The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

"...Xiaobei?" Yuan Yi's words made Fu Hanzhang's nerves tense suddenly, and he felt great anxiety in his heart.

"Do you know where he is now?"

Yuan Yi tilted his head slightly to look at him, with complex emotions in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said softly:

"he died."

Fu Hanzhang stopped for a moment.

His whole body was as stiff as a jade carving, his scarlet eyes looked like weeping blood, and it took him a while to speak with difficulty:

"......What did you say?"

How is this possible?

His first reaction was that he couldn't believe that Lin Yebei could recover with the power of the spirit pill after receiving the demon-slaying arrow, his soul was crushed and his body was destroyed...

How could it be possible to die?

"Did I not speak clearly enough?"

Yuan Yi looked at him with a pitiful expression, "His spiritual power is probably used to repair your injuries. His already fragile soul can't bear it. In addition, the Fen Tian Zhen Huo burned his body. How can he continue to live?"

"You were injured and unconscious at the time, I'm afraid you didn't know that the medicine cauldron you raised in the palace secretly communicated with Tianlei City, destroyed the defensive circle of Changqi Palace, and secretly sent you to the shore of the Nightmare Sea in an attempt to use the burning Tianzhenhuo refines your Demon Dragon Pill."

"And that one... has been protecting you with spiritual power, otherwise you would have been burned to ashes before I arrived."

"no no……"

Fu Hanzhang's lips trembled, his face turned pale, and suddenly his whole body shook, and he choked out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of painstaking effort seemed to open the valve, and every time he coughed, he would inevitably vomit blood.

This is not only because of the unhealed wound on the chest, but also because of the torment of regret in the heart.

The news of Lin Yebei's death was like a sharp knife mercilessly stirring in his heart, and the sky collapsed in an instant, making him breathless.

"Hold your breath and focus on your dantian," Yuan Yi frowned deeply when he saw him collapse, and raised his hand to press against his back,

"You're hurt too badly, and suffering like this is tantamount to asking for death!"

There was a bright red in front of my eyes, I don't know if it was blood or tears, the influx of spiritual power can calm the turbulent blood, but it can't dissolve the deep sorrow.

"I don't believe it..." He muttered, trembling all over, "The grievances in the previous life have not yet been settled, and I haven't had time to treat him well in this life, how could he die..."

"How could he die!"

The devilish energy in the dantian lost control in an instant, and the dark red air flowed all over his body. Fu Hanzhang let out a low growl, and suddenly his five fingers turned into knives and fell towards his heart.

He was going to follow Lin Yebei.

That person is the only light in his life, the only salvation in the darkness, if there is no such person in this world, how should he live?

But after all, he was seriously injured and weak. Even though he was determined to die, Yuan Yi narrowly grabbed his wrist:

"Yuan Zhao, are you crazy?" He shouted angrily, "I came all the way to rescue you, not to watch you die!"

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals guarding outside the room heard the movement, and couldn't help being frightened. How could His Majesty the Dragon King be considered amiable on weekdays, why did he lose his composure so often in front of this distinguished guest?

"Even if you are going to die, you have to make it clear to me." He glared at Fu Hanzhang fiercely, and handed over a small bead with a sneer.

Fu Hanzhang recognized that it was a mirage bead that could store images, and his sanity that was on the verge of collapse was pulled back a bit:

"...what do you want to show me?"

His voice was still trembling violently, and his whole body was tense.

It seemed that as long as Yuan Yi let go of his hand, he would kill himself immediately.

"Didn't you keep saying that the grievances of the previous life have not been settled yet?"

Yuan Yi sarcastically said, "Before his death, Meng Yixiao, the former lord of Tianlei City, injected a part of his own memory into the Phantom Bead and entrusted it to an expert. Later, the object fell into my hands."

"If you want to know the truth of your past life, you might as well release your consciousness and enter the mirage bead."

Yuan Yi slowly let go of his wrist: "When everything is clear, you and I will talk about Cang Xianzun's death."

Fu Hanzhang took the mirage pearl Yuan Yi handed over in a daze.

The mirage bead was only about the size of a fingernail, and it lay quietly in the palm of his hand. It wouldn't consume much if he poured his spiritual consciousness into it, and he would naturally wake up when the stored memories were over.

