After the master's ascension

Lu Wangyu walked with the sword, but it was not as easy as imagined.

Now, he is also at the end of his battle, and the wound on his back is still oozing blood, as if a layer of skin has been cut alive, the burning pain is like fire, and the nerves are throbbing and throbbing...

But he couldn't fall down, he was holding on with one breath.

Floating clouds are just their first hurdle leading to Cangshan Mountain, and there must be more guards at the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

That is where the final battle will take place.

In their current state, they can no longer confront anyone. They can only find a place to recuperate for a while, and then find a way to break through the blockade of Cangshan.

There is only one road leading to Cangshan Mountain, but there are countless rugged and barren mountains and cliffs around it.

Lu Wangyu's eyes locked on a remote and barren hidden mountain forest, and he charged straight down with his sword.

The Zhi Ge sword flew straight across the ground, Lu Wangyu supported Wei Zhiyue and staggered down.

This action touched the wound on his back again, his muscles tensed for a moment, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Lu Wangyu clenched his teeth, and swallowed the muffled moan that reached his throat.

Zhige stopped on the ground at a high speed for a while, it spun lightly, and then jumped back to its master joyfully.

Lu Wangyu waved his hand lightly to put away Zhige, he walked forward carefully with Zhiyue supported.

For so many years, he traveled south and north with the teacher's door, and spent a lot of time eating and sleeping in the open. Naturally, he could judge based on the mountains and terrains, where there might be a place to stay.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, a hidden cave covered by layers of dense forest appeared in front of them.

Although Wei Zhiyue's face was as pale as paper and his footsteps were floating, his thoughts were still clear.

He raised his eyes with difficulty, glanced at the hiding place in front of him, and heaved a sigh of relief, finally the big stone in his heart was able to drop a little.

They pushed aside the clusters of vines covering the entrance of the cave and entered the cave.The cave has not seen the sun for a long time, it is abnormally cold and humid,

Lu Wangyu looked at the densely covered green plants at the entrance of the cave and knew that there should be no large beasts here, just poisonous insects, rats and ants, so he had to be more careful.

It's too wet and cold, I'm afraid it's not good for the wound.

He hastily took out his cloak and spread it on the ground, and asked the executive to meditate to heal his wounds first, and then took out the incense that drove away poisonous insects and flying ants from the Qiankun bag.

After carefully burning the incense and seeing the light smoke curling up, Lu Wangyu's frown slightly relaxed.

He raised his head and asked worriedly, "Execution, how do you feel now?"

He reached out and touched Zhiyue's forehead, which was covered with cold sweat.

He rubbed his fingertips lightly for a moment, the movements of his hands were extremely gentle, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

Wei Zhiyue obediently accepts his brother's comfort.

Like a child who accidentally ate honey, he bent his eyes and smiled, and replied: "Senior Brother, I'm fine... Just like Yaoling, I can slowly recover."

The clothes on Wei Zhiyue's body were already soaked in blood and cold sweat, a gust of cold wind passed by, the chill seemed to seep into his bones and blood, and he shivered from the cold.

Lu Wangyu felt his slight trembling, his brows were still deeply furrowed.

He rubbed Zhiyue's head, and said: "I'm going to find some dry firewood now, and arrange a hidden formation outside by the way. You wait here for me obediently..."

"Don't be afraid, I won't go far, senior brother is right beside you."

Wei Zhiyue nodded, with complete trust in his eyes.

With a smile, he watched his senior brother leave, but his face turned pale in an instant, and his breath also weakened rapidly.

He was trembling with pain, feeling that the cold air was spreading deep into his bone marrow, and the blood vessels in his whole body were being cut inch by inch by the knife.

Zhanyue sword entered her body, but it was completely different from Yaoling.

Yaoling is a means of control, so as long as she stays away, she can indeed recover slowly.

The moon-cutting sword, it is a sacred weapon that can cut the moon out of its sheath, and its sword intent is naturally not to be underestimated.

The sword that Wei Zhiyue received was definitely not as easy and harmless as he said.

He struggled to prop up his body, and took two staggering steps into the cave, but his eyes turned black, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't take a third step.

