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"Hey, have you heard that Elder Wuyan has been in Shuyuejun's courtyard for three full days, and Shuyuejun has not opened the door for some reason, the elder is almost buried in the snow!"

During the lunch break, a group of younger disciples gathered together to discuss something new that they just heard today.

Most of them have only occasionally met Shuyue-jun from a distance, and they are not familiar with them, but they all know that Shuyue-jun is the most powerful monk in the cultivation world today, and they always have an inexplicable sense of admiration for him.

Therefore, when it comes to gossip, the topic of Shuyue Jun is particularly heated.

"Why, could it be that Lord Shuyue had a conflict with the elder?"

"I don't know. I heard from senior brother this morning that it seems that Lord Shuyue has some kind of poison on his body. It's very dangerous, but he doesn't want to treat it."

"Ah, why is Mr. Shuyue like this? If something happens to him, who will protect us?"

"Yes, yes, what should I do if the Dark Fragrance Valley makes a comeback and Qingyang Mountain loses, Shuyue-jun really..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

While a group of young disciples were discussing, a childish voice suddenly broke in from the side.

Chang Ying was just passing by at first, but after hearing what they said, she couldn't hold back in the end, frowned and retorted:

"You guys are so selfish! Whether you want to be healed or not is Shuyue-jun's own choice. You think about asking him to protect you every day, so you can't improve your cultivation and protect yourself!"

He is Shuyue Jun's only disciple, so naturally he can't listen to outsiders chewing on his master's tongue.

But these little disciples didn't know his identity, they only knew that this person's views didn't fit in with them, so they replied:

"Mr. Shuyue is so strong, naturally he should protect the weak and take more responsibility. Am I right?"

"you!"

Chang Ying was anxious and was about to go over to teach them a lesson, but another person grabbed her by the collar.

He looked back and saw that it was Elder Lian Yao.

Lian Yao was notoriously strict among the elders, so when they saw her, a group of young men who were aggressive just now immediately turned off their fire and greeted the elder obediently.

Lian Yao glanced at them:

"If you have the time to talk, why don't you read more. Qingyang Mountain Gate Regulations should be read a hundred times by one person, and they will be handed over to me tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she took Chang Ying's hand and walked towards Shutong Courtyard.

The group of teenagers behind them all wrinkled their faces, Chang Ying looked back at them, but she was not very happy.

Feeling depressed, he asked Lian Yao:

"Elder, why do they all say that Master is selfish? Could it be that he doesn't even have the right to choose because of his high cultivation level? Who is right and who is wrong in this matter?"

Lian Yao sighed and forced a smile:

"It's hard to tell. The left side is a firm belief, but it wants to harm the interests of most people. The right side goes against the heart, knowing that it is wrong, but everyone is happy in the end. If it were you, how would you choose?"

"This..." Chang Ying frowned:

"Can't choose."

"Yes, sometimes there is no absolute right or wrong, and your master is currently in such a dilemma."

While talking, Lian Yao took Chang Ying and cast a spell casually, and the two changed from the sunny school grounds to the snowy Shutong courtyard.

Shutong courtyard is not big, and it is full of people.

The leader is the young current head of Qingyang Mountain, and the other three elders.

Behind them, many high-ranking disciples knelt on one knee facing Qin Dongyi's door, begging and silently persecuting.

Lian Yao sighed:

"Everyone is forcing him to make a choice."

The strong wind howled, and the strong wind blew up a layer of floating snow on the ground, which fascinated people's eyes.

"Qin Dongyi, you bear more than your own life!"

"Are you really going to sit this far for a monster! Look at the common people in the world, they all need you!"

"If something happens to you, there will be no one in this world who can make Louhua! Take the responsibility of the common people in the world, have you forgotten?!"

Wu Yan's resonant voice reached Qin Dongyi's ears through a wooden door.

Since the beginning of his cultivation, he has rarely been affected by the temperature of the outside world, but at this moment, there is a bone-chilling chill in his heart.

Qin Dongyi slowly clenched his drooping hands until his knuckles turned white.

In the next moment, a familiar burning sensation erupted in his bones and blood, and Yinglong's breath swept through his body, the temperature was scorching, but it couldn't force the chill in his heart.

A few days ago, when Lou Hua attacked Qingyang Mountain, since he joined the battle, he made up his mind to die together with Lou Hua.

He owed too much to Lou Hua, and now it is hard to tell who is right and who is right, and it may be the best choice to die together.

However, after all, things are tricking people.

"Qin Dongyi!"

Wu Yan's voice sounded again, Qin Dongyi resisted the dragon's breath, walked over and opened the door.

The disciples of Qingyang Mountain knelt all over the Shutong Courtyard. Among them were a few familiar faces, and most of them were strangers with little impression.

Trampling one person's personal dignity in exchange for the peace and well-being of tens of millions of people seems to be worth it.

What's more, that person has committed a heinous crime, and anyone who judges him will spit on the devil.

However, he is Lou Hua, the Demon Lord of Dark Fragrance Valley, and he was also his little thirteen before.

When the outsiders saw Qin Dongyi's appearance, they all looked happy.

Qin Dongyi didn't pay attention to their reactions, let alone listen to what they were saying.

He looked up at a sparrow sitting on the plane tree in the courtyard.

There was a red light in the little bird's eyes, Qin Dongyi knew that they were Lou Hua's eyes.

So, is the scene in front of you what you want to see?

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly, and almost numbly took the bowl from Wu Yan.

This bowl of blood has been held by Wu Yan with spiritual power, even with Lou Hua's body temperature.

Under the bloody smell, it seemed that the faint smell of tuberose on his body was still concealed.

Qin Dongyi raised his head and drank it all, then threw away the scarlet jade bowl.

A few drops of blood then fell on the snow, like gorgeous flowers blooming.

