I wanted to embrace my master and return home

Ye Xunliang only felt that he was cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his teeth were gnashing loudly. The eyes of the senior in white didn't have a fixed point, as if he was looking at Gu Mou, but also at him...

He held back the chills in his heart, and in front of the man, he slowly touched his side with his right hand, and as expected, he touched a cold dagger. Picked out the demon-slaying blade given to him from the arsenal, it can kill demons without spiritual power, but he has never used it.

He grasped the short dagger and slowly drew it out, his heart was as anxious as thousands of ants biting, but his hand was cold and stiff, without any strength. Seeing the blood seeping more and more from Gu Mou's body, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Watching the "predecessors" raise the demon-slaying blade high - the hand raised the knife and fell!

——Blood splattered all over his face!

"..." Ye Xunliang held the hilt of the sword on the man's chest with trembling hands. He was a little dizzy from the action he made, and almost let go of his hand. He also held the other hand, gritting his teeth with red eyes and exerting force. Pressing the dagger an inch further, another gust of blood sprayed out, dyeing half of his face red, like a Shura ghost who came out of hell.

When Gu Mou "opened his eyes", he saw such a scene.

Subconsciously, he was awake, but he watched blankly as he inserted the dagger into Master's body, and he didn't even have the strength to stop it.

At this moment, he seemed to see Shi Minghua who died in front of him back then, and he was so powerless at that time, but now he saw him die in front of him again, with blood all over his body, and staring at him with stunned eyes, A large ball of blood poured out of his mouth with a "crash" - Tang Jie, who was holding a dagger, was covered with his blood, with a grin on his face, full of anger, and holding the handle of the knife with both hands, slowly pressing down on his heart mercilessly Next, the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh was clearly heard, stabbing Shi Minghua to death in front of him.

All this stimulated his scalp to tingle, and his body was like a thunderbolt, leaving his mind blank for a while, and then he reflexively lifted the palm off Shi Minghua's body, and the latter was blown away by the strong spiritual wind. It was lifted a full meter away, and fell hard on the bookshelf with a "boom", the bamboo slips full of ancient books crackled and fell to the ground, and the demon-slaying blade also slid a few meters away on the ground.

Gu Mou rushed forward almost frantically, and hugged Shi Minghua tightly into his arms, trembling all over, but didn't dare to exert any force, as if the person in his arms would frown in pain if he exerted force.

"Master... Master!" Gu Mo stretched out his trembling hands and carefully covered the wound on his chest, but he couldn't stop the place from bubbling blood, staining his clothes red, and the blood flowed all over the floor. shocking.

Ye Xunliang, who was lying not far away, was in so much pain that he couldn't move, but he felt that the pain in his body was not as good as his heart. He gritted his teeth and supported the floor and got up slowly. When he looked at Gu Mou, he was stunned for five seconds.

It turns out that Gu Mou can also cry.

Will also cry with tears all over his face, without majesty.

Ye Xunliang has lived for 17 years, and now he realizes that he has never known Gu Mou before. The Gu Mou who stood in front of him was not Gu Mou. The man in front of him who is holding another man and crying bitterly is the real Gu Mou. seek.

Suddenly, my heart was clear, my bones were cold, and my whole body was cold.

Gu Mou hugged the man in his arms with red eyes, watched the blood on his chest drain slowly, and then black air came out, but he refused to let go, turned his head to look at Ye Xunliang with tears on his face, his voice was full of Hatred: "Why did you do it yourself! Why are you disobedient! It's unnecessary!"

Ye Xunliang was silent for a long time before he said dryly: "Disciple... I saw that you have fallen into it..."

"I've said it before! I'm fine! I'm fine! Even if you want to kill him, I should do it myself. Why...why did you use..." Gu Mou roared with his eyes wide open.

He is sober, he has not been demented, and he can clearly end "Shi Minghua" in the most gentle way at the last moment of writing, without destroying the last trace of tenderness, but taught him to see the master die in such a tragic way in front of him .

It really broke Ye Xunliang's heart!

Because I am worried about you, I am afraid that you will die.Ye Xunliang's eyes were red, he bit his lip firmly, and swallowed the words that almost blurted out from his throat.

"Get out, get out!" Gu Mo pointed at him fiercely, his anger was so burning that he was almost insane and dizzy.

Ye Xunliang shed a tear in a daze and smashed it on the sandalwood floor, looked at the man in Gu Mou's arms for a while, opened and closed his lips a few times, but didn't say a word.

He didn't even know how he got out of the Pomo Hall. When he looked up, the sky was still blue and clear, with rocks and green trees, lush and green. Clouds and mist, lofty mountain tops.

Gu Mou heard the sound of his leaving footsteps, but wet tears welled up in his eyes again. He closed his eyes and put his forehead against "Shi Minghua's" hair, feeling the person in his arms getting colder and lighter .

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a stone table. He was lying on the stone table with his face wet.

Zhang Sichen and Meng Yuci sat around the round table and stared at him with wide eyes, both with expressions of seeing a ghost.

"God...why are you crying?!" Meng Yuci looked surprised, and forgot to unfold the fan in his hand, barely covering his lips.

