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There is indeed too much Zhou Chuze needs to know. What is the relationship between Xiao Wangsheng and his father?Why did the number one swordsman in the world become the master of Binlong Peak?Since Ye Zhuchen is a person in the Banished Valley, why is Xiao Wangsheng's apprentice joining the Demon Sect?

Today's Zhou Chuze has not only learned to test, but also learned to doubt.

He never believed that Ye Zhuchen had entered the Zhou Mansion in Yirong for half a year just to save his life—the past Zhou Mansion involved too many interests, from the Wulin League to the court, what did Ye Zhuchen want?How much do you know?

He can ask, Ye Zhuchen will probably answer, the condition is very simple, as long as Zhou Chuze cooperates with the treatment and conditioning.

When will it be ready?

The ruthless sword was still stuck in front of the bed.

Ye Zhuchen said: "When you can pull out this sword, I will go down the mountain."

Not everyone can control the divine soldier who recognizes the master.

A month later, Zhou Chuze woke up in the middle of the night. In the darkness, he saw a cold light glowing from the blade of the sword. His heart skipped a beat, and he reached out to touch it. Before he touched it, he was injured by the sword energy and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Ye Zhuchen heard the movement, jumped out of bed, and ran over in disheveled clothes. When he saw this, his face sank in anger, he gritted his teeth and gave Zhou Chuze medicine, got on the boy's bed, and held him in his arms to take care of him.

"What are you in a hurry for? It won't be too late to draw your sword in two months."

He said it so distressed, as if treating him with sincerity.

Zhou Chuze was silent. Ever since he confirmed that Ye Zhuchen was Luo Chen, whenever he opened his mouth, he had something to ask. Other than that, he hardly said a single extra word to Ye Zhuchen.

Ye Zhuchen smiled wryly, fed him water and medicine, used his internal energy to regulate his breath, and finally wrapped him tightly with a white tiger blanket.He secretly thought that being a servant for half a year was really the life of a slave.

The days in the mountains are peaceful.

Xiao Wangsheng went fishing in the mountain stream every day, and Zhou Chuze stayed in the small building every day to recuperate from his injuries.

Ye Zhuchen was the only one who was busy up and down, collecting herbs, decocting herbs, applying needles, preparing medicinal baths, and cooking three meals a day.Zhou Chuze was weak and ate medicinal food, so he had to make another portion, and the preparation was even more meticulous.In addition, he also followed Xiao Wangsheng to learn how to make wine with great interest, and he never had time to spare, and he never practiced kung fu.

Since returning to Bielong Peak, Ye Zhuchen has changed into white clothes, and he can wear any color except white clothes.Although he is busy every day, he even has to do the cutting of firewood himself, but now he does not hide his demeanor and martial arts, and he is as comfortable as a nobleman when he does rough work.

What a clever way to disguise and disguise, Zhou Chuze thought, how could he be like that Luo Chen back then?

Another half month has passed.

Zhou Chuze, who recovered slightly and was able to walk downstairs, once again tried to touch the ruthless sword.

This time, just as his fingertips touched the hilt of the sword, he was immediately shocked back by a strong force, and took three quick steps back, but he didn't vomit blood on the spot, but a trace of blood still flowed from the corner of his lips under the surge of blood.

All the changes in his body could not escape Ye Zhuchen's eyes, and the doctor was annoyed: "If you torment yourself like this, it will make me leave even later, won't you?"

Zhou Chuze pursed his lips, looked at him coldly, and still didn't speak.

Ye Zhuchen was so angry that he could only rethink the next method of recuperation.

After Xiao Wangsheng learned about it, he was quite surprised: "You really treat this junior with deep affection."

Ye Zhuchen said indifferently: "Master's instructions, how many times have I not obeyed since I was a child? But I pity that he is a beauty, so I just love him more."

Xiao Wangsheng said: "Aren't you afraid that he will hate you?"

Ye Zhuchen asked back: "I treated him really well, but in exchange for a deep hatred, I am a bit unwilling... But then again, who in this world is worth my fear?"

Xiao Wangsheng looked at him for a while, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed softly: "Zhuchen, keep your heart, no one in the world can restrain you."

This is the experience of those who have been here.

If he had guarded his own heart, why would he be trapped in this Bound Dragon Peak?

I don't know if Ye Zhuchen understands the deep meaning of this, but he just dragged his tune and said with a smile: "I would like to follow Master's instruction."

A month later, the beginning of spring was just around the corner, and under Ye Zhuchen's care, Zhou Chuze's body had improved a lot, he could move freely, and he had a little energy. Although his complexion was still pale, there was a trace of youthfulness faintly visible. Liveliness and vitality.

Ye Zhuchen felt the pulse and was very satisfied: "In half a month, it will be almost healed."

He was only satisfied for two hours - that night, Zhou Chuze drew out the ruthless sword.

The No. [-] sword in the world was unruly, and as soon as it touched it, Zhou Chuze's arm was almost numb.

When Ye Zhuchen pushed the door and entered, he saw Zhou Chuze kneeling on the ground, firmly holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, but forcibly holding the blade with the other hand.

The sword was sharp, blood flowed from Zhou Chuze's left hand, and the silver steel was immediately covered with bloodstains - shocking.

Ye Zhuchen frowned, but didn't reach out to stop him.

The Ruthless Sword was bloodthirsty by nature, and after the blood flowed, it stopped trembling very quickly, as if it had been tamed by Zhou Chuze's blood.