The people kneeling on the ground stood up and saluted him in unison, thanking him for the choice he made for the common people in the world.

Qin Dongyi was expressionless, only nodded very weakly, and then went back to the room and closed the doors again.

People in the courtyard admired Shuyue Jun's actions one after another, and left one after another.

The sparrows on the sycamore tree flapped their wings and landed on the half-open window of the bamboo house.

A muffled sound.

The sparrow looked over and saw that the smoke was a little darker in the dark room, and the hem of the clothes was spread on the ground.

Qin Dongyi supported the eaves of the table with one hand, his face was pale, and he couldn't stop coughing.

The dragon's breath in his body was comforted by the dragon's marrow, and he gradually calmed down, but there was a dull pain in his heart.

It was as if someone was sharpening a blunt knife, putting the pain to an incomparably long time.

Qin Dongyi grabbed the clothes around his heart in a mess, and after a while, he bowed his head and spat out blood.

I don't know if it was Lou's painting or his own.

Is this what you want to see?

Qin Dongyi raised his hand and slowly wiped away the blood on the corner of his lips.

"Is this what you want to see?"

In the mountain prison far away from Shutong Courtyard, Ying Long's voice rang in Lou Hua's mind.

Lou Hua habitually curled the corners of her lips, but soon stopped.

He frowned slightly, looking at Qin Dongyi's appearance, he couldn't help laughing, and simply cut off the connection with the sparrow.

"Of course, he can't leave me, shouldn't I be happy?"

Having said that, Lou Hua's appearance does not seem to be satisfactory at all.

Even, he was a little uncomfortable.

Obviously, all of this is the best development he designed, so what went wrong?

Lou Hua couldn't figure it out, he stood up from the ground and circled around the barrier twice.

He was not very happy, and when he was unhappy, he wanted to kill someone.

Lou Hua took a deep breath, he suddenly wanted to throw something, but the cave was too empty, there was not even anything to start with.

This made his not so sunny mood even worse, so he immediately raised his hand and punched the mountain wall heavily.

"Qin Dongyi, you sick bastard!"

Lou Hua's eyes were bright red, he ignored the wounds on his joints, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he punched the mountain wall again.

He used [-]% of his strength for this blow. At that moment, hundreds of barriers in the cave were shattered, and after a while, the entire mountain wall trembled.

The next moment, it collapsed!

Because the building paintings are too deceptive, with the lessons learned last week, the elders did not arrange guards in the cave, and the latest inspection was also a hundred meters away from this mountain.

Therefore, the disciples over there only heard a loud bang, and when they dared to go over to check, half of the small hill that had been temporarily turned into a prison had collapsed, and even the entrance of the cave was filled with boulders, making it completely invisible.

The disciple turned pale with fright, and hurriedly ran to report to the elders, as fast as a gust of wind.

Chang Ying was almost knocked down by the gust of wind. He staggered a few steps and managed to stabilize his figure. When he turned his head to look again, the senior brother had already run away.

He was a little strange, and took a few steps forward, just in time to see the collapsed hill.

Then, a rock suddenly flew out of the collapse, and then a person crawled out of the collapse.

The man didn't rush to run after climbing out, but lay lazily on the gravel to bask in the sun, his black hair and white clothes folded together, very eye-catching.

Chang Ying remembered that his name was Lou Hua, and he was the Demon Lord of Dark Fragrance Valley.A few days ago, he sneaked to the battlefield for fun and saw this person locked in a cage.

Chang Ying knew that Lou Hua was very dangerous and should not be approached, this is what the master and all the elders have instructed thousands of times.

But the strange thing is that he always felt that there was something about Lou Hua that attracted him so much that he couldn't help but want to talk to him.

Moreover, he looks gentle and beautiful, and always smiles kindly. Chang Ying always feels that he should not be a bad person.

Chang Ying was thinking in a mess, and when she came back to her senses, the person had already come close.

Lou Hua had noticed him a long time ago, and now she narrowed her eyes slightly and bent her lips to look at him.

Chang Ying was stunned for a moment, then choked, and asked stammeringly:

"You, what are you doing here?"

Lou Hua supported her head with one hand, lazily said:

"I'm waiting for those old guys from Qingyang Mountain to build me a new prison."

"What about the original one?"

"Well, it's broken."

There was a little pride in Lou Hua's tone, which sounded childish.

He looked at the eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of him, and suddenly became interested, so he asked:

"Hey, kid, is the dormitory for the disciples in Qingyang Mountain still in the west chamber? It's been 300 years, has it been repaired? That place, it should be more comfortable than living in this small mountain?"

Chang Ying was stunned by this matter, he scratched his head and said truthfully:

"It's still in the West Wing, but I don't know if it has been repaired. I don't live there."

"Huh? Where do you live then?"

"Shutong Courtyard."

"..."

Hearing these three words, Lou Hua's originally gentle smile froze on his face.

But that was only for a moment, and then he smiled deeper, which was quite touching.

Chang Ying thought he didn't know, so she took the initiative to explain:

"I am Shuyue Jun's apprentice. He lives in Shutong Courtyard, so I also live in Shutong Courtyard."

"Oh? How long have you lived here?"

"It's been going on for as long as I can remember, more than ten years now."

Apprentice, living together for more than ten years since I can remember.

Each of these words is crazily trampling on the edge of Lou Hua's sanity.

He lifted the red rope that tied his hair with his hands, looked at Chang Ying, and asked with a smile:

"Then what is your name Qin Dongyi?"

Chang Ying blinked:

"I am his apprentice, so naturally I should call him Master."

"Master?"

The red in Lou Hua's eyes seemed to be brighter.

He sat up, and slowly brushed the sharp canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, and then repeated word by word as if talking to himself:

"Master, respect?"

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