Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

From Xianjianmen to Qingfeng, another piece of Nanzhu bloomed in the bamboo forest, and it will die soon.

At dusk and sunset, the big cat huddled on the wicker chair, pressed the sandalwood box, narrowed its thick black eyes, and was wagging its tail boredly.

The rabbit didn't know which cave it hid in, and it disappeared.

Ye Wuchen stood in front of the window, still wearing the same blood-like wedding dress, so luxurious and conspicuous, with gold and silver threads on the edge, every stitch seemed to be fatal.

After all, Mo Yun had no intention of marrying him, so that day he suddenly put on the wedding dress and married him in a red sedan chair.

He remembered that his master didn't like being treated as a woman.

So the wedding was held so unexpectedly, Ye Wuchen didn't think much about it.

A big white cat jumped from the window sill, and with a light jump, it landed on his shoulder and sat up, rubbing against his temples.

A sticky snoring sounded in his ears.

The system has already left, Mo Yun has also left, the seal is broken, and the memory is still there.

Why have I been alone all this time, unable to keep anyone.

He changed the wedding gown into the robe he usually wears, took the big cat on his shoulders into his arms, and went outside.

The sandalwood box on the rattan chair was still there, and Ye Wuchen sat on the stone chair, gently pinching the big cat's ears.

Everything is there, everything is gone.

Mo Yun left nothing behind...

No, he left everything behind, notes, glass bottles, bamboo hats with hanging gauze... many, many, to Qingfeng's chef, the big cat in his arms, and the spirit rabbit who always likes to hide.

Only Mo Yun himself was not left behind.

Disappeared in front of him, turned into a feather, arranged everything behind his back, and always hugged him wronged, looked at him with those crimson eyes full of water, and asked him for favor, the voice Dull and distressing.

The very few times when he called his name, he begged, "Wu Chen, at least let me walk with you."

But this bastard has already walked in front of him, so what's the good of him?

Always prying open the door of his heart, telling him not to hide things, but walking so far behind his back, and pretending to be trying to keep up with him.

asshole.

He sat there without moving, gently pinching the big cat's ears with his fingers, until finally he didn't even move his fingertips, the big cat purred, rubbed its chin against his fingers, and silently closed its eyes.

Her throat was choked up, and the more she thought about it, the more restless she became. Even her eyes, which were always bright, were covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't see anything clearly, and everything became hazy.

Ye Wuchen froze, did not close his eyes, did not even blink, finally raised his hand, wiped the soft eyelashes, put down the big cat, went to the rattan chair and picked up the sandalwood box.

Most of his cultivation was sealed here, because he was afraid of hurting Mo Yun after losing his feelings, but this worry seemed unnecessary.

He was also afraid that his own soul would fly away, and that Mo Yun would be left alone in the world, so most of his cultivation inside still protected the fragment of his split soul.

He planned to hand himself over to Mo Yun that day, but Mo Yun left without asking him.

The afterglow dyed the sky, and the light shrouded the white robe. In Ye Wuchen's memory, there was often the shadow of the Immortal Emperor. He would think how long it took Mo Yun to find him, and why he was so stupid... Doing all this just to he.

The plain sandalwood box was branded with the setting sun, Ye Wuchen put his fingertips on it, closed his eyes and concentrated, took out a bit of soul sealed inside, the white circled around his eyebrows, and melted into it.

Immediately afterwards, he began to send power into it, doing everything he could, whether it was spiritual power or the power of the main gods inherited from his soul.

Suddenly thick fog rolled up on the top of Zhiqing Peak, and the huge cloud and fog continued to press down.

Suddenly a beam of light broke through the black clouds, and the gloomy fog swirled around the peak. There was still the sound of lightning and thunder, but Ye Wuchen didn't notice it. He stood there hunting in white, his eyes like torches.

The main shrine is always very quiet. After all, there is no one there. Qing Jun walked around Mo Yun's main shrine, and panicked, "Did Mo Yun come back?"

As a system, Ye Yu has already gone to the system space to report tasks.

It was agreed before that Mo Yun would return to the main temple as soon as he left that plane. Qingjun knew that only when Mo Yun was on the verge of death would that plane erase his existence.

Therefore, Mo Yun only left a glimmer of life for himself, and Qing Jun had to take back Mo Yun's soul at the best time, so as not to let him die like this.

But why can't I find anyone?

Don't play it off.

Qing Jun walked quickly in the quaint main temple, his clothes rolled up, he passed by the bamboo forest, and saw the ice coffin stopped there.

