I, scum gong, never adore Master

I want you to obey, turn around... don't look.

Jiang Ye clenched the bamboo knot in his palm tightly, his almond eyes floated up, the whites of which appeared, and gradually showed ferocity, like a puppy protecting the master, he ruthlessly savaged at the people standing not far away.

Most of these people had been seen by Jiang Ye when they were in the Shenmai Cave in the back mountain of Cangwu City.

Jiang Ye knew that they had deep hostility towards Master, and guessed that it was the evil spirit who framed Master, and his heart was full of resentment.

He stared at them fiercely, and stood up with his bamboo stick tightly: "Of course I... want to protect Master."

The boy who looked like a wolf cub tightly held the inferior weapon in his hand, and walked towards those people step by step.

He knew that his cultivation base was not good, and he also knew that what he did was moths flying into the flames, like hot flames burning snow, but he had to do it this way.

Maybe at the beginning, I was just afraid that the master would be stigmatized by the world, and then blackened. In the end, I would die in the hands of the master because of the original plot, so I had to protect the master.

But now, he can't tell whether he loves Master and sympathizes with his experience thousands of years ago, or because he has developed selfishness that is hard to express clearly.

In short, he knew that he would never regret doing so, and he was willing.

Once the desire is so strong that the soul is clamoring and trembling, the body will burst out with a power that is rarely found in ordinary times. He doesn't know what the power that is breaking the shell in his spine is, and he only wants to expel this group of annoying people. .

"Who wants to touch my master? Who dares to touch my master?!"

The boy who is usually used to being meek is extremely fierce at this moment, baring his canine teeth, the cub is a wolf after all, it cannot be insulted or underestimated.

But he is just a monk at the early stage of Golden Core, no matter how fierce he is.

Then someone said: "The Immortal Venerable himself admitted that he killed Senior Brother Zhongli. Even if he is an Immortal Venerable and respected by others, he shouldn't kill people for no reason. He must give an explanation!"

He... He said that Master killed Zhong Lize?

Thinking of the night, he slowly recovered from the initial unacceptable, and finally remembered that he had killed Zhong Lize himself in the nightmare.

Still... unacceptable.

But in the face of Master's safety and reputation, Jiang Ye could only deeply hide that fear in his heart.

As soon as he woke up, he felt the burning disciple Qi on his wrist, which made his skin hurt. He suddenly realized that the disciple Qi was a bridge between master and apprentice to feel each other's state. He didn't know what the master said. What, he was the only one in the entire water pavilion, and when he searched for it in fear, he saw Master limp on the ground...

But now, do they actually think that Zhong Lize was killed by his master?

"nonsense!"

Jiang Ye was so angry that he held the bamboo stick and instinctively waved it at the monk who spoke.

A spiritual flow was thrown from the bamboo stick which was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, and it set off a violent wave, like a giant whale hitting the shore, a hurricane swept the tide, wrapped in powerful spiritual power, threw the monk several feet away, and hit it hard On a thick tree, suddenly vomited blood.

No one expected that a cultivator at the early stage of Jindan could exert such powerful spiritual power. Everyone didn't react and looked at Jiang Ye dumbfounded.

The cultivator endured the pain, and said indignantly, "What? If the Immortal Venerable didn't give an explanation for the murder, should he continue to silence him?"

Master won't give an explanation?Did Zhong Lize give an explanation for his poisonous hand?

Why did they target Master like this?

Why can't this world be kinder to him, not to mention, Zhong Lize was not killed by his master...

Jiang Ye was in a hurry: "Who said it? Who said that my master did it, but he didn't, so it's obviously..."

"Eternal night!"

A call that forced his consciousness stopped Jiang Ye's unconscious words, and when he looked back, it was Master calling him with a pale face and frowning.

"come here……"

Jiang Ye's eyes suddenly became hot.

