Beautiful teacher on the sedan chair

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The master once said that he hated being betrayed the most. Xia Leng was the first person to betray the master. He lied to the master and made the master into a cold person. His master must not be like this. Who would be born It is a person with a cold heart and a heartless heart. He recalled his former master.

He must be a gentle person...

But he was really scared, afraid that Master would regard him as the second Xia Leng, he was not, he was not!He will never be like that!

In the cold and dark night, the silence of no one, the coldness of death, Lianqi passed out on the ground, having nightmares over and over again, and the dreams that could not wake up were like an abyss, exhausted, and reached the end of the road.

"Lian Qi, you deceived me as a teacher."

The familiar voice lingered in his ears, like a spell, it was his talisman, making him sad.

"Lian Qi, you left without saying goodbye, nothing you said counts, and your oath is nullified."

No!Master, every word of my words is true, my oath will never be revoked, I don't want to leave you, I don't want...I don't...

"Well..." Warm blood overflowed from his mouth, and his eyes looked at a dark ice prison. He had nothing left, he had nothing to do, and he couldn't forget his master's frosty eyes. The blood-red brocade coat...

Qian Yu, his Qian Yu!

Lianqi crawled on the ground, reached out to touch the cold and dirty ground, looking for Qian Yu's figure, enduring the pain all over his body, he groped on the ground.

"Qianyu, where are you? Qianyu..."

"You must be fine, right? You'll be fine, Qian Yu..." Lian Qi trembled, pushing aside layers of dry grass, and touched a figure.

"Chiba?!"

The feathers of the man on the ground scattered all over the ground, his body was cold, but he turned into a human. He shook the man's body vigorously, patted his face with his hands, and whispered in his ear.

"Young master..." Qian Yu was dizzy and nauseous from his shaking, and reached out to grab his hand. The two icy hands touched each other, and Lianqi's hand was actually a bit colder than his.

"Qian Yu, you're awake!" Lian Qi excitedly supported him, and the two leaned against the cold ice wall.

Qian Yu finally understood why Lian Qi's hands were a little bit colder than his. It turned out that he had also taken Pi Yuan Pill, and he could feel that the person in front of him had no magic power, just like an ordinary person, unable to resist this overwhelming attack. The cold, even the wounds on the body are difficult to heal.

What kind of pain must have been endured, the scars left by those bone whips looked much more terrifying than his own, without the body protection of the demon core, how painful it would be.

"Young Master, is your body in pain?" Qian Yu stretched out his hand to touch his wound, the blood had already solidified on the wound, and his body was still covered with frost.

"No, I'm fine, Chiba."

Qian Yu condensed the demon power on his wound, repairing the skin and flesh on his body where the bones could be seen, a steady stream of demon power poured into his body, it seemed that even the chill that had nowhere to hide began to gradually dissipate.

"Qianyu, you haven't taken the Piyuan Pill?" Lianqi grabbed his wrist, preventing him from continuing to heal himself.

"Young master, the Piyuan Pill is very precious, okay? Do you think anyone can eat it? The Wan Yao Queen and Si Ming have also put in a lot of effort. I, a bird spirit who was beaten back to my original shape, had to pretend to be dead to escape." A catastrophe."

"It's great that you're fine Qian Yu... If you die, how can I be worthy of my father?"

Lian Qi lowered her head and blamed herself: "But I can't even protect the person I like. Master is in the Wan Yao Temple and was humiliated by the Wan Yao Queen, but I can't do anything, I can't do anything... Master sacrificed his life to save me, I am really a bastard, I am useless!"

"I'm sorry Master..."

"Young master...they are full of tricks and come prepared, how can you be their opponent."

Lian Qi stood up in resentment, and walked towards the door of the cold iron prison with heavy steps. His hands grabbed the black iron with all his might, the ice was piercing, and the seal hit his body, and his hands were dripping with blood.

"Why did you treat me like this, what did I do wrong, why did you treat my master like this. Could it be that this is my fate... How can I be willing..."