With a stagger, he fell heavily to the ground, and the bright red blood overflowed from his mouth unstoppably.His patience and pretense had reached the limit.

He knelt down on the ground, silently enduring the extreme pain of the sword intent running wildly in his body, cold sweat and blood, drop by drop fell on the ground.

There is a sharp-edged, crystal-clear gravel on the ground.

Wei Zhiyue tried to focus on other things to distract himself, so as to endure the wave after wave of pain.

His gaze turned slightly, and finally landed on his sleeve, which half of the sleeve was completely stained red with blood.

It was the blood on the senior brother's back, it was the senior brother's blood that was stained on him when he was being supported.

He thought of the whip that his senior brother had carried for him again, and his heart hung high again.

Senior brother is seriously injured, his wound has not been healed, is it still oozing blood...

Just now, he should have asked his brother to take care of the wound before going out.

But at that time, he knew that he couldn't stand it anymore, even if the senior brother stayed for a second longer, he would reveal his secrets, and his disguise would be completely shattered.

Therefore, he could only pretend that he didn't care, that he forgot about the whip his senior brother received.

He could only selfishly let his brother go out with injuries to cover up what he wanted to hide.

The raging sword intent in his body finally calmed down, and Wei Zhiyue panted lightly intermittently.

He slowed down for a while, then stretched out his hand tremblingly, brushing over the sand, gravel and soil beside him, and hastily covered up the blood on the ground.

Senior brother is still injured, he must not let senior brother worry about it anymore.

When Lu Wangyu came back with dry firewood, Wei Zhiyue was closing his eyes to heal his injuries.

The rustling footsteps startled the people with closed eyes, Wei Zhiyue opened them, his pupils were clear.

"Senior brother, you are back."

Lu Wangyu put down the firewood, leaned over and touched Zhiyue's forehead again.It was still a little cold, but it was slowly returning to normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Zhiyue smelled the strong smell of blood from his senior brother, and his heart tightened.

On the surface, he didn't show it at all, and said slowly: "Brother, let me help you bandage the wound..."

Lu Wangyu carefully avoided the outstretched hand of Zhiyue. He lowered his eyes and declined with a smile: "But it's already evening now, and I'm hungry. It's not too late to eat something before bandaging."

Lu Wangyu knew in his heart that the wound must look extremely miserable... If he could hide it for a while, at least, he had to wait until Zhi Yuean finished his meal properly.

Seeing that the executive was looking at him determinedly, those clear eyes seemed to have seen through the thoughts behind him.

He didn't back down at all, but looked back with a smile in his eyes, looking very gentle.

But the person in front of him knew how stubborn his senior brother was.

Wei Zhiyue no longer insisted, he could only make a quick decision.He stared at his senior brother and replied softly: "Okay, we will take the medicine after eating."

Night finally fell, and in the caves of the barren mountains, a warm yellow fire was ignited.

Lu Wangyu's upper body was bare, and the wound on his back stretched obliquely from the shoulder blade to the waist. Although it was not deep, it was too long, so it was difficult to bandage.

Wei Zhiyue carefully applied the medicine to him, and then set the fire beside him.

After he added more firewood and the fire was well lit, he had time to go back and take care of Lu Wangyu.

Half of the man's face was shrouded in warm light and half hidden in shadow.

He was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and his long and curled eyelashes cast a shadow under the reflection of the fire, which happened to cover the slightly dark blue under his eyes.

Brother is too tired during this time.

Not only the physical exhaustion of running around, but also the endless sense of urgency and pressure psychologically.

Wei Zhiyue finally had the opportunity to look at him unscrupulously.

Ever since he understood his unknown intentions, he never dared to keep his eyes on that person too much.

Because the eyes are the biggest traitor.

There are too many feelings, and I always think that I can bury them silently in my heart, but they will always be betrayed by the eyes unconsciously.

Like hate.

Another example is love.

When Lu Wangyu just took the medicine, dense beads of sweat oozed from Lu Wangyu's forehead in pain.

Wei Zhiyue carefully moved forward, wanting to wipe him clean, but he was afraid of disturbing his rare rest.