He threw away the bamboo knot in his hand in a hurry, and ran back to the master, his eyes were red and full of tears, trembling and choking, he said: "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Yun Jian's condition was indeed very poor, his whole face was as pale as rice paper, the color of his trembling and panting lips had faded, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

But apart from Jiang Ye being able to see the faintly burning double-petalled red plum on the side of his neck, Yun Jian didn't have any wounds on his body.

You can't see the injury at all, but it looks like you are dying!

Yun Jian's appearance made Jiang Ye unable to do anything and almost collapsed.

Yun Jian had no strength left, his eyes were blurry, he couldn't even see Jiang Ye's face clearly, but he still grabbed Jiang Ye's hand and refused to let him leave.

"I can't..." I couldn't say anything.

Bu Lingchen sighed: "I know what you mean."

Yun Jian did not hesitate to take all the blame on himself. Naturally, he couldn't let these people see the weird spiritual power in Jiang Ye's body. It was reasonable for a monk at the early Jindan stage to be unable to deal with Zhong Lize at the Nascent Soul stage, no matter how suspicious Jiang Ye was. There is no evidence for the murdered person.

But if Jiang Ye's unconsciousness was revealed in front of everyone, then Yun Jian's painstaking efforts would be in vain.

Bu Lingchen said to Jiang Ye: "There is a Lingtan on Shenyin Peak, where a white plum tree grew. You should remember that you have been there. Now, at this moment, hurry up and take your master there, hurry up! I will stay here, Do you remember?"

Although Jiang Ye didn't understand what Bu Lingchen meant, he also knew that he would not harm Master, so he lifted Master's arm around his neck, turned his head and ran away.

Bu Lingchen is also one of the few Mahayana monks in this world of cultivating immortals. He is different from Yun Jian who was bound here. He should have ascended long ago, but he is willing to suppress his cultivation and stay here.

With a cultivation level close to that of Feisheng, even if the group of people in front of them swarmed up, they would not be opponents, let alone everyone's face was not torn.

He waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "Do you want to spend time with me here? Then I will accompany you, little Jane, let's have some tea."

"Uh……"

When he used up his strength, he hated himself for not being strong enough. For such a weak master, he couldn't carry his back at all, so he could only half hug and support him, before rushing to the side of the white plum tree.

Jiang Ye took him to the edge of the pond, but he didn't know what to do.

The master was in a coma again, his body was scorching hot, his pale cheeks were flushed abnormally due to the heat, and the dim light emitted by the double-petaled red plums on the side of his neck and under his ears became more and more blazing, like To bloom into full bloom.

Jiang Ye was anxious to death, he carefully placed Yun Jian flat on the edge of the pool, shaking Yun Jian's shoulder.

"Master, wake up."

"Tell me, what should I do? What should I do..."

Ren Jiang Ye kept shouting, but his master didn't respond at all, holding Yun Jian's hand, Jiang Ye really couldn't think of a way, so he had to try to pour the spiritual flow in his body into Yun Jian's body.

The mighty and majestic spiritual power is still out of his control, it staggers out along the spiritual veins, and hits Yun Jian's body chaotically.

I don't know whether his spiritual power is too strong, or Yun Jian was stimulated by this collision, in short, the gap in those tightly closed peach eyes was finally opened.

At a glance, the boy's panicked face was covered with tears that flowed down unconsciously.

But he really didn't have the strength to appease the boy.

He felt the frightening cold of Ruoshuitan, and he seemed to be able to hear the rapid collision of chains in his ears, as if he was in a hurry to die.

Yun Jian forced himself to regain consciousness for the time being, and said hoarsely to Jiang Ye: "Leave now."

"No! I'm not leaving."

The young man shook his head violently: "Master, tell me, what should I do? How can I help you?"

Yun Jian really had no strength left, he frowned, and even ordered fiercely: "Be obedient, I want you to be obedient...turn around, don't look..."

"Uh……"

"Go out, don't stay... get out of here."

Jiang Ye didn't want to, but it was the first time Master asked him to leave so stubbornly, so he hesitated.

