The original misunderstood me! ! !

Situ Yi completely forgot to dodge.

If you extend that moment, you can see Situ Yi's pupils dilated extremely rapidly, reflecting a bit of the cold light pierced by the Lingyun sword.

Accompanied by the sound of "poof--", the blade grazed his mandible, and his skin felt a cold tingling sensation.

Blood gushed out immediately.

While this sword stabbed Situ Yi, it also broke his invisibility talisman.

Luo Yu saw Situ Yi sitting on the ground in a daze, whose face was disfigured by his sword, his scalp exploded, and his voice changed: "...Ah Yi?!"

How could he appear here? !

Situ Yi touched his face in a daze, and felt a blood-red palm.But neither blood nor pain can grab his attention, his mind is full of Luo Yu's voice, Luo Yu's flat chest, Luo Yu's eight-pack abs...

It's like a nightmare from the sky!

And the protagonist of the nightmare is still running towards him, squatting down, stretching out his hand, as if wanting to see his wound.

"Snapped--!"

Situ Yi looked terrified, and subconsciously knocked off Luo Yu's hand.

Luo Yu's hand paused in the air, and it turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But now is not the time to get entangled in these minutiae. If he hurt Situ Yi, or revealed a secret that he had hidden for many years, Situ Yi would of course be angry.

Thinking this way, Luo Yu forced himself to take a deep breath, pressed Situ Yi's shoulder with his left hand, and went to Qiankun bag to take out medicine with his right hand.

He took out the golden sore medicine to stop the bleeding, and put it in front of Situ Yi. Just as his fingers were about to touch Situ Yi's wound, Situ Yi suddenly exerted all his strength and broke free from his left hand, and stepped back with both hands and feet. took several steps.

His eyes were wide open, full of fear and helplessness, seeing Luo Yu was like seeing a demon.

Luo Yu's heart was stabbed severely.

"You're injured, do you want to apply medicine!" He suppressed his irritability, and whispered, "Now don't be awkward, okay?"

Situ Yi's face was as pale as paper.

He looked at Luo Yu in front of him, except for his familiar face, everything was extremely strange.

... Where's his sister Yu?

...Why did his sister Yu suddenly disappear? !

Situ Yi felt sad, his nose was sore, and his eyes filled with tears quickly, as if he would cry at any moment.

Luo Yu was stung by those tears, and for the first time, he questioned himself whether he was "heinous".

"Don't cry...this is for you!" Luo Yu untied a Qiankun bag from his waist, threw it into Situ Yi's arms, and said sullenly, "Did you hear that? I didn't mean to steal the master The magic weapon, but Bizhufeng has been destroyed, these things have to be moved."

"I didn't mean to speak ill of you! Yin Changli is still alive? It's dangerous for you to follow me."

"But, but," Situ Yi stared at Luo Yu with red eyes, and choked up the final confirmation, "...are you really a boy?"

Luo Yu paused: "...Yes."

"Wow!!!" Situ Yi's world completely collapsed.

Obtaining Luo Yu's confirmation with his own ears cut off his last hope that "I was wrong, sister Yu might be changing her face", Situ Yi stood up staggeringly, and the Qiankun bag fell to the ground.

While crying, he held out the Red Flame Knife, and his whole body almost rolled onto the back of the knife, wanting to get out of here.

Luo Yu roared: "Situ Yi——!"

He wanted to use the driving sword to stop Situ Yi, but Situ Yi directly threw a bunch of talismans, violently breaking through the mountain wall.

"Boom--"

The rock wall shattered, the rocks fell, and the billowing smoke and dust blocked Luo Yu's sight.

Luo Yu gritted his teeth and wanted to chase after him, but the shadow guard's voice transmission came from his ear: [Your Highness, time is running out. 】

[Instead of chasing after him now, why not cast a tracking spell. 】

Luo Yu stayed where he was, and could only watch Situ Yi disappear before his eyes? He didn't even take the universe bag he gave him.

……

Facing the news of Xue Yi and Yu Zheyuan's death, Wen Yue was exhausted physically and mentally, and almost fainted. Unexpectedly, his stupid apprentice looked even worse than him. He was so out of breath from crying that he almost passed out.

"Wuuuuuu, Master, my sister Yu is gone..."

"Luo Yu is a liar, he has abdominal muscles, more than mine..."

"Also? My sister Yu, wow..."

Before a stick of incense, Situ Yi came to Yunyu Pavilion with his sword, and when he saw Wenyue, he rolled to the ground, crying loudly, as if he had been wronged by heaven.

