After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

When Wei Siying woke up, candles were flickering everywhere, he felt in a trance that he was still in the Cangpu Palace, remembering the princess cast a nightmare spell on him, he couldn't help worrying about Gu Xifei and the others, and was about to jump out of bed immediately.

He realized immediately that he couldn't move.

His body was bound with five-flowered fairy ropes, and the vigorous spiritual power was flowing along the fairy ropes, firmly fixing him on the stone bed.

Seeing the tying rope, Wei Siying's breath suddenly became stagnant.

This thing has tied him up for nearly ten years, and he recognizes it even when it is burned to ashes, who else is not Mo Xuanfang.

At this time, there were bursts of tingling pain in the bones and veins of his body, and he felt that there were several sword wounds on his body, which were cut out one by one by someone, as if to vent his anger, and he was unwilling to hurt his life.

Thinking of the sword Qin Wu was carrying, Wei Siying already knew it.

And he has changed his clothes, and the wound is healing, it must be Mo Xuanfang's work.

Wei Siying frowned, turned his head and looked around carefully, and saw that although this place looked like a palace, it was because of the effect of light and shadow that it looked dazzling and magnificent.

In fact, there is only one shabby room, with a stone table, a stone bench, and a stone couch under him.

The room was filled with barriers and filled with fairy air, but it made Wei Siying's eyes blush.

The layout here is very similar to the stone room at the bottom of Hantan Cave in Youfu Cave.

Back then, Mo Xuanfang practiced in such a place day and night in order to prevent falling demons, and it was the first time that Wei Siying and his master were so close.

He smiled wryly and closed his eyes.

Could it be that Nightmare brought him to the illusion?

Or time travel back to the past?

If we go back to the past, do we still need to save him?

Save his dear master, save his Ziyun Sect Master, save him to such an extent that he can even spare his own blood and life.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the pain all over his body, and quickly came back to his senses.

Although this is a confined space, it is extremely cold, obviously still within the Xuezhou territory, but Mo Xuanfang temporarily found a place to detain himself, and arranged it as the stone room he is used to.

Wei Siying couldn't help thinking about the cause and effect, and soon, there was the sound of the stone door opening outside the stone room.

There was a voiceless sound of tinkling rings, but the person who came was not Mo Xuanfang, but Luo Baihua.

Outside the battlefield, Luo Baihua still had a gentle face, and there was no sadness or joy in her beautiful eyes on her calm face.

She watched Wei Siying quietly, just like she had watched him in the main hall of Shangzhi Hall countless times before.But Wei Siying rarely noticed Luo Baihua, the non-existent Lord Shangzhi.

Until that night in the wind and snow, Luo Baihua Fei Ling took his life, killed Sun Daoyi with one move, and rescued the dying Wei Siying.

It also maintained the dignity of Ziyun Sect Master.

"Master Luo, it's you."

When the old friend met, Wei Siying didn't feel uncomfortable because he was tied up on the bed, but looked at her calmly.

Luo Baihua nodded: "Emperor Siying, now that you have been sold to me by the Cangpu Kingdom, you are a prisoner of my Ziyun Sect, what else do you have to say?"

Wei Siying thought for a while and said, "How much money did you pay? It's nothing else, I just want to see how valuable I am in your suzerain's heart."

A trace of anger slipped from Luo Baihua's eyes.

Wei Siying looked at her and smiled: "It seems to be quite valuable. The world is not good now, the Ziyun family has a great career, and your suzerain still wants to spend a lot of money for the widow, so you don't persuade me."

Luo Baihua pursed her lips, and said solemnly: "It's not because you are valuable, but because the title of Dragon Emperor is valuable. If you make Haochang's whole country surrender, you will be willing to settle down and return to the right path..."

"Stop, stop, stop..." Wei Siying raised his eyebrows impatiently, "It's almost done. If I don't surrender, why don't you kill me."

Luo Baihua didn't expect him to be so straightforward, but she could only stare at him.

Mo Xuanfang didn't give her permission, so how dare she touch Wei Siying.

Wei Siying laughed "hehe": "The widow knows it, but I still can't bear it."

Luo Baihua frowned and said, "What did you say?"

"The widow said that your suzerain is reluctant to kill me. And he doesn't want me to surrender."

"why?"

"Because of this, he can meet with me a lot here and reminisce about the past. Look at this closed cabin, this table, this bed...it's really suitable."

After Wei Siying finished speaking, he looked at Luo Baihua and blinked.

Luo Baihua's face could no longer bear the change of color.

However, Xiao Sha's ice-like spiritual power suddenly penetrated from outside the house and rushed towards Wei Siying, but it suddenly dissipated in front of Wei Siying.

Only the faint fragrance of Luo Tianshangxian is left.

Wei Siying was satisfied, he knew that Mo Xuanfang was right outside the door.

At this time, Luo Baihua's face suddenly lost its coldness, and instead she said with a slight smile: "Wei Siying, I asked you before, if you knew in advance that it was a dead end, would you regret it? You Do you still want to be with him? You didn't answer me back then, but now you have an answer in your heart?"

Wei Siying sighed and said, "Of course I regret it."

Luo Baihua's smile widened a bit: "You still have self-knowledge. How can you filth the reputation of Sect Master Ziyun at will?"