But seeing Master suddenly pulled out a smile, suppressed the pain, looked at him tenderly and said: "Don't worry, I... I just want to heal my wounds, don't look, just turn around."

Shizun was trembling all over, in extreme pain, but he was waiting for him to turn around and leave, as if if he didn't leave, Shizun would have to bear it all the time...

He was so sad in his heart that he never disobeyed Master again.

Jiang Ye let go of his hand, turned around obediently, and before he had taken two steps, he heard a muffled groan that was extremely restrained.

He was covered in chin, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were embedded in his flesh, and he shook his teeth fiercely to stop himself from disobeying his master's order.

But it was limited to this, he couldn't turn his head and leave, he could only turn his back and not look at it.

Unseen, but all sound leaks into the ears.

Yun Jian's consciousness was blurred, he was far away, and he couldn't see that Jiang Ye hadn't gone away, only he could hear the sound of the chains colliding with each other, he couldn't control his body, and suddenly turned into a snowy feather The white bird, the chain on the white plum tree, attacked him with claws and claws, wrapped around his body in an instant, and pulled him to the middle of the pool.

The sunny day in front of me was covered by thick clouds, and the dark clouds weighed down, as if it was going to rain.

Jiang Ye vaguely heard the sound of chains colliding. He wanted to turn around to look, but he didn't dare to disobey the master. He really didn't want to displease the master with his serious instructions.

but……

He couldn't hear Master's voice, he couldn't even hear the muffled grunt in pain.

He looked up at the sky that suddenly changed color, and heard the roar of thunder, day and night demons, the surroundings were extremely dark, but there was an aurora flickering, and then, the lightning suddenly fell straight down, hitting the white plum tree behind Jiangye .

In the panic of Jiang Ye, he completely forgot the master's instructions.

Looking back suddenly, the person lying beside the pool disappeared!

Only a certain place on the white plum tree was struck by lightning, faintly shining white light, and then another bolt of lightning fell, hitting the plum tree straight!

Jiang Ye couldn't control so much anymore, he rushed over and shouted loudly: "Master!"

But no one answered him.

until……

He could see a puddle of water-dissolved redness seeping out of the cold pool water, and the dripping blood dripped into the pool water, splashing and rippling, and was quickly dragged into the abyss by the pool water to absorb it completely.

It seems that an unbelievable, soul-stirring truth is gradually surfacing.

There was a slight trembling among the white plum blossoms, and the sound of the chains was like boats approaching gradually from the distant long night, until it pierced the eardrums, and the violently trembling and struggling chains clanked.

"Master."

Jiang Ye couldn't control his whole body trembling, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

A brain that has never been very smart is as clear as a lens at this moment, shaking the blade straight to the heart.

He didn't want to care about anything, and he didn't care about Master's order to turn around and walk away.

Stepping into the bone-chilling weak water pool, you have to grit your teeth step by step until your legs and feet are numb from the cold, and approach the white plum tree in the center of the pool.

he saw...

Among the trembling clusters of dense white plums, a beautiful plume hung down from the branch, causing the whole body to tremble in pain.

He saw that the gorgeous red dyed by the white plum was the blood of Master...

He saw that the chains that bound Shen Le's wings were imprisoning his master...

He saw that the nail pierced deep into the bone was killing his master...

"Master..."

"Master!"

He called him, calling over and over again, but the white feathered bird in the dense flowers didn't hear it, and it had already fallen into the abyss of pain, unable to perceive the outside world.

I just endured, endured, and then gritted my teeth to hold on...

This kind of pain and torture will always come, and it will always dissipate, and then hit again...

Again and again, again and again.

I will always get used to it, I have been used to it for thousands of years...

The night has not yet arrived, but the full moon is already in the sky. The night that should not have come at this moment has come, and the full moon that should not have been full today has also become round.

The thunder in my ears stopped, and the dazzling lightning in front of my eyes also disappeared.

Only the cluster of white plum blossoms in the middle of the pool is still trembling, everything is just the beginning, everything is hard to end.

