teacher died again

The clear spring water has washed the fair skin, and the mellow liqueur flows from the bridge of the nose and lingers at the corners of the mouth.

Chu Yi'an opened his eyes, gently licked the juice away with the tip of his tongue, and sighed heavily.

Master, Master...

His pupils were like blood, slackened with infinite greed, the mist of the hot spring blinded his eyes, and the hazy shadow gradually drifted away.

Chu Yi'an's heart trembled, and he stretched out his hand to hold it, but the white mist broke completely, and a gust of cool wind brought him down into the spring.

"Ha, ha——" He came out of the water, looking at the blue sky, his ferocious eyes became redder, bursting out with a coquettish color.

He knew that the people inside had long since awakened, and had been stuck in his well-designed vortex with his "good senior sister", unable to extricate themselves, repeating over and over again, "What will I do today?" The young master wants to ask someone to serve a meal today" and other trivial matters.

The cage he prepared for him was very delicate, at least he would not notice it easily.

He is just torturing himself.

500 years ago... 500 years ago...

"Master, I can't bear it." He fell back to the hot spring and closed his eyes heavily, "I just can't bear it."

I can't bear to let that person go, I can't bear to make him sad, I can't bear to bear his delicate skin, I can't bear to...

Every inch and every inch is his.

"Your Majesty, Immortal Master Liu has noticed!" A cry of surprise pulled him out of the illusion, Chu Yi'an broke through the water, changed into a single suit out of thin air, put it on his body, and walked towards the hall barefoot.

Hastily brushing away, he walked through the forest and willows, and finally saw the elegant small building that he had been longing for.

A familiar smell came over his face, Chu Yi'an raised his head, and couldn't help curling his lips: "Master, you are staying well today, and you are very peaceful."

"It's not as good as you." The man was wearing a plain shirt and a light robe, with a faint smile on his mouth, "They're all Demon Lords, and they're still as ignorant as before."

Chu Yi'an's heart skipped a beat.

"Do you think so, Zijin?" He took off the bandage covering his face, revealing his empty eye sockets, the blood that had dried up for many years was black and purple, just like Chu Yi'an's face.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he managed to hold back a smile: "Since Master knows, why bother to ask me?"

"Junior brother..." Shang Zijin burst into tears when he saw him, "Please don't torture me and master anymore, let us live. You know that today will come, so why are you willing to torture master!"

Liu Hanyi's empty eye sockets were not empty, full of accusations; Shang Zijin's words were not harsh, but they were better than sharp blades.

It was all his own wishful thinking, and he was very clear that no matter how trapped they were, no matter how nice they were, how hard they tried, they couldn't soften their bones.

Especially the man whose eyes he deprived.

Liu Hanyi weighed the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the pickled vegetables from the square plate, and threw them into his mouth: "It's clearly the beginning of spring...do you even want to lie to me?"

"Don't dare."

"You have nothing to dare."

Both of them fell silent without speaking, just quietly waiting for time to pass.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Shang Zijin got up and left on his own initiative. Before leaving, he gave Chu Yi'an a sideways look, as if to warn him.

But it's more of a warning than a warning.

The time flows slowly and slowly, all the flowers are blooming, and the colorful colors are swaying. The willows are covered with spring, and they sniff the fragrance of the flowers and say softly: "At that time, it was..."

Chu Yi'an knew it well.

When they met for the first time, they bumped into the soft spring, and when the lush greenery sprouted, the young him hid under the dense green, making faces at his future master with his teeth and claws, making him laugh out loud.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

These words used to be his whole life, but now they are weak and weak.

The original clear eyes were already filled with dirt, just like his dirty feelings for the other party.

"Master...Master..." He called his name like crazy, but what he called was another bloody storm. The Master he was thinking of was sitting on the cold muddy ground, soaked in blood, his eyes were bloodshot, Then……

"Liu Hanyi apologized for his eyes today, and exchanged the life of his apprentice Chu Yi'an. I hope all the immortals will decide!" Blood, spilled on the ground.

"One more thing..." The man hissed and wailed on the ground in pain, "I, Yu, Chu, Yi, An from now on, Enjue... Yijue..."

Definitely...

This iron was branded on his heart, and it was the most cruel words he had ever heard in his life, burning his chest black.

"Don't let Chu Yi'an go!"

"He is the one who killed Senior Brother Liu! Hurry up and catch him!" The girl in the purple dress lay on the ground in embarrassment, her eyes watering.

"Wei Liulan! Are you crazy!" The young man in the high position rose up from the ground and landed slowly, "Do you know who this beast is now? Do you think we don't want to seek justice for Junior Brother Liu's grievances?"

"He is now the ancestor of Guangzong Yaozu, and he has become the lord of the demon world, but the revenge of Junior Brother Liu will be doubled in the future!"

Doubling the return is menacing, but the bloody storm is disliked for being too late and not fast. The violent wind and rain are mixed with thunder and strikes swiftly, and the eagle-like black eyes hide murderous intentions, but they become calm for a while.

"Uncle Gong Mian indeed came very early." Chu Yi'an smiled coldly, "If you refused to obey Master's words and let me die, it would really damage Master's expectations of you."

"I know, you like Liu Hanyi."

Such thin words tore apart his disguise completely.

Gong Mian looked at the appearance of this Demon Lord trembling like chaff, and said coldly: "I am not here today to kill you."

"Liu Hanyi, I leave it to you." He wiped the interspatial ring, and a jade coffin flew out and landed with a crash.

That face...is Liu Hanyi.

"Why?" The first-generation Demon Lord was obviously at a loss, and Gong Mian said without giving him any face, "I didn't want to see you, a beast, but unfortunately there is nothing I can do, the owner of this body is crazy."

"crazy"

"It's crazy. He has hallucinations, his memory has deteriorated, and his mind will soon turn into a three-year-old child. In order to treat him, heh." Gong Mian stared at him coldly, "Since the root cause of the disease is with you, I hope you Don't let us down."

"After all, the head doesn't want this to happen." After he finished speaking, he disappeared.

Time turned back to the present, he stared blankly at him from a distance, and suddenly laughed: "Master."

"I'm not your master." Liu Hanyi said lightly, the last smile had long since disappeared, "Maybe, I was wrong at the beginning."

"I didn't make this move well, so I want to do it again." He squinted his eyes, a mouthful of blood spattered on the spot, and his heartbeat stopped abruptly.

"Bang" sound,

Liu Hanyi died.

The author has something to say: The prequel is over... This is the past life of two people, and the progress of the update is in jeopardy...