Master regards me as the way of heaven

Can't go back, Ye Zhiqiu was shocked by his sudden expression, he chose a path, if not for going back, where would it lead to?

"When will you, Master, be out?" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly panicked, his fingers trembled uncontrollably on the opponent's shoulder, and even his voice was a little nervous.

"Zhiqiu, what's the matter with you?" Apart from the inner demon back then, Rong Yu had never seen Ye Zhiqiu like this before. The body in his arms was pitifully fragile at this moment. What kind of fear made a person who never admit defeat speak out? Afraid?

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head, buried his head in Rong Yu's neck, and whispered softly: "How long is it, we can't wait too long, you, just stay here and wait for me."

"Did you sense something?" Rong Yu noticed that Ye Zhiqiu was struggling and was trying to break free from his embrace. He tightened his arms reluctantly and persuaded, "Can't you tell me anything? Empathize with that Tianming's memory, it's all an illusion, look at me, Zhiqiu, your eyes..."

"Eyes?" Ye Zhiqiu raised his hand to touch his own eyes, his voice was still as gentle and pleasant as ever, but his expression was distorted ferociously. When he raised his eyes, a red light floated, coquettishly seductive, and the corners of his lips slightly With a twitch, he pressed his palm against Rong Yu's heart, and said, "What's wrong with me, how would Master know, can you see the devil in my eyes? Have you ever really cared about me?"

"Zhiqiu, wake up!" A spiritual light from Rong Yu's fingertips touched Ye Zhiqiu's eyebrows, but he saw that his evil smile was even wider, and from the only light source in the darkness behind him, the black and white spiritual flow was moving rapidly. Gathering towards him makes it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

"How can I still be sober, why have I done so much, I fell into the abyss for you, master, and fought for the sky for you, you would rather die in such a mortal world, and would rather collude with those hypocritical immortals to lure me here , you want me to die, why didn't you tell me face to face?" The majestic and vast spiritual flow passed through Ye Zhiqiu's body in an instant, and the spiritual light in his palm emerged, and a vine that was far more powerful than before wrapped around Rong Yu in an instant. It is also difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator to break free immediately.

"I am your master, you can see who I am!" Rong Yu watched Ye Zhiqiu retreat, looked at herself with a reluctant and sad look, and gently tapped him with cold and trembling fingertips. Caressing his face, he deliberately scolded him again, but it was Ye Zhiqiu who shed tears first. Such tears were sincere and sad, as if they shouldn't belong to such a fierce face.

Ye Zhiqiu's fingertips trembled slightly, he touched it cautiously, and said with tears in his voice: "Of course you are my master. Every day after I fall into the devil, I see you all. That's how you loathe me, loathe me, and despise me. You are pushing into the abyss step by step, but I still want to see you, if you don’t go to the land of the fallen, you must not imprison me here for eternal life, right?”

"Illusions, you that I can touch are all illusions." Ye Zhiqiu muttered to himself, but he couldn't hear a single word from the other party, and only watched the illusion he had already identified as taking three steps back, no more nostalgia, turned and left.

The light in front of my eyes became clearer and clearer, until I was in it, I realized that it was a spacious place that didn't seem to come from at all. Although there was no sunlight to illuminate it, the surrounding aura seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, which was soft and warm. Suddenly, it is like being in the lake and mountains in spring.

But the lake that vaguely appeared in the memory did not have sparkling ripples, but was frozen into ice, which was incompatible with the surrounding birds and flowers.

Ye Zhiqiu walked slowly to the edge of the lake, raised his hand forward, and touched an almost invisible barrier. The text rippled from his fingertips to the surrounding layers like a stone falling into the water. When he was about to pass through the barrier, a familiar voice came from behind him. The voice touched his soul, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

He withdrew his hand, turned around with blank eyes, looked at the source of the voice, and said, "Isn't this the place you want to bury me?"

"Don't get close, Zhiqiu, look at the man on the ice, he is influencing you, don't get close to him!"

Ye Zhiqiu struggled, and closed his eyes tightly. The moment he opened his eyes, he seemed to regain a glimmer of clarity. He couldn't see who was talking to him, but deep down in his heart he believed in this person. He turned to look at Bingxue Frost In the enchantment, the figure of a person on the ice surface is gradually becoming clear.

The man crouched in the middle of the frozen lake, with long black hair hanging loose, wearing a blue robe, like a piece of seaweed floating helplessly on the water, looking dying.

"Do you remember what you promised me, you won't be deceived by his illusion again, Zhiqiu, come back to me quickly."

Why is the voice of the speaker at this moment not as weak as he is familiar with?

"Go back?" Ye Zhiqiu whispered, clearly concerned about the person who spoke, but couldn't help himself at all, "I can't let people get close to it."

"Is he more important to you than me?"

"It's very important." Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were completely focused on the black shadow hovering under the ice layer, the black shadow was hitting the ice layer one after another, and the people on the ice surface had already awakened from such a tremor up.

The man propped his upper body up on the ice with one hand, his black hair poured down like running water, and when he turned his head, his dark purple eyes met Ye Zhiqiu's blood-red eyes, and he smiled lightly, "Zhiqiu, save me!" I, I am Ye You."

