Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

When Chu Huan came to the side hall, he happened to hear a clear and crisp sound of broken porcelain coming from inside. The sound was very shattered. Thinking of Xiao Zhuo's pale and weak face, he unconsciously sped up. After a few steps, he came to the door.

The blind young man in the hall was kneeling on one knee at this moment, tentatively groping for the broken pieces of jade vase. Chu Huan saw a trace of red on the fingertips holding the pieces, blood running down the fingertips. When it dripped onto the white porcelain, it brought a strange beauty.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiao Zhuo's movements obviously paused, he stood up and looked in the direction of the door, subconsciously tilted his head and asked in doubt: "Master?"

I don't know why,? Occasionally, when the master comes, he can't feel any breath, and now he can only guess based on the sound of footsteps.

The white tape covered his eyebrows and eyes. Although he couldn't see his eyes, a trace of expectation could be clearly felt in his voice.

Chu Huan nodded in response, then walked up to him and pulled his blood-stained hand with downcast eyes.

The sight of blood dripping down made him really displeased.

"Ok?"

Xiao Zhuo didn't understand what Chu Huan meant for a while. The tingling wounds on his body made him unaware of his injured fingertips. He just stood where he was and let the person in front of him hold his hand in vain. hand.

"Be more careful next time."

After Chu Huan healed the wounded place with spiritual power, Xiao Zhuo realized that he had been scratched.

"Yes." The curly-haired boy nodded with a smile on his lips, and gently stroked the place Chu Huan had just touched with his lowered fingers, full of affection.

"What did Master do just now?"

Chu Huan sat down in front of the wooden chair beside him, and said, "Walk around casually, are your eyes better?"

Xiao Zhuo wanted to nod at first, but he paused when he reached his lips, and then said out of breath: "It hurts a lot."

If it's better, wouldn't it be a lack of Master's care? Naturally, Xiao Zhuo didn't want to lose these.

"It will be all right in a few days." Chu Huan didn't notice anything tricky, and ended the topic with a simple word of comfort.

Then he reminded me by the way: "Be careful when you go out in the future, maybe someone in the sect sees you as an eyesore."

Xiao Zhuo was stunned for a moment, not expecting Chu Huan's sudden change of topic.

"Well, the disciple will be more careful."

Chu Huan nodded slightly and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Zhuo asked anxiously and expectantly: "Master, can you take another look at the injury of the disciple, I don't know why I always feel a little dizzy."

As he said that, the young man took a small step towards the table. It happened that there was a low object in front of him, and he staggered without noticing it for a moment.

But he just staggered for a while, and before he recovered, he was scooped up by Chu Huan who got up.

At the same time, Xiao Zhuo's ear tips turned a little red, although he couldn't see it, he could feel that he was very close to his master, and he could even lean into his arms if he took a step forward.

Chu Huan gave him a hand, and then stretched out his index finger to pull the strap around his eyes.

He didn't untie the belt, but just glanced at Xiao Zhuo up and down and asked, "Dizzy?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Zhuo whispered.

"Sit down, I'll take off the strap and have a look." Hearing Xiao Zhuo's words, Chu Huan wondered if he was too hasty to take the medicine.

Of course, the main reason is that he has nothing to do right now.

Then the scene in the side hall became a little strange. The cold-faced man in white raised the chin of the young man sitting in front of him, as if he was looking at something carefully. The young man was still holding a corner of the man's clothes in his hand.

......

A few days later, there was a scream in the locked area.

When the disciples on routine patrol went to see it, they saw that Feng Yi, who was imprisoned here a few days ago, had turned into a corpse. There was also a lot of blood on the ground in one area.

Perhaps it was because he had already broken an arm a few days ago, and now there is no good piece of meat on that broken arm, and the cold white bones exposed from it are terrifying.

"What... what's going on here?" Several disciples who entered the locked domain glanced at each other, not knowing how to deal with the matter in front of them.

Still some sensible people covered their mouths and noses and slapped the dirty air in front of them with disgust: "Go and tell the head of this matter first."

"The person on the left and right is just a villain who doesn't care about the insidious tricks of his fellow disciples. If the situation was not critical at that time, he would have been eliminated on the spot and driven out of the sect."

