Apprentice, he acted like a baby again [Transmigration Book]

Bai Ruo listened to think about it, he didn't seem to have promised Liang Yan anything important, why did he feel that the things he said were full of conspiracy...

Seeing that Bai Ruo could not answer, Liang Yan's heart hung up again, and he looked at him like a large injured dog: "Master, do you want to talk without counting?"

How could Bai Ruo Ting bear this look, "Of course it counts."

After finishing speaking, both of them fell into silence. He will send Liang Yan to the execution stage at dawn. Tomorrow is destined to suffer. Now he regrets that he didn't postpone the time a little later, and there will be one more A month, or half a month is fine.

Only now did he realize how scared he was, he was so scared that he couldn't breathe, and his heart didn't dare to beat.

Bai Ruoting walked in front of Liang Yan, bent down and held his face, his eyes could not hide the reluctance and worry, and other unexplained emotions, his Adam's apple rolled in his sore throat, Trying to make my voice not sound so bitter: "Ah Yan, are you afraid?"

Liangyan could feel Bai Ruoting's hands holding him trembling, and anxiety was written in his eyes, maybe the master's words were asking himself, "I'm not afraid." So, master, don't be afraid either.

Bai Ruoting kissed his forehead and said with a choked voice, "I'm not afraid..."

Liang Yan hugged Bai Ruoting's thin waist tightly, rested his head on his abdomen, tried to comfort him: "Master, wait for me one last time, after tomorrow, I will never let you wait for me again."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." He also hugged the person in his arms tightly.

The first ray of morning light carried a sense of coldness and coldness, what was supposed to come, finally came...

The wooden comb exuding Zen fragrance slowly brushed Liang Yan's long black hair.

"Ah Yan, is this the first time Master combs your hair?" Bai Ruoting smiled.

"Well, Master will help me comb it in the future, okay?"

"You have a good idea." Although it was a retort, it was said in a very gentle way.

Bai Ruoting asked Liang Yan to stand up, straightened his clothes for him, and sighed calmly, "I remember when I first saw you, you were only a little older, and you were always restless when you slept, and you always liked to go to the teacher's house." Drilling into the bosom, a small soft ball, it became so big in a blink of an eye."

Liang Yan lowered his voice obediently: "Now the master is going into my arms."

Bai Ruoting's hands paused, and he deliberately said with a straight face, "It's not big or small."

"Senior Brother, why don't we ask Brother Liang to come out?" Qing Miao lived in the courtyard with three disciples and Qi Yuan, and they were ordered to bring Liang Yan to Wunian Peak to wait for the punishment.

Qi Yuan: "Wait a little longer."

Bai Ruoting took out a white pill from his bosom and handed it to Liang Yan, "Ah Yan, eat this, it will relieve some pain then."

Liang Yan didn't suspect him, and swallowed the pill, "Master, I should go."

Bai Ruoting stroked Liang Yan's cheek with his palm, and said in a sour and mournful tone, "Ah Yan, I'm sorry... Master can't accompany you, Master dare not... dare not watch you be tortured..."

Liang Yan covered the hand sticking to his face, and coaxed softly: "Master just wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

"Go."

Liang Yan took a deep look at him and left resolutely.

There are thousands of words in his heart, but he can't say any more, the master is now at the end of his strength, he can only hide all the reluctance and anxiety in his heart, and pretend to be indifferent and calm, so that the master can hold on and not collapse.

Who is not afraid of the soul-destroying nail?He is not a monster who is unconscious and painless, but compared to these, he is more afraid of seeing the master fall.

"Brothers, I've been waiting for a long time, let's go."

Qi Yuan nodded and led the crowd towards Wu Nian Peak.

Wunian Peak is no wider than other peaks, and it is not surrounded by green trees and grass. It is a desolate yellow land. Maybe some disciples who violated the taboos of the sect have been executed here for thousands of years. The resentment has been lingering for a long time, so it gives people a A cold feeling.

A stone platform covered with mottled marks stood abruptly in the center of Wunian Peak.

Evil demons are trapped on the platform of subduing demons, and souls are nailed down to destroy souls.

All the inner disciples of the Baiyuan Sect stood around ten steps away from the demon-subduing platform. On the other side, Xiu Ming stepped up the steps step by step, and Elder Luluogu, Zun Yi, and other elders all stood on the ladder.

Xiu Ming nodded towards Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan whispered to Liang Yan: "Junior brother, let's go."

Under the escort of several disciples, Liang Yan headed towards the Fumotai with his head held high. In this situation, he didn't look like a prisoner who was about to face torture, but rather an iron-blooded general who was about to go to the battlefield.

For a long time, the disciples sent to Fumotai would be stripped of the Baiyuanmen disciple uniform, but the white robe was still completely worn on him.

Meticulous and spotless.

As soon as Liang Yanshi stood on the stage, a domineering force swept over, a circle of black aura appeared on his wrists, ankles, neck, waist and abdomen, and he was firmly trapped on the demon table in the shape of a 'big'. Can't move.

