Master, he feeds wolves with his body

For three years, Xiao Yi was extremely familiar with every plant and tree in the Mountain of No Return.

He has already figured out which road is rough and has few people, and which mountain has more trees and is easy to hide.

The man in black said that Master is at Canglan Peak, so he should be right.

Before he left, he had to go see his master, and tell his master verbatim from the time when the man in black gave him the Dharma in the back mountain to what he said just now.

But obviously, it is not suitable for him to go to Canglan Peak.

Uncle Chaowu was injured because of himself, and there were so many people on Canglan Peak, it would be even more troublesome if he accidentally missed his tracks.

Still have to go back to Yanyun Terrace and wait for Master.

Xiao Yi followed the path to Yanyun Terrace, entered the main hall, closed the door, and sat obediently waiting for his master.

The pens and paper on the desk were arranged neatly, and the phoenix lantern quietly landed on the table, burning brightly.

Everything looks familiar.

It's just... After today, he might not be able to come back after a while.

Then, when Master is studying at night, who will pour him a cup of tea again?

Xiao Yi got up, brushed his fingers over the table——

When he first entered the door, he once studied here at his desk.Master would sometimes hold my hand and correct my bad strokes.

The cold fragrance came, as clear as before.

The master will also hold the scroll in his bare hands, read a book seriously and attentively, and quietly accompany himself who is practicing calligraphy.

Thinking about it, these were the happiest three years of his life. Master gave him a lot of companionship, a lot of love, enough to make up for the first 15 years that he didn't want to recall, so much that he could still be under the eyes of Master. Here, let go of your resentment and learn to be a broad-minded person who eliminates the strong and helps the weak.

He was very fortunate that there was finally a bright moon, illuminating his life.

Taking out the medicine from his bosom that he didn't have time to pass to the master, Xiao Yi walked in and prepared to put it back.

Nearly [-] bottles of medicine are stacked neatly together, looking pleasing and funny.

Thinking of their origins, Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing,

Senior Uncle Chao Wu is a good person, after all, he was the one who made him suffer...

Put down the medicine bottle, and slide your fingers down the cabinet—there is a hidden compartment here.

He knew it a long time ago, but never opened it.

Suddenly, the curled fingers trembled, and the switch in the dark compartment was pressed.

A box popped up, Xiao Yi stretched out his hand, and lifted the lid——

Above is a painting.

Pulling out the drawing, Xiao Yi's lips curled up, and his eyes were soft. It looked like Master's handwriting.

The person in the painting is about twenty years old, dressed in black, with narrow waist and long legs, long hair tied up high, and looks very heroic.

Looking at the expression of his eyebrows and eyes, he looks a bit like himself in the past two years——

A little older, a little more mature in appearance.

My heart softened, Master, he is really cute, secretly drew his own portrait by himself, and still kept it so tightly hidden.

Swiping down with his fingers to sign the signature, the smile on Xiao Yi's face froze in place.

Jingsheng for 13 years.

What does it mean?

His fingers tightened unconsciously, and all the smiles on his face disappeared.

In the summer of the 14th year of Jingsheng, he came to the Mountain of No Return to participate in the Grand Competition, and the two met for the first time.

The 13th year of Jingsheng... the 13th year of Jingsheng, he still stayed at Meng's house!

He was 14 years old that year!

He and Master have never met each other!

The person in the portrait... who is it? !

A chill crawled from his feet to the top of his head, he shivered, and the bottom of his heart felt like a pinprick.

This person...is not me...

Xiao Yi's mind went blank, and all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away by someone. With trembling fingers, he touched another thing in the box.

really!

It's "Hemeng"!

Is there anything else I don't understand...

The person in the portrait who looks like me is actually the person behind "Hemeng"...

The person whose Master would risk his life to save...

wrong!

wrong……

Not that he is like himself, but that he is like him...

It turned out that the one who had been looking at him all the time passed his gaze...

It's always true, never guesswork!

It turns out that the past three years that I am proud of have been playing a complete double!

It turned out that the master he held on the tip of his heart had never loved himself...

"Master..."

Xiao Yi called softly, and saw the figure like a banished fairy again in a haze, he raised his head, covered his misty eyes, and let the tears fall silently from his fingers.

"What do you take me for..."

It is an illusory, dispensable shadow that exists instead of that person...

It is also a tool for you to chat and comfort in your spare time...

Gu Xizhi...you love him, love him to the point of death, even if it is me who resembles him somewhat, you are willing to treat him as your only disciple and pamper him...

Why are you so cruel to me...

Raise me, pity me, love me...

Deceive me, lie to me, abandon me...

Xiao Yi raised his head halfway, and looked coldly at the face on the drawing paper that was somewhat similar to himself, feeling extremely disgusted in his heart.

Tears fell from the thick black pupils that had lost their luster, and wet the skirt of his clothes along his face.

He just stood there in a daze.

Keep silent, keep silent.

Let unwillingness and hatred sweep through your body, let resentment and obsession go deep into your bones.

The moonlight shined on his body through the window lattice, the young man blinked his sore eyes, put the calligraphy and painting into the box expressionlessly, picked it up, and walked out without looking back.

"Master! Master! It's not good!"