"Young master! Don't do this!" Qian Yu desperately pulled him away, and the two of them were sealed back to the ground together, and fell to the hard and cold ground.

Lian Qi fell to the ground in a daze, he hated himself for being helpless: "Qian Yu... am I useless?"

"No, no, young master, you are the best person I have ever seen, and you are already very powerful."

"If you can leave, you must leave me alone, leave here, and don't come back."

"Young Master..." Qian Yu choked up, pulled Lian's bloody hands, and the continuous demon power poured into his body, repairing his hands that he could no longer see.

"I won't leave you, young master, I haven't seen you kill Yuan Wu, that mad woman and Siming, the throne of the Wan Yao Temple belongs to you!"

"belong to me……"

"Yes, that position, except for you, young master, no one is worthy to sit on it. You are the master of the demon clan."

Qian Yu melted the Yin Jue sword hidden in his body from his hand, and handed it to Lian Qi, holding his healed hand tightly: "Young master, your sword."

"Yinjue...my sword..." Lianqi hugged her tightly in her arms, feeling the sorrowful cry of the sword intent, and also felt the expectations of the master for him. When the master gave him Yinjue, he must have been full of himself expectation and trust.

But what did he do... He left without saying goodbye, he underestimated the master's feelings for him, he made the master fall into danger in the demon world, he is a bastard...

He himself used to keep saying that he wanted to become stronger and guard his master, but eight years later, the master was still guarding him.

"Hmm..." Lian Qi lowered his head and sobbed, the blood in his body was churning.

"Young master! You are thinking about it."

"It's cold in the demon realm. When I was close to death, I put away your Yinjue sword, young master, not to let you see things and think about people here. Young master, you must cultivate the blood in your body and let the wound heal quickly, so that you can have a healthy life." Opportunities go out from here."

"Yes." Lian Qi swallowed the blood in his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Get out from here."

There are still people waiting for him, how can he die, he can't die.

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Inside the Hall of Thousand Monsters, a long chain of ice is wrapped around the stone pillars of the main hall. Looking along the chain, one can see a crimson hem of clothes, and the iron chain is winding under the feet, locking a lonely figure.

The night was silent, and the man in the crimson robe walked under his feet, with the sound of tinkling bells, echoing in this tall and empty Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters, like Shura who was shackled and shackled in hell, wandering in this cold and dark night. The place of decline.

Eight years... It took him eight years... to change his shackles.

Eight years, in exchange for him to become a useless person.

The sound of footsteps came gradually, and Si Ming walked towards the main hall with Yanyan Yanyan, the fantasy demon girl. The two chattered endlessly, and walked in front of Shao Tangyin without any scruples.

"Your Highness...what are you doing in the hall at night, let's go and rest quickly."

However, Si Ming pushed away Meng Ji who was stuck to him, and walked towards Shao Tangyin, his profane eyes wandered over Shao Tangyin's crimson clothes, looking back and forth.

"This red dress is really charming."

Meng Ji stepped forward, pulled Si Ming's sleeve and said, "It's a good thing to look good, but it's a pity that she belongs to the queen."

"So what?" Si Ming's lips curled into a playful smile: "As long as His Highness likes it, you can't get it. The empress mother's temperament is changeable, and sooner or later she will get tired of it."

"Hahaha... That's true, the queen's most indispensable thing is a male favorite."

Si Ming pulled the Fantasy Fairy Girl away and pushed towards Shao Tangyin, looking at the indifferent person, he became interested: "I'll give you a chance to use your ability to seduce him."

"Your Highness..." Fanmeng Yaoji let out a coquettish groan, looked at Shao Tangyin, couldn't help feeling turbulent in her heart, and then turned to look at Si Ming: "Your Highness, she is your woman, how can you seduce others."

"Are you going, or not?" Si Ming asked again.

"I……"

"If you can charm him, then it means that you, the Fantasy Fairy Fairy, really have tricks. My Highness will let you be the Fairy Queen when the time comes, okay?"

...to be the demon queen!

As soon as Si Ming said this, Meng Ji became even bolder, and she no longer pretended to be ostentatious.

