Master, he feeds wolves with his body

Xu Yanliang flicked his sleeves, "What's going on?"

A trembling low-level demon cultivator bowed to him, "Mr. Xu, the lord is dealing with those people who took pleasure in killing monks, but Gu Xianchang misunderstood that the lord killed these people..."

He said and pointed inside, "The disciples of the Canglang Pavilion died there... Gu Xianchang was furious, and then... Then he seemed to be in pain... I don’t know why, but I couldn’t control myself... …Then he set up a barrier to protect the Lord, set fire to the Ten Thousand Snake Cave, and finally fell to the ground, and the barrier disappeared at the same time..."

Xu Yanliang sighed heavily from the bottom of his heart, this was really a mistake.

He almost forgot that the Ten Thousand Snake Cave was full of resentment, and this kind of place was a big taboo for those cultivating immortals.It's fine if you're in a peaceful state of mind, but once you're overjoyed and angry, it's very easy to get demons into your body.

"It looks very painful...it seems that I can't control myself..." Doesn't this sound like a madness!

This Gu Xizhi has extremely high spiritual power. When he goes mad, his spiritual power is uncontrollable, and the coercion he releases is extremely great. He set up an enchantment to protect the Lord, and it seems that he is somewhat sincere to his apprentice!

Could it be... Could it be that I did something wrong?But I definitely don't want to see this kind of result!

Looking at the submissive Demon Cultivator in front of him, he took a deep breath, "Since you also know that the Lord did not do it, why didn't you explain it to Gu Xianchang?"

Seeing Xu Yanliang's displeasure, the demon cultivator lowered his head, "I've been guarding the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave...there has never been a big man like Demon Venerable here...I'm afraid..."

"Besides, there is no reason for me to intervene when such a big man speaks... Later, Gu Xianchang was out of control, and his spiritual power was raging in the Ten Thousand Snake Cave. , I can hardly breathe... how can I have a chance to speak!"

"Mr. Xu..." Moxiu glanced at him, "Does this count as my failure to report? Will the lord punish me? Or should I confess to Gu Xianchang? But I can't blame me for all this! "

Xu Yanliang sighed, "Okay, let's find someone to put out the fire! Shut up, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu! Thank you, Mr. Xu! Thank you, Mr. Xu!"

Xu Yanliang looked at the direction where Mozun left, feeling confused.

I don't know how seriously Gu Xizhi was injured?Can you still live?

The Lord loves him very much, in case something unexpected happens to him, what should we do!

Alas, who would have thought that everything would turn out like this...

Then it was half a year of chaos.

The four great immortal sects are busy regrouping, cleaning up the old mountains and rivers, and taking down the scourge of Xiao Yi in one fell swoop.

In the Demon Realm, Xiao Yi started a sleepless life.

The master fell into a coma and fell into a deep sleep. He spent a lot of money to find a hundred doctors, even capable people and strangers, all of whom were helpless.

They were blindfolded and didn't know each other's identity, but they said in unison that the patient had lost his temper, and it was lucky to save his life. As for when and whether he will wake up, it depends on God's will!

Xiao Yi waved someone to send them out, quietly staring at the person on the bed.

The skin is as white as the best rice paper, and it will be torn with a light poke.

He climbed onto the bed, bent down, and rested his head on Gu He's chest.

You have to hold your breath and listen carefully to hear the sound of your heart beating, one after another, walking very slowly...

Like exhausted, overwhelmed.

Then I don't know when it will go, or when it will beat, this tiny heartbeat will stop forever.

And for this faint heartbeat, he had spent all his efforts and almost bet all his spiritual power to get it back.

That day in the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, the master became obsessed and couldn't control himself.

And his realm is not enough, so he can't cut the enchantment at all.

He could only watch helplessly as Master fell slowly, but he couldn't reach out.

The master fell down, and the spiritual power maintaining the barrier dissipated. He was finally able to escape, and almost cast all the spells he had learned in his life, and continuously transmitted his spiritual power into the master's body. Under this feeble heartbeat.

Those who said that the patient went mad, fortunately, the people around him gave their best help, and it was lucky that he didn't explode and die.

Hearing this sentence, he almost couldn't stand up...

Exploded and died... If the master is gone, what's the point of his life?

His master vanished in thin air, and the king buried his bones in the mud, how could he do it, and I sent the world full of snow?

Wherever the master is, he will be there...

Xiao Yi hugged the person in his arms tightly, his eyes were red, "Master...we will never be separated again..."

He began to understand the ruthless Xuandu who made mistakes again and again.

Don't say that he used his whole life to support a sect and set up a chess game for thousands of years, just to resurrect his beloved.

Even if his body is broken to pieces, even if he is thrown into the cave of ten thousand snakes and bitten by poisonous snakes, even if his own heart veins are cut off and he goes mad...

