When he saw someone approaching, he swished out the knife, blocked the way of Yan Jilin, and asked in a rough voice.

Yan Jilin: "Yan Jilin, I hope to get out of hell."

"Is there a restraining order?"

Yan Jilin didn't know what the restraining order was when Shen Tu asked, but he guessed what the access token was from his posture, right?

But he didn't...

Seeing that the man stopped talking suddenly, Shen Tu said angrily, "Since there is no order, go back!"

That last sound was deafening and only made Yan Jilin dizzy.

"What if I insist on refusing?"

Shen Tu raised his knife and slashed towards Yan Jilin: "Then you will be unable to get in and out!"

Overwhelmingly beaten.

How could Yan Jilin be Shen Tu's opponent?

He was held down and beaten by Shen Tu, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

He looked up at the blood-red moon, struggled to stand up again, but as soon as he stood up, he found that Liu Xingshu was strangled by Shen Tu.

"If you go any further, I'll crush him to death!"

Shen Tu said fiercely.

Yan Jilin didn't dare to take a step forward at all, because she was afraid that Shen Tu would lose control of herself and would pinch him to death.

"Go back now!"

Shen Tu didn't plan to kill the living soul in front of him, because he also found that the death aura in this living soul was getting heavier and heavier, and he might stay in the underworld forever in a short time, so he didn't need to do anything extra.

Yan Jilin did not leave directly, but instead said: "Let him go!"

"Who?" Shen Tu looked at the person in his hand suspiciously, and said, "Him?"

"Tsk, you care so much about this person? Who is this person?"

Yan Jilin said: "He is my apprentice!"

Shen Tu laughed and said, "I'm afraid it's not just this?"

Yan Jilin's mind suddenly went blank, because he had nothing else in his mind except the memory of Liu Xingshu being his apprentice.

He frowned, he always felt that things should not be like this.

In other words, the person who can make him care so much is definitely not just his apprentice!But he can't remember why...

Shen Tu looked at the soul in his hand, and when he saw the person with his eyes closed, he guessed that this might be the order of Hades, and it was even more impossible to let these two people out.

He teased and said, "It seems that it's not very important to you now..."

Yan Jilin watched in horror as the knife in Shen Tu's hand slowly approached Liu Xingshu's clean white neck, and shouted in fright: "Stop!"

Shen Tu was shaken away by the sudden force, and the knife in his hand also fell to the ground. As for Liu Xingshu, he also fell to the ground naturally.

Shen Tu didn't care about the things on the ground, but looked at Yan Jilin with interest.

You must know that in the underworld, unless the King of Hades is willing, no one can use spiritual power. After entering the underworld, he is like a mortal.

This was the first time he encountered such an interesting picture.

Shen Tu didn't care about Liu Xingshu who was on the ground, but walked towards Yan Jilin step by step, the knife in his hand twirling rapidly.

Yan Jilin watched the saber flying up from the ground as if it was alive, and then falling back into Shen Tu's hand, twirling crazily, and his heart froze.

"You do have some skills, but I don't know if you can take my trick?"

As he spoke, Shen Tu swung his saber at Yan Jilin, sweeping towards Yan Jilin with an overwhelming aura.

Yan Jilin dodged the fatal blow, but the blown wind left scars on his body one after another.

Yan Jilin even felt that his spine was cut off, and he swayed and fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that it was obvious that the knife in Shen Tu's hand was stabbing fiercely into his back and cutting it off.

Shen Tu was not a good person in the first place, otherwise he would not have been put in hell by the King of Hades for hundreds of years.

What's more, there are no ghosts who dare to come to the ghost gate on weekdays, which also makes Shentu bored to the point of insanity.

For example, I like to see people's desperate expressions...

Just like now, looking at Yan Jilin's dazed appearance, the huge knife behind him looks particularly "out of place".

The happiness of Shen Tu is to destroy beautiful things, whether it is feelings or people...

He noticed that Yan Jilin's eyes were fixed on the person who was thrown to the ground by him from the beginning to the end.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, dragged Liu Xingshu over, smiled and frowned: "Do you really like this person?"

"Ahem..." Yan Jilin lost all feeling in his lower body, but when he heard Shen Tu's malicious voice, he still endured the pain, raised his head, and looked over, "What do you want to do?"

In fact, Shen Tu's appearance is not scary at all, but rather like that kind of gentle big boy, with a gentle smile, of course, if his eyes are not so crazy, it will be more similar.

