Master, he never speaks

Gu Baizhi: "Unexpectedly? How long has passed, and your master has accepted a new apprentice. Don't you always feel that he cares about you? Do you still think that he cares about you so much now?"

Gu Baizhi raised his eyes coldly, looked at Zhu Jixiu who was lying on the bed and had not recovered from his serious illness, looked at him as if looking at his former self, and continued:

Gu Baizhi: "If I hadn't arrived in time, you would already be a corpse now, do you know Zhu Jixiu? I told you a long time ago, don't pin all your hopes on someone Personally, after being betrayed like that, what you get..."

Gu Baizhi: "It is the purest despair."

Gu Baizhi walked to the bedside, looked down at Zhu Jixiu from a high position, eyes very similar to Zhu Jixiu were staring at the forbearing expression on his face, and continued to speak without mercy:

Gu Baizhi: "Zhu Hanshuang doesn't want you anymore, and he has taken in a new apprentice to continue playing the game of cultivation, and what about you? It's like a bereaved dog, lying on the bed is really funny."

Gu Baizhi: "Don't you want to stand up again and take a look at the disciple Zhu Hanshuang took in? Don't you just want to be so self-willed to degenerate, like a mouse crossing the street, and live in darkness for the rest of your life? ?”

Gu Baizhi: "Don't you want to... stand in front of Zhu Hanshuang completely again, and see what kind of expression will appear on his face?"

Gu Baizhi: "You don't want Zhu Hanshuang to confess to you and feel guilty towards you? Besides, you like your master, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Jixiu's closed eyelids trembled, as if Gu Baizhi had exposed his thoughts, and those fiery little thoughts that did not conform to the conventions of the world were mercilessly exposed to the sun.

Zhu Jixiu: "..."

Gu Baizhi: "You must like it, Zhu Jixiu, you are exactly the same as me back then, I can see your little thoughts clearly, you deserved to be pushed off the cliff by Zhu Hanshuang, if you change is strong enough, things will not be like this.”

Gu Baizhi: "When you become strong enough, you can firmly control what you want by your side, instead of being like a poor wretch like now, with low self-esteem."

Hearing this, Zhu Jixiu slowly opened his eyes. His red pupils, which were still light in color before, have now become as thick as blood, and the emotions inside are deep. It seems that he will never return to the clear boy he was before. up.

Zhu Jixiu: "Can you make me stronger?"

Zhu Jixiu's voice was hoarse, and he hadn't touched a drop of water for three whole days. His voice sounded ugly, but the earnestness in his words could be clearly discerned.

Gu Baizhi: "Of course, on this continent, I am the one standing at the top."

Zhu Jixiu: "Can you make me stronger than Zhu Hanshuang?"

Hearing what Zhu Jixiu said, Gu Baizhi laughed out loud. He bent down and smoothed Zhu Jixiu's silver-white long hair with his fingers, and said word by word:

Gu Baizhi: "It's more than just becoming stronger than Zhu Hanshuang..."

Gu Baizhi: "You will become stronger than me, stronger than anyone else."

So strong that no one or anything can hurt you anymore, you are the master of this world, and you can grab what you want at any time.

Hearing this, Zhu Jixiu supported his body and sat up from the bed. The quilt slipped off his shoulders, revealing the unhealed sword scar on his heart. He raised his hand and gently touched it with his fingertips. Touch the wound there...

Little by little, his gaze became cold and silent.

If Zhu Hanshuang owed him, he would repay it twice and ask for it back.

……

On the other side, Zhu Hanshuang didn't know what Zhu Jixiu was thinking. He was lying in the wicker chair, flipping through medical books, and sipping the tea he made himself, just like in the past.

Mu Ying is leading Wen Yunsheng to work in the small garden. In the past, Zhu Jixiu took care of these flowers and plants himself, but after Zhu Jixiu disappeared, these heavy responsibilities fell on Mu Ying's shoulders.

Mu Ying: "Oh, looking at it this way, the little junior brother is really working hard on weekdays. How did he take care of all the flowers and plants? It really took my life and killed the princess!"

Mu Ying was extremely tired, and felt that this job was more tiring than practicing swords. She leaned on the hoe, and fanned herself back and forth with her hands like a fan.

As the eldest princess of the contemporary dynasty, Mu Ying turned her head and glanced at Wen Yunsheng, and found that Wen Yunsheng was really stubborn and honest, and was earnestly plowing the fields one by one. She immediately looked at him with relief, and said:

Mu Ying: "Sure, Yun Sheng, I saw you right! You are indeed a good seedling for farming!"

Hearing this, Wen Yunsheng smiled wryly, he picked up the weeds, threw them into the bamboo basket next to him, bent down again, and continued to clean the flower field.

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior sister, don't just talk about me, but hurry up and move, there is still a big place for the rest."

Mu Ying: "Hey, I got it, I got it, don't rush! Huh, I'm the eldest princess of the Dynasty, why do I do such a thing? If someone sees it, will others think that the Dynasty relies on farming land? Started?"

Mu Ying's mouth kept talking, before Shen Qianche's small mouth was really good at talking, she couldn't handle Shen Qianche, and Zhu Jixiu had a poisonous tongue, and often made Mu Ying speechless, so This all limited Mu Ying's performance.

But Wen Yunsheng is like a little mute, when he is serious about doing something, he can not say a word for a long time, that old-fashioned appearance perfectly rescued Mu Ying's desire to break his mouth.

Mu Ying: "Hey, hey, hey, Yun Sheng, tell me you're too old to be young, you can't come to cultivate immortality sooner, you have to wait until now..."

What Mu Ying said was enjoying herself, suddenly there was a shadow in front of her eyes, Wen Yunsheng leaned over at some point, this time he no longer talked about the famous sayings that men and women are not close.

Instead, he lowered his head, gently and patiently helped Mu Ying roll up the hanging sleeves, and said:

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior sister, your sleeves are going to get muddy."

Mu Ying was stunned. After Wen Yunsheng helped her roll up her sleeves, she returned to her post and continued to tidy up the flower fields. Mu Ying was so touched that she enjoyed the treatment of being a senior sister, and hugged Wen Yunsheng. Bumbled and said:

Mu Ying: "Yun Sheng, you are such a good boy. Although you can't become our Jiange's Junior Junior Brother, if you want, you can be a registered disciple!"

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior sister, men and women... men and women can't kiss each other!"

Mu Ying didn't care about that much, she was used to being tough, she leaned on Wen Yunsheng's neck, sighed softly, and was going to make it clear to Wen Yunsheng:

Mu Ying: "Master will not accept you as an official disciple. The position of Junior Junior Brother Jiange will always belong to Zhu Jixiu."

Zhu Hanshuang will never accept any formal disciples until Zhu Jixiu comes back.

This is his treasure and promise to Zhu Jixiu.