Master, he feeds wolves with his body

Xiao Yi held Gu He's hand that was tightly gripping the corner of his back, his heart was beating up and down, he was flustered, and he blamed himself extremely.

He thought that the last time it was the Kunlun Ruins party, the master was too tired, and he was injured, so he was restless and had nightmares.Coupled with the fact that everything was as usual for the next month, I didn't take this matter to heart.

One month... indeed, it was exactly 30 days since the last time, and it was another full moon night!

It is no accident that Master once again fell into that painful dream that cannot be awakened!

Cold sweat soaked Gu He's temple hair, cheeks, and neck, his white teeth clenched his lower lip, and his whole body trembled, as if he was extremely cold.

Xiao Yi hugged Gu He tightly in his arms, and the person in his arms felt the heat source, and he came to get close to him.

Tighten the quilt, the autumn night is not cold, two big men huddled together, plus a brocade quilt, should have been sweating from the heat.But Xiao Yi still felt the person in his arms trembling, and the coolness from the other person's skin came from the thin coat, and the cold Xiao Yi's heart became cold and cold again.

When exactly did the problem arise?Is Master poisoned or cursed?And why is it Shizun?

I have been fine for the first three years since I first started. If I had been tortured by nightmares earlier, how could I not hear it when I was separated by a wall?

Then it can only be that there is a problem with the Far North and his party.

But they ate and lived together along the way. If it was a problem of food and lodging, why didn't I have any abnormalities?Could it be that the red-eyed pig demon is poisonous?

Xiao Yi's eyes darkened, Chao Wu was injured by a burr, and he also had wounds from fangs on his body, leaving aside Chao Wu, if he was also trapped by the nightmare, how could the master not hear it?

Or is it true that the cute-looking ear mouse leads the way with a hidden secret?

At that time... the master once built a circular spiritual force field to block the damage with a long breath of high-level magic. Unexpectedly, the ear mouse did not launch an attack, but dispelled the mist; Elder Chaowu groped in the mist for three days before entering out of the cave...

Could it be... Could it be that the difference lies in the long breath?

The master once said that long breath is a high-level spell that can only be used in the Mahayana stage of Canglang Pavilion, and the elder Chaowu is in the fusion stage, so naturally he can't use it.The ear mouse couldn't recognize him, so naturally there was no ear mouse leading the way?

In this way, everything makes sense, the master said that the ear mouse has a superb memory, so these little things probably didn't mistake the master for someone, but recognized the magic power of Canglang Pavilion!

But what is the relationship between the people in Canglang Pavilion and the Kunlun Ruins?

Why can the ear mouse automatically lead the way when it recognizes the long breath of Canglang Pavilion's technique?

Could it be said that there were people who knew how to grow the breathing technique and frequently went to and from the Kunlun Ruins?

But now the only one in the sect who has reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation is the master himself, who else can make a long breath?

Chao Wu couldn't, so only Xia Qiyue was left with the two elders... But Elder Xia is also recognized as a fusion period...

Chao Wu... Uncle Chao Wu, the timing of his appearance was too coincidental. He has been wandering around for three years, why didn't he go early or late, but why did he go to the Ruins of Kunlun at this time?

One by one, one by one, past events emerged in front of Xiao Yi's mind, Xia Qiyue's worried eyes at the dinner party suddenly appeared in Xiao Yi's mind.

Now that I think about it, it is really strange, the younger brother returns home, and the dinner party is full of joy, why should he be worried?

Doubt is like a seed. If someone throws it on the ground at will, even without watering and fertilizing, it will grow into a towering tree.

Intuition told me that Xia Qiyue was suspicious. .

Xiao Yi tightened his arms, encircling the person in his arms.

But how is he going to tell Master that he doubts that slick and slick senior in charge just by looking at him?Or are you relying on your own unfounded speculation?

How could the Master believe in himself when he was talking empty words?One side is a senior who has been with him for more than 100 years since he was a child, and the other side is a disciple who has been a student for three years, which is more important, and there is no need to bother to think about it.

The person in his arms grabbed Xiao Yi's skirt uneasily, his voice was full of sorrow, "No!"

Xiao Yi patted Gu He's back lightly, coaxing him softly, "Master, it's okay, don't be afraid..."