"Of course I want to see you in pain..."

Shen Tu laughed wildly and threw Liu Xingshu to the ground, stepped on his chest with one foot, held a knife in one hand, gestured in the air, and said to himself: "Where should we attack?"

Watching Shen Tu's movements, Yan Jilin felt chills all over his body, a chill that penetrated to the marrow of his bones.

"Stop!" Yan Jilin fell to the ground and crawled forward vigorously, his hands were covered with mud, and the red clothes on his body became messy.

Yan Jilin, who has always been glamorous and always aloof, bowed her head to others for the first time in her life.

"Please, let him go..."

If Liu Xingshu was sober, how distressed he would be seeing Yan Jilin like this...

He wished that the existence he held in his hand and carefully cared for had become such a person with dim eyes in a short period of time.

But when Mingming first met, Yan Jilin was as proud as a peacock, beautiful and brilliant.

"Let him go? Yes..." Shen Tu looked at Yan Jilin, and slowly narrowed his eyes, "Crawl over here for me, and I'll consider letting him go, how about it?"

Yan Jilin looked at Shen Tu who was walking away. He didn't know what Shen Tu's behavior meant, but he had no choice but to respond: "Okay."

Yan Jilin lowered his head, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the darkness, his lips were pale, his hands were clenched into fists, but in the end they slowly spread out, and finally fell to the ground, rubbing against the ground slowly.

Using the strength in his hands, Yan Jilin crawled towards Shen Tu bit by bit, behind him was a blood-colored brook winding into a river.

Shen Tu watched Yan Jilin slowly climb to his feet, he slowly raised his lips, mocking to the extreme.

He threw Liu Xingshu out casually, pointed the knife at Yan Jilin, and said with a smile on his lips: "I can let him go, but I didn't say I would let you go..."

Shen Tu was tired of Yan Jilin's performance, and was a little moved by his persistence, so he chose to let Liu Xingshu go.

But he didn't want to let Yan Jilin go, so he raised the knife in his hand and stabbed at Yan Jilin fiercely.

At that moment, a faint light flashed in Shen Tu's eyes.

The knife stopped on Yan Jilin's head, as if it was blocked by some force, and could no longer move forward.

"Boom!"

Shen Tu raised his head in doubt, and saw the dark clouds gathered above his head, and the knife in his hand flicked, he quickly dodged the thunder and lightning, and shouted while hiding: "What's going on?! I haven't arrived yet to cross the catastrophe time!"

Yan Jilin was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky, seeing that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and Shen Tu was being pursued by thunder and lightning, his eyes showed bewilderment.

He froze for a while, then slowly looked at Liu Xingshu.

After seeing that Liu Xingshu was safe and sound, he was relieved.

He gritted his teeth and crawled forward with his hands. His lips were scratched by his teeth, and bright red blood flowed out.

His pair of white jade-like hands were born to hold swords, but now they are full of scars and various small wounds.

He struggled to crawl towards Liu Xingshu.

But crawling, he looked in Liu Xingshu's direction, and murmured, "Why...why do I want to see him so much?"

"Who is he?"

"My apprentice?"

"Then what's his name?"

"Why am I here?"

Yan Jilin was at a loss in his mind.

"Tsk! How did you make yourself like this?"

In a daze, Yan Jilin seemed to hear someone talking, and he recognized this person's voice, which was the doctor's voice.

"save him……"

Yan Jilin said persistently.

No one knows, a certain place in his mind is collapsing, cracking, and finally disappearing completely...

White clouds swim in the arms of the sky, changing shapes.Just a glance at the blue sky can make people feel refreshed.

Fragments of sunlight shone in from the simple bamboo house and dazzled the eyes of the person on the bed.

He frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

"Am I dead?"

Liu Xingshu looked suspiciously at the strange yet familiar layout around her, and slowly got off the bed.

Just at this moment, the door opened, and a young man in white saw Liu Xingshu wake up, and happily shouted: "Eldest brother is awake!"

"Eldest brother is awake!"

After saying that, he ran out, Liu Xingshu didn't even have time to say anything, he could only watch helplessly as he ran away.

Liu Xingshu recalled the scene when he blew himself up, his eyes froze, his heart was filled with nervousness, and he hurried out of the door.

"Brother, you are finally awake!"

Fu Yuhan walked over calmly, with his hands folded in front of his chest, his eyes were as disdainful as ever.

"I don't know what kind of luck you have. Master is unconscious, but you woke up so soon!"

