The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

Xunli was very happy, but he could only twitch the corners of his lips with difficulty, his voice became very soft, very small, with guilt: "Ayan, at the wedding that day, you were seriously injured as a teacher, and you were in a coma for three years. Ayan, you are conceited for your teacher..."

"Master, I've always wanted to say something to you, I'm sorry... for not protecting my Ayan..."

Yan Cangming's heart ached beyond measure, his sense of guilt almost overwhelmed him, his voice trembled slightly, and he hugged the person on his body tightly: "Fool..."

I have never blamed you, I only hate that I was weak and weak back then, unable to resist, and let you suffer that terrible humiliation.

The one who should say sorry has always been Yan Cangming, not Xunli.

"Ayan..." Xunli was almost unable to hold on anymore, his eyelids were extremely heavy.

Yan Cangming replied softly: "Yes, I am here."

"The third requirement of being a teacher is that you bring up An'an so that the father and daughter can live well." Xunli said softly, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he could hardly see Ayan clearly.

He worked hard to raise An'an, and settled everything, just because he was afraid that one day in the future, he would not be able to accompany him, at least he still had a thought.

It's great to have An'an by my side and depend on each other.

This kid Yan Cangming is too stubborn.If not, Xun Li is afraid that Yan Cangming will come after him as soon as he leaves.

Yan Cangming felt a dull pain in his heart, Master, you are so cruel.

"Let me accompany you, Master, life and death are inseparable, disciple said." Yan Cangming wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Xun Li felt uncomfortable in his heart, and his voice was slightly crying: "Ayan, my teacher misses you alive, we still have... and An'an... this prosperous age, my teacher hasn't seen it yet..."

Yan Cangming rubbed his head pityingly: "Okay, disciple is alive. In this prosperous age, disciple will watch for you."

After reading it, An An grows up, and the disciple will come to accompany you again.

only……

Yan Cangming's voice could not stop trembling: "Master, this disciple has been alone for many years, and I have been lonely for many years. Master... Please... I love you so much, don't leave, okay?"

Yan Cangming trembled a little, couldn't stop trembling, he was terrified, terribly terrified.

This emotion was stronger than many times in the past, and his heart ached, almost killing him.

No matter how he tried to transmit spiritual power, it was useless, and it was useless to do anything, Yan Cangming suddenly hated him so much that his eyes turned red and his whole body trembled.

Why? !It is obvious that the person who should be damned is not the master, but why, no one let them go? !

Who will save him, who will save Master...

"Don't be like this, Ayan..." A cool kiss landed on his collarbone.

The resentment disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by forbearing, choked sobs.

Dare not hate, he dare not.

This is the mortal world that Master saved with his life, how could he hate it?Who can he kill?

Xunli opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but he couldn't say anything, his five senses were gradually losing, even the feeling of heartache was gradually disappearing.

Can't see or hear.

"Master... Master... Master..."

Who is calling him over and over again.

Ayan, it's his Ayan.

Xunli cried, he didn't want to leave, at this moment, he sincerely prayed to God, begging for mercy.

Please give them a chance to meet again.

He hasn't loved Ayan well yet, he doesn't ask too much, he is willing to be a mortal, even if they depend on each other for only a hundred years.

What should I do, A Yan has been wronged again...

After all, he is not good at being a master.

That's all...

Can't be greedy.

He doesn't need to ask for a reunion, but can he let his Ayan be safe and happy every year...

The eyelids gradually closed, the weak breathing also gradually stopped, and the temperature of the body gradually cooled down, like frost and snow turning into ice.Gradually, Yan Cangming could only feel the cold, and the chill that pierced his bones swept over his whole body.

"Master, be good and don't leave, okay?"

"Uh..." What answered him was boundless darkness and silence.

"Is the master angry? If the disciple doesn't say this, the master is disobedient after all. Then... the disciple is obedient, okay? When the weather is clearer, we will go back to the Emperor Jue Xianzong..." After a pause, then Man takes a deep breath.

"Go and see your Senior Sister Bainuo, and..." Yan Cangming said with excitement on his face: "I heard that Emperor Jue Xianzong has recruited many new disciples in the past few years, and there are also people in Wumiao Peak I went to clean it, and we will live there in the future. Master, you teach your disciples spiritual power, and I teach An'an, okay?"

"Uh..." Yan Cangming hugged him tighter, he didn't mind if he didn't get an answer, and leaned over to kiss him: "Master, is it cold?"

Saying that, Yan Cangming untied his belt, hugged Xunli into his arms, and tried hard to warm that person with his own body temperature.

Yan Cangming was like this, talking to himself all night, talking about his hoarse voice, talking about tears gushing like a fountain, talking about his heart being twisted like a knife, and talking about it in the end...

Yan Cangming got up silently, straightened the clothes of the two, and then gently hugged him carefully: "Master, let's go home."

"Master is the most greedy for wine. From now on, the disciple will live there and study how to make wine every day. When the master gets enough sleep, the disciple will brew peach blossom wine, fruit wine, and wine for the master, okay?" Yan Cangming's expression said. Very gentle.

"Uh..." Just as Yan Cangming hugged Xunli, Xunli's hand dropped from Yan Cangming's neck.

Yan Cangming stared at it for a long time, then smiled: "Master is always disobedient, don't piss me off, I won't make wine for you..."

After she finished speaking, she still didn't get a response, so she silently put Xunli's hand in her arms to protect her, and then went downstairs with her in her arms.

In this way, it cannot fall out.

he is so smart...

Master praised him.

The door of the inn opened.

What caught my eye was Yuehua and Demon Blade, their eyes were completely red, biting their lips, kneeling there stubbornly.

And behind them, there are tens of thousands of people from southern Xinjiang. Everyone came here without knowing when, and they knelt down the entire street, densely packed, with no end in sight, and it was hard to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

Seeing Yan Cangming coming out with Xunli in his arms, everyone's suppressed cries finally came out gradually, and then the cries became more miserable than the last.

Yan Cangming silently covered Xunli's ears, leaned over, kissed his pale lips, and said softly, "Master, I'm bothering you, this disciple will take you home."

After finishing speaking, Yan Cangming, as if nothing had happened, walked over Yuehua and the magic blade, and headed in the direction of Emperor Jue Xianzong, with a gentle expression on his face and a smile on his lips.

Some people covered their mouths, not daring to cry anymore.

Yuehua's heart and mind were hurt, her eyes were lifeless, terribly empty.

When the magic blade came over, Yuehua suddenly burst into tears, unable to restrain herself.

The magic blade was so sad, any words seemed pale and powerless at this moment, so he could only hold Yuehua silently, let him bite and cry, and never retreated half a point.

He was just distressed, distressed badly.