After the rebirth, the master was forced to collapse

He wiped "Jiang Mu"'s body, which could have been done by Jing Chenjue, but he did it carefully, and it took half an hour.

Moreover, Jiang Mu clearly saw that his ears were red, he probably wanted to look at him, but after thinking about it, he closed his eyes very obediently.

Like a big obedient wolfhound.

After tidying up "Jiang Mu", he found a quilt and covered "him" lightly.

He stood beside the bed hesitating for a long time, and even flipped through the book randomly to read it. He didn't put away the book until the moon was in the middle of the sky. His ears were getting redder, and he lay down carefully beside "him", shrinking. In "his" embrace that was so cold that there was no warmth, he refused to close his eyes for a long time.

Jiang Mu looked at him all night and knew very clearly that he didn't sleep all night, but his energy the next day was unexpectedly good.

He got up early in the morning, went to the kitchen with a smile on his face, and cooked another bowl of porridge, which was still the same as yesterday. He patiently coaxed "Jiang Mu" to drink the porridge, but after receiving no response, he While complaining about "Jiang Mu" in a low voice with a smile in his mouth, he drank the porridge.

While eating porridge, Nan Fuzi came over.

Maybe it was because of what Gu Chuixue and Shen Shuangbai said to him yesterday, his complexion was not very good, but facing Wen Xie, he forced a smile: "Xiao Xie, I'm here to see you... your master how's it going."

Wen Xie smiled at him as if he didn't notice the loophole in his words, and replied with a bit of complaint: "Master didn't get up again today."

Nan Fuzi's eyes were full of sadness, he was silent for a while, and forced a smile: "He should wake up soon, you—"

"Senior Uncle Master," Wen Xie called out to him.

Nan Fuzi quickly responded: "What's wrong?"

"Can you send some fresh lotus seeds over in the afternoon? I've finished picking the ones from Sanchi Peak."

Nan Fuzi naturally agreed, and even felt better when he left.

Jiang Mu could see clearly from the side, his eyes flickered, and the smile on Wen Xie's face dissipated instantly after Nan Fuzi left.

He washed "Jiang Mu" very patiently, and then checked his storage bag, as if he was about to go out.

Before he left, his ears were red, and his lips touched "Jiang Mu"'s forehead lightly, like an extremely ordinary couple in Fan City. The husband kissed his wife's forehead before going out, and told her softly, "I gone".

When he got to the door, he glanced back, obviously hesitated for a moment, then walked over, took the red hair band that he usually played with on the table, and carefully tied it on his left wrist.

Jiang Mu was stunned.

He thought that this hair band was put on by Wen Xie to block the Taoist partner's bond on the inside of his wrist, but now it seems that it doesn't?

The Diancang Sword placed on the table also wanted to follow him, and circled him a few times in a "buzzing" manner. He was very patient, and tapped its hilt, "Stay here, protect the master!" .”

Dian Cangjian was not very satisfied, but he still knew that he was an orphan who had lost his master, so he obediently listened to what his elder brother said.

Soon the scene changed again.

This time it was in the wild, in a pitch-black forest, Jiang Mu didn't react, and subconsciously took a step back and stepped on a dead branch, making a "squeak", and suddenly, the birds in the forest As if they were greatly disturbed, they flew up indiscriminately.

What the hell is going on with these birds?

Frightened like this by stepping on a dead branch?

wrong.

Jiang Mu was taken aback suddenly, couldn't he touch the things in this illusion?Then how did he stomp on the dead branch?

Can he touch it?

Jiang Mu's eyes lit up, and he reached out and tried to touch the tree trunk next to him, and the rough feeling came from his fingertips.

Great.

When he sees that brat Wen Xie later, he can directly take him out of this hellish illusion.

Sure enough, he saw Wen Xie again after a while, but this time Wen Xie's state was a bit too...shocking.

This kid didn't know what he did, his black clothes were already soaked in blood. Originally, it was not so easy to see blood stains on black clothes, but Jiang Mu could smell the bloody smell from a long distance away.

He staggered and ran towards Jiang Mu, the Fuchen sword in his hand was still dripping blood, and he looked terrible.

Good guy, did this kid steal someone else's wife? He was injured like this.

But soon, Jiang Mu sneered angrily.

Which bastard got hurt? !

Is this how he beats up his apprentice who grew up in his arms? !

Hey!

Waiting for him to get out of the illusion, he will definitely kill him! !

While cursing, he ran over and tried to support Wen Xie, but unexpectedly, when he stretched out his hand, he still passed through Wen Xie's body.

Jiang Mu: "??!"

what happened?

At this time, Wen Xie was already so weak that he sat down under a tree, but instead of taking a rest, he quickly grabbed a handful of pills from the storage bag, without even looking at them, and stuffed them into them. into his own mouth.

He seemed to be in pain, and his breathing was a bit rough, but he consciously hid his breathing after realizing it.

Jiang Mu's eyes were complicated.