"Xiao Yi—"

The cold voice rang in Xiao Yi's ears like thunder, and for a moment Xiao Yi's lightly flapping arms froze, and the air seemed to freeze.

what to do?Master is awake, what to do!

Xiao Yi forced a smile on his lips, his cheeks were stiff and his expression was flustered, "Master, listen to my explanation..."

He lowered his head to meet Gu He's still tightly closed eyes.

He saw Master's lips opened and closed twice——

"Xiao Yi..."

The smile on his face was broken, Xiao Yi's deep eyes flickered, and he felt that he might have auditory hallucinations in his ears.Staring at Gu He's white lips in disbelief, he was so nervous that his hands and feet went limp, and he was so nervous that he dared not breathe——

Until those thin lips spit out his name again!

The light and shadow hit Xiao Yi's sharp-edged face, casting a layer of soft light on his dignified and tense expression.

Xiao Yi's expression was complicated, mixed with sadness and joy.

He originally thought that it was the person who didn't show up that Master even dreamed of in the nightmare.

He was so jealous that he was burning with jealousy.

It turns out that the mountains are heavy and the rivers are back, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright——

Master, the person he cared about, the person he kept in his heart, turned out to be himself!

The bottom of my heart was astringent, tears welled up and circled in my eyes.

How to express it?

The long-admired master called his name in a dream, with a sad tone mixed with deep love.

Gu He seldom calls himself by his first name and surname. He calls himself "Yi'er", which sounds like the kind of kindness of a father or brother, without any other emotions mixed in.

This "Xiao Yi" was the first time he heard it, like a lover from afar calling his lover, two words hewed out from the tip of his tongue and through his throat.

With infinite affection and love, every syllable is permeated with my own longing and lingering.

Xiao Yi looked deeply at the master who was clutching his skirt, his deep black eyes reflected his sleeping face.

From the messy long hair to the smooth forehead, from the delicate eyebrows to the closed eyes, from the high nose bridge to the tightly closed lips... the greedy eyes flicked by every thread, inch by inch.

"So... Master, do you also like me a little bit?" Xiao Yi's lips curled up, his eyes shone brightly, and his tone was stubborn and sure——

"You like me too."

With tacit approval, Xiao Yi lowered his head, with admiration for the gods, and without a hint of lust, he gently pressed his lips against Gu He's forehead.

"Master, Xiao Yi likes you more."

The symptoms this time were worse than last time. Gu He's shirt was soaked several times overnight by his own cold sweat, and Xiao Yi dried it several times with his spiritual power.

Gu He's expression slowly eased, his brows relaxed, and he fell into a dreamland when Dongfang turned pale.

Xiao Yi closed the door, and went straight to Zangshu Pavilion full of doubts and anxiety.

It's a pity that I didn't sleep all night and got nothing.

He read all the books about insomnia and nightmares, and none of them matched Master's symptoms;

I also found a brief introduction to Canglang Pavilion's mental method. It is true that long breath can only be practiced and used in the Mahayana period.

Xiao Yi's eyes were even more worried, the matter was confusing and he couldn't find a clue.

There was a loud noise in the distance, and the disciples who got up early had already started their morning exercises.Xiao Yi put down the book in his hand and just walked to the door.

A young voice came from outside the door, "Our sect master is really powerful, let me tell you, within the Kyushu, in the next few decades, there will be no one other than our sect master who can successfully break through Mahayana and reach the tribulation stage. "

"I don't think so—" another person played tricks, "I'm afraid that no matter how powerful our sect master is, we won't be able to reach the stage of crossing the catastrophe."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, just think about it, when did Master Qingming, the head master, pass away?"

"Late Mahayana!"

"How about going further?"

"Then who remembers!"

"Each of the previous sect masters did not survive the tribulation period."

There was some hesitation in the voice at the beginning of the speech, "Don't fool me with your age."

"Why are you fooling me? If you want me to say, our Canglang Pavilion seems to be cursed. Although there are only a handful of people in the entire Kyushu who have reached the catastrophe for hundreds of years, like our Canglang Pavilion, there is no one who has crossed the catastrophe." , or the first..."

Xiao Yi's complexion sank, and he walked towards the interior of Zangshu Pavilion.

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