"What did you say to the thing under the ice with the magic language just now?" Ye Zhiqiu's figure remained unchanged, his eyes were cold, and his jaw was raised in a haughty and contemptuous gesture.

"You're not him, get out of his body!" Ye You instantly changed his expression and glared angrily.

"Oh?" Ye Zhiqiu sneered, looked down at his white and clean hands, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person on the ice, as if looking at a dead object, "It's my hands that haven't been stained with blood for a long time, Even a bastard like you dare to covet the things of this seat?"

"It's so arrogant, but I've tried my best to see him like this, so you can bring it to me." Ye You put his hands on the ice and murmured, it was an extremely complicated voice that seemed like an ancient spell , as a ghostly voice ended, the black shadow under the ice surfaced with red light all over its body, and its swimming speed increased by more than a hundred times. The black shadow sank to the bottom of the water, and Ye Zhiqiu came out with a "court death" sound. Ying suddenly slammed into the ice layer like lightning, and from where Ye You was, the ice surface quickly cracked like a spider's web.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes burst into scarlet flames, his body flashed, and he passed through the barrier and struck Ye You's face with a palm. Unexpectedly, Ye You seemed to be waiting for this moment, Ye Zhiqiu saw the black mist dissipate in front of him , just as he was gnashing his teeth for a while, he was stuck behind him, clasped his wrist with one hand, and wrapped his waist tightly with the other.

The man dragged Ye Zhiqiu's demonic energy away from his wrist slowly, whispering in his ear with a deceptive tone: "Zhiqiu, you can't be a demon, I like it when you see with your own eyes that the cherished memories are thoroughly end."

Ye Zhiqiu, who was already overdrawn with strength, lowered his head powerlessly after the demonic energy was drawn away, gasped for breath, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were already as clear as water, and he heard a sound resounding through the sky, just like a bird flying through the clouds in the desert Roaring like a gigantic beast, Ye Zhiqiu regained consciousness instantly, but was led by Ye You to avoid the center of the broken ice, and retreated to the other side of the lake with a few steps.

The moment the two of them landed on the ground, a dragon with a pitch-black body covered in blood-red magic patterns broke out of the ice, raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, shaking the broken stones of the rock wall.

And the direction of its claws is...

Ye Zhiqiu almost collapsed when he saw clearly the blood-stained man in white clothes on the other side who was barely maintaining his standing position on the ground with his sword, but no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't make a sound.

"You're heartbroken, and you'll be fine soon. In fact, he's just an incarnation of distraction. Are you deluding yourself to the point where you need me to remind you repeatedly?" Ye You looked at Ye Zhiqiu with deep concern on his face. His eyes were actually kind of gentle.

"Zhiqiu, don't hate me. This is not my arrangement, and I can't help it. It was you who brought him here all the way, and you stood by the lake and told him that I was more important than him. You know, he was How to protect you desperately, and your body was pierced and torn apart by those strange beasts who came looking for me, do you know how desperate he is when he sees you throwing yourself into my arms without hesitation?"

Ye You felt a drop of water falling on the back of his hand, his face suddenly became puzzled, and he said, "Zhiqiu, are you crying? Why? He died but he just lost some memory, nothing about me, Without what you did today, you are still Yun Zhongfeng's personal disciple, and I am still your senior brother, as long as you are willing, I can give you the whole world."

As Ye You was talking, he realized that the person in his hands seemed to have given up struggling, and his body was still a little weak, so he forced Ye Zhiqiu to collapse and leaned against his arms. The person who resisted was already pale at this moment, and fainted in his arms.

Ye Youhuan hugged this person who was heartbroken because of others, his eyes were covered with a layer of warmth, and he no longer paid attention to whether the person on the other side was dead or alive, but sat down gently, letting Ye Zhiqiu lean on his back On his lap, some cautiously tried to caress his face, and the hand that was still entangled with demonic energy gradually returned to the color of ordinary people.

The devilish energy around him dissipated, Ye You lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Your appearance really surprised me, I let you ruin my plan time and time again, and how many men I sacrificed for you, I said I will repay you with gratitude, It would be nice if you knew something too."

"Such words, coming out of your mouth, are really a joke." Without the suppression of the demonic energy, Ye Zhiqiu's voice that had been silent for a long time came out, and at the moment when the other party was stunned, he covered Ye You's left eye with one hand, Taking advantage of the time when the other party was relaxed by the burning pain of the spirit butterfly, he turned over and fell into the lake where the ice had completely melted.

Like a carp wrapped in a water barrier, he swam towards the center of the lake without the slightest hesitation. The moment he entered the water, the lake surface was instantly covered with lotus leaves, like a natural barrier, separating the underwater and the lake surface. world isolating.

Ye Zhiqiu hardly paid attention to the light lost due to the cover of the lotus leaves. Even without the help of divine consciousness, he could clearly perceive the direction he was going to.

Raising your hand, your five fingers cut through the water, and lightly lifted upwards, a moon-white swaying lotus fell into the palm of your hand in an instant.