The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

cluck, cluck.

For a moment, Yu Sheng could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Ghosts are only fate souls, and after losing the shackles of the physical body, their cultivation speed is much faster than that of humans, let alone the opponent is the king of ghosts.

Even Yu Sheng was not sure what state the other party was in.

Yu Sheng took two steps back and said, "Human beings and ghosts are inherently different, so how can they coexist peacefully in one realm? Since the world is divided into three realms, there is a reason to divide them into three realms!"

"What a reason!" Ghost King stared at Yu Sheng's face, "Then tell me, what is the reason?"

Yu Sheng's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

"That's why the Immortal Elder doesn't know, what is the truth?"

The ghost king sneered, and in an instant, thousands of silk threads shot out from his fingers and shot towards Yu Sheng's direction.

Yu Sheng was concerned about Xiao Qing who was at the side, and his dodging movements were much slower. He pulled Xiao Qing and dodged the ghost king's attack with an almost embarrassed posture.

Xiao Qing withdrew his hand and no longer shook hands with Yu Sheng, he also realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Master, be careful, don't worry about me!"

Yu Sheng gritted his teeth, and stood up in front of his chest with one-handed sword formation: "Send a letter to your uncle and the others, and tell them to come here quickly!"

While Yu Sheng was shouting, a layer of golden light suddenly lit up all over his body, covering his whole body.

The ghost king attacked again, and the golden light rippled layer by layer, but did not cause any damage.

The Ghost King smiled nonchalantly: "As expected of the lord of the Qianshan Sect, it's a pity, last time you didn't let the Discipline Peak seal your aura."

Only then did Yu Sheng realize that the King of Ghosts was planning this kind of abacus, but he didn't have the time to pay attention to it. His hands continued to make seals quickly: "Tianyou princes, if you encounter ghosts, capture them, follow them one by one." Before Yu Sheng could say the mantra, the King of Ghosts Raising his hand suddenly, a gust of black air hit Yu Sheng's head in an instant, Yu Sheng was distracted to dodge, and the spell in his mouth naturally dissipated.

Oh shit.

Yu Sheng is going to explode with anger, cultivating immortals is good for everything, the only stupid thing is to recite mantras, in the midst of a big battle, who the hell can wait for you to finish chanting the mantras?

"Xiao Qing, hurry up and find someone!" Yu Sheng had no choice but to yell at Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing gritted her teeth, knowing that now was not the time to show off, so she turned her head and ran outside.

Find someone first.

It is right to find someone first, even if he stays here, he can't help the master one by one "Where to run?" The ghost king laughed twice, and a black air wall appeared out of thin air in front of Xiao Qing, and the black air lingered on it. As he approached, he felt a bone-piercing chill, spreading to the tip of his heart, and shivering.

Xiao Qing stopped abruptly.

The King of Ghosts turned his head and smiled at Yu Sheng, his originally simple and honest face was lingering with strands of black air, almost gloomy.

"What I hate the most in my life is the sanctimonious people like you."

"I heard from Rong Qing that you and your apprentice seem to have a good relationship..." "You talk about justice and reason, but in fact, as a master, you are full of men and women who are full of thieves and prostitutes. Disciple, disregarding human relations, where does he have the qualifications to give pointers to us ghost cultivators?"

"What the hell did I tell you? I just told you to go back to the ghost world?" Yu Sheng was a little annoyed seeing the other party pressing so hard. With a slight movement of his fingers, a small arrow flew out of his hand .

The golden red tail feathers flashed like a streamer.

Seeing Yu Sheng's natal weapon being called out, the Ghost King's face froze for a moment: "It's you..." The voice was too low, Yu Sheng couldn't hear it clearly.

"Xiao Qing!" Yu Sheng ignored the ghost king and shouted directly, Xiao Qing quickly came to his senses, took the longbow on his back, and threw it in Yu Sheng's direction.

His knuckle fingers were clenched and his body was bowed, the cuffs slipped to reveal a section of his forearm, his veins were bulging due to too much force, and he stepped forward and pulled back one by one, throwing crookedly.

"Fucking you!" Yu Sheng cursed, one side of his body was on his toes pointing towards the direction of the longbow, and the corners of his clothes fluttered with the movement.

The longbow finally landed firmly in Yu Sheng's hands.

For a moment, the golden light shone brightly, dazzling the whole room, and the small arrow in Yu Sheng's hand began to enlarge and elongate, gradually matching the longbow.

The dazzling golden light finally dimmed slowly, and finally only the bow and arrow in Yu Sheng's hand was surrounded by a circle of golden light.