"What about Master?!" Liu Xingshu automatically ignored Fu Yuhan's sarcasm and asked hastily.

"You're less hypocritical!" Fu Yuhan didn't know what to think, and gave Liu Xingshu a blank look, "It's obvious that you are greedy for life and afraid of death, so you let Master become like this, and now you look anxious, who are you showing it to! "

Liu Xingshu grabbed Fu Yuhan's lapel, and asked viciously, "Who told you that I'm greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Fu Yuhan was taken aback by Liu Xingshu's furious look, but when he thought of the useless things Liu Xingshu had done, he felt angry and said sharply, "Who else should say it? It's spread like this in the whole sect! "

"I thought you had finally changed a little bit, but I didn't expect you to be so greedy for life and afraid of death, and even made Master almost die!"

As soon as Liu Xingshu woke up, he faced the sudden accusation, and he was still in a state of ignorance.

And Fu Yuhan seemed to have just come to take a look casually, and left after a few words of cynicism.

Liu Xingshu searched for news everywhere, and finally got the general content from everyone's words.

Jiang Yi'an was worried about Yan Jilin, so he followed them secretly, but found that Liu Xingshu was greedy for life and afraid of death, and pushed Yan Jilin out during the crisis, causing Yan Jilin to be seriously injured and unconscious.

Jiang Yi'an went through untold hardships, and even almost blew himself up before rescuing Yan Jilin. In the end, he pulled Liu Xingshu back into the sect because of his kindred spirit.

Hearing this, Liu Xing blushed angrily: "This is simply nonsense! No one who writes a storybook is as good as him!"

Liu Xing's chest heaved up and down in relief.

But what was even more frightening was that Liu Xingshu obviously found that as soon as he appeared in a public place, people would look at him strangely and point at him.

It's like an animal being watched in a zoo!

These were all tolerable, but the thing Liu Xingshu couldn't bear the most was that they didn't let him go to see Yan Jilin because of this incident!

There are two or three people guarding outside the exquisite bedroom.

Seeing that these three people blocked his way forward, Liu Xingshu asked angrily, "Why didn't you let me in?"

"Brother Jiang (Senior Brother) has an order, no one else can enter!"

Liu Xingshu took a deep breath, turned his face to the side, gritted his teeth viciously, turned his head and said softly, "I'm not a random person, the person in this palace is my master."

"Damn! You still have the face to say it!" Someone looked at Liu Xingshu with contempt, and said disdainfully, "When you were greedy for life and afraid of death, why didn't you say that Leng Yue Xianzun is your master?!"

"I don't know who told you this, but I will never admit to something I haven't done."

"As for the truth you want, everything will be revealed after Master wakes up!"

The three of them were just repeating what others said, and they really thought so because they had heard a lot from others.

But looking at Liu Xingshu's upright face now, he couldn't help wondering if they misunderstood him?

After all, Brother Liu doesn't look like that kind of person no matter what.

And Jiang Yi'an, who was hiding in the dormitory, trembled when he heard Liu Xingshu's words.

He licked his lips and comforted himself: "I didn't say that, I didn't say these!"

"These were passed on by others, and I didn't admit a single word!"

Jiang Yi'an anxiously looked at the cold and immortal person on the bed, and remembered how he saw Yan Jilin back then.

That was the first time he saw Master in such a mess.

Jiang Yi'an even found that the red clothes on Yan Jilin's body were dyed even darker by the blood!

He was so frightened that he didn't even dare to disturb him, so he hurriedly asked the sect for help.

After everyone came, Jiang Yi'an listened to the discussion of the elders, and realized that his master's limbs were all broken and he had various injuries on his body.

This kind of thing is simply unbelievable!

They all asked him, kept asking him, what happened?

But how did he know what happened? !

From the beginning to the end, he just followed secretly because he was unwilling. How could he know what happened? !

He was afraid, terrified!

Then he found someone else!

The elders asked him, but he had no choice but to say: "I don't know anything! It's the elder brother who has been with the master all the time!"

I don't know how it was passed on later, but it gradually became the greedy life and fear of death among the people.

At first, he was so scared that he couldn't sleep every night, but then he slowly hypnotized himself, the truth was like this, and gradually he began to believe it.

Until Liu Xingshu woke up!

Fortunately, it seemed that even Liu Xingshu himself didn't know where Master's injury came from!

But Jiang Yi'an still couldn't let go.

Because Yan Jilin woke up!