But he couldn't help being afraid in his heart, it seemed that once the secret behind this mirage bead was revealed, everything he knew would be turned upside down.

Yuan Yi watched Fu Hanzhang from the side, and soon saw that his eyes were drooping, his breathing became even, and his consciousness had already entered the mirage bead, so he sighed with relief.

He turned his eyes away, stared at the rippling blue waves outside the wall, and let out a soft sigh:

"Senior Fu Zheng, you are really ruthless just to vent your anger on your only son."

As he spoke, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were playful:

"I just don't know how much my brother can do for him?"

……

The memory in the mirage bead is divided into several sections, and the swimming light spots lead Fu Hanzhang's consciousness through the black mist to a grassy wilderness.

The owner of the memory, Meng Yixiao, was standing under a pear tree at the moment, with a graceful figure and a distinguished bearing.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the distant sky until the bright golden light fell from the sky, revealing two figures, one tall and one short.

"Congratulations to King Feng," Meng Yixiao cupped her hands respectfully, "Tianleicheng would be very grateful to bother you to come here in person for the matter of the space rift."

"The city lord doesn't need to be too polite,"

Feng Wang smiled slightly, his face was flamboyant and gorgeous, his long curly hair and eyes were transparent golden,

"I have brought Xi'er here as agreed. He is the only one with Xuefeng blood in the Feng Clan. The Xuefeng Pill in his body also has the power to bridge the gap in space."

Fu Hanzhang's eyes fell on the short figure beside him.

It was a young man carved in jade, with silver hair like fresh snow, and clear ice blue eyes.

The pupils are round and big, and the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, appearing supple and innocent.

He raised his porcelain-white and flawless face, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a line of ice shell-like teeth:

"Junior Fu Xi, I have met the city lord."

The young man's figure is slender, like a young bamboo trembling in the wind, but yet reveals a tenacity, which is extremely moving.

Fu Hanzhang opened his mouth slightly, but in the state of consciousness, he could not shed tears, or even make any sound.

But the boy's brows and eyes, his frown and smile, are clearly what he thinks about day and night——

That was...Si Xi when she was young.

"It's just..." Feng Wang sighed faintly,

"The Xuefeng Pill in Xi'er's body has not yet awakened, and now she is cultivating the Hunyuan Golden Pill in another alchemy aperture. To activate the power of Xuefeng Pill, a special opportunity may be needed."

Meng Yixiao nodded: "There is no rush for this matter, there will be opportunities to appear during the cultivation process, I believe Xi'er will have such good luck."

As he said, he squatted down, raised his hand and rubbed Fu Xi's hair: "Then Xi'er, you will practice with me in the future. Tianlei City has many rich resources and mimic secret realms, which must be of great help to your improvement." There are benefits."

"Thank you, City Master, Xi'er will definitely work harder to live up to the expectations of you and my father."

Fu Xi pursed his lips and smiled, although he was still young, he had a calm demeanor.

Fu Hanzhang couldn't take his eyes off him for a moment, and he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Although the Fu Xi in Meng Yixiao's memory seemed to have a cold temperament, she was fundamentally different from Lin Yebei in this life.

If the former is indifferent and calm, the latter is stagnant. Whether it is eating his beloved meat buns, winning the first prize in a competition, or being humiliated by himself, he seems to be unable to mobilize positive emotions feedback.

Is the culprit responsible for his appearance, the ruthless way of cultivation, or the damaged soul?

While Fu Hanzhang was meditating, the memory picture had quietly changed.

Fu Xi and Meng Yixiao stood facing each other on a high platform, the latter with a smile, solemnly placed a blue belt in Fu Xi's hand.

"From today onwards, you are a high-level spiritual cultivator in Tianlei City,"

Meng Yixiao said with a smile, "Wearing the belt means the ceremony is complete, and you will also be promoted to one of the direct disciples of the 'Si' generation in Tianlei City, and will be renamed Si Xi."

"The disciple respectfully obeys the imperial order."

Fu Xi, or Si Xi bowed slowly, took the bi-color belt with both hands, and tied it around his waist in a precious and important way.