He is now doing a blanket search, so of course he will go over to check it out. The ice coffin is crystal clear, and he can vaguely see a phantom of a person.

Mo Yun's soul is almost gone.

As soon as Qing Jun pushed open the coffin lid, the man who was about to perish opened his eyes, slowly straightened up, his face was pale, and he barely had the energy to speak.

He could feel the dissipation of the soul, the disappearance of the strength, Mo Yun looked at Qingjun and said: "Just send me to the construction station."

That was the place where the system was damaged during the repair mission. Qing Jun heard the words and refused on the spot.

"The system is the system, and you are the main god. If you are sent to the construction station, it will definitely damage your soul. I said before that I will take you to the main god's rescue point when you come back. It is better to go there to raise you like this."

The rescue point can repair the damaged soul, but the time is too long, and Mo Yun can't afford to wait.

"I want to go back quickly." Mo Yun stood up from the ice coffin with difficulty, the words he heard before leaving echoed in his mind over and over again.

"pain."

He couldn't imagine, with Ye Wuchen's character of smashing his teeth and swallowing his stomach, how painful it would be to make him cry out?

The two of them didn't touch each other until the end, not even touching their fingertips.

He had to go back quickly, and he couldn't keep Ye Wuchen waiting for too long.

His master will suffer to death.

Qing Jun wanted to catch Mo Yun and force him to take him to the rescue point, but just as he got started, Mo Yun consciously turned into a ball of white thorns and pierced his hands.

"I'm going to find him..." Mo Yun broke free from his grasp, floated forward for a certain distance, then fell down as if he couldn't hold on at all, and fell heavily on the ground.

Qing Jun was silent for a moment, and grabbed him without hesitation, "You will die."

However, as soon as he walked out of the main temple, there was another movement from the plane, and the main god blocked his way, "Where is Mo Yun?"

Qing Jun took out the white thorn ball that had struggled all the way and said, "Here."

The Lord God looked at the dying white thorn ball, and after a long silence, he said, "Come with me."

Ye Wuchen used all his strength to break through the gap between the plane and the space of the main god. The purpose was very simple. He just hoped to gather his almost disappeared soul with his own strength before Mo Yun disappeared.

His son looked gentle and calm, but he did the same thing that went through fire and water.

Is the peach blossom branch printed on the face just to strengthen the memory?

No, he split his already fragile soul, and the power stored on the peach blossom branch can temporarily remedy his missing soul, so that no one will find out.

But now, for Mo Yun, he gave all the power of the main gods in his soul, and even faced the danger of losing his cultivation, willing to become a mortal.

Both of them are protecting each other, no one loves less than the other, and both of them are willing to be the other's captive.

A few days later, Ye Wuchen woke up from the bed, opened his eyes very slowly, stared at Xiao Yichun who was full of worry on the bed, and was about to open his mouth to speak, when he heard the rare voice of senior brother who concealed anger.

"Ye Wuchen."

The first time Xiao Yichun called him by his name, his voice trembled abnormally. It took him a long time to control his emotions, "What did you encounter in the devil world, what did they do to you, you..."

"I'm fine." Ye Wuchen interrupted him, straightened up with difficulty, and repeated: "I'm fine."

"Cultivation is gone, soul is unstable, do you call this okay?" Xiao Yichun's eyes suddenly paused when he saw him, "Your eyes... Could it be controlled by some evil thing?"

"Eyes..." Ye Wuchen was stunned for a moment, thinking that the color of his pupils would probably change after the seal was removed, so he explained hastily, and finally moved out of Ye Lichuan, and Xiao Yichun reluctantly believed it.

"No discomfort?"

Ye Wuchen shook his head, what three words were there, "I'm fine."

He hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Well, has anyone been to Zhiqing Peak?"

Xiao Yichun didn't know what his question meant, so he mentioned the names of the people who had recently been to Qingfeng, and then asked: "What's wrong?"

"Mo..." Ye Wuchen still had some difficulty saying this surname, "Mo Yun, has he been here?"

Xiao Yichun was stunned, "Who is Mo Yun?"

Suddenly remembered the sentence when the system left.

[The main character died and was erased by the world]

Ye Wuchen's breathing was a bit stagnant, but he still didn't give up, "It's the Demon Lord...but he has already abdicated."

Xiao Yichun said: "Mozun? Mo Lingyun? She has just ascended the throne, how could she abdicate?"

"Then, who took me to the Demon Realm before?"