Mo Zishu yelled and knocked on the door of Jiyun Hall.

Xia Qi became more irritable and threw away his pen, "Come in and talk!"

Mo Zishu pushed open the door and stood in front of him with his head bowed, his expression flustered, "Master! That kid Xiao Yi killed the little disciple who was guarding him, and he ran away! What should we do!"

"Just for a while?"

Xia Qiyue patted the table, "Let him run away just now!"

"What use do I want you for! Huh?"

Mo Zishu tucked his neck deep into his collar, not daring to say a word.

Xia Qiyue looked away from him with disgust, "Go, invite all the masters to Qingluan Hall to discuss matters!"

"Yes!" Mo Zishu nodded respectfully, and retreated in a small step.

Qingluan Palace.

Several heads came in with tired faces.

Master Nan Xing patted Xia Qiyue who was waiting at the door quite familiarly, yawned and said, "What's the matter? Elder Xia, you're about to fall asleep, and you're in a hurry to invite us here!"

Xia Qiyue replied apologetically, "Please wait for Nan Xing's sect master, my sect master's junior brother will come right away."

Nan Xing nodded, and wobbled back to his seat.

Gu He hurriedly walked up the stone steps, saw Xia Qiyue waiting for him at the door, and asked, "What's the matter, brother, you called me here in such a hurry?"

Xia Qiyue stretched out his hand and slightly bent his shoulders to signal him to go in.

Gu He entered the hall with doubts, and sat on the main seat.

"Bring it in!" Xia Qiyue ordered in a deep voice.

A few young disciples came outside, carrying in four wooden frames covered with a thick black cloth.

Without saying a word, Xia Qiyue stepped forward and pulled them away one by one--several young disciples who had already died.

The heads of the sect didn't know, and asked, "Elder Xia, what's going on?"

"Xiao Yi has escaped! This is the disciple who guards him!"

Hearing this, Gu He suddenly got up.

There was a momentary blank in my mind——

Xiao Yi... escaped...?

why is he running away

Where can he go?

"Brother..."

Gu He couldn't believe it, and said as if he couldn't understand, "What do you mean... Xiao Yi... escaped?"

Xia Qiyue looked at him with pity, "Little brother, looking at the dead bodies on the ground, don't you understand? He secretly practiced magic skills, murdered his uncle, and now he betrayed his teacher and killed these innocent people just to save his life." Little disciple!"

"Junior brother!" Xia Qiyue said earnestly, "You were deceived by him!"

Gu He was at a loss.

It's so dark, it's cold outside, Yi'er has no relatives...

Alone, where can I go?

"Hey! Let me just say it! That kid is definitely not a good person!"

Master Nan Xing stroked his beard, "In the afternoon, the evidence was all in front of us, but it's a pity that our head, Gu, doesn't believe it! There must be something else hidden, just look!"

"Don't say that either!"

Ling Quanzi answered, "Master Gu, he must have been deceived by him too. If you ask me, Master Gu is still too young and too naive! He actually confronted the rest of us for the sake of a young boy, and spread the word that he would not let us go." People laugh their teeth out!"

Master Nan Xing said: "It's nothing to draw swords with us! It's just...Elder Xia and Elder Chao Wu are the senior brothers of Sect Leader Gu, and they have grown up with each other since childhood! Sect Leader Gu is so difficult...it's inevitable Make everyone feel cold!"

Gu He turned a deaf ear and came down to check the wounds on the bodies of the deceased.

Ordinary sword wounds, useless spiritual power.

A sword is deadly, clean and sharp, nothing can be seen.

His delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Gu He pondered for a long time.

There were panicked footsteps outside, and a young disciple at the foot of the mountain hurried over, knelt down after entering the hall, and panting, "Senior Brother Xiao Yi...he gave me this! Let me bring it in !"

A sound transmission note.

Gu He took it and opened it on the spot.

A familiar voice came, but this time it was extraordinarily cold——

"Master is completely unaware of all the things here. Today, Gu He and I have broken up with each other as master and apprentice. From then on, we will have nothing to do with each other again!"

Master-student favor?

No more troubles?

No... Didn't you clearly say that you will wait for me to pick you up?

Didn't you lean in my arms obediently just a moment ago?

What does this sound transmission symbol... mean?

Gu He rushed to Tianling Gai with a surge of blood, and choked out a mouthful of blood!

"Master"

"Master Gu!"

"Senior brother!"

Xia Qiyue supported the crumbling Gu He, and sighed deeply.

"Brother, this must be a misunderstanding, bring him back! Don't let anyone hurt him!"

Gu He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, tried his best to support his body, and said hastily, "No need...I'll go by myself...I have to ask clearly...this child...what's wrong with him...I've always buried it in my heart... refused to say..."

Gu He blinked his eyes, tried hard to swallow the thick blood in his mouth, and was about to walk out as he spoke.

"Master Gu!"

"Senior brother!"

The sky turned dimly, and my eyes went dark.

Gu Xizhi, who was standing on the top of the pyramid of Kyushu Lingli List, slowly closed his eyes in front of everyone, and suddenly lost strength in his arms.

Like a butterfly with broken wings, it fell straight down...

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