"Well, that's true." A few people on the side nodded in agreement.

"What's the situation?" The younger-looking disciple came out from behind the senior brother and came to the front. After only a glance, he was scared back a few steps by the scene in front of him.

"Why is this person...vomit!" Before he finished speaking, he retched.

"Stop looking." The stern-faced person beside him patted him on the back, then took out the talisman and poured some spiritual power into it.

Although the other disciples still had some disgust on their faces when they saw this, they all stopped talking and waited quietly for his action.

But after a while, the magic talisman flickered faintly, and then flew into the air from his hand, and the image of the head of the sect, Xiu Shan, appeared in front of them faintly.

Seeing this, all the disciples saluted.

"What happened?"

"Master, Feng Yi, who was imprisoned in the locked domain, died here for some reason."

After hearing this, the head of the sect, Xiu Shan, frowned slightly, remembering what his junior brother came to tell him a few days ago.

Thinking about it, it was time to be punished by the deed of heaven.

"Has he got a mark on his forehead?" he asked.

"I didn't pay attention to it just now, disciple will go check it out now."

Several people were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then saluted.

After meeting the person in front of him and nodding his head, several disciples turned around and held back their disgust to open the door made of black iron, and walked in to have a look.

At first glance, there is nothing strange about it. There is only a messy ordinary corpse inside, which is scary at best.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is a faint blue mark on the forehead covered with messy hair, which seems to be a deformed "Heaven" character.

"Yes! Sect Leader, there is a word on this man's forehead, which looks like a word of Heaven."

The head of the sect, Xiu Shan, nodded and said: "Take him out and put him on the Poya."

As soon as the voice fell, the image in front of him disappeared.

"Yes." Seeing this, several people had no choice but to frown and open the black iron door in front of them, reluctantly moving the corpse on the ground away from the place.

The aura in the soul cliff is good for reincarnation and purification of the soul, and there are no living people living here.

"The head is really kind-hearted, and such a dirty person also gave him a way out."

"Yes."

......

The only way to go to Poya is Linghua Peak.

When they walked halfway, they were suddenly called out by the people behind them, and when they turned their heads, they saw Xiao Zhuo with white straps tied around his eyes.

Although Xiao Zhuo couldn't see, after a few days of adaptation, he is no different from a normal person now, but his other four senses have become more sensitive because of this.

"Brother? It's such a coincidence." The leader happened to have some friendship with Xiao Zhuo, and greeted with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the wound on Xiao Zhuo's eye and said: "The kid who used the trick a few days ago was found dead in the locked area today, the head ordered us to carry him to the Soul Cliff."

Xiao Zhuo took a few steps towards them, and asked suspiciously: "But it's covered with a white cloth?"

He smelled a breath of fog and poison.

"It's covered, senior brother doesn't know how miserable his death is, and there is a word of heaven printed on his forehead, presumably he has recited the deed of heaven..."

Hearing the word "Tian Qi", Xiao Zhuo suddenly remembered what his master said a few days ago that someone in the sect looked at him as an eyesore.

"What's so miserable?" Xiao Zhuo asked curiously, he had an inexplicable feeling that the Wudu powder on this corpse was related to Master.

"Ah... this, let me think about how to say it..." The man was in trouble.He propped his chin up with one hand and walked around a few steps.

"Most of the flesh on the right arm is rotten, the white bones are exposed, the hair is messed up and looks like a monster, and...the face is stained with a lot of blood, which seems to be flowing from the eyes... .”

After Xiao Zhuo heard this sentence, a slight smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and after the man finished speaking, he nodded and said: "I understand, you can carry it away."

"Brother, if there is nothing wrong, the rest of us will leave first."

"Ah."

The author has something to say: The big fat cat at home is gone, and I can’t calm down to code words. I feel like I can see it everywhere, so let’s start with this.

Slowly try tomorrow if you can have more sizes, compare your heart

Thanks to the cute little irrigation nutrient solution:

5 bottles of Qingguang's God-inspector;

Sui Sui Nian? 4 bottles;

42037259, Qinsu? 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

mua~