The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

Seeing that he was suffering so much, Song Ling felt that he was a little pitiful.Seeing that he was detoxifying the little emperor's blood today, he thought maybe Xie Yunqi was not as heinous as he imagined.

"Why did you change your surname to Song?" Seeing that he didn't say a word, Xie Yunqi just went about his business, so he casually picked up a topic, "Aren't you Xie Ling?"

Unexpectedly, Song Ling paused with his gestures, and his voice became even more impatient: "I don't want to have the same last name as you."

"..."

"But it's impossible for you to change it. Only you can change it yourself."

"...?"

"Besides, the girls surnamed Xie are chirping, it sounds like a broken sleeve, it's better to be surnamed Song."

"?!"

Seeing that Xie Yunqi was just silent, Song Ling was bored for a while, and then took the initiative to follow the topic further.

"You are willing to give the child blood for ten days. Come to think of it, you also hurt him to the bone." Song Ling lowered his eyes, and glanced at Yuan Heng, who was standing anxiously at the door, pacing back and forth, "The Bodhi Xuan in your body Ye took root in his body, and you became useless. Do you think it's really worth it?"

Bodhi Xuan Leaf.Millennium herb.The meridians can be continued to shape flesh and blood, and the potential of cultivating immortals can be brought into full play.It can be transferred to others by the method of crossing the blood in ten days, and at the same time, the power will be crossed.But those who lose the Bodhi Xuanye will lose all their cultivation and shatter their immortal essence.

That's all, it's all stories, all stories.

To smash is to smash.He was just passing through.

With complicated feelings, he planned to coax Yuan Heng to drink the last bowl of blood.But it wasn't until early in the morning that Yuan Heng staggered into Doctor Song's dilapidated house, and when he entered the door, he saw Song Ling making medicine, and he relaxed a little, and asked, "But my master is here? "

Master?As for Xie Yunqi's half-baked cultivation base, his Yuan Dan was destroyed, and he could no longer cultivate immortality.How can you still be your 'master'.

Song Ling was an honest person, so he corrected him and said, "Mr. Xie is indeed here."

Yuan Heng walked towards the inner courtyard without saying a word. The dripping blood on the ground was very glaring. Song Ling put down his hand pounding the medicine and grabbed Yuan Heng's shoulder blades. As expected, his entire left arm was twisted off. There was also a gash that was deep enough to show the bone, bleeding gurglingly.

"Your Majesty is seriously injured, I will give you a bone first."

Yuan Heng didn't seem to hear it, he pulled his hands away and walked in with his head covered, until he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure leaning on the soft bed through the window pavilion, and his heart was completely relieved.

But what is he doing?

He is letting, bleeding?

He walked up to Xie Yunqi, looked at the wound on the inside of the national teacher's wrist dripping blood, and asked in a daze, "Master, what are you doing?"

Xie Yunqi didn't want to be such a virgin, but up to now, he hadn't turned back when he opened his bow, so he could only tie the wound well, rubbed his little head enduring the pain, and said: "Be obedient, drink it, the last bowl. Lie Your cow blood is... because you are afraid that you will feel disgusted."

On second thought, cow blood is actually quite disgusting.

This time, Yuan Heng's red eyes suddenly burst into tears.

Xie Yunqi hated people crying the most, so he could only pull him into his arms like coaxing a child, and patted him on the back, but Yuan Heng cried so hard that he almost lost his breath.

"Why are you crying?"

"Ah Heng... I feel sorry for you."

Finally, the little apprentice calmed down and drank the bowl of blood.At that moment, Xie Yunqi felt as if something had been stripped from his whole body, and every inch of his bones and blood trembled from bottom to top.

Crush the immortal essence and strip away the cultivation base.

Let the character design, which is not awesome at all, make things worse.

"Master, Master!"

The pain extended to the fingertips, as if everything was about to be crushed.

Being too weak, he couldn't bear the pain, so he pouted directly.

Song Ling had been prepared for a long time, so he caught him firmly and placed him on the bed.

"What's wrong with him? What's wrong with him?!" Before turning back, Yuan Heng grabbed his sleeve with his right hand and asked, his teeth were chattering with red eyes.

"He's fine, but it hurts too much. He gave you his own blood and cultivation to save you. Your Majesty... Yuan Heng, you must protect him well in the future. It is extremely painful to strip the bodhi black leaf from the body …… Xie Yunqi, he is no longer an overturning national teacher, he has already broken his immortal essence."

Song Ling seemed to be a little bit embarrassed, looking at his only senior brother, thinking of his arrogant and unruly appearance when he stole the medicinal herbs, and seeing his sleeping face when he passed out from the pain when he gave the blood to his apprentice.There are mixed feelings in my heart.

What kind of person are you, Xie Yunqi.

The national teacher fell asleep and failed to wake up for seven days.For these seven days, Yuan Heng did not go to court, and stayed by his side all the time, and would shed two tears from time to time.

He sank into one dream after another, but he forgot after dreaming.

I only vaguely remember that the dream was a place shrouded in fairy mist, and someone tugged on his snow-like sleeves and asked, "Master, do you want me now?"

In the morning of the eighth day, when Xie Yunqi woke up, the corners of his eyes were wet.He moved his fingers and felt that the whole world had changed.

The whole body is heavy and tired, and the abdomen still hurts.Before he got up, Yuan Heng, who was dozing beside him, woke up and hurriedly supported him, "Master, are you awake?"