Wen Yue got a shocking piece of information from Situ Yitian's crying like the earth was breaking - Luo Yu was actually a man? !

He thought he had heard it wrong.

After repeated confirmations and repeatedly poking Situ Yi's scars, Wen Yue had to accept the cruel reality with his stupid apprentice - the heroine of the original book is actually a man, and his stupid apprentice was not only hung up, but even his underwear ? Been cheated.

Luo Yu is actually a male green tea!

However, Yu Zheyuan encountered an accident, and there was no body left...

The double blow and the absurd reality pushed Wen Yue's spirit to the limit, and the boundless pain and burnout swallowed his consciousness.

Wen Yue's eyes darkened.

When he regained consciousness again, there was a faint fragrance of medicine around him.Wen Yue felt that a thin layer of eyelids weighed like a thousand weights, and a layer of dim light penetrated into it.

It seems to be night.

He struggled to open his eyes, the first thing he saw was the flickering candle not far away.When his gaze was focused, Xie Zishu's face appeared in front of Wen Yue's eyes?

"You're finally awake, Brother Wen."

Xie Zishu's eyebrows were outlined delicately by the candlelight like an ink painting. When he lowered his head to stare at Wen Yue, the corners of his eyes naturally turned up, as if there was a gentle smile on his face.

He brought a medicine bowl from the table, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and asked Wen Yue with his eyes.

Wen Yue: "...Thank you, I will do it myself."

When he sat up, he found himself lying in a room he had never seen before, with Situ Yi sleeping beside him, the tears on his face had dried.

Wen Yue took the medicine bowl, stared down at the dark brown soup for a moment, and asked hoarsely, "Is it poisonous?"

Xie Zishu: "No."

Wen Yue nodded, endured the bitterness and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing his actions like this, a strange light flashed in Xie Zishu's eyes: "...Brother Wen, don't you doubt me?"

Wen Yue shook his head, thinking, of course he can't completely trust Xie Zishu.But right now, it seems that Xie Zishu took him and Situ Yi away from Bizhufeng. It is also true that Xie Zishu saved him many times before.

Besides this person in front of him, who else could he trust?

When a person encounters a catastrophe and is physically and mentally exhausted, many things don?

Xie Zishu was persuasive: "Then, brother Wen, do you have anything to ask?"

Wen Yue was silent for a moment: "How is Ah Yi?"

Xie Zishu: "It's just that my mind was agitated, and I fell asleep after losing my strength."

Wen Yue: "How did you bring us out?"

"I didn't bring you out, I couldn't enter Bizhu Peak," Xie Zishu said, "It was your apprentice who brought you out when you passed out, saying that you were seriously injured?"

"This child is still under a tracking spell." Xie Zishu said, "After I told him, he seemed very scared. Please let me break the spell and take you away as soon as possible."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue turned his head to look at Situ Yi's sleeping face, and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse—the child's eye sockets were black and black, and his eyes were swollen like walnuts. Fortunately, the pulse condition was relatively stable, which was basically consistent with what Xie Zishu said.

"Then, Brother Wen, do you have any other doubts?" Xie Zishu asked.

This question was almost an "express", as if he was afraid that Wen Yue would not be interested in his real identity.

Wen Yue let out a long sigh and said, "Who the hell are you? Why have you saved me so many times?"

The smile in Xie Zishu's peach blossom eyes was even stronger.

"Before? You and I had our own concerns and met under false identities. Now that I know Brother Wen's true identity, I should re-introduce myself." Xie Zishu said, "My surname is Xie, and I have a single name." 'word, I studied under Zangyi Sanren, and is the only disciple under the master's knee."

"But I should have a senior brother."

Xie Zishu smiled and took out a white jade bone fan from his sleeve, and when he gently shook the fan leaves, there was a clear song of a bird in the bone fan.

Almost at the same moment, Wen Yue was surprised to find that the bone sword he had put into his Qiankun bag was about to move, and let out a weak long moan, as if responding to the white jade bone fan.

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue was stunned and looked at Xie Shu.

"That's right. That's what you think." Xie Shu said, "The phoenix bone fan and dragon bone sword are a pair of peerless magic weapons left by my master."

"Twenty years ago, the Dragon Bone Sword was stolen by traitors and disappeared. Before the master became immortal, he made a last wish. If anyone can bring the Dragon Bone Sword back to life, that person will be his other disciple, that is, mine. Brother."

"Senior brother can make it easy for me to find." Xie Zishu said with a smile.