The kid didn't notice that although his breathing sound was gone, the smell of blood on his body was so strong that others could find him by following the smell.

Sure enough, not long after, the people behind chased after him: "Stop!!"

"Don't run!!"

"I didn't expect there to be a thief like you in the realm of comprehension. I don't know if your master will be ashamed because of you after he finds out?!"

Jiang Mu could clearly see that Wen Xie's eyelashes trembled when he heard the last sentence, and finally closed his eyes.

Jiang Mu sighed, stood up, and looked at the group of people who were chasing Wen Xie.

That is magic repair.

Jiang Mu's eyes turned cold.

He does know what's going on now, this is the time when Wen slanted Nan Fuzi and the others to go to the Demon Race to grab the Soul Lamp, and judging by the look of this bastard, he should have succeeded.

The demons have always respected the strong, and whoever grabs something will own it. It is no wonder that this group of filth chased Wen Xie, obviously seeing that he was half dead, and wanted to take advantage of it.

just.

Jiang Mu sneered again.

Anyone can take advantage of his apprentice?

Sensing his killing intent, Dian Cangjian trembled "buzzing", unsheathed itself, and shot towards the group of people like a beam of light.

There are loopholes in this illusion, it seems that because his soul is of the Mahayana stage, and a Mahayana stage of cultivation has been installed for his ethereal body, the Dian Cang Sword is his natal sword, so the strength it can display is naturally also Follow up.

In the eyes of Dian Cangjian, this group of demon cultivators was simply not enough.

But in the next moment, Jiang Mu frowned suddenly.

——I saw the Diancang sword flying straight towards the group of demon cultivators, with the momentum of a thousand soldiers, but it just passed through the demon cultivators' body.

It didn't seem to expect that the sword stagnated in mid-air, and the tip of the sword tried to poke at the chest of a demon cultivator again, but it still went straight through.

Dian Cangjian was completely stunned, shook the hilt and subconsciously looked at Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu ignored him, but slowly clenched his fingers.

He still can't participate in what happened in this illusion, so... what about Wen Xie who is seriously injured now?

He frowned and looked down at Wen Xie.

The latter held the Fuchen sword tightly, and even his weak arms were trembling, but there was no trace of timidity in his dark eyes.

He pursed his lips, wiped away the blood on his lips calmly, stood up slowly by the tree trunk, and sneered: "Victory with more is not enough."

The demon cultivators laughed loudly: "Little brat, are you mistaken? This is the demon clan. Who will pay attention to these principles with you?!"

"We advise you, hand over the soul lamp as soon as possible, so that we can save you a last bit of decency."

Wen Xie secretly gritted his teeth, took a step back, his body was completely attached to the tree trunk, his fists were clenched tightly as if he had nowhere to go.

After being silent for a while, he took out the soul lamp in the storage bag, threw it in the opposite direction of the group of demon cultivators, turned and ran.

The demon cultivators scrambled in the direction of the "soul-guiding lamp", but immediately discovered that the "soul-guiding lamp" was a fake with no spiritual power, and started chasing after it cursingly.

Jiang Mu looked at their backs, sighed, and after a while stepped on the Diancang sword to catch up.

Wen Xie ran and hid along the way, it was really not easy, Jiang Mu looked angry and distressed, but could only look helpless.

A few months later, when Wen Xie finally arrived near Lin Jianzong, he had no good flesh on his body, and even his face was covered with knife wounds he had made himself in order to prevent others from recognizing him.

Jiang Mu followed him, and the Diancang Sword in his hand seemed to be worried about him, trembling "buzzing" along the way.

He finally avoided the magic cultivator who was chasing him all the way, and when he entered the mountain guard formation of Rinjian, as soon as he entered, he seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and his body softened and passed out.

Jiang Mu never let go of his frown, the pain in his heart made the corners of his eyes slightly red.

When he heard that this kid went to the demon clan to snatch back the soul lamp for him alone, he had already guessed that he must have been seriously injured along the way, but now seeing this little bastard with his own eyes, he still can't help it. I can't help but feel uncomfortable.

This is for him.

All for him.

Jiang Mu closed his eyes and suppressed his tears. After a while, he knelt down and gently brushed the shocking wound on the young man's face with his fingers.

He waited for two hours before the patrolling disciples arrived.

Several disciples saw Wen Xie lying here from a distance, but hesitated and did not dare to step forward. After a while, someone boldly took a few steps to this side: "This is..."

Another disciple frowned and looked at him: "Why do I feel that this person is familiar?"

Everyone turned to look at him.

He clapped his hands suddenly: "Damn, why do I think this person looks so much like Senior Brother Wen?!"

Everyone looked at each other in shock, and then the leading disciple suddenly changed his face: "Fuck! I also think it's Senior Brother Wen!"

"Hurry up!! You take someone to inform the senior brother, let him notify the suzerain!! Then someone goes to Qingyi Peak to find Master Gu, and tell her that Senior Brother Wen has been seriously injured!!"