The original misunderstood me! ! !

When Situ Yi woke up, he found that he had come to a strange place.

The place is cramped and narrow, surrounded by walls made of rubble and bricks, exuding a musty smell of damp, almost impenetrable to light.

Only one foot away, there was a gap in the broken masonry, and an orange light appeared faintly, accompanied by loud screams, flickering and flickering.

"..."

Situ Yi was stunned, didn't he just return to Xiaozhulou?

But after lying on the couch and resting for a while, why did you come here when you opened your eyes?

This was really weird, even though Situ Yi had a big heart, he didn't dare to act rashly. He first touched the Yan Luo knife hanging on his waist, but the result was nothing.

Situ Yi:?

After repeated confirmations, Situ Yi found that his knife, the magic weapon he carried with him, and the booklet of poems he was going to give to Luo Yu were all gone, and even the mana was suppressed and could not be used...

Situ Yi's mind went blank.

He must be dreaming!

Thinking of this, Situ Yi tentatively crawled forward - he seemed to be in a tunnel that only one person could crawl through.When the gap got closer and became within reach, Situ Yi leaned forward and pushed away a piece of gravel blocking his eyes with his hands.

The field of vision suddenly became clear, and all kinds of noisy voices were amplified several times and slammed into his ears.

Situ Yi was stunned.

He seemed to be in a high place. Looking down, he saw a crowd of people fleeing in all directions, screaming and shouting. Looking forward, he saw thousands of soldiers and arrows, and the sky-high flames burned the ancient city wall hundreds of feet high.

A few familiar figures stood on the city wall, looking down and chatting with each other.

Tianjiao three? Great Palace Master, Xi Wuming, Hua Yu, Chan Yi... and the left and right protectors, Feng Ting, Lei Jun.

Everyone held at least two heads.

It was bloody, and I couldn't see what it looked like.

Fortunately, even though the mana cannot be used, the hearing is still good.Situ Yi pricked up his ears, trying to distinguish the voices of different people from the chaos.

"The city is broken! The emperor and princes were all killed! The Tongtian Sect is going to change the dynasty, what's the matter with us old people?!"

"Bah! I won't be a subjugated slave until my death! Aren't you from Yu Kingdom?"

"Where is there any feather country! The country was wiped out, the blood of the royal family was cut off, and no one survived! It's important to run for your life!!!"

Hearing these words, Situ Yi was startled, thinking, isn't Yu Mei a native of Yu Country?

She is exactly the only surviving princess after the destruction of Yu Kingdom.

"..." Situ Yi shuddered.

Did he enter Luo Yu's memory, or did he enter some kind of illusion?

Master and Xianjun both said that the Tongtian Sect would attack at any time, could this be a trap for the enemy?

Before Situ Yi could figure it out, his eyes suddenly froze.

A small figure appeared in the chaotic crowd—she was dressed in a blue sarong, her hair was disheveled, and she was in a state of embarrassment.From Situ Yi's perspective, he couldn't clearly see the expression of Luo Yu, who was only six or seven years old at the time, but the little girl's choked-up sobs passed through countless voices and fell on his ears.

"Let go? Me! I won't go——!!!"

"Father, mother... um!"

The tall man in black next to him covered the girl's mouth, and did not let go of the blood dripping from her bite. "Miss Dian..., the old master has an order, and the subordinates must protect the safety of the young lady."

After finishing speaking, the man in black ignored Luo Yu's struggle and slashed Luo Yu's neck with a knife.

Luo Yu tilted his head and passed out. He was embraced by the black man and rushed out of the city gate together with the surrounding refugees.

Situ Yi only felt a cluster of flames ignite from the bottom of his heart, and before he thought about it, his body moved first—he violently broke through the bricks and soil around him that blocked his vision, and jumped down from the secret passage.

"Sister Yu—!"

Situ Yi's feet were empty, but he didn't land on the ground. Countless colorful patches flowed past him, like a space-time tunnel, transporting him to another scene.

After the dizziness passed, Situ Yi regained his eyesight.

He was surprised to find that Luo Yu, whom he had desperately chased but failed to catch up with, was actually beside him.

Situ Yi turned around subconsciously, and immediately hugged the little Luo Yu: "Sister Yu, are you alright?"

But his hands passed through the figure and hugged nothing.

Situ Yi was even more confused.

...Is this sister Yu a fake?

Is it just an illusion?

No matter how horrified and incredible Situ Yi's expression was, Luo Yu beside him was not affected, as if he couldn't perceive Situ Yi's existence.