"It's easy to talk about it, you don't want to do it, you're looking for death, right? Today I'll see how powerful my natal weapon is-" Yu Sheng said, full of bows and arrows in his hand, and then!

"Sou!" a sound!

With a golden-red streamer, the arrow shot directly in the direction of the ghost king!

At the same time, the ghost king did not know what to do, and a faint trace of black energy surged towards Yu Sheng's direction.

Yu Sheng only had time to aim at the ghost king, and his attention was not on himself at all.

Until a heart-warming coolness quickly spread from the sea of ​​consciousness to the whole body, Yu Sheng grabbed his chest suddenly, and didn't even feel anything when the weapon fell to the ground.

Hey, hey, hey.

The whole room seemed to be filled with the sound of heartbeats, and cold sweat instantly rolled down from Yu Sheng's forehead.

The ghost king waved his sleeve robe, and disappeared in a gust of dark wind.

at the same time.

With a bang, Yu Sheng fell down and hit the table at the same time, blood gushed out from the corner of his forehead, Xiao Qing was just about to fly over to catch Yu Sheng.A purple figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and caught Yu Sheng firmly.

It is orchid without a period.

"Why are you here?" Lan Wuqi didn't speak, and quickly tapped Yu Sheng's head a few times with his fingers. The gushing blood soaked Yu Sheng's clothes almost instantly. Fortunately, he didn't know what acupuncture point was pressed , was quickly stopped.

Lan Wuji broke her teeth.

It's still a step too late... I didn't want to expose it at first, and I guessed in my heart that Yu Sheng was going to deal with that ghost king. At least it would not be a problem to get out of the body, but I didn't expect that no one noticed that the ghost king moved his hands and feet secretly. .

Damn.

Lan Wuqi held Yu Sheng in his arms, lifted his legs and left.

Xiao Qing followed without hesitation, blocking Lan Wuqi.

He has an intuition.

One by one, this uncle is very dangerous.

"Where are you taking my master?"

"Go to the inn."

Lan Wuqi didn't stop walking, and walked around Xiao Qing directly, striding forward.

Xiao Qing hurriedly followed.

There are only Xiao Qing and Yu Sheng in the room.

No matter how Lan Wuqi wanted to stay, after all, he had the responsibility. To put it bluntly, this trip down the mountain should have been led by the people from Fumo Peak.

Xiao Qing looked at Yu Sheng on the bed, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Every time Master was in danger, every time Master was injured.

This time, Master passed out directly.

...don't know when I'll wake up.

It wasn't the first time either, the last time when Yu Sheng was in a coma, it was Xiao Qing who beat him himself.

In fact, Xiao Qing didn't expect that with just one palm, he would have such great power that Yu Sheng would be knocked unconscious.

Last time Xiao Qing didn't care at all, just turned around and left.

But now seeing Yu Sheng who was in a coma, Xiao Qing's heart felt as if being tightly grasped by a big hand, and he couldn't breathe no matter what.

"Master..." Xiao Qing lay beside Yu Sheng's bed, pitifully like an abandoned puppy, waiting for his master to wake up, and patted him on the head.

"Master, please wake up quickly, I will definitely work hard to become stronger, and I won't let you get hurt again."

Xiao Qing's hand got into the quilt, and took Yu Sheng's hand.

Yu Sheng's hands were still the same as usual, delicate and warm, weak and boneless.But this time, Xiao Qing couldn't express his charming thoughts.

I just want Yu Sheng to wake up quickly, that's all.

Surrounded by a lingering mist, I couldn't see the distant scene clearly. I only knew that I was standing on a bridge with white jade pillars, exquisitely carved.

There is a faint sound of silk and bamboo music coming over, and the clouds and mist are misty, still in a dream.

Yu Sheng covered his head, he didn't know why, suddenly felt that the cloud could get into his mind, he was confused about everything, who he was, where he was, and why he was here.

- I don't know.

There was a faint laughter coming from afar.

A group of girls came from a distance laughing, Yu Sheng stepped forward and stopped one at random: "Girl...where is this?"

The girl who was stopped first smiled at Yusheng: "I have seen the god Yuyun."

...God Lord?

Yu Sheng blinked in confusion.

The girl next to her laughed when she heard Yusheng's question: "Shenjun Yuyun is sleepy again? This is Tianhe."

Yu Sheng was relieved: "So it's Tianhe."

"Where is Yuyun Shenjun going?"

Yu Sheng smiled at the girl, and blurted out very naturally: "I'm going to find Lord Yuefeng."