The full moon was reflected in the quiet pool, and the sound of the water was splashing, causing circles of ripples as it was stirred by the struggling young man.

Why does it take so long to walk to a pool that is obviously not big?

Why is the white plum tree not far away so hard to reach?

Jiang Ye didn't know how much effort he had spent to climb up the thick white plum tree, and then embraced the white bird, which was wrapped in chains and had deeply nailed wings, into his arms. Drenched in blood, in a coma, he opened the gap, revealing the glazed beads, and saw Jiang Ye, and then struggled hard, as if he was reprimanding Jiang Ye for being disobedient.

But Shiratori really didn't have any strength left, the little struggle just made the wound tear more painful, until he fainted again from the pain.

I could only vaguely hear the young man choking his throat, almost crying to comfort him.

"Master, don't drive me away."

"I know everything, don't be afraid... I'm with you."

Even if Shiratori passed out, the unbearable pain still tortured him continuously, his body convulsed and twitched unconsciously, and instinctively looking for warmth, he subconsciously burrowed into Jiang Ye's arms.

Who else would have those glazed eyes besides Shizun?

Jiang Ye suddenly understood, and the chaotic memories in his mind finally pieced together a bright mirror at this moment, which showed the face of the master, the pair of glazed beads remained unchanged, and neither did the snow-white clothes. The only thing that changed was that the sky was calm and the wind was breezy. The extremely gentle master was strangled by the chains that broke in suddenly, and the nails smashed deep into the bones, nailing him to the white plum.

A year ago, when Jiang Ye didn't know that Shiratori was the master, he tried it. He couldn't pull out the nails that stuck into the wings of the white bird, and he couldn't pull out the chains that bound the master.

He felt powerless, he could only hug Shiratori tightly, and inject the spiritual flow in his body into Master's body, so that he could relieve the pain.

The loss of his own spiritual power made him stand in the icy cold pool, gradually losing the feeling of his legs and feet, and he was already numb from the cold.

He hugged Shiratori tightly, resting his forehead, his consciousness gradually became unconscious, and he fell into a drowsy sleep...

I don't know that my spiritual consciousness has long been separated from the body due to the danger of dying, and turned into a light smoke, slowly sinking into the sea of ​​​​white birds.

In the white mist of Jiang Ye, he heard a gurgling stream flowing past his ears, guiding him to go forward.

It was a flourishing white plum tree.

Unlike the gloomy and treacherous tree on Shenyin Peak, this one is very gentle, with a soft luster, pieces fluttering and falling, wrapping around Jiang Ye's body, leading him to continue walking.

He saw a section of white clothes exposed behind the thick tree trunk, walked around the white plums, and saw the familiar white-clothed and silver-haired young man, with his slender fingers resting on his temples, in a light sleep.

The person in the dream often cannot remember why he fell into the dream, and what happened outside the dream.

Seeing the familiar figure at a glance, Jiang Ye shouted excitedly: "Master!"

He rushed over suddenly, but saw that figure suddenly looked like jade porcelain fired in a kiln, unable to withstand the scorching of the fire, suddenly cracked fine lines.

There are countless cracks on that beautiful face, and those cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

It seemed that this person was going to be crushed completely, falling into countless broken pieces of jade before giving up.

Jiang Ye stretched out his hand in a panic, caressing the master's cheek, he held that face, trying to squeeze back the cracked lines.

But as soon as he touched it, a piece of white porcelain fell from the corner of the master's forehead, and that piece of white porcelain turned into smoke and burned into mist as soon as it hit the ground, and was suddenly absorbed by the surrounding water flow.

Jiang Ye panicked, he covered his master's face to prevent those mottled pieces of broken porcelain from falling...

But in the end, even the pair of glazed beads slipped down the eye sockets, flying towards the top of the white plum tree like a pair of bright pearls, and the white plum tree also changed.

That's not Baimei!

It was a blazing red sycamore tree, as if it had just drank blood!