After saying that, he strode forward and stretched out his hand towards Shao Tangyin, exuding a fragrance that disturbed his mind, his body was enchanting, his eyes were as charming as silk, and he held a mandala flower in his hand.

"Go away!" Shao Tangyin took a step back, held her breath, glared at Meng Ji and Siming, and listened to their shameless and humiliating words.

Meng Ji's red lips parted slightly, and her voice was silky: "Look into my eyes, and say it again."

"You're looking for death!" Shao Tangyin dodged the instigating spell, bent down and picked up the ice chains on the ground and held them tightly in her hands, wrapping them around Meng Ji's neck, tightening her hands hard, the ice chains sank into Meng Ji's skin , leaving blood marks on her neck in an instant.

"Ah... Your Highness... help me!"

Meng Ji struggled desperately, with choking tears overflowing from her eyes, Si Ming was taken aback by this sudden move, and quickly raised her palm to open Shaotangyin.

Shao Tangyin was sent flying by Si Ming's palm, and hit the stone pillar behind her, with blood dripping from her mouth, staring fiercely at Si Ming and the Phantasmal Fairy in his arms.

"Your Highness..." Meng Ji leaned against Si Ming's arms aggrieved, with bloody marks left by the ice chains around her neck.

"It's so arrogant! Hurting Your Highness's beloved concubine!" Si Ming took out the bone whip left by Queen Wan Yao, and raised his hand to wave it at Shao Tangyin, but Meng Ji grabbed his wrist.

"what are you doing?"

Meng Ji said: "Your Highness, if you hit him, the queen will find out."

"It's just a plaything. My Highness is just expressing my anger for you."

Meng Ji smiled and said: "The concubine has collected a lot of flower poisons today, and even developed a new poison, why not use him to test the poison, make him so painful, how about kneeling down and begging for mercy?"

Si Ming asked curiously, "Is that so good?"

Mengji raised her hand and flew out a cloud of black mist, which surrounded Shao Tangyin's body, and was inhaled into his body. Now that the inner alchemy is locked, naturally she can't hold her breath. The poisonous gas is inhaled into the body, and she suddenly has a splitting headache. A poisonous snake was biting, and his whole body was burning hot.

Fantasy Demon Girl proudly said: "Your Highness, do you still think his painful appearance is beautiful?"

Si Ming smiled, and hugged Meng Ji tightly, looking at the red-eyed person who was desperately enduring the torture, he was very satisfied: "Of course it's beautiful, but, concubine, we should go to rest."

At night, the boundless pain spread, and the flower poison caused hallucinations in front of my eyes. As the pain dissipated, it was accompanied by the poison, repeated torture.

Shao Tangyin struggled to lean against the stone pillar behind him, he was left alone in the hall again, his pain surged, his heart hurt like a knife, his feet began to feel weak, and he fell to sit on the cold ground.

In his life, he fell on two people, one is Xia Leng, the other is Lian Qi... Xia Leng was the person he trusted the most, but also the person who abandoned him most ruthlessly, and the other was raised by him himself apprentice, his apprentice...

He was wrong... Perhaps, he shouldn't have saved him back then, let alone brought him back to the Shaohua Gate, and he shouldn't have softened his heart, allowing him to break his bottom line and move his heart time and time again.

Why, is it just because of not letting go of being together for eight years...

Perhaps he was wrong from the moment he broke into Hantian, the Demon Realm, he was really, really in love.

He laughed that he had already fallen in love but didn't know it. He fell in love when he had skin-to-skin kiss with Lian for the first time.

But in the end, he still didn't get anything... From the moment he stepped out of the Youth Courtyard, he was looking for a result for his heart.He hoped that he would not see the wrong person again, but in the end, he was the one who was wrong.

He was thinking, if he could do it all over again, should he have compromised himself with Lian Qi... But everything in this world, once it happened, there is no room for turning back.

Crows were singing from all around. In the silent night, it was extraordinarily cold and strange. The people on the ground were struggling in pain, and the crimson clothes were scattered all over the ground.