From then on, some fragmentary scenes appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Fu Hanzhang saw that Si Xi sometimes practiced spells and immortals in the ice and snow secret realm, and sometimes sat under the intricately patterned astrolabe, carefully comprehending the power of time and space.

With the help of Meng Yixiao's eyes, he watched that person grow stronger day by day, from a spiritual cultivator with low spiritual power, to a world-savior with profound cultivation step by step.

After his cultivation reached a high level, Si Xi frequently left the City of Tears of Tears, went to various parts of the mortal world to suppress disasters and eradicate evil, and one day a hundred years later, he made his way to the West Sea Dragon Palace.

It was night, and the door of Meng Yixiao's room was pushed open, and Si Xi walked in slowly, dressed in night dew.

He was holding a young dragon in his arms, his hands and feet were covered with chain marks, and he was relaxing in his arms, sleeping soundly.

Meng Yixiao stood up suddenly: "This is the West Sea Demon Dragon? You, why are you..."

Everyone in the ancient secret scrolls is familiar with the records of this destructive evildoer. Si Xi is already an immortal in Tianlei City, so why should he have anything to do with such a filthy creature?

"My lord, be safe and don't be impatient."

Si Xi put a calming spell on Xiaolong to let him sleep peacefully, and then placed him on the soft chair beside him.

"I have visited with spiritual power, and Yuan Zhao has two elixirs in his body, just like me,"

He said in a deep voice, "The dangerous Demon Dragon Pill is still sleeping, as long as I urge him to cultivate the True Dragon Pill in another alchemy aperture, and cultivate his body and mind, there should be no harm."

"Do you want to stop it from causing harm to the world by yourself?"

Meng Yixiao's forehead throbbed: "But have you considered the danger of doing this? What if the power of the Demon Dragon Pill is accidentally activated..."

Si Xi shook her head lightly.

His gaze became a little distant: "I wonder if Your Majesty still remembers how the Xuefeng Pill in my body was awakened?"

"A hundred years ago, the time-space rift suddenly expanded, and the spiritual flow of the sky-rift array guarding the gate of the void was in disorder..."

Meng Yixiao said with difficulty: "At that time, you supported the formation with your own strength, and when your spiritual power was exhausted and your body collapsed, Xue Fengdan suddenly awakened, which barely saved your life, but left behind Don't hurt yourself..."

"Exactly." Si Xi nodded, looking at Xiaolong who was sleeping peacefully beside him,

"I think it's the same for Yuan Zhao, maybe only when his life is dying, the magic dragon pill in his body will be on the verge of awakening."

Soft emotions spread along his delicate eyebrows and eyes:

"Then I will give everything I have to protect him for the rest of his life."

The author has something to say: the truth of the past is about to be uncovered bit by bit, and the next chapter is full of memories!Rounding off, Xiaobei also appeared on stage, hehe, it’s still from the soft and cute series~

Then there was a little angel who reported to me the problem of the sub-cp. Let me explain it to you here. There will be very few, I have not considered other cps for the time being

Then there will be more moonlight in these CP scenes. The reason for this is that they are always by the side of the two protagonists, and they are also the key to advancing the plot, so there is more ink in the early stage, but it will not be in the later stage, and they have no influence To the position of the main CP ~ let alone the second and fourth hhh, don't worry everyone!

In addition, besides love, there are many other types of emotions in this article, such as the master-student relationship between Master Qiu and several apprentices, the brotherhood between the four brothers, the relationship and friendship between the demon king and the Dharma protector, twins The brotherly love, the empathy that everyone will work together for the same goal that will appear in the later stage, and the great love that helps the common people sacrifice themselves will all be presented one by one

My hope for the tyrant is that it is not just a master-student love story, I hope to build a grand and read-friendly story, show a variety of plump and vivid characters and emotions, and shape different types of stories. CP is also different from ordinary group portraits... Speaking of which, I feel that this goal is really not small hh, but I should still be able to hold on to 23333, and I will continue to work hard for the following plots! ! !

Just a preview, there will be a lot of exciting illusions in the fifth volume (yes, it’s the drama of Jiangjiang Niangniang, you know), I will try my best to write them all~ I hope everyone can continue to support me hehehe~