Even if he loses his life and soul, even if his soul is scattered in the world...

As long as the master can be good, what is he not willing to do?

So he began to be like another young Xuandu, no matter day or night, he killed people, took away other people's spiritual power, and improved his own realm through blood and pain...

Sleepless.

The only rest is to lie beside Master, listening to his intermittent, weak heartbeat.

He couldn't close his eyes.

He was afraid that when he woke up, the master would be really cold, and there would be no sound in his chest...

A steady stream of spiritual power passed through Xiao Yi's palm, channeled and transformed from other people's bodies into Xiao Yi's body, and then trickled into Gu He's body, warming and nourishing his body.

It's a pity that apart from the faint heartbeat, there is no sign of Gu He's recovery anywhere.

His body temperature is extremely low, and his breathing is so shallow that he can't even blow a hair, let alone soup, water, and other tonics, and he can't even feed him.

In the day-by-day anxiety, Xiao Yi gradually got used to it.

Don't drink if you don't drink, he rubbed Gu He's shoulder, fortunately... fortunately, he practiced crossing obstacles...

At any rate, there is always such spiritual power that can nourish the body of Master...

"Master..." Xiao Yi gently kissed Gu He's long black hair, "Yi'er has made great progress, and now he has caught up with Master..."

"Give me some more time, when I break through the Mahayana stage and reach the tribulation stage... At that time, even if the master can't be better... and unfortunately there is an accident... Yi'er is not afraid..."

Xiao Yi touched "Hemeng" in his arms, and said warmly: "Yi'er will wait for you in the next life..."

It's a pity that no matter what he said, the person in his arms still had that cold expression, without any response.

He patted Gu He's arm lightly, like every time when the full moon night Gu He fell into a nightmare, he said: "Don't be afraid..."

The candles flickered, and the figures on the bed overlapped.

It's just that I don't know who this "don't be afraid" is saying to...

Xu Yanliang has been a lot more honest recently.

Looking at Xiao Yi's busy back and increasingly gloomy face, he felt guilty and distressed.

Who knew things would go this far...

The Lord has become stronger, worked harder, and made faster progress...

But he no longer dared to mention anything about going north in one fell swoop.

There is only the last ray of light left in the eyes of his young lord, if... if Gu Xianchang really passed away, I am afraid that this last ray of light...

The last rope that hangs Xiao Yi going forward is about to break...

In a blink of an eye, it was another three months, and it was the beginning of autumn.

Xiao Yi stepped into the door of Yunxian Hall and walked towards the main hall.

The autumn sunset sprinkled a layer of gold powder on his face, making him as beautiful as a god.

He walked, calm and calm, without a smile.

If Gu He was still awake, seeing this scene, he might be slightly engrossed...

It turned out that in the past and present life, Xiao Yi had taken on all Xiao Yi alone, and in the end he would grow into the same look—stern and indifferent, and he would only smile when facing the sleeping person on the bed.

He went to take a bath in the hot spring as usual, put on his coat, and walked into the main hall with his servant in his hand.

As soon as he looked up at the bed, Zhixia slipped from his hand with a "crash" and fell to the ground——

The man who had been sleeping on the bed for nine months, his master - sat up!

Xiao Yi opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, with some kind of disbelief, "Master?"

The person sitting by the bed, with his legs drooping and swinging non-stop, raised his eyes when he heard the movement, and stared straight at him.

Xiao Yi's eyes became hot, and he rushed to hug him into his arms, but the person beside the bed seemed to be frightened by his actions, and crawled back to the bed, picked up the quilt and wrapped himself tightly. Strictly.

Xiao Yi frowned, and sat carefully beside the bed, "When did Master wake up? Why didn't you send someone to call me?"

The person under the quilt was motionless.

Xiao Yi glanced at him, Master, he moved in a hurry, he only covered his head and most of his body with a quilt, leaving a section of white jade-like calf exposed.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the delicate and slender ankle, the person under the quilt trembled, and then stretched out his other foot, trying to push off his hand.

Xiao Yi grabbed it in his hand and squeezed it, "Master is still angry with me?"

The person under the quilt was motionless.

"Master..." Xiao Yi climbed onto the bed and carefully hugged him into his arms through the quilt. Afraid of boring him, he gently pulled off the quilt, revealing a familiar face, and looked at him timidly. .

Xiao Yi's heart softened, "I don't know how to do anything to Master...Why does Master look at me with such eyes?"

It's a pity that the person in his arms didn't say anything, just looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, and was still struggling to leave.

Xiao Yi felt that something was weird, so he had no choice but to let him go, and let the person in his arms run to the innermost side of the bed, looking at him warily.

"Master... I was wrong..." Xiao Yi wanted to hug him, but was afraid that he would get angry.

It's a pity that the person at the corner of the bed still doesn't speak, only a pair of bright eyes, with a certain kind of innocence and timidity...

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