The master in front of him was mottled and completely shattered, not a single piece of porcelain was left, it turned into smoke, burned into mist, and completely disappeared before his eyes.

Sometimes, the more a person is attached to something, when that thing completely disappears, the emotion will actually come very slowly.

He widened his eyes first, looking at the hand that was still holding the master's cheek.

The palm is empty, nothing.

He stared at it for a long time before he suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed by a sharp knife.

silence.

silence……

After being silent for a long time, it seemed as if he was finally fished out of the abyss. He raised his head from the deep sea, and the air suddenly crashed into the trachea, panting violently.

"Master..."

Shouting until he was exhausted, shouting until his throat hurt, and shouting...he finally realized that what he cared about for Master was not just pity, sympathy, redemption, and healing...

Are you acquainted with each other for a long time?

Why?

Why?

He cared about him, and a towering star grew from his heart, but he saw him completely shattered, mottled, disappeared, turned into smoke, and turned into mist.

annihilation...

"Master—"

……

"Evernight..."

"Eternal night, wake up..."

Is someone calling him?Who is calling him?

Not Master...

Master?

Master——

Jiang Ye suddenly opened his eyes, he sat up, his eyes went dark for a while, he felt dizzy, and before he could see his surroundings clearly, he hurriedly grabbed the hands of the people around him.

"Where is Master? Where is my Master?"

"not dead."

"Uh..." Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his throat was extremely dry and hoarse, but he stubbornly said hastily: "He...how is he?"

Before Bu Ling Chen could open his mouth, he was about to rush off the bed before his night vision fully recovered, but his legs and feet gave way and he fell to the ground. He didn't know that his legs had been soaked in the weak water all night, and even if they hadn't been destroyed, they would still be covered by the cold. The invasion is too severe.

Bu Lingchen held him down, and sighed: "I said, he's fine, you'd better care about yourself than you care about him at this time. He has to endure such things every night when the moon is full, and he's used to it for a long time. Only this time..."

He didn't go on.

It's just that he was caught off guard this time, and it was a little more serious. Fortunately, Jiang Ye's spiritual power could help Yun Jian a lot, so that the damage would not be more serious.

Bu Lingchen pushed him back on the bed: "You saw everything?"

Jiang Ye suddenly recalled the powerless and terrifying scene in his memory, his whole body was shaking violently, his speech was even more incoherent, and he sat up excitedly.

"I saw...a sycamore tree, with water flowing, and...the master is broken! It's broken into pieces, I can't stick them together..."

Bu Lingchen was startled, only then did he realize that Jiang Ye had entered Yun Jian's sea of ​​consciousness last night!

A person's sea of ​​consciousness is a very private place, unless he is suppressed by his cultivation base and forcibly broken into by a stronger force, no one is willing to be broken into the sea of ​​consciousness.

What's more, for someone like Yun Jian, his willpower is so strong that no one in the world can trespass without permission.

Because Yun Jian is a lunatic, he really dared to crush the soul that entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and even died together.

It's impossible to sneak in, otherwise they wouldn't torture Yun Jian like this and wear down his will.

There is only one possibility, Yun Jian is very familiar with Jiang Ye.

That kind of familiarity is not the relationship between master and apprentice for more than a year, it is more like knowing each other for several lifetimes, even thousands of years, so familiar that they will not guard against him at all, and subconsciously open the door to him.

It's as if the two of them had met each other...

Although Bu Lingchen was also shocked by his own thoughts, he suddenly had another idea that was almost crazy.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Ask Jiang Ye: "You saw it, right? Yun Jian is that white-feathered phoenix, you saw it last night, didn't you?"

"He is in pain. He has been tortured for too long, and his soul is mottled and broken. I don't know how long he can last. But, I will tell you a way to save him. Only you can save him."

"Are you... willing?"

The author says:

In addition to Tongxiu Village 1000 years ago, there is actually... I won't spoil it, anyway, the text is not short, and the buried clues are almost the same. Next, the two of them... (no spoilers) Come on!