My cute little master

In a quiet hospital ward, a crimson sunset passed through the glass window and hit a little boy who looked only seven or eight years old.

His face was extremely pale, and he tried his best to open his eyes and look out of the window, thinking: Is it really going to end?But I still have a lot of unfinished business, and a lot of unfulfilled wishes...

However, the god of death was approaching him step by step.

Slowly he closed his eyes...

At the same time, in a parallel world of cultivation, a handsome little boy was held in the arms of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and many people knelt before the little boy.

The teenager hugged the little boy, tears streaming down unstoppably.

"Master, don't leave me, okay? I promise, I will listen to Master's words in the future, practice hard, and never make Master angry again, Master..." The young man choked up, saying every word So difficult.

The little boy leaned against the young man's arms, and tried his best to smile at him: "I will leave Hao Zezong to you, now you do as I tell you."

"Okay, okay, listen to Master."

"Meditate, concentrate, and close your eyes."

The boy did so and closed his eyes.The little boy stretched out his hand to him, and put his hand on the boy's forehead. After a flash of white light, the little boy closed his eyes in satisfaction...

When the young man opened his eyes again, the little boy in his arms had long lost the breath of a living person. He looked at the person in his arms in panic, and after a long silence, he said in a crying voice: "Master, I beg you, I beg you!" Open your eyes and see if I’m okay? Master, didn’t you say you would teach me the exercises? But why did you teach me all the practice methods of the exercises? Master, you are so powerful, there must be There is a way, Master, I beg you, can you open your eyes and see me?"

The young man begged in pain, for a long time he had no intention of letting go...

"Oh? Have you heard? The suzerain of Hao Zezong has fallen."

"Who are you talking about? Just the twelve or thirteen-year-old kid?"

"That's right, otherwise, who else would there be? Alas, it's a pity, you are already a demigod at such a young age, but you are so sick."

"Who says it's not? He was gifted at a very young age. He was already at the golden core stage at the age of four, and he was ordered to be in danger at the age of six. He inherited the position of the old Suzerain and became the leader of a faction. He supported the whole world with his own strength. sect."

"Things are impermanent, so he should be 12 years old this year, right? I also heard that because of illness, he is still seven or eight years old now."

"In that case, wouldn't Hao Zezong have no leader?"

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't Sect Master Su accept an apprentice?"

……

It was already late at night, and the surroundings were dead silent. The young man in black robe was still holding the dead little boy.

Just like this, he looked at him quietly, not knowing what the young man was thinking.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly felt the person in his arms move slightly!

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and used his trembling hand to attach the pulse of the little boy's neck. At this moment, the boy clearly felt that the pulse that had stopped beating again, although it was very weak, it was now is the best result.

"Master?" The young man lowered his head and whispered happily in the little boy's ear.

After a while, the little boy opened his eyes.

However, what puzzled him was that what he saw was not a hospital ward, and there was no unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the air, and there was a familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him...

However, it was too late to think about all this, he just felt that a lot of memories that did not belong to him poured into his mind like a revolving lantern.

He covered his head in pain...

"Master, what's wrong with you? Master, don't scare me." The young man frowned and said worriedly.

After a while, the little boy came to his senses. He slowly raised his head, looked at the young man who was holding him, and fell into deep thought: According to the memory that flooded into his mind just now, the person holding him was called Gu Mingxiu, He is the apprentice of the owner of this body, and he has the same name as this body, both named Su Luo.Whether it's name, age, or even physique, it can be said that they are exactly the same. Could it be that I have traveled to another "me" in a parallel world?Strange, what is going on here...

"Master, you..."

Su Luo immediately regained her composure: "No...cough cough...cough...cough..."

"Master, don't talk yet, just take it easy. You must be very tired after waking up. You can sleep in my arms for a while, and I will accompany you." The boy said, his eyes full of joy.

Su Luo didn't say anything more, just lay in his arms and slowly closed her eyes...

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This is the first novel published in my life. It is a small story. I hope everyone will support and comment.