Xiu Ming slowly closed his eyes, then opened them abruptly, and quickly made a tactic in his hands. Suddenly, dark clouds rolled over the low sky of Wunian Peak, thunder roared, and soul-killing nails as thick as index fingers appeared in the cold Around Yan, suspended in the void, like a poisonous snake letter, ready to go.

Wait for me, Master.

With a flick of Xiu Ming's fingertip, a soul-killing nail shot straight into Liang Yan's chest like an arrow off the string.

"Roar—" Painful and sharp roars came from the center of Wunian Peak, and the disciples had to cover their ears tightly, their headaches were about to split.

Far away in the ancient battlefield in the far west, a stone from Xuanshan Volcano suddenly rolled down and landed beside a pair of black boots.

Liang Yan suddenly raised his head, the veins on his neck popped up, and gradually covered his entire face, his black eyes turned into pure blue.There were ghosts and ghosts rushing towards Fumotai from all directions, and they disappeared before they touched Liang Yan, like moths to a flame, or mayflies shaking a tree.

"Ah Yan!" Bai Ruoting grabbed her chest tightly, showing pain on her face.

Xu Zhilin, who was among the disciples of Baiyuanmen, clenched her fists tightly. Yingluo grabbed her wrist, shook her head calmly, and then let go.

Before he could change it in one breath, the second soul-destroying nail sank into his right shoulder.

Liang Yan clenched his teeth, frowned, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, and turned into a wisp of white smoke before it hit the ground.

Third nail, left knee.

Bai Ruoting suddenly knelt down on the ground with one knee, opened his mouth wide and took a heavy and quick breath, stretched out his trembling left hand and grabbed the bedside.

The left shoulder and right ankle were driven into the soul-killing nails at the same time.

The outstretched hand failed to grab anything, Bai Ruoting fell heavily on the ground, his gray lips opened and closed with difficulty: "It hurts...I hurt so..." Tears gushed out like a flood that broke the embankment .

A gust of blood surged up, Liang Yan tried not to let it spurt out, but blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief for the people on the stage. It was already a miracle in Liangyan's realm to survive five nails, but there were still thirteen nails left. The strength will only get weaker and weaker, and it is too difficult to survive.

Time seems to be extremely long at this time.

six.

seven.

Eight.

……

No.12 nail, Guanyuan point.

"Sect Master! We can't continue!" Qi Yuan knelt on the ground with a plop, and pleaded loudly on the stage.

Xiu Mingyin's hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, and all the disciples of Baiyuanmen knelt together.

Liang Yan has been so painful that he has lost hearing, smell, and vision. Only by thinking about that person in his heart can he retain the consciousness of survival in the extreme pain.

Another nail sank into the body, and Xiu Ming stared closely at the bruised and bruised person on the demon-subduing platform, his white clothes were stained scarlet, extremely horrifying and pitiful.

At this moment, he had to re-examine this disciple he had never been serious about. If such a tough person could survive, what a terrifying existence he would be in the future. If he was not a righteous person, he would be a nightmare for the people of the world.

Bai Ruoting, what kind of monster did you take in...

Whenever he was about to pass out, he immediately woke up in severe pain, and God told him in the cruelest way: his Ah Yan is still holding on, he is still alive...

The last soul-destroying nail pierced Liang Yan's abdomen with the momentum of thunder. After a while, the dark clouds cleared, and after losing support, he fell to the marionette whose string had been cut, and fell down on the demon table with a bang. , riddled with holes.

I did it... Master...

Ah Yan...you did it...

Bai Ruoting looked up to the sky and wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to move the corners of his mouth... The black pupils almost covered the entire pupils, and the last gleam of light in his eyes was barely visible.

"Luo Fu! Quick!" Xiu Ming shouted.

Xu Zhilin fell to the ground all of a sudden, her back was icy cold.

Because Qinzhuo Peak is the closest to Wunian Peak, Liang Yan was temporarily placed on Qinzhuo Peak, and it was already late at night when Yizun came out of the room.

Xiu Ming: "How?"

Luo Fu nodded wearily: "The injury has stabilized, but it's hard to say how long it will take to wake up."

Both Qi Yuan and Xiu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." Luo Fu's words made the hearts of the two of them suspend again.

Xiu Ming urged anxiously: "But what? You've finished talking!"

Yi Zun glanced at Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan knew that he should not continue to listen to the next words, so he stepped forward to say goodbye: "Elder, Master Yi, since Junior Brother Liang is fine, this disciple will step down first."

Xiu Ming: "Go."

After watching Qi Yuan walk away, Luo Fu uttered his puzzled question: "I've seen the injuries caused by the soul-destroying nails before, and they seem to be more serious than those on Liang Yan." Naturally, he also It's not that he suspects that Xiu Ming is showing mercy on purpose, after all, the multiple injuries caused by the Soul Slayer Nail cannot be manipulated.

Based on the cultivation of the doctor, since he has this question, there must be something wrong.

"Not good!" Xiu Ming's heart shrank suddenly, hoping that his premonition was wrong.

"Master?"

"Follow me!" As soon as the words fell, the two disappeared in place.