"A magic cultivator with a strong cultivation base."

"The apprentice I accepted before..." Ye Wuchen seemed to be unable to utter a complete sentence. Did he try his best to save Mo Yun?

"Your apprentice?" When Xiao Yichun said this, his expression was a little indescribable, he pondered for a moment and said: "Didn't your apprentice die during a mission?"

"……what?"

No matter what he asked, as long as it was about Mo Yun, Xiao Yichun's answer would be unfamiliar, he had never experienced it at all, but Xiao Yichun said it so calmly, as if everything had happened before.

Ye Wuchen leaned against the head of the bed helplessly, he was a little lucky, thinking that Mo Yun is the main god, maybe this world has wiped out his existence, but he is still alive in another place.

But if Mo Yun woke up, he wouldn't stop looking for him.

So he thought again... Could it be a dream?

Mo Yun, could it be his dream?

"Okay, you have a good rest. Although your cultivation base is gone, your spirit core is not damaged. You should be able to cultivate soon." Xiao Yichun sighed, let him lie down on the bed, and pressed his quilt tightly, "You Must be too tired."

As soon as Xiao Yichun left, Ye Wuchen endured the pain in his body to find the wedding dress that was withdrawn that day, but no matter what he couldn't find it, he obviously put it beside the bed.

He searched all over, but still couldn't find it.

The big cat jumped to the window sill, watching him rummaging through boxes and boxes with thick black eyes, wagging its tail, and brought another pure white spirit rabbit in its mouth.

Two small white figures suddenly fell in front of him, Ye Wuchen was taken aback, and squatted down, "Do you still remember, who brought you back?"

"Meow……"

The big cat jumped into his arms and rubbed against his neck, very docile.

Ye Wuchen looked at the ignorant rabbit on the ground, picked it up, walked out with the two little things in his arms, saw the slightly shaking wicker chair outside, and suddenly felt a little weak.

He still didn't know Mo Yun's life or death, and he didn't want to think about it deeply.

"Meow!" The big cat jumped off the ground suddenly, ran to sit on the stone table, swept its tail, and pushed the yellowed book on it to Ye Wuchen.

That thing looked familiar, like Mo Yun's notes.

Just as Ye Wuchen wanted to get it, Lu Xiao suddenly rushed into Zhiqing Peak with a bunch of things in his arms. He spread out the things in his arms with a look of horror, a pile of papers, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Brother Ye, what did I write before? Why is there only your name on it?"

He was probably too surprised, forgot that Ye Wuchen didn't allow him to write such things, so he confessed so nakedly, and then hid those things behind him belatedly.

But Ye Wuchen didn't have the heart to worry about these anymore, he didn't plan to talk to him, and went to grab the book silently.

But suddenly I heard Lu Xiao say: "Speaking of which, Brother Ye, why do you have a wedding dress? Which girl did you make it for?"

Ye Wuchen suddenly turned around, "The wedding dress? Where did you see it?"

"I saw that there was a lot of commotion on your side that day. When you rushed over, you had already collapsed. I saw that there was a wedding dress next to the bed, and I put it away for you."

"Where to put it?"

Lu Xiao pointed to the window of his Four Seasons Residence, "There is a wooden box under your window, and inside it is a bamboo hat, a glass bottle, and some hair accessories inside, so I'll put that...Brother Ye ?”

Ye Wuchen froze in place, suddenly turned around and strode towards Four Seasons Residence, opened the door, and found the wooden box under the window.

The wedding dress was still there, neatly folded, Ye Wuchen squatted in front of the wooden box and looked at the objects inside, not knowing whether to breathe a sigh of relief or tighten his heart, then turned back to ask Lu Xiao who followed, his throat was tight, "Do you know Mo Yun?"

"Who is that? I haven't heard of it."

Ye Wuchen lowered his eyelashes and concentrated on looking at the things inside the wooden box, they were all real.

It's all true, Mo Yun is not his dream.

But only he remembered.

Mo Yun was wiped out of the world, he should be thankful, he should be thankful that he has not forgotten Mo Yun.

The big cat brought the yellowed notebook over. Ye Wuchen had already read the contents, but he still couldn't help it. He just flipped through it word by word, looking at the changes in the words, the new and old of the ink marks.

feeling bad.

Breathing is choked.

But that was his only thought.

Turning to the end, there was a sentence added there, written in red ink, so glaring, like a sharp knife piercing into my heart, I was sore and unbearable for a while, with mixed feelings.

"Don't worry, I'm always here and I'll be back."