Master, he feeds wolves with his body

This dinner can be regarded as a feast for the guests and hosts, even Gu He, who hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, was infected by the atmosphere, and his face was a little blush.

The moonlight of the fifteenth day poured down, enveloping Gu He's thin back, Xiao Yi followed behind him, his heart softened for no reason, as if hiding a light cloud.

Xiao Yi was awakened by Gu He's voice.

He had already drank and fell asleep when he returned to the side hall.

Hearing a mournful call vaguely in his dream, Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes, regained consciousness in an instant, and ran towards Gu He's bedroom.

"Master!" Xiao Yi pushed open the door in a panic, walked quickly to the bed, and saw Gu He curled up into a ball.

As if caught in a nightmare, her long hair was spread messily on the pillow, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, her complexion turned pale, her mouth opened and closed, "No!"

His bony hands gripped the quilt tightly, with so much force that his fingertips turned white.

Xiao Yi leaned over and pulled out the brocade quilt from Gu He's hand, and gently closed it for him.He put his other hand on his forehead to test Gu He's body temperature.

There is no fever.

Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, lightly patted Gu He's arm, and whispered: "Master! Wake up!"

But the other party's frowning brows showed no sign of opening, and his closed eyes were trembling uncomfortably, and his eyelashes trembled, as if he had been greatly impacted in a dream.

Xiao Yi tried to wake up Gu He again, but no matter how loud he was, he couldn't wake up the person with closed eyes.

The people curled up in a ball whispered, "Don't...", a few drops of tears fell from the corners of their eyes and wet their temples.

Xiao Yi gently wiped it off for him, rubbing his thumb on the face of the master.

Did you dream about that person?

The person standing behind him, the person who is going to be saved with "Hemeng"...

He... is he really that good?Make you frown in your dreams, never forgetting?

Gu He looked distressed, as if he had lost his most precious treasure, and could only hold the brocade quilt tightly in his hands.

Turned over, leaving a back view of the person beside the bed.

not good!

Xiao Yi hurriedly turned the master back gently, making him face himself.

The injury at the luteal bone of the left shoulder, squeeze it again, it's time to bleed again.

Xiao Yi climbed onto the bed, pulled out the brocade quilt again and covered Gu He, and put his hand around the man with closed eyes in his arms.

Slender fingers stroked Gu He's sweat-drenched temple hair, and his deep eyes were intense and sad.

Master, where did you put me?

You gave your life to save me, is it just because I am your apprentice?

Master...I'm the one who won't leave, so you can't take a look...Look at me?

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Gu He gradually calmed down.

Xiao Yi covered him with the quilt, tiptoed out of bed, and gently closed the door.

It's like no one ever came in.

When Gu He got up early the next morning, Xiao Yi was already practicing sword in the yard.

Xiao Yi smiled and put away the sword, "Master, I made a medicinal meal in the small kitchen, it will be ready soon, I'll bring it."

Gu He nodded, and sat on the stone bench under the phoenix flower tree, waiting for Xiao Yi's arrival just like thousands of mornings in the past three years.

Xiao Yi lifted the lid of the porridge, and passed the spoon over, "Master looks a little tired, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Gu He swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and shook his head firmly, "I had no dreams all night, and I slept well. But I am really tired."

Xiao Yi still smiled slightly, looking at Gu He who was sipping porridge, but his heart was turbulent——

There have been more and more strange things recently, and I can't grasp a clue, and I feel a little irritable for no reason.

"Master, found "Hemeng", what should we do next?"

"The clue is broken." Gu He put down the spoon in his hand, "Just wait and see."

On the way back to Bugui Mountain yesterday, it was inconvenient for Zhao Wu to open "Hemeng" as soon as he arrived at the hot spring.

The edges and corners of ancient books from thousands of years ago have turned yellow and rolled up.

Gu He flipped through it quickly, except for the addition of the mental method itself, everything else was indeed the same as what was said in Zangshuge.

That is to say, in the previous life, there was a person who was cultivated in the transcending tribulation period. Through this mental method, he set up a magic circle and reversed time and space to save himself.

Now that the mental method has been obtained, there is not even a trace of that person's figure.

However, at least he has determined the way of his own rebirth, which is better than not knowing anything.

Besides, it is not perfunctory to say that he will wait and see what happens. The mystery of his previous life is not limited to his own rebirth.

Two years after the previous life, Xiao Yi was killed in front of him because he practiced magic arts, and then he went mad and exploded to death.

These two things are tightly intertwined.

Whether someone used the news of his insanity to attract Xiao Yi, or someone wanted to use Xiao Yi's death to push the insane self into the abyss of death, it's hard to tell, but there must be inextricable connections between them.

As far as Xiao Yi is concerned, as the only disciple of the head of the Canglang Pavilion, the entire Canglang Pavilion will belong to him in the future.Besides, he has a good foundation and a bright future, so why should he be associated with the Demon Cult?

Is it because others are coercing and luring you, or do you have your own difficulties?Why doesn't he ask himself for help?

As far as I am concerned, the Canglang Pavilion established its clan with the sword, and what it does is to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and what it does is to help the world and the people.What's more, the Qingxin Jue itself can calm people's hostility and distracting thoughts. Even the young disciples in the sect seldom become obsessed with practicing kung fu.

These two things are full of weirdness inside and out.

One is about Xiao Yi, and the other is about himself.Without any clues, we can only wait and see.

Gu He pulled back Piaoyuan's thoughts, and looked into Xiao Yi's eyes seriously, "Yi'er, no matter what problem you encounter, or if you want anything, you must tell Master. Master will try to help you ,Understand?"

"Understood, Master!" Xiao Yi frankly looked back into Gu He's eyes, smiling innocently.

From then on, Xiao Yi practiced harder.I often get up when the sky is still bright, and go back to my room to rest at the end of the moon.

Except for three meals a day, Gu He rarely sees Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi forgot the time when he was practicing that day, and went back to Yanyun Terrace under the clear moonlight. The moon was very big, and the courtyard was bright and majestic.Stepping into the hot spring under the moonlight divided by the phoenix tree, Xiao Yi let out a long sigh of relief, exhaling the exhaustion of the day.

The hard work these days has not been in vain, the spiritual power in the body has become more and more mellow, and it can be used more freely, and even the five senses have become much clearer.I believe that after half a year, I will be able to break through a small realm and reach the middle stage of distraction.

Although it is still far away from Master's Mahayana period, the breakthrough of the realm becomes more and more difficult as the time goes on, and the longer it takes, one day I will be able to catch up with Master, stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and then protect him behind me.

Xiao Yi stood up from the hot spring, put on the jacket he had prepared earlier in the morning, let the cool autumn wind blow away the water droplets on his body, and walked towards the side hall step by step.

When passing by Gu He's dormitory, Xiao Yi subconsciously glanced at the closed door. It was already the hour of the day, and the master should have gone to bed long ago.

There was a faint murmur from inside the door, Xiao Yi's footsteps froze in place, he pushed open the palace door and quickly walked to the bed.

Gu He lay sideways on the bed, curled up into a ball, his face was pale, and his brows were furrowed—exactly the same as last time!

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