At this time, Zhou Chuze only had a trace of clarity in his mind, and his only thought was to draw out the sword.Holding his breath, he stood up slowly, his knees were soft, and he did not fall, and slowly pulled out the sword with his intact right hand.

The blood-stained ruthless sword is sharper.

The sword light was clear, Zhou Chuze raised his sword, his arm was trembling uncontrollably, but he still tried his best to point the tip of the sword at Ye Zhuchen who was watching with his arms folded.

Sometimes he really wished that a sword would end this person's life.

Just like this man once did to his father.

However, Ye Zhuchen was still there, and he didn't even move his eyebrows. He calmly sighed and said, "Chu Ze, you are too impulsive."

Zhou Chuze said coldly, "You can go."

Ye Zhuchen bent his lips and smiled lightly: "Chu Ze, before you, I have never been sorry to anyone. Frankly speaking, you are very special to me. Since I am sorry to you, I also thought about it. Do something to make it up to you."

Blood gushed out from Zhou Chuze's palm and dripped from his fingertips.

There was even a small pool of blood on the ground.

"Compensation?" Zhou Chuze shook his head, "My family is ruined."

"It's my fault that I don't have the ability to live to the death."

Ye Zhuchen was still smiling, his eyes swept across Zhou Chuze's slender and delicate eyebrows, after all, he was still a 14-year-old child, he hadn't grown up, and he didn't know what kind of beauty he would turn out in a few years.

"Since you insist on asking me to leave, I don't want to stay here with shamelessness... You don't seem to regard me as a senior brother." Ye Zhuchen is so smart, he naturally understands that Zhou Chuze tried to forcefully draw his sword repeatedly, but it was just to make him Go down the mountain as soon as possible, roll as far as you can.

"But from now on, your master will teach you martial arts, and there are many herbs stored on the mountain. I have memorized the usage and dosage, which can help you to regulate your body. I think you can always learn good martial arts. As for your uncle Zhou Suiyun, since he is in great trouble If you don’t die, there will always be room for him to be used when the foreign race fights with the imperial court again in the future, and you can rely on him after you go down the mountain... It won’t be too miserable if you have a relative.”

Zhou Chuze's eyes turned pale for a while, and finally he couldn't lift the sword, but instead supported his body with the ruthless sword.

Even so, he looked directly at Ye Zhuchen and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Ye Zhuchen laughed again.

His appearance was originally impeccably handsome, but with such a slight smile, he almost has a charming look, and his voice is as touching as jade hitting each other: "Chu Ze, it seems that I saved your life, and I am serving you again." For your sake for so long, I don't ask you to forgive me, but please don't hate me, okay?"

Zhou Chuze looked at him, an awe-inspiring chill slowly appeared in his black and white eyes.

"Luo Chen, how can you say it?" He said softly, "I hate you."

There is no way not to hate.

He was young, weak and sickly since he was a child, and every winter was like walking through the gates of hell.I used to know nothing about human relationships, I used to know nothing about this world, and I was once so simple that it was almost ridiculous.

Perhaps that's why he cherishes every emotion in his life.

Luo Chen, how can you say it?

It is precisely because he has loved deeply that he has no way not to hate.

Yes.

This person can express tenderness and sweetness by opening his mouth, and his actions are even more gentle in every way that can make people sink.

He acted so affectionately, but he never loved.

Zhou Chuze's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and at this moment, he felt a kind of heartache again.

This person in front of you is so deceitful, you think he holds you in the palm of his hand, but you don't know that he has never surrendered a little sincerity.How can such a person be asked not to hate him?

He has no way not to hate!

When Ye Zhuchen heard the words, he was only slightly taken aback, and soon a casual smile appeared on his face, shrugged and turned around: "Okay. Anyway, you have drawn your sword, and the next thing will be left to Master...you don't want to see me, I just leave..."

He said, his footsteps stopped.

Behind him, Zhou Chuze bled profusely, was exhausted, and collapsed to the ground.

He just paused and continued walking without even looking back.

Hate it, hate it, he Ye Zhuchen has never been eager to be ordered by others?Why bother?As Xiao Wangsheng said, as long as he doesn't move, who in the world can restrain him?

Thinking about whether the apricot blossoms at the bottom of the mountain were in bloom, Ye Zhuchen knocked on Xiao Wangsheng's door: "I'm leaving, you remember to go up and see my junior brother, he fainted."

Xiao Wangsheng's voice was sober, as if he hadn't slept, and he said calmly, "Say hello to the elders of the church for me."

Ye Zhuchen walked swiftly, and his voice gradually became softer: "I will say a lot of good words for you. When the wine is ready, remember to call me back to drink."

Xiao Wangsheng got up and dressed in the dark.

In this world, it seems that only Ye Zhuchen, a lover, can make him appear in a state completely different from his usual desertedness.

But now, maybe there is one more Zhou Chuze?

Suddenly he remembered the past—maybe he was really old.

In the past, there was no match for swords and swords, what a splendid martial arts myth, but now, Zhou Renfeng died of injustice, laughing and forgetting his life and painting in prison.

is old.

The fate of the country is difficult and the situation is changing.The rivers and lakes that belonged to them are gone, and it's time to draw a new era in today's martial arts.

The author has something to say: here's the prequel, so far I've explained some of the background ~ oh, slow heat ~

【Looking back on three lives】