She still looks about six or seven years old, wearing a small blue skirt, made of ordinary linen, very simple and rough.There are two little Jiujiu tied on the top of the head, and they are wrapped with a blue cloth several times. I don't know who wrote it. The two little Jiujiu are one high and one low, and they are clearly crooked.

If it wasn't for her expression of sullenness, biting her lips, she seemed to be trying her best to suppress her anger, and she looked like an ordinary little peasant girl.

Luo Yu seemed to be in a lot of pain, and stretched out his hand to tear off the cyan cloth belt, returning to his disheveled appearance.He went to tug at his skirt again, with such strength that he wished to tear the skirt to pieces.

Situ Yi had almost never seen Luo Yu like this, and felt distressed and a little frightened at the same time.

He thought, what happened to sister Yu?

Is the skirt uncomfortable?

Where are they again?

Situ Yi finally came back to his senses, and began to look around, and found that they seemed to have come to a cave again.

The surroundings are still dim, except for a little yellow light in a small crack not far away.

Luo Yu tore the hem of the skirt to pieces, so that she was barely naked, just stood there, clenched her fists, her chest heaved violently, and walked over after a while, her eyes looked out through the narrow hole .

The scene outside the cave fell into the eyes of Situ Yi and Luo Yu at the same time, so tragic that Situ Yi's hair stood on end and he almost vomited.

There was blood and minced meat all over the place.

A few men in black knelt on the ground with their heads down, reckless.

They had obviously been tortured. Some had their arms removed, some their legs, and some had their flesh gouged out. Their chests were bloody and bloody, with only a few pale ribs exposed.

Zen Yi was dressed in a golden cassock, holding a Tiangang pestle, holding the handle upwards, forcing one of the men in black to look up.

The man's neck made a "cracking" sound, and when he raised his head, two lines of blood and tears flowed down the empty eye sockets that had no eyeballs.

"I'll give you one last chance," Chan Yi said indifferently, "Where is Luo Yu?"

The mouth of the man in black murmured, and after a while, blood gushed from his mouth.

Unable to bear the humiliation, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

Luo Yu trembled all over, and Situ Yi also felt cold all over.

In the deathly silence, Zen Yi stomped the Tiangang pestle on the ground with a "boom": "Blow up all the caves, dig three feet into the ground, and find Luo Yu for me."

The surrounding Catholics said in unison: "Yes!"

They lit a fire and blew smoke at the entrance of the cave, and the flames and thick smoke quickly followed the secret passage extending in all directions, covering Luo Yu and Situ Yi who were hiding in it.

Situ Yi was surprised to find that although he couldn't touch Luo Yu, he could still feel the strong smell of smoke, and he was also choked by it so that he couldn't breathe.

What is going on here? !

"Boom--"

The mountain wall above the head suddenly made a muffled sound, cracked in all directions, and huge rocks shattered and fell down one after another.

The rock wall in front of them was also overwhelmed and cracked, and it collapsed completely in just a few breaths, exposing Luo Yu and Situ Yi to everyone.

"there!!"

"Found Luo Yu!!!"

The Tianjiao believer rushed over with a smirk, the sword in his hand glowing with blood.

In desperation, Situ Yi completely forgot the fact that he had no magic power. In three or two steps, he stepped over the piled up rocks, bent down to pick up a sword from the dead man in black, and stood in front of the small In front of the girl in Tsing Yi.

"……do not come!!!"

Almost at the same time, the scene before Wen Yue's eyes changed, from the jade steps of the fairy gate where blood flowed into a river, to a magnificent palace.

The palace is inlaid with gold and jade, which is extremely luxurious. Dozens of night pearls as big as lanterns are inlaid on the jade bibs on both sides, emitting a faint light.

The boy in white knelt in the hall, his knees oozing blood, his hands clenched into fists, hanging by his sides.

"Master... I was wrong." He raised his head and said hoarsely.

Wen Yue hid behind a painted red beam, as if he had been deliberately placed in such a "peeping" position, his breathing gradually became heavy, and his heart beat faster and faster.

At the top of the main hall, Yin Changli was dressed in a black robe with python pattern, sitting casually on a jade couch that was more expensive than the dragon chair of an emperor in the world, propping his chin with one hand, and leaning forward slightly.

His eyes fell on Yu Zheyuan who was kneeling down, his eyes were calm and seemingly bottomless: "Where is the mistake?"

"The fault is that you shouldn't disobey Master, and blame Master's kindness." The young man gritted his teeth.

"Then what should we do?"

Hearing this, Yu Zheyuan pursed his pale lips, kowtowed and said, "Master, please punish me."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yue's heart choked.