Yu Sheng didn't react until the voice fell.

Who is Yuefeng?

Why...why did he go to the so-called Yuefeng?

But when Yu Sheng opened his mouth to ask again, the girls just now walked away laughing.

Yu Sheng walked forward aimlessly.

When he came back to his senses, he was standing in front of a mansion.

The mansion was still shrouded in clouds and mist, and the place a few feet away had been engulfed in white mist, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Yu Sheng raised his head, and could vaguely see a black and gold floor above the gate, with the word Yuefeng written on it.

Walking along the long corridor into the main hall, a voice came.

"Yuyun."

Yu Sheng raised his head.

The man is dressed in white, with a light smile that does not stain the world, his black hair is half tied with a golden crown, and his peach eyes are affectionate when he smiles.

Yu Sheng's heart suddenly jumped violently, and he walked towards the other party unconsciously.

The man raised his hand, straightened his collar for him, and whispered softly: "Why are you here? Didn't you tell me last time, don't come to me again?"

Yu Sheng suddenly felt wronged.

Very aggrieved, almost unable to control the tears to fall, the eyes were red in an instant, and it felt wet that something was about to roll down.

The man sighed, put his arms around his waist, buried his face in his arms, and made a hoarse voice.

"Don't cry...I hate to see you cry."

"Then don't go, okay..." blurted out without any thought, and without any ins and outs.

The man didn't speak, just hugged him like this, his arms became tighter and tighter, as if he was trying to squeeze him into his body.

"Even if I don't leave...they won't let me. Yuyun, you must be good, just pretend..." "Just pretend you never knew me."

"How is it possible!" Yu Sheng heard himself cry out in a crying voice.

The man did not speak for a long time.

It was Yusheng who was defeated first.

"Then... since you are leaving, hug me one more time, for the last time, okay?"

There was still no words, but after a long silence, the man got up and kissed him, pressing Yu Sheng on the table with his hands still under him. "Yuefeng..." Yu Sheng murmured, everything in front of him seemed to be blurred by a water curtain.

Yurun Hongzi is charming, Ruimeng Ganlin is kind.

The table under him was shaken and overlapped with Yu Sheng's murmur.

"Shenjun Yuyun, what are you thinking?"

A voice came, Yu Sheng subconsciously turned his head to look over, and subconsciously blurted out a name.

"Xiao Xiangheng...?" "What?" The man who was talking to him frowned: "Who?"

That's right, who is Xiao Xiangheng?

"It's nothing." Yu Sheng pursed his lips and clenched the longbow in his hand.

He was dressed in light armor, and his usual loose long hair was tied up high, making him look more and more tall, with a slender waist and long legs.

"Heng Yuan."

"Ok?"

Yu Sheng tilted his head slightly and took a deep breath: "I don't want to fight anymore."

Heng Yuan looked a little helpless: "Yuyun, it's not that you don't want to fight if you don't want to fight. The devil has already led people into the heavenly court. If you don't fight one by one." "I don't want to fight!" Tears welled up in Sheng's eyes almost instantly: "I don't want to fight!"

Heng Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly.

"Don't cry, if you cry in front of the army... that boy Yuefeng will definitely lose."

Yu Sheng didn't speak, but lowered his head and rubbed his eyes hard, they were even redder than before.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Heng Yuan quietly approached.

"Yuyun, let's rebel."

Rebel? !

Yu Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a low voice: "Do you know what you are talking about?!" "Of course I do." Heng Yuan's tone was extremely fast: "Can you attack Yue Feng? Or can I ?! Heaven is no longer what it used to be. It’s not easy for you and me to persist until today by forming factions to eradicate dissidents. Instead of staying in heaven, it’s better to follow Yuefeng!"

"Are we really going to confront Yuefeng Sword for that old thing?!" "I..."

No.

"I, no, rebellion." Yu Sheng finally managed to squeeze out a few words between his teeth: "I will not rebel."

Heng Yuan let go of his hand, as if a little disappointed.

A horn sounded suddenly.

Yu Sheng couldn't hear the words behind "the demon world is coming one by one", he only knew that he rushed forward with the flow of people, he was in front of the formation, behind him were thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, and in front of him were demon soldiers .

Can't take a step back.

He is very familiar with the person before the battle, so familiar that every inch of skin on his body remembers this person's touch and smell.

He was dressed in black armor, with black hair and golden eyes.

There was no trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"The more windy."

"Huh?" The person in front of the formation raised his eyebrows, and his smile was a bit sinister.

"Shenjun Yuyun, is this still obsessed with me?"