Gu Mou also felt that he had lost his composure. He reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, his throat was tight, and it was difficult to express his illusion, so he said, "How long have I been crying?"

"You have been crying for half a stick of incense, half the table was wet, you scared us to death!" Meng Yuci patted his chest and said.

"By the way, what about Ye Xunliang, why didn't you come out with you? I remember Elder Danqing said that he had never tried the mirror-breaking technique." Zhang Sichen suddenly changed the subject and pointed to Ye Xunliang who was still lying on the stone table. No sign of waking up.

Gu Mo was taken aback, his eyes blank for a moment.

Yes, his illusion is broken, and Ye Xunliang's is also there.

Meng Yuci's complexion changed: "You left him alone in the illusion? Go and bring him out!"

"Understood, let's go save him."

Gu Mou squeezed the space between his brows, and closed his eyes seemingly tiredly, but a flash of panic flashed in his heart. He stretched out his fingers to pick up two pieces of tea leaves in the cup and put them in his mouth. In the building, there are red bricks and green tiles, high walls, and verandahs on all sides. The faces of the maids and servants coming and going are all blurred, walking past him, laughing or bowing their heads in silence.

The nine-foot-high rockery is tall and straight, the running water surrounds the entire front yard of the inner mansion, willows hang down on all sides of the stream, and one yellow and one blue warbler chirp. Gu Mou recognized at a glance that this is the Ye Mansion in its prosperous period.

Ye Xunliang's illusion is here, he is not surprised at all, no one doesn't like the life of luxury and luxury, he knows that after Ye Xunliang left Yefu, he must be dissatisfied with the ordinary life now.

But the top priority is to find Ye Xunliang as soon as possible. This huge Ye Mansion covers an area of ​​more than 80 kilometers and has built more than [-] attic rooms. It is not easy to find out his location. Gu Mou thought for a while and decided to go to the National Teacher's Look for it in the dormitory.

Ye Xunliang is so attached to the life of Ye Mansion, he must also miss his father a little bit. Thinking of this, he came to the Imperial Teacher's dormitory swiftly, only to see the Imperial Teacher sitting behind the table with a serious face, holding the hand in his hand. While fiddling with odds and ends such as the astrological compass, Ye Xunliang was not around.

Not here, where would it be?

Gu Mou supported the door frame, a little panicked, he didn't know where else Ye Xunliang could go, or how long he could hold on?

"It's... really troublesome!" He couldn't wait, he gritted his teeth, turned around angrily, and rushed to Ye Xunliang's north courtyard without daring to delay a moment.

Ye Xunliang's bedroom, no.

Ye Xunliang's study, no.

Ye Xunliang's backyard, no.

Gu Mou opened the doors one by one almost like a storm, but he never saw Ye Xunliang's figure. He gritted his teeth: Where did this kid go!

They searched all the rooms in the north courtyard, any place belonging to Mr. Ye, even the kitchen, but they couldn't find Ye Xunliang.

Except for one place——

Gu Mou's room.

Could it be that Ye Xunliang would stay in his room?

Gu Mou's room was in a remote location, because he didn't like to make noise at night, and in order to prevent Ye Xunliang from crawling on the bed at night to disturb him, so he almost chose it outside the east courtyard.

He came to his dormitory without hope, but suddenly felt a palpitation a few meters away, thinking that Ye Xunliang was indeed here.

Ye Xunliang is actually here? !

Needless to say, he was a little surprised.

Puzzled, Gu Mou's hand holding the carved wooden door suddenly froze, why did he feel palpitations, why did he suddenly feel uneasy...

It's only half a stick of incense time.

In time, he told himself.

Wait for me again, he said.

In the next second, he stretched out his hand and opened the door——

Gu Mou's fingers were frozen on the door frame. In the innermost part of the room, there was a walnut bed lying end-to-end, which was still the place in his memory. The bed was completely covered by the wide dark-pattern curtain, and there was no movement in it. No.

This scene gave Gu Mou a rather bad feeling.

At some point, he was already cold, full of fear, and the soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead. He walked over with heavy steps and stopped before the collapse, but he didn't have the strength to lift the curtain.

Using tea as a medium can easily evoke obsessions in people's hearts——in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded in the mind.

What is Ye Xunliang's...obsession?

"..."

Gu Mou stared at the front, held the corner of the curtain with trembling hands, and lifted it up gently, as if time stopped at this moment.

——He found Ye Xunliang.

Ye Xunliang was lying on the side of the bed with his eyes closed, and another man was lying beside him, that man had a face he was very familiar with.

It was himself...

Ye Xunliang curled up in "Gu Mou's" arms, in a very comforting posture, as if he was sleeping soundly - if it wasn't the scene in front of him.

The shocking scene was like a sharp knife, severing Gu Mou's heart, like a hook, hooking his throat!Gu Mou's eyes were filled with blood, and he stood on the edge of the collapse in a daze. The blood in his whole body seemed to be drained in an instant, and his limbs were cold...

The blood spread from under his body, dyeing the whole silk bed red, as if a huge monster flower bloomed under his body, filled with the fishy smell, Ye Xunliang became a wet blood man, with his eyes closed, quietly Lying quietly in a pool of blood.

Ye Xunliang is dead.