Holding a handkerchief, he hesitated for a while listening to his shallow breathing.

Suddenly, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and Lu Wangyu slightly opened his eyes.

His eyes were not as bright as they used to be, but rather hazy as if filled with misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River.

Seeing Wei Zhiyue staring blankly at him, Lu Wangyu unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he asked, "What's the matter..."

Now that he woke up, Wei Zhiyue didn't bother anymore, he wiped the cold sweat on Lu Wangyu's forehead with a handkerchief.

Where it touches, it is an abnormal temperature.

Wei Zhiyue frowned.

He put his whole hand on Lu Wangyu's forehead and said nervously: "Senior brother, you have a fever."

Lu Wangyu was a little groggy, his back was still in hot pain, but his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and he was still a little hot.

He rarely gets sick, but judging from that sporadic experience, he should have a fever.

Lu Wangyu stretched out his hand to grab the hand on his forehead and put it in his palm.

He smiled reassuringly, and said, "No...it's just that it's too close to the fire, and it's just warmed up."

Wei Zhi agreed to watch him open his eyes and talk nonsense, but he looked back very calmly.

After a while, Wei Zhiyue still lost his temper.

He would always do this, compromising to the person in front of him time and time again.

This time I can't let my brother do it.

Wei Zhiyue lowered his eyes, looked at the hand he was holding, and calmly warned himself.

He raised his eyes, taking advantage of Lu Wangyu's slow reaction, he silently pressed his forehead against it.

Sure enough, it was feverish.

He carefully felt the touch from his forehead, the temperature was slightly higher than usual, but it was not high fever.

Wei Zhiyue revealed his lie softly: "You are lying, you have a fever."

Lu Wangyu felt the weak air flow brought up by the person beside his cheek when he spoke softly.The air flowed slightly, setting off an ambiguous undercurrent for no reason.

The foreheads of the two were still touching, and even the tips of their noses were close to touching each other.

As long as I look up, I will kiss.

A faint voice flashed in Lu Wangyu's mind.

Like a feather, it fell gently into the quiet heart lake, without a sound.

The next second, he raised his head slightly.

Their lips touched for only a brief moment.

Like the first snow in early winter, gently brushing over the hanging dead leaves.Then it melted into water, and led the dead leaves down one after another.

Immediately, his body was smashed to pieces.

For a moment, Lu Wangyu looked away as if awakened by a thunderstorm.

What am I doing?

are you crazy?

Lu Wangyu's heart beat so violently that it seemed to jump out of his chest.

He didn't dare to see Wei Zhiyue.He was afraid that fear and disgust would appear in those clear eyes.

Even with the blade of the enemy on his neck, he has never been so flustered.

Lu Wangyu could feel the stiffness of the people beside him, his palm was still covering his hand, but he didn't dare to move at all.

It's like holding a rare porcelain full of cracks.He held his breath for fear of disturbing the fragile peace.

Because of the low-grade fever, Lu Wangyu's thinking was chaotic, and his brain was sluggish like a paste.He tried his best to cheer up and think of countermeasures.

Is it because the fire light is too soft, because the atmosphere is too ambiguous?

Or, it's just a feverish and unclear mistake...

Suddenly, Lu Wangyu felt his shoulders sink, and his hands were slowly clenched.

Wei Zhiyue buried his head on his shoulder, his whole body was trembling slightly.

I am sorry.

Lu Wangyu wanted to apologize, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

are you cold?

He wanted to ask again.But it was also as if he had been choked by the throat and lost his voice. His lips moved, but he never said anything.

Inexcusable, nothing to say.

Suddenly, he felt a drop of water fall on his shoulder.

Then, a hoarse voice came from beside his ears.

"Brother, I like you..."

Lu Wangyu's heart that was still beating rapidly, together with his breathing, stopped for a moment.

Immediately, another tear fell down, and it hit his chest with a heavy weight.

He heard the familiar, hoarse voice again, trembling again, as if with the determination to break the boat.

"Brother, I like you."

Suddenly, Lu Wangyu's eyes became hot.