Wei Siying said: "I really regret it. I think I should have hooked up with him early in the first place. It's better to kidnap him to the Dragon Clan and become a pair of fairy emperors with me. It's better than him being a widow in Ziyunzong. void."

Luo Baihua was so angry that she couldn't speak, her skirts were flying, and she was going to teach this devil a lesson immediately.

At this moment, the stone door rang again, and Mo Xuanfang walked in.

Sect Master Ziyun's face was gloomy, his phoenix eyes were cold, he glanced at Luo Baihua lightly, and said, "Baihua, you go out first."

Luo Baihua hurriedly saluted, then glanced at Wei Siying hastily, and walked out the door expressionlessly.

In the room, only Wei Siying, who was tied to the bed, and Mo Xuanfang, who stood coldly, were left.

There was a slight warmth in the stone house because of the person's arrival.

Wei Si Yingyao thought about the events of that year, and his body suddenly became hot.But then he remembered that he was just someone's stand-in, like pouring a basin of cold water in this icy and snowy field, but the brazier in his heart never went out, and forced himself to suffer in this double world of ice and fire, he clenched his teeth , without saying a word.

At this time, I heard Mo Xuanfang's familiar footsteps softly in my ears.

It seems that the chirping of birds outside Zeyunju also sang.

There was a turbulent wave in Wei Siying's chest, and all kinds of sorrows and sorrows came one after another.But he just gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, keeping Mo Xuanfang out of his sight.

Mo Xuanfang didn't speak, and bent down, pouring spiritual power into Wei Siying's multiple wounds.

Wei Siying thought to himself, every time he saved me, it was only because of that Hongying.

You love him, but you still want to kill him, it's not a thing, what face is there to pretend to me here.

Thinking of this, Wei Siying suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Sect Master Ziyun, did you change my clothes?"

The spiritual power injected into Wei Siying's body paused. Mo Xuanfang looked at him and said coldly, "You have more than a hundred sword wounds on your body. If you don't heal them in time, the root cause of the disease will remain." He heals.

Wei Siying said "oh", and said again: "So, my body has been seen by Sect Master Ziyun?"

Mo Xuanfang resisted not speaking, but concentrated on injecting spiritual power.

Wei Siying said in a very soft voice: "Just look at it, it's not like I haven't seen it anyway."

Mo Xuanfang's hands trembled, and he tried his best to calm himself down: "Do you think this deity is those crazy bees and butterflies around you? You are injured now, so this deity will not care about you."

Wei Siying snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm a prostitute now? It's not because of you that I'm promiscuous, you are more promiscuous than me."

Mo Xuanfang couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and stuffed an aphasia pill into his mouth, not allowing him to speak.He himself closed his eyes and concentrated on injecting spiritual power.

Although Mo Xuanfang's eyes were closed, his heart was agitated. He had injected spiritual power into Wei Siying from a distance before, but he had never touched him. Noticing it, he actually wandered around Wei Siying's body.

Wei Siying had a relationship with him for a long time, how could he bear this, his face turned red immediately.

However, he couldn't speak or move yet, he was bound by Mo Xuanfang's immortal rope, and he couldn't use the magic power on his body, so he could only stand by and let him manipulate him.

His heart felt like ten thousand ants crawling across, the indescribable numbness was unbearable, his teeth were almost bleeding from biting.

After a while, Mo Xuanfang finally realized that something was wrong. He only felt that Wei Siying's body was getting hotter and hotter, and he even shivered slightly.

He just opened his eyes and saw that Wei Siying's eyes were red and gleaming, but his face was full of pain, as if he was about to cry.

Mo Xuanfang couldn't bear it, he took out the aphasia pill from his mouth and said, "What's wrong with you?" His voice was not as cold as before.

Wei Siying was ashamed and indignant, but he couldn't tell him clearly, so he could only turn his face away and said bitterly: "You have tied me up with this rope since I was a child, and I feel wronged when I think of the past."

Mo Xuanfang saw that the painful expression on his face did not seem to be pretending, and he thought to himself, since he is the descendant of the magic dragon, and he also worshiped under my sect, I must have been very harsh to him and bullied him back then, which made his heart distorted. Into the magic way.

His voice subconsciously slowed down and said: "This deity treats you like this, but also wants you to sincerely repent. If you agree to this respect to revise the way, this deity will naturally let you go."

Because Mo Xuanfang stopped his hands, Wei Siying's body gradually calmed down, but he was even more annoyed in his heart, saying: "I am practicing the righteous way, so I don't need you to meddle in my own business. I walk upright, sit upright, Even the Dao of Heaven wants to help me, why do you insist on it?"

When Mo Xuanfang heard this, he stood up abruptly, his body trembling slightly with anger.

"Sinister, how dare you say that you act upright and sit upright? Not only do you keep male pets in your palace, but you also attract bees and butterflies. You are merciful everywhere. Where do you put yourself as a teacher when you do bad things? This deity wants to force it, if you don't think about it for a day, this deity will not let you go, if you have the ability, you will stay here for thousands of years."

Wei Siying laughed angrily and said: "Yes, yes, I have stayed here for thousands of years, and I will stay with you for thousands of years, not only for thousands of years, but also for generations to come."

Before Wei Siying finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck. Mo Xuanfang had already leaned forward, staring at him, his pupils filled with cold flames.

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