"Hmm..." After sleeping for eight days, my voice was completely hoarse.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all because of me... Master doesn't have to be like this, people like Yuan Heng... don't deserve you..."

Seeing him slapping into a crying bag, Xie Yunqi felt very headache.With a hoarse voice, he said, "Can you give me some water first?"

Hearing the words, the little emperor immediately poured a glass of water for the national teacher sobbing.

The water had just been poured, and he had just taken a few sips when he heard his little apprentice choked up: "Master, why didn't you give up on me? Yuan Heng was originally a person with poor fortune. So what if he died? Now it's just a drag on me. It's..."

"Can you give me some more food?" The national teacher interrupted him again.

Sobbing again, the little emperor went to bring the steamed buns that had just been steamed for a long time, and served them with light vegetable porridge.

"Master..."

"Can you let me finish eating before crying?"

"..."

Xie Yunqi took a few mouthfuls and felt uncomfortable in his stomach. He wanted to hold it back, but turned over and vomited it all up again.It even splashed on Yuan Heng.

Yuan Heng's face turned ashes immediately, he supported Xie Yunqi to lie down, he didn't ask anyone to come in to serve him, but fetched a basin of water himself, wiped all the filth on the ground, and then wiped his hands, feet and face.I went to the stove to cook a pot of millet porridge.

He knew that Xie Yunqi had always been clean and arrogant like a peacock, so he definitely didn't want others to see his downcast appearance.

This time, he was very quiet, as if he was afraid of disturbing Xie Yunqi.

But Xie Yunqi still slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already dark.He asked Yuan Heng to support him, and went outside to walk around to relieve himself.During the whole process, Yuan Heng's face was a little strangely red.

After a while, Yuan Heng said: "Master, if you think the smell of medicine here is strong, shall we go back to Qianji Pagoda?"

As soon as the words were spoken, he wished he could take them back.It was originally for the purpose of allowing Master, who seemed to be in a low mood, to return to his favorite residence.But he forgot that Xie Yunqi had already shattered his immortal essence and became a complete mortal.

Still hurt.

He can't climb a tower of sixty or seventy feet at all.

"Well, let's go back to Qianji Tower." Unexpectedly, Xie Yunqi agreed to him, and said, "I can't climb up now as a teacher, Ah Heng, can you carry me on your back?"

The apprentice Ruye's dark pupils reflected that smiling face.The master, whose long hair had never stood tall, was a little less majestic and fierce, and more cold and lazy.

Yes, a thousand times, ten thousand times.Ah Heng will carry you on his back.

Yuan Heng didn't dare to fly up directly, he carried his master on his back, just like the teacher led him to walk slowly half a year ago, he walked up step by step.After walking for half an hour, we reached the top of the tower.

He carefully placed Xie Yunqi on the bamboo chair by the window, and took a coat to cover him, in case he would catch a cold from the wind.

Medical Officer Song said that Xie Yunqi is no longer the former Master of the State Teacher.

All because of myself.

In the past, Xie Yunqi was stronger than anyone else, he was sometimes cruel and sometimes gentle.His hands were stained with blood, but those hands would touch his head warmly, telling himself, Ah Heng, only you can become the Mingjun I want.

Close your eyes, the past scenes flashed in front of you.

Take him to climb the mountain, and tell him on the top of the mountain, Xie Yunqi who wants to know the suffering of the people.Xie Yunqi took off his clothes and refused to let himself suffer from the wind and snow.Protecting herself in the hands of the black-clothed assassin, the arrogant and willful Xie Yunqi.

Xie Yunqi like that is gone.

Unknowingly, there were only the last few steps left, and when the black boots stepped on, the night wind happened to entangle the two people's black hair, like green willows entering the lake, breaking the original tranquility.

Yuan Heng looked at Xie Yunqi's side face that had to fall asleep because of being too exhausted.The sockets of the eyes were red, but this time, the fundus of the eyes shot out many sharp lights that had never been seen before.

It doesn't matter.

In this life, Ah Heng will definitely protect you.

Xie Yunqi suffered from a serious illness and lay in bed for about two months before finally recovering from his injuries.Yuan Heng's status is not convenient, and he often wears an all-black cloak when going up and down the tower.Cover your face and body.

Strange to say.Since the Bodhi Xuanye entered Yuan Heng's body, Yuan Heng's body was lighter than that of Xie Yunqi in the past, and he reached the alchemy stage in just half a year.

Probably Yuan Heng was already very talented. Now that I think about it, Xie Yunqi with the golden finger of Bodhi Xuanye still can't beat the big boss Yuanli. No matter how I think about it, Xie Yunqi's own talent is really bad.

It's not only the cultivation base that goes up, but also the height.

Seeing that the baby who used to be less than his chest has jumped to the height of his ears in two years.

By the way, Yuan Heng seems to be very quiet recently, and he doesn't know how to cry like before.It seems to have become a lot quieter.Is it because he feels that he is useless now, so he refuses to recognize this master?

No, it's impossible.Yuan Heng is not such a child.

His health was not so good, so he faded out of the court affairs, Yuan Heng was thirteen, and he could decide many things by himself.Xie Yunqile's leisure.

The strange thing is that Song Ling is a lot more honest. He has been a medical officer for two years and doesn't think about reform anymore.On the contrary, he often came to the National Teacher's Mansion to check his pulse and give him medicine, as if he was afraid that he would die early.

In a flash, it was three years.

The little apprentice has been raised until he is fifteen or sixteen years old.