After the master's ascension

To the southwest of Yandu City is a dead wood forest.

Even though it was late spring and near summer, the forest was still full of gnarled branches, like skinny arms twisting and struggling towards the sky.

But the weather is changing this time of year.At noon, the sky was still clear, but now it was just before Shen Shi when the wind suddenly picked up, and dark clouds shrouded it.

Wei Zhiyue took Li Xiang all the way to the southwest, and then came out from a remote place in Yandu City.

When he gave out the nineteen incense sticks, he saw the mark made by Lu Wangyu.

Go southwest.

Yujian is too conspicuous in the mortal world, not to mention easy to be found, but also directly traced to where it fell.

Moreover, when he left the city, he had already encountered several groups of people from the cultivation world, and they seemed to be investigating something.

Therefore, except for the necessary swords, they can only walk.

Wei Zhiyue looked at the little girl's condition, and Li Xiang's wound opened again.

She was sweating coldly, but said nothing.

Wei Zhiyue looked around, and there was a huge short stone.

He helped Li Xiang over, let her rest against the stone, and applied the last bit of medicine on it.

Li Xiang struggled a bit, her pale lips moved slightly: "I can't stop, we have deer vine blood on our bodies... If we stop, we will be caught..."

Wei Zhiyue turned a deaf ear, he quietly prescribed the medicine for her, looked at her and smiled comfortingly.

His eyes are clear, gentle but powerful.

He made the firmest assurances in the softest tone.

"Stop running, you can't bear to run again. Don't worry, with me here, they can't hurt us."

"Besides, even if you don't believe me, you should still believe my brother. He will definitely come back to find us."

When he said this, his tone was very firm, even with a hint of childish determination.

But it is this kind of certainty that hides the magic power, which is enough to make people look forward to the light in the deepest darkness.

Li Xiang also smiled slowly, and she asked curiously, "Is it Mr. Lu?"

Wei Zhiyue was carefully treating the wound on her hand, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Li Xiang seemed to be relieved, she let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "I believe him."

Seeing Wei Zhiyue looking over, she smiled like a cunning little fox, and said, "I also believe in you, Mr. Wei!"

Wei Zhiyue's heart is not as relaxed as it seems on the surface.

He believed that Lu Wangyu would definitely come.

But who came first...

This is the most unpredictable.

Li Xiang also suddenly became quiet. She seemed to have relaxed a lot and was in the mood to think about something.

She thought of the deer and vine demon who told the story, and also the woman in yellow who stabbed her with a knife without hesitation.

Why are they doing this?Did I really kill them?

Is what I did right?

She was depressed, and her eyes were full of confusion.

"Mr. Wei, did I really do something wrong?"

Wei Zhiyue knew what the little girl was suspicious of.Not everyone can face the death of others without moving.

He replied: "You are not wrong."

Wei Zhiyue explained slowly: "Because they didn't stay in the dungeon, but lived in the Moxiang Building, what they gained was enough to make them ignore what they lost.

They just want to live in the illusion of peace, and they don't want to see, hear, or accept real suffering.But you tore away this illusion..."

Finally, he sighed softly.

"You have to know that heroes are always alone. They are not recognized and accepted, but only they can make this world truly come alive."

"Displaced people can find a home, all suffering will disappear, and people will truly live in the sun."

Li Xiang looked into Wei Zhiyue's eyes, as if accepting this statement.She no longer went into a dead end, but slowly relaxed her body.

The boulder was very flat, and she leaned on it, and she could see the sky when she looked up.

The sky in Yandu is gray, not as beautiful as Cangshan.

She was thinking aimlessly.

She looked at the sky and suddenly said.

"Mr. Wei, my mother didn't leave her bare bones. But maybe the bare bones in the prophecy belonged to me."

Hearing this, Wei Zhiyue stopped what he was doing.

He looked at this stubborn little girl, and said seriously: "Don't think about any prophecies. You have to go back, go back properly..."

Li Xiang's throat moved slightly, and her eyes flickered, but she never said anything.

After a while, she hung up her smile again, and responded obediently: "Okay."

Suddenly, there was a rustle of footsteps.

Wei Zhiyue's heart sank.

He raised his head, but there was still a gentle smile on his face.

He explained to the little girl very plainly: "Don't move around, no matter what happens, don't panic..."

As if he was just going to chat with someone, he stood up and drew out his sword with a normal expression.

Three miles away from this battlefield, there is a carriage rumbling.

The carriage was crowded, full of demons who had escaped from Nineteen Fragrances.

Jiang An sat by the window.

Wushuang lay quietly in his arms, his eyes were fixed on the outside, which was a world that was faintly revealed by the corners of the curtain slightly rolled up.

"Can Mr. Lu find brother Wei?"

He spoke in a low voice.

Jiang An looked down at him.

The wound on Wushuang's face was already showing signs of scabbing, and it was finally not as frightening as it was at the beginning.

"It will." He affirmed.

like i'll find you.

The battlefield over there is already in place.

The people from Nineteen Fragrances followed Lu Tengxue to find them.

There were about fifteen or sixteen of them, and they seemed to be organized as a small team.Equipped with a variety of weapons such as spears, square shields, bows and arrows.

Wei Zhiyue stood upright with his sword in hand, he was never afraid of fighting.

A dead leaf fluttered down.The moment it landed, a cold light flashed by, as if some mechanism was triggered, and the frozen time suddenly moved,

……

There is only one person left.

Wei Zhiyue's mind has blurred.

Every breath he took almost tore his chest apart...

He was raising the sword, swinging the sword, raising the sword completely mechanically.

Unable to hold the sword, it got wrapped around his hand.

Unable to stand up, he took the scabbard to support it.

Wei Zhiyue's condition is getting worse and worse, but his eyes are getting more and more decisive.

There was another person with blood spilling from his lips.

Be sure to kill him before you can't hold on!

His knee was pierced by a back arrow, and he was struggling to support himself against the scabbard.Suddenly, the scabbard tilted, and he staggered and fell to his knees.

That person was also red-eyed, seeing this opportunity, he raised his knife and rushed towards him like a ghost!

This is the opportunity!

Wei Zhiyue gathered the last trace of spiritual power in his left hand, turned slightly sideways, and directly reached out to grab the sharp blade.

The blade cut through the blockage of spiritual power and embedded in the tiger's mouth of his left hand.

He stabbed the man's heart with the sword in his right hand...

Won.

His gaze began to slacken, his body became lighter and lighter, and his body temperature was rapidly losing, but he felt a long-lost warmth.

Brother is here, will you not find me...

Finally, his world went dark.