If? Just now at the foot of Xianmen Mountain and Yin Changli looked at each other, Wen Yue still suspected that it was his own illusion.At this moment, he was absolutely sure that this Yin Changli was definitely not a phantom, he clearly knew his existence!

——On the jade couch, Yin Changli raised the corners of his lips and smiled casually. His eyes passed through the hall and fell on Wen Yue's face who was hiding behind the red pillar.

The eyes of the two suddenly met, and Wen Yue felt that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Yin Changli said lightly: "Then let's start with the colorless array."

The scene changes again!

It seemed only for a moment, and it seemed as long as a lifetime.Wen Yue watched helplessly as the young man grew up little by little, from a green sapling to a bamboo-like young man, with extraordinary talent and unparalleled appearance, shining brightly like a dazzling pearl.

However, these are only scratching the surface.

He saw with his own eyes how Yu Zheyuan trusted and relied on Yin Changli. For a long time, he regarded his master as the only god? The battle almost ruined his own life.

Yin Changli said: "Your enemy has been found. It is your parents' enemy, many times stronger than you."

"Zheyuan, you can only improve your cultivation as soon as possible and avenge your revenge if you do what I say."

"Master is for your own good."

Yu Zheyuan had no doubts.

In Wen Yue's view, Yin Changli's so-called "training" was clearly perverted torture. Countless times, he saw that young man on his heart? Scarred and nearly died under various formations and talismans.

Occasionally, Yu Zheyuan would be confused—was Master being too strict with him?

But Yin Changli was the one who took him out of the endless hell when he was most desperate.

Hua Yu always wanted to poison him to death, but it was Yin Changli who stopped him so that he survived.

Yin Changli taught him everything, even the third palace master and the two protectors felt jealous.

His cultivation base and swordsmanship were all taught by Yin Changli.

This is like a master like a father, even if the master asked him to take his own life, he might not hesitate...

It wasn't until Yin Changli personally tore apart the disguise and revealed the truth that Yu Zheyuan realized that everything was just a deliberate deception.

That day, when Yin Changli saw him breaking out of the formation, he suddenly showed a helpless smile, and said to him, "Zheyuan, come here, and I will tell you a secret as a teacher."

He waved his sleeves, and the scene of the bloody massacre ten years ago was replayed in the water mirror.

A man in black raised his sword and climbed up the stairs like a ghost. He killed one person in ten steps and slaughtered all Yuzheyuan Xianmen.

Then, he appeared at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the collapsed and dying teenager to roll down from the jade platform of a thousand feet, hugging his leg and begging him to save him.

"Ten years ago, I calculated that my teacher had a death kalpa, and it should be on you."

"But when Master saw you, he suddenly didn't want to kill you."

"..."

Yu Zheyuan thought that he had hallucinations, or fell into a nightmare.Otherwise? Why was everything he saw and heard so terrifying and absurd?

Seeing his dazed, unbelievable look, Yin Changli approached him again, repeated it, and then? Satisfied to see Yu Zheyuan's eyes tearing apart, he vomited a mouthful of blood: "...so... you slaughtered me!" Manmen...bring me back to trample and humiliate me?"

Wen Yue's eyes darkened.

Yin Changli didn't answer this question directly, but just calmly said with a smile: "Actually, the teacher is also wondering why you can never die."

"That's why I decided not to kill you, but to use another? Way to break the death calamity."

Wen Yue was thus forced to witness Yu Zheyuan's first half of his life.

From the massacre of the Immortal Gate, the loss of his parents, to being deceived and insulted by him, "acknowledging the thief as a teacher"... to the time when Yin Changli got tired of playing, and personally exposed the lies, shaking the truth bloody on the jade fold In front of Yuan.

He saw Yu Zheyuan's faith collapsed in an instant, and he was almost insane, falling into the abyss of darkness.

He struggled in that abyss, and wanted to kill Yin Changli countless times, but because Yin Changli had taught him all his cultivation skills, Yin Changli crushed his tendons, took away all his cultivation, and completely became a A cripple.

"The teacher taught you, and now you should return it."

The white/pure spiritual power flew out from the? young man? like a clear stream, continuously flowing into Yin Changli's body.

Yin Changli's "calamity" was finally used by him, and there was only one Yuzheyuan left... Dead or not, what difference does it make?

The last? The scene fell in the colorless formation, by the stream that Wen Yue had seen.

The young man was covered in blood, lying motionless in the grass, like a dilapidated corpse.

The last thing in Wen Yue's mind? A string broke, his eyes were red, and he ran towards Yuzheyuan in the illusion!